Day 39- Childhood Friend
Despite this being a prompt I've incorporated in other chpters, here we go!
I do not own Hetalia!
There's been many steps along this journey, many steps along this centuries-long road that stretches back as far as both nations can remember.
Hills, valleys, even a fall down a well or two. Rough and rocky, or smooth with paving, it's a road they've always followed.
And the longest mile, the earliest, the first, was from childhood.
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He's someone I've known forever- someone who's always been around. We've been friends since we were children, we've been close beginning then. Our cords of life, his yellow, mine blue, have always been twined together. The braid started then, our games and laughter set the intricate foundations of our relationship.
I've loved him in some way that long, romantic or as a brother and best friend. In that step of our journey together, that longest chapter was when we were childhood friends.
Because I've always loved him.
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He's somebody I've known for forever and a day. He's in most of my earliest memories- the mementos I have from those sun-filled days are full of him. His colors and mine, the rivers of photos and stillshots and memories have met since then, and merged into one river, as all streams do. The waters started merging then- the afternoons in bamboo forests and running through sweet-smelling meadows- it started the seamless mix.
He was my brother then, one of those precious, precious people who were beloved to me from the beginning- from the start. And from the first time I'd taken his hand, that happy, longest, most important time, was when we were childhood friends.
I've always loved him, you see.
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He glances over to the man he's holding hands with, and smiles. Their story reminds him of fiction, of the books and pretty pictures that can't even start to show the bonds forged during the innocence and purest love of children.
Yong-Soo squeezes that hand as he smiles, and Kiku looks over, reading chestnut eyes with an unfathomable gaze.
But slow as the sun, a smile rises on his face, and it's the usually quiet nation who puts the thought to words.
"Childhood friends..." He says, and leans his head against Korea's shoulder.
That's what we were, and still are.
...Um...hi?
Please put the pitchfork down? I'm really really sorry! I know, it's short!
My aunt doesn't have internet connection... so this is one of my first touches of the internet in months!
Obsessed-Language-Freak: Don't I know that too well... Yes. Well, yeah, I don't blame him. I like knowing where I stand with people, too. Standing out kinda scares me. ^_^UUU Ah, well, it was a random thing, you know. I think that cleaning is pretty tasking manual labor, and things like that make you think too much about things you'd rather not, etc. etc. Thank you for reviewing, as always.
Guest: Why, thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed! Thanks for the review!
Artemis1000: TT^TT Well, I figured that not evil Japan would make it angstier, and I like Japan. So I'm glad you liked it! Thank you for reviewing!
mikamilk: Hiya! Thank you very much. I'm glad you give such thought to each chapter. *smiles* It is a bit sad, isn't it? I hope you enjoy the rest of it all!