Silence was very heavy at China's house; no one dared to brake it, not even Korea. Each of the Asian knew what had happened after Hong Kong and Taiwan explained everything. When they asked how China was doing, Hong Kong was able to explain with just two words; "China's broken...". But not only was China 'broken', Hong Kong was too. No one was able to tell however with Hong Kong's great poker face, but they did notice that he was a bit off.
Dinner that night was even more unbearably silent, killing everyone inside, except for China. Taiwan, Korea, and Thailand were all too scared and weren't sure what to say. Japan now and then tried breaking the silence, but right when he was about to, his courage died on him. Vietnam was really frustrated with the thick silence, eating her meal angrily. Hong Kong hadn't really touched his meal, not in the mood to eat nor talk. China ate her meal silently, unbothered by the silence.
"C-China-Nii-San," Japan finally said, somewhat shaking in his seat, "T-there's a brand new model of Shinatty-Chan that's not yet on sale. I have it with me. Would you like to take a look?" Everyone's eyes darted towards China who was sipping her tea, eyes closed.
They all knew if anything were to snap her out of 'brokenness', it had to be something utterly adorable; thus, Shinatty-Chan. They all plead inside that China was snap back to normal and waited to hear her response as she brought down her drink.
"That's good to hear, Japan," Everyone turned, watching the Chinese girl whose eyes were still closed, all having a flicker of hope that she'd go insane about the kitty plush like normal, "But I'm going to deny the offer aru." And instantly, everyone was crushed; not even Shinatty-Chan could fix China. The said nation stood from her chair, picking up her finished plate and headed towards the kitchen, leaving all her siblings speechless.
"Okay! Pull in se... du... han! ((3... 2... 1!))" With all their might, the Asians, excluding China, pulled as hard as they could. Hong Kong was able to clean up the hallway, but the wok was another story and he needed a lot of help.
"Why won't it budge!" Vietnam growled. The wok was really stuck in the wall. Walking by the hall where the wok was, China noticed her siblings' struggle. She sighed before approaching them. Still pulling, each of the Asian watch as China walked towards them, motioning her hands in a 'shooing' motion. They do as they were told, backing away from the wok, giving China space.
They all watched as China took a deep breath then exhaled. She grabbed one handle and with one quick motion, she pulled the wok out showing no signs of struggle. She tossed the freed wok to Thailand before walking back into her room. They all stared gapingly at her, then the big hole in the wall, then finally at the wok in Thailand's hands, the silence continuing on.
"Hong, where are you going?" Taiwan asked her younger brother, walking into his room. He was dressed in his average street ((coughBritishcough)) clothes; a crimson red long-sleeved dress shirt under a black vest, black jeans with old sneakers and a hat.
"Out..." Hong Kong replied, tying his shoe.
"But what about Gege?"
"Well it looks like he's heading out, too," The Chinese boy nudged his head towards his room's door, signaling Taiwan to look. She walked towards Hong Kong's door and peeked out, seeing China dressed in her military uniform and heading out the door. How Hong Kong could tell China was leaving without even looking, Taiwan would never know.
Taiwan turned back around, about to ask Hong Kong more questions. Instead, right when she turned around, Hong Kong brushed past her, walking out his room's door, then out the front. Oh how the Chinese were a mystery.
China knocked on the metal gate waiting outside a scary looking house for the owner. The two way speaker buzzed next to her.
"Who's there..." Growled a harsh voice.
"Ai, it's me. Let me in aru..." China replied bluntly and a tad annoyed.
"...I'm coming..." China heard the voice sighed before the speaker buzzed off. She waited patiently before the large metal gate started to open, revealing a man with glaring eyes standing before her. He looked exactly like South Korea but with longer, braided hair about the same length as China's, "What...?" He said bluntly.
"What? A man can't visit his little brother aru?" The man raised a brow hearing 'man' and 'his', but shrugged it off. He started walking back inside having China follow him.
"So..." The man said, arms around his back as he continued walking, "Why are you here..." He opened his front door, letting China walk in first before following in after.
"No particular reason aru..." She replied, looking around the empty house. It was dark and only had simple furniture. China was lead to the living room where she seated herself on the couch, "Well your home is as lively as ever, Korea," China said sarcastically, adding a small giggle.
"Ha ha ha..." The man known as Korea, North Korea to be exact, sarcastically laughed, pouring tea for his guest.
"Just teasing, Hyung Soo aru" She smiled, taking a sip from the tea Korea handed her. The North Korean sighed at the one person he still keeps in contact with.
Back on the other side of the world, England was walking home from America's house, an icepack in one hand on his head and an umbrella in the other.
"Stupid Alfred... Did he really have to break into Yao's house..." England grumbled, looking down at his feet. He then looked up, looking at the dark gray clouds of London. "It's really pouring tonight..." He said to himself. Looking around, England noticed he was the only one walking around in the pouring rain. Most people would just drive if it poured this much. Then again it was evening time, most people would be at home.
England sighed, glad he had an umbrella with him, continuing to walk down the street, only a few blocks away from his home. England stopped halfway down the block, noticing a boy standing at the end of the street soaking wet looking down at the ground. The British man was curious as to why a young lad would be standing out in the pouring rain. Was he a run away?
"Oi!" England called, walking towards the boy. The boy obviously heard him because he was looking around, trying to see who was shouting, "Over here! What're you doing in the rain?" England was more close to the boy and finally noticed who he was. Hong Kong turned and saw England walking up to him. "Hong! What're you doing here!" England stuttered out, noticing Hong Kong was completely drenched.
"Waiting for you..." He bluntly said. England face-palmed, wondering why Hong Kong would be waiting for him in such horrid weather. Suddenly, England abruptly stopped in his tracks. Wasn't Hong Kong the one who blocked America and his exit when at China's house? Hong Kong was going to get revenge!
England snapped out of his horrified daze when Hong Kong started to sneeze a bit. He looked worried at the young Asian boy, taking off his jacket and placing it around the boy much tohis surprise. "Well couldn't you wait someplace undercover? Look at you; your soaking and bound to catch a cold! Haven't I taught you better about this weather!" England didn't care about himself at the moment. All that was on his mind was the well being of Hong Kong, "Now, let's get out of this rain. Shall we?"
The rain still fell heavily outside, but England's house was very warm. Hong Kong was drying himself off and warming up next to a fireplace in England's living room. He just sat there, staring at the flames and ember raising from it. England wrapped a warm blanket around the Chinese boy, also handing him a cup of hot chocolate. He wouldn't want his little brother getting sick now would he?
"So, why were waiting, Hong?" England finally asked, preparing himself incase Hong Kong was hiding a knife or something. He noticed Hong Kong's grip on his blanket increased, growing once again more worried about the boy.
"It's Gege..." England looked at Hong Kong, a thick brow raised. If he wasn't mistaken, 'gege' meant older brother in Chinese. As if Hong Kong read England's mind, he continued, "China-Ge would get really angry if we didn't call him that..." 'him'? England was even more confused.
"You just called China your 'older brother' and a 'him', correct?" Hong Kong's grip tightened as he lowers his face into the blanket.
"China's broken..." England could've sworn he heard Hong Kong's voice crack, just a little.
"I beg your pardon...?" England asked, still a bit confused. His eyes widened as he sees something he hadn't seen in decades; Hong Kong was shaking, knees covering his face and not because he was cold. "H-Hong..." England places an arm around the trembling boy in hopes of comforting him.
"It all my fault..." England barely heard from the light hiccups. Hong Kong looked back up, watching the flames burn, the blanket still covering half his face. England noticed small tears in the young Asian's eyes. It made the Englishmen realize why Hong Kong came to him; he couldn't open up like this to his family, he was the one practically leaded them to protection China. If Hong Kong had shown how he really felt on the situation, everything may have been worse.
The Asian sighed, continuing to stare at the burning flames.
"Hong, it isn't your fault at all," Hong Kong showed no signs that he was listening, but England still continued, "Don't keep blaming yourself," Hong Kong finally turned to England, looking back to normal but still wasn't quite in the inside.
"But it is... At first, I thought it was yours and Alfred's," England gulped, "But once I saw the malice in Gege's eyes... Everything seemed to change after that... I should've just followed you around and made sure nothing happen but I was selfish," England sweat dropped when hearing Hong Kong say he'd continue being 'ninja', "I mess up twice." Hong Kong groaned, dropping his head back onto his knees.
England couldn't help but smile at his younger Asian brother's actions, patting his head the while, "Hong, what did I say about blaming yourself?" Hong Kong turned his head, still resting on his knees but looking at England, "You're right; it was my fault," England continued smiling, "I kinda accidentally called Yao a 'she' in front of Alfred, making him curious-"
"I know..." Hong Kong interrupted glaring a bit, making England feel a mental stab.
"Eh he he... sorry... Then I failed to keep him away from you and China's house," England sighed while Hong Kong dank the hot chocolate England had given him. After finishing it in one gulp, Hong Kong spoke again.
"It's kinda scary..." England looked back down at Hong Kong curiously, "Seeing someone you love with a pure smile, as happy as can be, turn so... dark..." Hong Kong sighed once again, "I'm scared he'll never be the same..."
"No, Yao'll be back to normal," Hong Kong instantly turned to England, eyes wide, "I promise you, I'll bring her back." England smiled. Hong Kong looked down at the floor, then back up at England again.
"Yeah, and what happened to your last promise...?" Hong Kong said bluntly, making England stiff. The Asian boy stood, making England look up at him confused before standing up himself, "Okay, let's see what you're going to do..." Hong Kong said, walking away.
"It's still pouring out there, Hong. Do you need a ride?" Hong Kong shook his head, grabbing his hat before walking out the door. England sighed, "You better not get sick, Hong..."
Only a couple blocks down, Hong Kong stopped, taking a look around his surroundings; no one around this late at night. He thought about England's promise, 'I promise you, I'll bring her back...'. Hong Kong snorted a bit, smiling slightly at the thought, 'Yeah, and what happened to your last promise...?'. He continued walking in the soaking rain, smiling the while.
My chapters have been getting longer... and sorry about the slight wait, been writing my other story ((just a chapter)) and kinda starting reading pokemon fanfics... hehehe... Oh Ruby, so adorable... hw delayed me too! Is Hong OoC? i think he is... sorry about that! Know that i love Hong Kong! also! i think things r getting all angsty and stuff and for some reason, it's easier for me to write like that! hmm... maybe i should try writing some sort of angst story... ANYWAYS! China's at North Korea! DUN DUN DUUUNNNN! BUT NORTH KOREA NEEDS MORE LOVE! Don't worry~ He's not a bad guy~ hehehe! Reviews are loved!
Hetalia not mine!
OKAY! so i wrote this a while ago but hadn't posted... SORRY! AND SORRY FOR THE HUGE DELAY! but u did have that one week with nonstop posting! hehe jkjk! still been kinda busy... HOWEVER! I finished a taiwanese drama ((Zhuan Jiao Yu Dao Ai)), almost done reading romeo and juliet ((for english...)) AND learning about chinese history! ((recently about its contacts with BRITAIN! and Hong Kong!)) SHO! I GOTS INSPIRATION! ALSO! i've been told this is a kinda random story, so if you think so, I'M OH SO VERY SORRY! I do kinda now believe the north korea part was random BUT HE DOES NEED MORE LOVE! and i will have a point to that later! once again, SRRY FOR THE OOC-NESS! plz forgive me, Hong... *cries in corner*