Kiku ran his fingers through his hair looking at the blank canvas before him. Ivan wanted a new painting by the end of the week…
The only problem, nothing was coming to mind. The Japanese man's friends Ludwig and Feliciano were even had nothing. Kiku sighed and looked out the window to the garden and suddenly had an idea.
…
"What is this?" Kiku shook slightly hearing the disappointment in the Russian's voice.
"I-I did not know what to paint, sir," he blushed looking at the painting of Jia, the servant of Taiwan decent, from behind smelling a flower.
"So where did you get this idea, da?"
"I-I rooked out the window, sir…"
Ivan looked between the painting and the window, "Very well…Send this to Bjord and Ravias to hang it somewhere not in the halls. Maybe in a room…"
A/N
This chapter is so short it's not funny… But I'm at such a writer's block atm…