Rivalry
"Damn it, Eyebrows, you are not wanted here. So just go take you capitalist arse back home to the land of the misery it came from." China growled, eyes narrowed into slits, waiting for the English man's next move.
A sigh. "Look China, I didn't come to see you, chap. I haven't seen Hong Kong in a while so I thought I'd go visit him. Now move." England glared back, matching ferocity for ferocity. "Just because you can't get your ancient, dusty self out of old, pitiful rivalries doesn't mean I can't visit the people I raised." England spat, voice not matching the context of his words at all.
Oh, that one hurt. But not like China would ever let England see his sensitivity about his separation from Hong Kong, practically hissing he took a step forwards, giving England a sharp jab to the chest, "You. Should. Have. Never. Come. Into. His. Life." Punctuating each word, each syllable with a jab.
Schooling his face blank against the hurtful words, England took step towards China, faces inches apart. "I'll have you know-"
"Whoa, like what's going on here? Don't tell me you guys are in, like, a secret relationship or something." Hong Kong appeared on the scene and sweat dropped, glad he arrived in time to defuse a possible fight.
"Wha-?!"
"Aiyahh-?!"
The two sprung a good three feet apart, "Why would you think something like that?!" they cried in usion.
"I would never, ever enter a relationship with this guy." England looked aghast at the mere prospect.
"WHAT?!" China stared at Hong Kong, wondering if he was actually being serious. "You know me better than that! I would rather suffer the pain of a thousand curses than even kiss this guy! Why?! He can't cook! He's clinically insane!"
England's lip twitched in annoyance.
"He's immature, noisy and always causing chaos! Do you remember Halloween a few years back?! 'Because I do! In fact, I don't ever think I'll be able to erase from my mind!"
Deciding to back pedal and work damage control, Hong Kong said, "So, like, what's going on?"
"England was leaving, that's what!" China growled savagely, crossing his arms over his chest.
He's rather cute when he's fiery, Hong Kong thought, inspecting the slightly feminine gesture.
England outright ignored the uncivil nation, "Hong Kong, I am here to talk; may we please step outside."
Taking in China's pissed off expression and the Brit's extreme annoyance, Hong Kong nodded slowly "Like, okay, I guess."
"Thankyou." Completely ignoring the seething China, England turned to wait outside.
"I'll, like, be right back in," Hong Kong promised China, knowing how sensitive he was to these types of things. "Ten, fifteen minutes tops."
Telling himself he was acting paranoid, China uncrossed his arms, "Okay, just hurry back in, okay?" And gave Hong Kong a small kiss on the cheek.
Guys, guys… do you have any idea how much I love this pairing? They're just so, so cute. Two chapters so far today. I'm going to try to get as many done as possible. DrowningHeta.
