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Yao woke up the next day in his bed, with a terrible pain in his head and a neck that felt as if it had been tied in a knot and stamped on repeatedly by elephants. To make it worse, he could not even sit up thanks to his bad back.
"Aiya…" He groaned, pitying himself ever so slightly. "What on earth happened, aru?"
Lazily, his hand felt around the bed side table, searching for his hair band. Instead, it found the mirror and Yao did a sudden double take. His face was glazed with sweat; his eyes were blood shot; and most of all, there was what seems like a snake bite on the side of his neck.
Eye wide, memories flooded his mind, shocking him awake-
"Yao-hyung!" A familiar voice abruptly shouted- no, screamed right outside his room, causing Yao to give a barely audible yelp. "It's BREAKFAST time, da-ze!" The door was kicked open and Korea excitedly barged into the room, "WAKE UP!"
Immediately, a dark cloud formed on top of Yao's already hurting head.
"Morning, Yong Soo," the elder nation signed with a twitch mark. "If the door breaks, you'll have to pay for it, aru."
"Ah, don't be so grumpy, da-ze," Korea's smile was blinding. "Guess what!"
"What?" Yao pulled the covers over his head. "It's breakfast time, aru?"
"Nah," Korea declared. "Only five days 'til Christmas, da-ze!"
"Sooo, aru?"
"Have you brought any presents, Yao? Where have you hidden them, eh? Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!~ Oh, by the way, I don't want your breasts this year, brother-"
The world instantly became sunnier.
"- since I own them already anyway, da-ze! So, how about -"
Yao didn't like to admit, even to himself, that he was sometimes a little scared of Yong Soo, especially when he becomes hyper, but if he was honest, he would have to admit that he was. However, knowing Japan, the island nation was probably even more terrified. Bless his poor soul, aru…
"Stop right there, aru, and just help me sit up…"
Cue super non-existent breast conquering. "All right, da-ze!"
"AIYA!"
As Yao struggled to get the immature nation off him, neither of them noticed someone slip inside.
"Hem hem," the person cleared his throat politely. "Am I… interpreting something important?"
Now sitting up, Yao squeezed his lips together, turning his head away. "Opium," he greeted coldly, his mood switching in a blink of an eye. "Korea, go. I'll be down in a few minutes, aru." His hands were clenched into fists and his voice hard, leaving Yong Soo no choice but to leave.
"Hmmp!" Korea glared at England as he purposely knocked their shoulders together. "Watch it, England."
Biting his lips, annoyed, Arthur looked back at Yao and a brief fondness flashed across his eyes, eyes with a hint of crimson hidden behind the green. "Are you feeling okay?"
Yao's amber eyes narrowed with distrust. "No, I am NOT okay, ahen. Tell me, what exactly are you?" He pointed an accusing finger straight at the blonde. "Are you a Jiang shi?"
"Jiang shi? What's that-?"
Waving a dismissive hand, Yao answered, "It is what you Westerners call 'Vampires'."
"Yes, I suppose I am," Arthur said.
It was hard to see what he was thinking. His words seemed to spread and hover in the room, making the temperature drop. Yao's mouth was as thin as Arthur had ever seen it, as the Chinese man thought over the new information.
"Yao?"
"No, stop. Arthur…please, just stay away from me, ahen… Especially, from my family…" China shook his head. "You don't have to worry about me revealing your secret, aru…"
With a flash, Arthur flew across the room and grabbed Yao's hand pleadingly. "N-no, Yao, that's not what I meant- Look, I'm really sorry about yesterday. I really am!" He threw his hands up. "I wasn't thinking about what I was doing and I am SORRY! Your blood just tasted so good-"
"My BLOOD, AHEN?" cried Yao, pushing England off the bed. "You're interested in my blood?"
Scrambling off the floor as fast as possible, Arthur begged, "Please, Yao, hear what I have to say! You- you-you're my mate!"
"Mate, aru?"
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Grumbling to himself, Korea seized the nearest tray of food and began pilig them onto his plate, watched wistfully by Taiwan.
"…Evil eyebrows…taking away Aniki's attention…deserve to rot in hell…da-ze."
"Anything wrong?" Taiwan asked, giving Korea a weird look. "Your curl seems to be a little…sad." She glanced around. "Hey, where's the old man? I thought you were getting him?"
"In his room, da-ze," Korea growled, biting into a bun. "Talking to England."
"You idiot!" Taiwan jumped up from her chair, knocking it over and smacking Korea's head swiftly with a loud, painful crack. "Why did you leave him alone with that Jiang Shi?"
"Go, get Hong! We're going to rescue Yao-ge!"
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