Konnichiwa! I forgot how long it'd been since I updated this so sorry about that! ^^' In this chapter there will be farewells, Japan, suggested NiChu and preparations for a long awaited reunion.
Tanoshimu!
"Ve~! Japan you're finally home!" Italy cheered.
"Konnichiwa Itary-san. You've become a very bright young man I see." Japan complimented.
"Japan! You knew about Italy being a boy?" England gasped.
"Of course." Japan smiled.
"Why didn't you tell me?" England snapped.
"Boys rove is so dokidoki..." Japan sighed.
England didn't quite know what dokidoki meant but that was Japan- he always came out with strange and odd words from his culture. And England was happy to have that back. Deep down, England had missed Japan more than anyone else- he was his best friend after all.
But in being best friends- England also knew that Japan wasn't there to stay. He wouldn't just permanently scar China and then return out of the blue. That was plain stupid- and England knew from experience that Japan was a very intellectual being.
"So Japan, why are you here?" England asked.
"Well... I have come to deriver a message of sorts..." Japan explained.
The two sat at the low table- England on one side and Japan on the other. Stood to England's left was Italy- now suited properly with a boy's light blue yukata and on England's right was China who looked more jittery and nervous than he usually was. Standing at the back of the room, leaning against the doorframe was Romano- arms folded and dressed in a non-oriental outfit, just like usual.
"As you know. I reft this house to go run my nation arone. However, rast month I received some... Visitors..." Japan explained.
"Ve~? What kind of visitors Japan?" Italy asked.
"Well... Many of them seemed rike forrowers, but one was a nation. He came to tell me that the wars and disputes in Europe have finarry calmed, and that Romano, Itary, Engrand and Canada may return home." Japan sighed.
"Who?" Romano scoffed at the mentioning of Canada.
"Oh R-Romano... You're really funny you know that? You know who I am really..." A soft voice whispered.
"Who are you?" A talking polar bear (who seemed to be floating in midair) questioned.
"I'm Canada!" The timid, still quiet voice snapped.
"Home?" England asked. "You mean... Back in Europe?"
"A-actually my home is in North-" Canada began.
"Hmph. That's weird. Coulda sworn someone besides the British jerk was talking." Romano smirked.
"Hai Engrand-san. Back in Europe. You can finarry return." Japan replied- ignoring Canada and Romano.
Europe... England had vague memories of that place. After all, his memories of China's house had occupied most of his memory. Fond memories of Italy, Romano- well not Romano because he was rather bitter most of the time but Canada and- well when Canada spoke, and China and Japan- even though he had left so long ago.
But he could recall vague snippets of things in Europe. He remembered an amazingly cool man clothed in mainly red and with tousled brown hair. Green eyes like his own sparkled in his mind- yes... An aura of impressiveness leaked from this man.
Then there was the other man. Long blond hair? No... That wasn't it, was it? Blue eyes? That wasn't it either... Was it? He was flamboyant, perverted- no that wasn't it either. All of these descriptions flowed into his head when he tried to think of this man, but they all contradicted with the one word that kept flooding back when he tried to think of him:
Frog.
England could remember others too. Like the woman with the long brown hair and always equipped with a handy frying pan. Then there was the posh man with the brown hair and glasses- England remembered him having a passionate love for music.
But there was one more. A country with dirty blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. On his head was a cutesy cowlick and on his face were a pair of half-rimmed silver spectacles. He was... His guardian right? No... He was more than that. He was...
"So Engrand-san, I think it would be a good idea to prepare your things as soon as possible. They will be back to take you home soon." Japan continued.
"I see. Thank you." England smiled.
Their little meeting finished and England stood up to leave the room. Japan stood up too and as he did, China flinched back slightly before politely bowing to his former kid brother.
"Th-thank you for your time-aru." China bowed.
"I see you still say aru all the time, you never change." Japan sighed.
"A-aiya..." China whimpered.
China quickly left the room before Romano had time to unfold his arms and stand up to leave. Canada slowly went to leave the room- but Romano pushed him aside and left before he could. The quiet nation was taken slightly aback by the rude act but he shook it off and left along with Italy. England looked back to Japan and the two couldn't help but smile.
"Japan, it's been so long." England grinned.
"It certainry has Engrand-kun. But I think it's been much ronger since you rast saw... Him..." Japan smiled.
"Hm? Who are you referring to?" England asked.
"Ah. My aporogies, it appears you don't remember him well do you? Well he's certainry remembered you, so don't disappoint him when you finarry see him again." Japan explained.
"Well I haven't the foggiest idea who you're talking about Japan but it certainly is good to see you again. Tell me, will I be seeing you again soon after I return home?" England questioned.
"Well... I don't think so. After all, I am from the East, and you are from the West. It compricates things."
"Oh... It's just... I really missed you Japan and I'd hate to not see you again."
"I will arways be around Engrand-kun. I may visit Europe sometime soon so rook forward to it."
"Okay Japan. I will."
England bowed to Japan respectfully in an Eastern culture type of way and Japan bowed back. It was a formal goodbye- despite the two being extremely close friends. That was the way they liked it- not too personal, just a respectful goodbye.
"Zài jiàn! Have a safe trip-aru!" China called.
"Sayonara." Japan nodded.
It wasn't until this point that Japan and China realised they were standing directly beside each other. Upon realisation, the scene became awkward and the two stopped calling out to their friends. England couldn't help but frown because of their awkwardness. When he had first arrived, the two were much closer- England almost felt a slight hint of resentment to Japan for what he did, and he felt a slight amount of pity for China due to the injuries he had suffered on his back.
Brothers and guardians certainly must be a burden. I suppose Japan just couldn't take it. I'm glad I don't have to suffer through something like that. I wonder... If I had something like that, would I too rebel?
But these thoughts weren't much to be dwelled upon. After all, England had no brother or guardian to worry about... Right?
The ship began to sail away and both Canada and Italy found themselves frantically waving their fond goodbyes to the Eastern nations. Romano folded his arms and turned away as usual, but England could have sworn that he heard him mutter 'goodbye' under his breath. Slowly but surely, what had been their home for so long was finally slipping away, fading into the horizon. England desperately wanted to go back: it was his home! What was so good about Europe anyway?
"W-well this is where I get off..." Canada whispered, hugging his polar bear tightly.
"I'll see you some other time Canada." England waved.
"Yes... Thank you England. I'm so glad I was able to protect you for so long. I know that I'm meant to be your territory but I really feel like I did a good job protecting you..." Canada smiled.
"Yes... You did Canada." England muttered.
"Really? I'm so glad... Well then, see you."
Then Canada departed and Italy waved him off with cries of 've' and 'ciao'. Romano turned away, not paying any attention to Canada whatsoever and keeping his arms folded tight. England waved him goodbye, even though he could barely see the Canadian nation anymore.
And he hadn't even passed the horizon.
"Ve~ I suppose this is where we leave you England!" Italy beamed.
"Yes I believe that is so Italy." England sighed.
"Well take-a care of yourself England!" Italy instructed.
"Yes yes I will. You two take care of yourselves too. It would be nice if we could meet again soon for tea or something." England suggested.
"Ve~! That would be wonderful! Wouldn't it big brother?" Italy asked.
"...It wouldn't be that bad..." Romano mumbled.
"Huh? What did you say fratello?" Italy tilted his head in question.
"I-I said that would be terrible! I never wanna see that awful scone-loving jerk ever again!" Romano snapped.
"I must say, I really will miss you Romano." England chuckled.
Romano's anger increased upon hearing the obvious British sarcasm and a smile was suddenly brought to the man's face: it always put him in a lighter mood when he was winding up Romano. Yes, he'd certainly have to meet up with the Italies again to do just that.
In the harbour...
"Ohonhon... I bet you are excited, non?" Asked the flamboyant Frenchman.
"Lay off it France. It ain't none of your business what I'm feelin'." His obvious American companion muttered.
The two looked like a pair of very contrasting characters. The one on the left was a fabulous looking blond haired Frenchman with gorgeous silky blond hair and glimmering blue eyes like the mighty sea. He was dressed attractively, with clothes that made him stand out amongst the people in the harbour: purple cloak/cape and red pantaloons- always the best way to be spotted.
Then there was the other man. He was dressed rather casually (what one would almost refer to as sloppy) and his dirty blond hair was messed up slightly by the slight ocean breeze. He wore a plain brown coat and underneath that was more casual attire. His unusual disobedient flick of hair stood proudly atop his head and on his face were a pair of silver glasses. The man's hands were tucked away into his pockets and he was leaning slightly to the one side in a casual manner. Specifically, it was the side furthest away from his companion.
"It 'as been so long since we last saw Angleterre. I wonder 'ow cute 'e is now?" France chuckled.
"I can still picture him as that adorable little pirate cowboy on the day the war broke out." America sighed.
After years of waiting, America would finally be reunited with his brother. The day they had separated had been painful for him, but at last they would be together again. And although such a long time had passed, he could still picture England's innocent face and he could still remember that fateful promise he had made so long ago...
As long as you're my brother, I'll always be there to protect you!
And as long as you're my brother then I know that I have nothing to fear!
"England... I hope you're faith still is in me and that you still remember that promise we made so long ago..."
Awww... Not looking good for America is it? Will England remember America? Has he forgotten that promise? Will France ever molest Iggy? ...In fact, scratch that last part because I don't want to see France give us an answer.
Right now I need to say something important: as of now, England is back in Europe. Eventually this story shall reach its climax but until then we have time for cute fluffy USUK moments- and quite frankly, I'm stumped. So! Are there any characters, scenarios or moments that you would like to see? Leave your answer in a review and please make suggestions, otherwise there might not be another update for a while.
Remember to review! As long as you're my reviewer, I'll always update! The next update might take awhile because next week is actually my birthday week but I'll try and update sometime soon!
Sayonara minna-san!
~Neko