It wasn't long until Kiku had me by the neck, constricting the airway and leaving me in a slightly panicked struggle. It was surprising that he possessed enough strength to have me against the wall, pinned, and this time I couldn't do anything about it. A somewhat unfamiliar feeling of fear filled me.
"I'm surprised it took you so long to notice. You really are an idiot aren't you?" The Japanese male nearly spat the venomous words through his teeth at me. I made more of a struggle to move, pushing the soles of my feet against the wall in attempt to get away.
After a moment, I knew it was useless and decided to use what I still had to snap him back from whatever happened. With my free arm, which wasn't trying to push his shoulder away, I grabbed the other's collar and pulled him in. Our lips crushed each other's in a bruising kiss. It wasn't long after the forced kiss that I felt the other's body slump in my arms just as I was beginning to lose my vision from air loss. With my arms now around Kiku's waist, I leaned to hold the other up and discover that he did indeed faint.
I'm not going to lie, I was more than freaked the Hell out.
Looking as his unconscious form, his face suddenly regained the innocence that I was used to seeing, that politeness that his face just flaunted when he was around me. What might have caused this…? I only had one way to find out, and as much as I would hate to do it, I had to. I leaned down; finger's raking through the short black hair to give a slightly hesitant kiss to the other's forehead and sighing, before taking a leave from the room.
I walked hurriedly down the hallway. I didn't know how long it would be until the Japanese male would wake up, and even then I wouldn't know how he would act. My hand reached hesitantly to the cell phone sitting in a useless state on my table. It had been at least a year since I have had to make a call to China that didn't have him rubbing my debt into my face and I threatening to name all the endangered Panda's in America after the McDonald's dollar menu. So, it was only a given that I was a bit reluctant about having to do so.
I dialed in the number and waited apprehensively as I listened to the ringing of the phone.
"Ni Hao?" I heard in a Chinese voice that sounded a bit temperamental at the moment.
For a moment I considered hanging up the phone now, but dammit I needed to get this done.
"Hey China, I had a question for you," I asked in a strained voice.
The Chinese man gave an exasperated sigh, "Ugh, what do you want?"
"I actually have a question about your little brother…" I trailed off a bit, hoping that didn't set anything off.
"Why would you call me about that little pàntú? Like I'd tell you anything about him, we don't have good relations to begin with," I could hear him spit through the receiver.
"Please China, Kiku's not acting like himself, earlier he tried to strangle me… And he also brought up some parts of our past that we swore never to bring up again…" I can't believe I was starting to beg to this Chinese man.
"… I've seen this before…" I heard him mutter more to himself than to me.
I felt my hopes rise up as I started speaking, "Then you know how to fix it then right? What is it? What's wrong with my Japan?"
"America… I think Japan has dementia…"
Author's Note: Yaaaaaaaaypleasedon'tkillme. I know I was getting bugged about updating and yadayada. But yeah hereitis! Oh, and I might want to explain my views on China and Japan. I feel as if China and Japan would have a rather…Rough relationship, due to the conflict in their past. Especially of current date, and the conflict over the smaller island and stuff. Yeah, so, enjoy!