Pregnancy

Prussia- Six months
Italy- Seven months

"Hey! China texted you!" Hong Kong looked up from his staring contest with his five month old daughter, two pairs of light brown eyes turning to Iceland. He wore one of Hong Kong's shirt, which actually fit him but was only a bit baggy at his shoulders. He waved his phone at Hong Kong as he walked in the room, tossing the phone at the Asian nation and scooped down picking up the five month old, her hair still growing and she though she had the blank face of her father her lips smiled at him as her tiny fists twisted into his shirt.

"Do I need to text him back? Hong Kong sighed out then as he leaned back into the couch. "I'd rather get the monster down for a nap and make love with you."

"Do you have to be like that?" Iceland snapped as he blushed, his eyes narrowed at the male, turning on his heel to go to the kitchen to get the baby her formula. He was planning on weening her. Eventually.

"Fine I'll text him back!" Hong Kong huffed out as if it was a huge big thing and Iceland nodded before disappearing from the room and from the view of Hong Kong's gaze. He actually sulked for just a minute before unlocking the screen of his phone and opened up his texts, a few from Japan and a few from Taiwan.

Tai: Hey! Jia! You'll never guess it! I talked to Japan and China, then I talked to Macau and he agreed! Oh my god, Jia, Viet and I are gonna be parents! Text back!

"Good for her." He mumbled when he got to the one from China, sighing at what stupid reminder he would send and his eyes lightly widened as he jumped up walking to the door as he looked for his shoes. "Emil! Where are my shoes?"

"By the door! Why?" He shouted back from the kitchen with soft suckles and grunts coming from Sunneva, her light brown eyes focused up on Iceland as he walked out from the kitchen towards the front door and hovered in the living room door way. "What's wrong?"

"China sent me a text that he was going to the hospital, that he was bleeding and he's scared for the baby. I gotta go and make sure he's completely okay." He hurriedly said when he finally located his shoes sliding them on and grabbed his coat sliding it on over the plain shirt he wore, which so happened to be Iceland's, and leaned in pecking Iceland's lips. "Meet me there in a bit, take your car. I'd bring you but I don't have time to set up her car seat."

"I understand. Whether it's DNA or not he's your older brother, you need to go to him. I'll behind you after I finish feeding her." Iceland replied as he watched Hong Kong nodded sharply before grabbing his car keys from the little peg and opened the door stepping out and shutting it behind him. Iceland then felt anxiety burst in tiny bubbles in his chest as he softly squished Sunneva against his chest.

Sure, he and Hong Kong weren't married and were simply boyfriends but Iceland..well, he surprisingly liked China! He was happy for the older Nation when he announced his pregnancy and yet this was a scary situation. Almost like what happened with Finland and Italy's miscarriage. He looked down at his daughter who stared up intensely, sucking down her formula fast as if understanding the urgency and he turned to go up the stairs.

He had to keep hope everything would be okay and that he'd be right behind Hong Kong in minutes. He just hoped his boyfriend would be alright with the panic he'd seen, even if the Asian nation tried to keep it hidden Iceland saw it. How his light brown eyes seemed bright, face nearly pale, with his anxiety and worry even if his face was emotionless.

Plus, Hong Kong never shouted. Ever.

"I need to hurry." Iceland mumbled softly as he climbed the stairs quickly with Sunneva whining as if sensing her mother's anxiety and she twisted her tiny fist into his shirt.

"Japan!" The black haired man looked up in a jerking motion at the sound of Hong Kong's voice. Hong Kong noted his nephews slumped on the little couch that ever hospital seemed to have, Xiong sleeping with his head back and Chiyo cuddled into his side.

"Jia." Japan looked so distressed, sounded it, that his face nearly crumpled out of it's normally smooth composure and Hong Kong did the next surprising thing. He threw his arms around Japan and hugged him, feeling stiffly uncomfortable but Japan appreciated it it seemed.

"How is he?" Hong Kong asked pulled back a bit embarrassed as he stared at Japan who's dark, tired eyes met his then looked down. He felt something in his stomach drop and he pulled his phone out. "Does Taiwan know? Vietnam? How about South Korea?"

"Hai. They are coming shortly and or on their way." Japan whispered then as his fingers twisted in together as Hong Kong watched him. How did it feel worse than when Emil went into his scary labor with Sunneva? "I can't believe I left him."

"It's not your fault." Hong Kong insisted while some part of his mind marveled at where this strange new Hong Kong was coming from. He stared at Japan who bit his lip and looked down again as he sat down and he dropped down next to him.

"It is. He wasn't feeling well, I didn't see the signs of premature labor. None of them. And I knew how sick he was but he said he was fine!" Japan had tears gathering in his eyes as Hong Kong looked at him, light brown eyes seeking Japan's browns but the nation refused to look back as he stared at his hands instead. "I had some foolish hope he'd be strong enough for the birth of our baby and it was my fault. I shouldn't have let him do it!"

"Kiku!" Hong Kong looked up at Taiwan running, her feet slapping the floor hard even through her shoes, cheeks flushed. "Where is he? How is he? Where's the baby? Did it-"

"Xiao." Hong Kong interrupted as he looked at Taiwan then stood up when tears filled her eyes turning the brown to a near gold color with the water in her eyes. He sighed and lightly patted her shoulder, the urge to hug no longer there, but she stared at him hopefully.

"He's in a room. They're stitching him up," Japan whispered then catching their attention and Hong Kong swallowed nervously as he listened for more. "The baby made it. I just can't watch him, unable to breath on his own, being stitched up."

"Have you gone to see the baby?" Taiwan asked as she spoke hesitantly, eyes still wet when she saw her two nephews sleeping and felt her heart ache.

"No. I haven't had the strength too." Japan quietly said as he then noticed a hand come into his view and looked up in surprise at Hong Kong. He put his hand in his and was tugged to his feet.

"Come on. I have some time before Emil comes and we be a family with South Korea and Viet. I'll go with you to see her." He said walking to the nurses station, Japan stuttering and Taiwan sat next to Chiyo and Xiong delicately, barely stirring them. He approached the desk, asked where the delivery room was.

After that it appeared like flashes on a camera, walking to see his niece and the only real thing being his hand in Japan's. He was curious to see his niece as he walked up to the large window that looked in at the babies when he looked to see a sign that said Wang. He fought the urge to snicker then and noticed Japan's lips twitching, as if he was fighting laughter then even if his eyes were tired.

"Let's go in. We got permission, after all." Hong Kong tugged him to the door on the far right with gentle pulls to keep the Japanese man walking and he reached out, once he reached the door, grabbing the knob twisting and pushing it open. He tugged Japan over to that small clear crib and let go when Japan froze just five steps shy of it, as if unable to bring himself closer. Huh. Look at that.

"Look at what?" Japan asked making Hong Kong realize he spoke out loud when he reached down touching the tiny curl at the base of her neck, reminding him of the one China had when his hair was tied up and it made the baby whine as if annoyed. He jerked when he realized her eyes were open, staring at him with displeasure but curious so intense for a new born he nearly laughed.

"She has a tiny curl like China." He stated with amusement for once in his voice as he stared at the infant who stared back. She was a complete duplicate of China, tiny half the size she should be with just two tubes in her pale skin that reminded him of paper and he stared at wide golden-brown eyes the exact color of China's. She was a cute, tiny female doll of China exactly. "She looks just like him."

"Really?" Japan took a few hesitating steps forward until he came to the tiny crib and he looked down only to gasp at the likeliness his daughter, his and China's, had to China. "Oh my!"

"You can touch her, ya know. I'll have a nurse come in." Hong Kong said to a now mute China as he walked out of the nursery and was just coming back to the nurses station when Iceland came bursting in with Sunneva whining unhappily in the maternity sling he had on across his chest. His wide violet eyes met Hong Kong's and walked right towards him with Sunneva wiggling.

"Is everything okay?" Iceland asked as he lightly bounced Sunneva's body lightly making the whining go down quietly. "Is the baby-"

"She's fine. Tiny thing seeing as she's only five months but she seems perfectly healthy. Strong. She just can't eat on her own and she seems to have a little problem with her breathing but that's it." Hong Kong said when he stepped forward and slumped letting his forehead touch Iceland's shoulder softly, closing his eyes. "China is on a ventilator, cause he can't breath on his own and is getting stitched up. They don't know when he'll wake up, hopefully soon, but his body is so exhausted he needs a lot of sleep."

"Oh, kærasti." Iceland murmured as he moved his arms around his shoulders and hugged him softly and kissed the side of his neck, burying his nose there as he nuzzled his boyfriend gently. He hugged him to him tight with Sunneva squirming, in typical four month old annoyance, making them both smile gently.

"I'm sure he'll pull through and he'll wake up. After all, this is China we're talking about. He's old but he's stubborn and strong." Hong Kong stated softly but couldn't help from anxious as he held onto his boyfriend, daughter whining and squirming. He sighed hoping that China woke up soon so he too could see just how adorably small and precious that baby was. He really hoped it happened soon. He just couldn't help but wonder how one small text changed his whole day and he hoped, again for the thousandth time in an un-Hong Kong like way, that things would be okay.