author's note:
This is the bad ending, this ending is based on the ending of Romeo and Juliet
Chapter 3: Almost
it`s been years since he last saw England, Japan was now seated in his office reviewing the papers and reports he received. He just got back from another meeting with the axis and he has to finish his paper work. He took out his silver pocket watch and checked the time it was already 8:45 pm.
"I wonder if Arthur-san has eaten yet?" he asked himself, in London it should be about 12 or 1 there.
He let himself think about his ex-Lover, he can`t help but remember his warm breath, his soft hands, his sweet voice and his gem like eyes, his honey coloured hair which was so soft that he can`t help but grip them when they`re making out, his soft lips touching his, his warm body that`s covered in his green uniform. Japan missed the Briton very much, but there's nothing he can do.
"Where are you...my Romeo...?"
England was getting ready for training camp, he adjusted his tie and straightened his uniform, he picked up a certain bottle of cologne and sprayed some on him, and the sweet fragrance tickled his nostrils. A certain Asian gave it to him so he treasures it always. He can`t help but remember the last time he saw him, his Raven black hair was wet and so was his chest, the sun only made his hair even more shinier almost like silk, his deep and large chocolate brown eyes makes him more cute, his Pale white skin and thin body makes it even more difficult to tell if he was a boy.
"My poor Juliet...I wonder how are you doing?"
The last time they made love was still fresh in his mind, the sweet sound of his lover`s moans never fails to turn him on, his sweating body and his thin frame giving him more feminine features, his soft lips and his messy black hair was still fresh in the Briton`s mind.
"After this war I'm taking you away my Fair Juliet"
It was raining hard and the Axis was slowly falling, they land was burnt down of its trees, blood and mud cover the land and so does soldiers, dead or alive there were soldiers, gun powder and smoke filled the air. The war was tough and the Axis are having a hard time remaining strong, and the allies didn`t have much luck either.
"Alright Japan you go to the east side...Italy northern side and I`ll take west" Germany explained, Japan listened carefully "right tomorrow we go with the plan, take a good rest everyone"
Japan walked casually to his tent, he could still remember how England would light his flash light as a sign that he`s there to pick him up and they would spend the night together in each other`s embrace. He wiped a tear and went inside his tent
"Aishiteru Arthur-san...I`ll be waiting..."
England was staring at the roof of his tent, tomorrow they`ll be attacking the axis, America said that he`ll take care of Japan while he could take on Germany. He sighed and turns to his side, he pulled out from under his pillow a small picture, his black hair and chestnut brown eyes are wide in shock, it must be a stolen shot. England sighed and kissed the photo.
"Wait for me Kiku..."
Japan wore his clean white uniform; he straightened it and combed his raven black hair. it`s the day he`ll battle with the allied and the day he`ll get to see England again. He took his pocket watch from the small jewellery box and placed it in his shirt pocket. He was all set and ready to go, he picked up his Katana and left his tent.
England straightened his green uniform, he wore his black gloves and tucked his green pants in his black boots, and he reloaded his pistol and also brought extra bullets. He sighed and stared at the mirror, suddenly the image of a certain Asian appeared in the mirror and out of despair he hit the mirror with his pistol.
"Don`t remind me!" he yelled "Kiku...I love you but it has to be done" he left the shattered pieces of glass and headed out of his tent to be greeted by America.
"Yo...mornin` Iggy" he said but the other did not reply just walked passed him "you still love him don`t you?"
He stopped his tracks and looked back at the American "what do you think..." he turned his head and continued his walking.
England was to battle Germany; he looked at the German in raged. He was holding his pistol at hand and glared at his enemy. The German was holding his gun and waiting for the other to attack.
"how`s Kiku?" he asked the man.
The German looked at him for a while before replying "he`s doing fine..."
"I see...but I can`t say the same for you..." he charged at the German and the German braced himself for what will come.
The Japanese man started into the empty land he was given, no one was around except if you count dead bodies as somebody that is. He sat on the ground and began to reminisce about his Lover. He was disturbed when he heard a twig snap, he turned his head to see the blond American staring at him.
"Japan...please give up this war..." he begged but his efforts were futile.
"No...I will not dishonor my country" he said flatly keeping an eye on the American.
America sighed and rubbed his temples, "I`m forced to do it...I`m sorry" he took out something from his pocket, it looks like a radio and he whispered something on to it.
"I have no time for this!" Japan charged at the America, he was only able to cut at his arm when he felt sheering pain in his stomach, he put a hand onto of it and there was blood. "what did you-" he felt the pain again this time on his left leg, again there was blood also he felt as if those parts of his body was burning, he heard the screams and saw images of his people screaming, his head hurt and he started to cough off blood.
England has just finished with Germany when he went to catch up to America, The German was brought to the allied base for treatment and interrogation, his Italian allied was already there and now he`s headed for the east, about half an hour later his eyes widen in shock as he saw his ex-colony covered in scars but that`s not the worst part, his Lover was limping trying to attack the other nation, there was a large stain of blood on his stomach and left leg but there are some scratches.
America dodges another swing and he watch the other nation fall to his knees "you`re still strong..."
"I won`t allow myself to lose!" he spat out breathing heavily.
"Fine have it your way!" he pointed his pistol to the nations chest and shoot.
"AMERICA!" England yelled running to the Asian and used his own body as a shield, he was hit right on the heart and fell to the ground.
Both nations stared in shock as England lay there coughing blood, Japan knelled down and rested the Briton`s head on his lap.
"Baka!" he started to cry "Baka! Why? Why did you do that!"
"Because...I love you..." was all he said before he shut his eyes.
The Japanese panicked the other does not have a pause "Arthur! Arthur!" he yelled "this isn`t funny please wake up! Please!" even how much he begged the other didn`t wake up.
The American only stared at the two, tears running down his face.
japan stopped yelling and laid the Briton`s head lightly on the ground, he kissed his dead lover`s lips before picked up his Katana and pointing it on his own chest, the American ran to his side trying to stop him.
"Wait iggy wouldn`t want this!"
"Arthur-san said he`d follow me if I ever die and I`ll follow him if he dies!" he yelled as he remembered that promise.
"I don`t want our love to end that way" he murmured.
"and it won`t, I love you and that`s all that matters" he said as he kissed the other`s lips.
"I love you too..."
"You know Kiku...They love each other so much that they risked their lives just to be together...if you ever die I will follow" he said kissing the other.
"And I will to you"
A single tear run down his face as he stabbed himself with his own sword piecing his heart, he lay next to the other nation smiling at him.
"Aishiteru...Arthur-san" was the last thing the American heard the Japanese man say.
FIN
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I do not own hetalia nor Romeo and Juliet
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