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Author's notes: Sorry about the delay, my prelim exams are next week so I had a lot in plate. Please leave a review!
"Where are the people?" resumed the little prince at last. "It's a little lonely in the desert…"
"It is lonely when you're among people, too," said the snake."
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
"My...dear heavens...is that you?..."
Can it be?... Her little Marcelo?.. He certainly had grown taller since the last time she saw him. Same dark brown hair and chocolate eyes yet... it no longer shown the sparkle of innocence he once had. His eyes are now darker, showing years of pain and experienced yet it somehow became a little bit of that colour, she inwardly shuddered.
Why does his eyes remind her of her son Allen?...
Marcelo felt his mouth till his throat dry, his chocolate brown eyes (which, he noted became darker and to his confusion it also became a bit reddish) scan the woman in front of him. Tears gathered in his eyes as he sped towards her, hands wide open. He envelopes himself in her warmth, a mother's warmth.
He missed that kind of warmth "Tita..." he croaked as he tries to hold his tears in. "Tita..namimiss kita..!"
Forget being a country.
Forget the revolution.
Forget the pain.
Just let a child inside him cry for once.
"ALL ABOARD!"
Allen twitched in irritation as the noises the people made are increasing in volume by each hour. He then felt Madeline's hand engulfs him, making him relax a bit as their bosses continues on the meeting, though a bit wary and fear that Allen might find the suite a bit below his standards.
"We're going to Hong Kong." he heard his boss says "Keep full of coal. In the event of declaration of war Spain, your duty will be to see that the Spanish squadron does not leave the Asiatic coast, and then offensive operations in Philippine Islands."
Wait a minute, offensive operations? "Hey old man, what d'you mean by offensive operations? I thought we are only here to trade and we're only involve for Cuba's sake!"
His boss sigh as he massages his temples "Allen, we had to go so he can't pull out reinforcements and besides, we declared war on him so any territories of his shall be dealt with and we also need to block off his communications to the mainland in Manila Bay...and that the Germans wanted the Islands themselves..."
Madeline's boss nodded in agreement "The Island is full of riches and a good strategic position..." he then add "Also a good opportunity to see its rich culture!" he gushed out as Allen's boss face palms at his friend. "We might even add him or her to your family and it'll be one big-"
"Boss..." Madeline sighs.
His face redden "I-Uh forgive my childishness eh!"
The smell of jasmine wafts in the air as the tea boils.
"So...you are going to revolt against your father?" Alice asked with no hint of emotion "Are you positive that you can go through it? Will you falter or not?"
His fists clenched harder as he look at his cup "I...I will not fail...I shall make him see what his people had hid beneath their jewel crested clothes and their so called riches... I tried yet he and his Majesty won't listen... I had no choice tita...".
Alice didn't say anything but simply got up and prepare the tea, petting a small Chinese boy's hair. Later she came back with the tea. "I suppose that is really your decision my dear lad. Your general here must have train you I hope? Of course he does right?"
The young general besides him nodded stiffly as Alice's emerald green eyes landed on him before she pours tea to each of them. His men, his country and a little Chinese boy besides Marcelo (and is currently holding his arm, had they met before?) thanked her. What a beautiful woman, he mused, even if she's a country. Could she be-
"Oi love! Ah brooght ye some ay th' tea ye need." A Scottish voice boomed across the room. Its occupants jump in surprise except for the young general who is currently cursing his luck. Alice sigh albeit happily as she greeted the red hair man outside. Marcelo turns his attention to his general, pitying his current predicament as tears mercilessly pour out of the poor man's eyes and he is also trying not to laugh at his loss.
"Bobo, tita's already taken."
"Tumahimik ka na Marcelo...(Shut up Marcelo)"
Johnathan scowled as a slicked blonde hair man with blue eyes and fair skin named Ludwig drilled on him the basics. His left eyes twitches as he listens to one of his boring lectures, why did the other half of his land gets to be invaded by him?
Europeans took my parents and my brother from me...
"JOHNATHAN ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?" Ludwig yelled as the boy fell from surprise "Seriously...ten year old kids these days are very different from zhe days..."
An albino snickers as Ludwig glares "Awwww is Vest getting old?" The young boy laughs as Ludwig's ears grew red in embarrassment. "Kesesese you are so getting old faster than the awesome me Vest."
"Shut it bruder!"
Unknown to the two Germans, Johnathan had sneaked out as a loud sound of a table falling towards the ground and a scream of a certain albino was heard as the blonde tackled him.
The jungle was thick and scary but for Johnathan, it was like a stroll for him. He has always come to these parts to let him recall the memories of the past.
"Did you see that firefly Coen? Isn't a beaut my lil' ankle biter?"
"Awww is my little Coen having a nightmare? There there now..come to mama..."
"Mama...papa..."
A tear fell from his eye as he muttered.
What have I done?...
My little Coen! My little Cahya! My beloved Tau!
How could I have forgotten?
Kirana felt her chest grew heavier as her memories slowly came back. What kind of mother and wife is she? How could she ever forgotten her family, her children and her husband? Her little-
Oh no...where are my children?..
She began to hyperventilate, unable to form any coherent sentence as her mind was assaulted with several words, each stabbing her heart as she tries to block it. Where her children even alive? Her husband? Cahya, Co-
Coen...Cahya..she saw them a few years ago...
"My little children..." she sobbed "Y-You're both alright...my children..."
Allen lets out an exasperated breathe as he looked up the skies from the window of his and his wife's room, why does he felt like someone is beckoning him? Why does it felt so familiar?
"Allen?"
He pivots towards her as she came near. His arms wrapped around her frail form, pulling her towards him as he buries his face on her neck.
"Can't sleep..." he muttered. "It's stupid..."
"What do you mean? Was it because of the meat that the waiter had accidentally served to you?"
"No- well kind of but doll, it's just... I can't understand why I felt like something is missing! I don't know why but it felt like someone is missing...my mind is empty yet there is-" her finger silences him.
"It's okay my love...I also felt that way..."
Silence lingers around them but one question remains.
Who is missing?...
"So we're purchasing the next arms right?" Marcelo nodded in confirmation "We have already purchase some but we might need some in case-"
"Sir! Sir! There are people here who wished to see you."
Marcelo and the general whipped their heads as a dark hair man with piercing red eyes with a blonde hair woman with purple eyes stand in front of the entrance and accompanying them was a general and two men who seems to be their boss.
But he felt some sort of pull towards the couple, a very strange pull.
"Bonjour, are you the Las Islas de Felipinas?"
Ukiuk smiled as her little baby Chaska gurgles in happiness. Tenderly, she kiss his forehead as she rocks him back and forth.
"My brave little warrior..." she muttered.
"U-Um opo! N-nice to meet you." he stutters as he shook their hands. The man's red eyes... has he seen that before?
Chaska cooed as Napayshni plays with him. Normally children shrank from his eyes but his little Chaska is never scared, in fact he loves his eyes.
"P-puh..p-a...papa!" Napayshni kissed him as he shouts in happiness. His son's first word!
Short chappie is short sigh..
