Hey guys, I'm back! I've been really busy lately and I'm going to try to get this out before friday's over. I'm going on ANOTHER FAMILY TRIP. Anyway, I had to fix some spelling and history errors/ notes, but that's all done. I just want to let y'all know that I still have one more add-on open to add to the end of a chapter. I chose each of those carefully with my band in mind. I always knew that no matter whatever shit was going on in my life, if I could go to that room, everything would be ok. I have hope that everything will be ok with them, I have family there that I can lean on, and they've always been a huge comfort. I once had a guy dump me gently, it still hurt, sure, but I didn't actually cry until Band class (my third block) because I knew that people would be there to comfort me.
Reviews:
Hoppy854: I'm glad you liked the chapter, but the second part, I really have no idea how to respond to except to smile awkwardly in all honest. But otherwise, thanks!
AnonChan1: Thank them indeed! WE MUST. BUT WITH WHO ELSE. Anyway, I am taking a huge risk with the Roman choir thing and I hope it doesn't go too far. I really hate various parts of history so much. MY LIFE GOAL IS TO GIVE PEOPLE FEELINGS. I KNOW WE'VE DISCUSSED THIS, BUT I SAY OVERRULED. NO. And thank you!
A FIRST BIT FROM AN EPISODE FROM THE ACTUAL ANIME. HOLY SHIT, IT'S HERE. WHAT DO I DO- OH. I do not own hetalia! It's from episode 16 from season 1, and just a few minutes long, but it's still there.
Old Japanese
Flashback
Middle Persian
Jun smiled at the small girl standing next to her. The brunette played with a small silk ball the woman had gotten for her, attempting to ignore what had happened merely days ago.
The auburnette grinned as the boat drifted lazily into the Japanese harbor, happy to feel the cool air seep through her hair. A small nation stared blankly at her on the dock and blinked slowly, "Why are you here?" Jun shrugged and stepped off the wooden vessel.
"Felt like I had to. Is there anything going o-"
"No," Japan said bluntly as he began to walk away.
The woman laughed and ran after him, "Fine. Is there anything I can do?"
He glanced at her with calculating eyes and frowned, "I guess. Follow me." She frowned and trailed behind him until they reached a nearby village. A child's crying could be heard, but the adults seemed to ignore it. The immortals followed the sounds until they reached a small tree with a tiny child crying underneath it. Japan came and sat on the ground across from her and Jun stood passively behind him. As much as she wanted to hug the child, she knew better than to disrespect a nation's customs and scare everyone. "Momoko-san?"
The girl looked up with tears streaming down her face in a familiar pain that Jun instantly recognized. "Y-Yes, Big Brother?" His face remained passive as he looked up to the auburnette. The woman nodded and kneeled down, holding a hand out.
"Hello, little one." Momoko had ended up coming with Jun as a new ward of hers' and quickly got over her parents' deaths.
Currently, China was grinning as he also cooed over the child, "She is so cute!"
"She is. Can you watch her for a bit? I really hate to ask this, but I need to go help Ja-"
He smiled and pushed her out the door, "Jun, I've got this. Go help with the rice." The woman smiled and ran off. China sighed happily and turned around to the smaller girl. "Hello! I'm China! I'll tell you an old tale today."
Jun laughed from the doorway, "It's not that old! It happened a week ago!" It was true. It was August 8th, a complete week from when the tale happened. Her friend squawked and pointed a finger at the door playfully.
"Go, young one!"
She stuck her tongue out, "You're only 2000 years older than me, but that does not make me a kid!"
"Go!" Momoko giggled and bounced the ball happily in front of her. It was stuffed thickly with bits of everything imaginable, making it a very firm ball. "I was walking through the forest one day, talking to myself, when I saw a small child speaking to your guardian. I knew this child, but Jun Fu decided to be funny." The child laughed again and China smiled. "She asked me who I was. I introduced myself, offering my help, and asked her who the child and her were. She began to say something, but Japan cuts her off, playing with the game. 'The Son of Heaven where the sun rises, to the Son of Heaven where the sun sets, may good health be with you.' How rude! He and his emperor actually had the nerve to greet me like that!" Momoko laughed happily and China cooed, picking her up and spinning her around.
Momoko was clutching tightly to her ball as she stared at the tall man that stared back at her. The large ahoge bounced on top of his head with every breath as he blinked curiously at her. "Girl, who is this?"
Neylan blinked and looked over at Persia as he stared down at her ward, "Sasa, leave her alone. I couldn't leave her behind, so when you asked me to come-"
"Well I didn't know you had a child with you! I'm not going to ask you out there and leave her-"
"I know. I'd be fine staying here with Momoko." Persia nodded and ran a hand through his hair. "We're fine, Sasanian. We've had a long trip, so could we all just go-"
The man nodded without hesitation, "Of course. Let's go!" As always, the members of the family gathered together for the night. Momoko clutched her mother's tunic and the women fell asleep quickly. Persia smiled at the two and crept out of bed. "Good night, Girl." He strapped on his weapons and walked out the door to join his war.
Neylan opened her eyes as he left through the door and let her face fall as a few tears slipped out of her eyes. It had been his first time leaving without a word and she didn't know why.
The news that would reach her ears told her had reclaimed a strip of land that ran towards Constantinople in into 617, even though he lost at the battle of Dhi Qar in 609. He hadn't returned home yet, but it just made his friend sad and angry at the same time. It was unusual and it was breaking her heart when she realized how long nations were gone in war.
By 617, Momoko had just turned fourteen, and Neylan was beginning to worry. Her child wasn't getting any taller than her 4'3" height and it was beginning to worry the parent. Concerned, she sent a messenger pigeon to Persia and went off to China to speak to him over the problem. The two left early in the summer, but made a pit stop at Japan's first. Jun would never forgive herself during this trip.
They stopped by Japan's home and it had been nice to see a familiar face. "Hello Momoko-chan, how are you?" The nation greeted as they were let in. The girl smiled happily.
"I am good. Mother is not doing as well. She's been..." Jun looked at her daughter and shook her head lightly. The brunette offered a small smile in apology and the older returned the motion. "May I go play, Mother?" The auburnette looked up and nodded.
"Sure. Do you want your ball, little one?" Momoko clapped happily and nodded. Jun reached into her bag and got out the new ball. It still had its flowery silk cover, but the insides had been replaced by a wooden sphere to help it bounce and float. The teen grabbed it and walked outside. "Momoko, hold on a minute, ok?" The girl blinked and nodded in confusion. "Japan, do we need to know anything?" He shook his head and walked deeper into the home. Jun sighed and walked out with her daughter.
"Mother?"
"I might leave you here, little one, if China can make his way over here." Tears sprung to the brunette's eyes and they stopped. "I know I can leave you here with your big brother and you will be perfectly fine. Can you promise me something?" Momoko hummed, gripping the ball in her hands. "Can you keep an eye on Japan for me?"
"Yeah, I can do that, Jun," Momoko cried, speeding into the distance. Her mother opened her mouth, but let her run off. She needs to blow off some steam. Jun turned around and walked back to the house. That was her first mistake.
When she got back to Japan's place, the woman bunked down for the night and let herself trust Momoko. That was her second and final mistake. Rubbing her eyes in the morning, Jun took note of the empty spot next to her and panicked. "Japan, did little one come home last night?" The boy's eyes widened and it was enough of an answer.
"MOMOKO!" She screamed, running in the direction she had parted ways with her daughter. "MOMOKO!" The screaming didn't help and eventually, Jun reached a nearby creek and sat in front of a large pond. The reeds swayed gracefully and a log bobbing in the water caught her attention, but from her own experience, Jun knew it wasn't a log. She screamed and dove into the water.
A scaled hand tugged at her ankle and Jun attempted to kick it away without hitting her friend. The kappa frowned and dragged her back to the shore. "Miss, wait here, I will get her-"
"MOMOKO!" The sand clung to her clothes as she crumbled and Mr. Kappa gave her a sad smile before he slid into the water and brought over the 'log'. Momoko's body was face down in the water and when se was turned over, her face was swollen and her hair clung to her face tightly. "No, little one. Momoko..."
A cold hand rested itself on her shoulder, but when Jun checked the aura of the person first, it wasn't like an aura she had ever experienced. It was faint and constantly flickering. When Jun looked over her shoulder, it was gone. "I am so sorry, little one," She cried. Mr. Kappa, a friend of her and Japan's, explained that a friend of his had seen Momoko had gone to sit by the river to mope, but dropped her ball in the water. She went to go get it before it went too far, but she slipped in and fell into a deep patch. Momoko had never learned how to swim and her clothes dragged her down enough for her to not come back up during the night.
Japan found her hours later, sitting in front of the tree they found her at with a fresh grave in front of her.
Welp, back to sadness... Sorry guys. I'm sorry this was so rushed too, but I was not prepared to deal with this chapter. Thanks to AnonChan1 for proofreading!
