Chapter eleven: memory
"Teacher! I found berries!~" A young Hong Kong grinned up at China. Mouth stained red from the berries, and hands full of slightly squished currants.
"Teacher." Hong Kong stated simply, frowning at China's sleeping figure, wondering what on earth could have made him chuckle like that in his sleep.
"Ah, Hong Kong. See that baby Panda?" China pointed in to the thick Bamboo thickets, wrapping an arm around Hong Kong's body.
"Y-Yeah… the one without a mummy…" Hong Kong whispered, eyes watering with pity for the lonely cub.
"No… it isn't without a mother." China explained gently, pointing now slightly above the cub. Hidden by branches, and bamboo, a lumbering figure climbed steadily down the girth of a tree, food secured in her jaws.
"See. The cub isn't alone. Only waiting."
"Kyah~" China murmured in his sleep, rolling on to his stomach.
Hong Kong let out a gentle sigh, and crouched down beside him. "Teacher…" he shook his shoulder in a bid to get China to stir.
"Ch-China!~" Hong Kong wailed, clutching his arm in pain.
"AH! Hong Kong! What happened?!" China all but shrieked, taking in Hong Kong's now deformed right arm.
Tears streaming down from his huge eyes, all Hong Kong did was wail louder.
"Here. Bite." China held a stick in front of Hong Kong's face.
Wondering, he obediently did as he was told. And felt ready to faint as China took hold of his injured arm. There was a loud crack as China popped the bone in place, and a fresh wave of tears poured from Hong Kong's eyes.
Still sleeping, China half glomped Hong Kong and pulled him back down with him, wrapping his arms around Hong Kong's torso.
"Um… Teacher..?" Hong Kong squirmed in his grasp, trying to figure out how to escape as he realised that nothing would wake China up.
China fiddled with Hong Kong's soft hair, fireworks still going off in the distance like a lullaby. Feeling completely at ease with Hong Kong's warmth pressed against his chest, China soon followed Hong Kong to sleep.
Snuggling up against Hong Kong, China let out a contented sigh. Giving in, and letting himself be cuddled, Hong Kong relaxed in the awkward hug.
So yeah, I kinda feel that this one was better, anyway, can you please review and tell me any and all thoughts? Thanks~! 3
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