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Chapter 6

A small red fruit fell into my hands. I stared at it for a while. It was harder than most fruits, but still seemed brittle in my hands.

"That's an apple; I brought it from England."

Apple? I looked up at the blonde hair man, but quickly moved my gaze back to the red fruit. "…Thank-you…" I whispered softly.

"Ah! No problem, we have so many apples lately, and this is the first time you've seen a fruit like this, right?" His kind voice wavered a little bit as he spoke. Was he nervous about talking to me? I should be the one nervous. I always made such a fool of myself.

I nodded my head to brother's friend's question. I had never seen such a fruit. I bit my lip a little as I glanced around to see if Brother was around. He would be very upset with me for asking, but… "What's England like?" I asked not even going attempt to look the man with blazing green eyes in the face. I just couldn't…I wasn't as cool and slick as Brother. If I looked that man in the eyes, I'd probably melt.

But…I took a quick glance at the English man and grew warm. I embarrassed him! Oh, maybe that was a stupid question.

"Well, England is…well…it's different…" I nodded slowly. I could already tell it was different from the small gifts the man gave me. I turned red when Brother's friend used his two larger fingers to pick my head up and look at him. I felt myself becoming weaker and weaker in the knees. Why was such a thing happening to my knees, I trained every morning with Brother; my knees should be stronger…and yet… they still shook whenever he was around.

Maybe I needed more training.

"…would you like to go there one day?" My ears perked at the question.

Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times Yes! "Brother would never allow such a thing to happen." I whispered softly looking at my feet.

The small red apple suddenly felt like it weighed many more tons then it truly did. Why couldn't I have just said yes? Why did I make everything so much more difficult?

"…well, if you ever do plan to go to England…call me before hand, okay? I'd like to show you my home as you did for me."

I nodded, but knowing my brother…I wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.

I opened my eyes, but was surprised to find myself in a bed. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked around. At least this room looked somewhat normal compared to the rest of the house; plain white walls and a small futon in the mist of it all. It reminds me of home.

I miss Brother. Maybe this was a stupid idea…I gasped the small blanket around me. I feel so alone in this world, I don't know how to do anything. Guess I'm not like Brother. Tried though…

And I'll keep trying… I made a promise to myself and I don't break promises. Not for anything. I got up and changed my clothes into a more comfy outfit. They were still Brother's clothes, but not as stuffy as his white uniform.

I looked myself in the mirror that was in the room and gave it a small smile. I was still Brother's twin that was for sure. My eyes drifted to the window that was a part of the room. It was sunset? Already? I was asleep for that long of a time. Maybe I am sick.

…huh?

In the corner of my eyes I saw a man with messy blonde hair walking quite quickly through the crowd of people. As strange as how the people here looked, I could know that messy blonde hair anywhere. I quickly ran out of the room and down the carpeted stairs.

I maneuvered passed Southern Italy with a graceful turn. I quickly bowed my apologies , "Sorry, I am in a hurry." I said as I ran out of the door leaving the scowling and confused Italian just to stare at the door I ran out of.

I knew Brother would never, ever do such a thing. He was always so polite and took time to think things out, but if I didn't leave right then I would have lost sight of the man from my dreams. If only I knew his name…If only I remembered his name!

I apologized to all the poor people I had to push through. Such a crowd. Was it like this every day? I quickly followed the man until he finally slowed his quick walking and I was able to catch up a bit more.

The man turned to me and I felt my breath caught in my throat. His eyes still had that strange pull on me. I was shocked when he turned away from me and went into a full sprint. Ah!

My body went on its own accord and ran after him. And for once I didn't apologize to everyone I had to push away. Why was he running away from me? Was it because I looked just like Brother? What had happened? I thought they were such good friends?

"PLEASE, WAIT!" I screamed as I almost fell over a box of fruit. I just waved my apologies wasting no time for granted.

"STAY THE BLOODY AWAY FROM ME!" The man screamed back at me. His voice was rougher than I remembered it, but he was running so that could have caused it.

Hearing such words from him hurt me deeply; more deep than I thought possible. But that made my body run faster and faster until the whole world seemed to blur before me. I noticed the people who were once walking the street so carefree moved to the sidewalk; watching me with weary eyes. I didn't like so many eyes on me. It was such a strange feeling.

I saw my opportunity to take the man by the hand and took it. He started to fight me and try to get of my grip. I was slowly losing it just like he wanted, but maybe if I told him the truth he'd stop. "Please…stop…it's me…S-Sakura." I whispered my breathing hitched and irregular; not that his was any different.

"…" I was worried when his breathing cut short and just stopped. At least he stopped fighting me. I gasped when he pulled me off to an alley way. I noticed even the alley were different from home; really darker and dirtier. My eyes moved to the blazing green one's and his hands moved to my shoulders holding me still.

I felt my legs grew weak like all the other times our eyes met. It was really him. It wasn't only a bunch of silly dreams; he was really real. I felt tears form in my dark brown eyes.

"Sakura…" I watched as his hair hid his lovely eyes from my view. I flinched a little when his cold hand touched my cheek moving hair from my face. "What are you doing here? More importantly why are you dressed like your Brother?"

I made a small smile, happy he still liked me. "Brother was hurt…I'm taking his place until he gets well again."

The blonde man gave me a pained expression. "Go home…Go back home Sakura."

I felt my entire being freeze at such words. Go home? But…if I went home now, Brother would have to come and he would end up getting hurt worse. And…I won't get the answers I need to know so much. I looked the man in the eyes and whispered in pain, "…I can't…"

I gasped when my back hit a brick wall and Brother's ex-friend closed me off. "Why can't you! Sakura! You can't take your Brother's place! Do you even have any bloody idea what's going on here! Do you know what you're Brother's business here is! You NEED to go home!"

I shook my head defiantly. Why was he yelling so much? What was I doing wrong? "I'm staying!" I said strongly as I touched his face lovingly. I smiled at him in remorse. "I'm so sorry, but I'm not leaving until Brother gets better. I hope one day you may forgive me."

My eyes widen as he hugged me tightly. I didn't feel sick when he hugged me like how I felt with Northern Italy. I felt warm tears fall onto the top of my head. I didn't feel sick, but scared. I was scared. I have never seen a man cry before. I didn't even know men could cry. "There's really no way I can change your mind?"

"I'm sorry..." I whispered softly. I truly was sorry. It was quiet for such a long time, but the quietness was wonderful. I may have not known any of the answers to my past, but I knew in my heart that they really didn't matter. I felt completely safe in this man's arms. I wouldn't mind staying like this forever and ever; just forget about the Dreams…even forget about Brother, if it meant staying in this warm embrace.

I held my whines when the man moved away from me. "Then I am sorry as well…I…I have to leave…"

I watched as the man with golden hair ran into the darkness. I wanted to follow him, but a hand held me back. I turned and was surprised to see Germany frowning at me. "We need to talk."