Hey everyone I'm back! I know that I took quite a long break there but man was I busy. So here is a request from Ayumi Kudou. Hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or the song
Song: Don't Stop Believing by Journey
Lichtenstein – Sisia Vogel
China - Yao Wang
"I forbid you from getting on that train."
"I am 18 now, Vash. You have no control over me."
"Maybe not over you, but I still control all of your money and you can't go anywhere without money."
The two blonde half siblings argued on the train platform. Sisia had hoped that by catching the midnight train she would be able to sneak away before her brother noticed. Unfortunately he had noticed and had caught up with her just as she reached the train stop. Now the two of them stood in a pool of light cast down by the only lamp on the platform.
After the untimely death of both of their parents a few months earlier Sisia's older brother, Vash, had taken over the parenting roll in her life. Though she loves him dearly the way her brother hovers over her makes her mad. She feels suffocated by the strangle hold that he has over every part of her life.
"I didn't want to tell you but I got a free ride scholarship to a college," Sisia sighed, as the train pulled up to the station causing a strong gust to blow around them.
"When? What college? I demand you tell me!"
"I'm sorry Vash," she said as she turned and stepped onto the train. She had not taken more than two steps in when Vash caught hold of her arm. She toppled to the ground.
"Let me go!"
"I promised Mom and Dad that I would take care of you. I can't do that if you aren't around," he cried as he tugged on her sleeve once more.
The train whistle blew in the distance and momentarily distracted them. During this distraction a man materialized out of the crowd. He came to a stop at Sisia. As Vash tried once more to pull Sisia form the train and the stranger intervened. Wrapping his arm softly around Sisia's waist he brought her to her feet and swung her out of Vash's reach just as the doors closed. Sisia looked at the stranger for a moment before thanking him and retreating down the train.
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
Yao looked around the restaurant. I had been a busy night. Like any other night Yao helped his siblings clean the dining room while his parents cleaned the kitchen. Also like every other night once all was clean Yao's parents called for a family meeting to discuss the events of the night and the plans for tomorrow.
"You all did well tonight. There are still things that need improvement but, overall you all did well tonight. So before we get into the negatives your father and I have some exciting news that we want to share with you all," she paused hoping for some sort of reaction that she did not get. "Okay, so we have decided that Yao is only months away from being ready to take over ownership of the restaurant."
All eyes turned expectantly to Yao. Who simply looked at them all and said "I don't want it."
"You don't what?!" His family looked at him in complete shock.
"I am 24 you can't expect me not to follow my dreams. And if you thought that my dream was to run a restaurant then you don't know me very well."
His mother took a deep centering breath and stated, "I will give you one chance to take all that back and agree to own the restaurant. But, this will be your only chance. If you still want to leave you may. If you leave, don't expect any help from us. You will be on your own. If you leave now you can never get this back."
"I understand. I accept anything that might happen to me as my problem and mine alone. Please give the restaurant to Xiang, Macau or Mei. They clearly want it more than I do. As for me I have already spoken to Uncle and he is going to let me work at his restaurant while I go to school. I leave tonight," he turned to his siblings, "Take care of your self's and take this restaurant to a new height. Make it more than the greatest Chinese restaurant in the city, make it the best in the state or even the country." He then turned to his parents, "Please find it in your heart to one day forgive me. Until then thank you for all that you have done for me over the years. It's time for me to follow my own path. Now I must go or I will miss my train." With that he gave hugged his family and without so much as a backwards glance he left.
He caught the midnight train out of the city and was just beginning to dose off when he was awoken by a commotion at the front of his train car. Curiously he made his way towards the crowd that was forming in the front of the car. Upon his arrival he saw a young girl fleeing someone who was standing outside of the train. He pushed his way to the front and stood for a moment at her head. When her attacker tried to pull her from the train again Yao leapt into action. He reached down and wrapped his arms around the girls' slender waist and brought her to her feet out of the reach of her attacker. They stood there for a moment before she untangled herself from his grasp and thanked him. Before Yao could say anything she disappeared down the length of the train.
A singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Months later Yao had adjusted well to his new life. He studied hard and spent most of his time at his uncles' restaurant. Unlike the restaurant that his parents owned his uncles' restaurant was more of a café mixed with a bar. His uncle encouraged other kids from the local college to come and show off their musical skills. Even Yao had performed a few times here. It was a great place to see if you truly enjoy performing. Plus the kids were allowed to keep and tip money that was given to them for their performance.
It was here that Yao found out exactly what he wanted to do with his life. He had just come back from a later class when he heard the voice that would inspire him to truly pursue a career in music. It flowed from the back room like a warm breeze. Each word vibrated within him. It was the most beautiful thing that he had ever heard.
He had to find the source of this voice. He followed it to the back of the restaurant where he saw a short blond standing on the stage. Her eyes were closed. Her red lips stood out against her pale skin. Her soft swaying caused her long braids to brush against the back of her light red dress. At that moment Yao thought that he had never seen anything more beautiful in his life. He also got an unexplainable hatred for her piano player. How could anyone who listened to that voice not want to complement it with the best music? Just the thought of her not getting the best made him mad.
Yao had been so transfixed on the singer that he failed to notice that he had moved to just in front of the stage. That is until her emerald eyes open and locked onto him. It took a moment for him to register that this was the girl from the train. When it did he couldn't help but to smile. His heart was sent fluttering when she smiled right back at him. That smile was plastered to his face for the rest of the day as her felt as though he had a part in making her smile. Had he not saved her on the train he doubted that he would have ever seen such a beautiful smile.
On that day he also vowed to become the musician that would complement her voice.
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching
In the night
Streetlights, people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hidin', somewhere in the night
For the next eight months Yao dedicated every spare minute of his time to the piano. He got good. Whenever someone complemented him though all he ever said was that he could be better. Yao tried to practice privately but whenever someone got the chance to listen to his music they encouraged him to go and perform but he always refused. While he played a bit of everything he tended to focus on whatever the blonde had sung recently.
Finally, after weeks of coaxing his uncle convinced Yao to do a performance in the restaurant. Little did Yao know that his uncle had a trick up his sleeve. On the night of the performance his uncle had Yao go out onto stage and start playing. On the second song his uncle pulled his trick. As Yao's fingers flew over the keys the notes were joined by the voice of an angel. Yao was so surprised that he nearly missed a key. Despite his original shock Yao was determined to show this angel that he was worthy of performing by her side. Together they created the best music that either had herd by far. At the end of the night Yao felt as though he had finally found where he belonged in life.
"You two where amazing up there," his uncle said by way of greeting the two as they stepped off stage.
"Thank you Uncle," they replied in unison.
"Look at you two," his uncle laughed and put an arm around each of them. "Yao this is Sisia and Sisia this is Yao. He is my nephew from the city, and Yao I kind of adopted Sisia after I heard her sing. She needed to make some extra money, like most other students who perform here do, but I took a special interest after I learned her story. Also I noticed how drawn to her you where to her after you first heard her sing. And don't think that I didn't notice that the songs you practiced most where the ones that she sang." Yao blushed and his uncle laughed. "Well I have to get back to running the restaurant. I just wanted to congratulate you kids on a great performance." With that his uncle left the two alone back stage to talk.
At first both of them where shy but they did agree that they should perform together again. It was the start of a beautiful time in their lives. They went from performing together occasionally to once a week and from musical partners to lovers. This change was obvious in their music. It melded together better than ever.
After over a year of performing together they got the chance of a life time when a producer asked them to create a demo CD. They were blown away by the opportunity. Sisia got so excited that she wanted to go home and tell her brother, who she had mended her bond with, the news. She was going to take the midnight train that night and surprise him. She had promised Yao that she would text him when she got home.
Once she left Yao tried to keep himself busy by practicing. This is the first time they had been apart for so long in almost a year. They had even taken to living with each other. Apart they were incomplete. Hours later her text came through but Yao had already fallen asleep.
Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win
Some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Yao awoke in the morning to the sound of knocking on his door. As he got up to answer the door he grabbed his phone and gave it a quick check. There was only one text and it was from Sisia. It read "I will see you on the other side." He stared at the message for a moment before he was interrupted by more knocking. He opened the door and there stood his uncle.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
"There has been an accident."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm sorry. I came as soon as I found out. I wish that…"
"Uncle," he interrupted. "What happened?"
"The midnight train that Sisia was taking home crashed."
"But, she is fine she sent me this message," Yao held the phone up for his uncle to read the message that Sisia had sent the night before. He looked at it for a moment then he blanched.
"That message was sent when the crash happened. Yao, she was saying goodbye."
Yao looked at the message on his phone once more and saw the truth in his Uncles words. All at once the world seemed to crash in on him. For hours he stood there simply staring at his phone completely devoid of any emotion. As time passed Yao became a shell of who he once was. He refused to even listen to music. It was clear that without her his life was nothing.
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching
In the night
Streetlights, people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hidin', somewhere in the night
"She'd be proud of you. I know that she would have wanted to go on without her."
Yao looked up at the man who had spoken. His gaze wandered over the normally silent blonde whose gaze had returned to the window. I was incredible how similar the half siblings looked alike. They share the same eyes and the same gold hair, yet where hers was long and flowing his was cut sharply to his shoulders, something that made him look even more fierce and intimidating.
It had been a few months after Sisia's death Vash had made his way to the restaurant. He said that she would have wanted them to meet and since he had no way of contacting Yao he figure that if he went to the restaurant that his sister always talked about he might be able to find Yao. Once they had met Vash asked Yao to play a piece on the piano. At first Yao refused but Vash persisted saying his sister thought that Yao was the best pianist that she had ever heard. Upon hearing Yao play Vash insisted that he contact the producer and see if he could still make a demo. When Yao asked Vash why he wanted to still make the demo Vash said that Sisia would have wanted him to continue with their dream. He also said that the music had a strange new depth to it. Yao agreed and before he knew it he was a super star.
As time went on Yao grew more famous. Despite being world famous he still traveled by train, kept Vash as a body guard and refused to take on a partner. When asked about not taking on a partner his reply was always "each singer I have worked with has had some trait that reminds me of her and I could never cheat on her." As for the travel by train and keeping Vash as his body guard they were both ways of keeping her close.
"Sometimes I think I can feel her nearby," Yao muttered as he looked down at his wrist. Tattooed there are the last words that Sisia sent to Yao. "I will see you on the other side," the words had barely escaped his mouth when a set of soft fingers lightly traced over the inked skin. His head snapped up and he was met with the most beautiful sight that he had ever seen. There standing in front of him a long haired blonde and a red dress smiled at him with emerald eyes while silently beckoning him to come with her. It was then that he heard a sound much like that of a crumpling tin can, and in that moment everything became clear.
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlights, people