After a few attempts and splinters, China had made it in the backyard, proceeding to find the back porch and go inside.
"Japan? Are you okay? ~Aru?" China slid open the paper door, stepping into the dark house. It reminded China of when Japan was in isolation; hence it was very hallowed and dim. He heard a whimper and he ran to Japan's bedroom.
"Is that you?"
He received no answer. Instead of a grown man, wrapped in blankets, China found a lump the size of a child under blankets.
"Nii-san, is that you?" The boy asked from under the blanket. He was speaking Ancient Chinese, which China hadn't spoken in forever.
"Yes, it is me, ~aru. What happened?"
The child Japan came out from under the blankets, still shaking. China wondered how long he had been like this. He was wearing his cleaning outfit; like magic, it was the perfect size. The kid looked at him before crying. He had never really been a 'physical contact person' even if he was scared, so China took the message to pick him up. He was so little and shaky in China's arms, muttering in Japanese and old Chinese.
"Where am I? This isn't home. I want to go back." The young Asian whispered.
China didn't answer; watching the boy. He had to hold an emergency meeting with G8. He wasn't a member, but he didn't want the whole world to know about Japan as a child. He was defenseless as a child and could be taken over easily. He stroked the boy's hair, calming him down as he observed the surroundings.
There was a duster on the ground: he must have been cleaning when he turned into a child. He probably lost all his present memory if he was willing to call China 'Nii-san', so the world around him was overly advanced. How was China to teach about it all while finding a way to fix this? He glanced at his brother, who was asleep, his cute, even breaths making the older nation want to squeal.
RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGG~
England growled and answered the phone. The paperwork was a lot more abundant than he expected. He reached over the desk to answer the phone, hoping it wasn't France again.
"Hello? This is the United Kingdom speaking."
"Ni Hao, Britain."
"Why did you call? Is Russia trying to take you over again?"
"No. I need to hold a G8 meeting, ~aru. Can you gather the others- I have Japan, ~aru."
"Sure, I'll do- wait! You're not in G8!"
The line was dead.
"It's okay; I didn't want to finish this work anyway."
