"How far can one small Asian girl go..." England said to himself. He ran around corner after corner after corner but couldn't spot China anywhere. The rain didn't make it any easier for him either. What England couldn't understand himself was why he was doing all this; running around in the pouring rain looking for someone he could just visit later. Sure England had liked China, but it was only a little crush, right?
"If I was China, where would I be...?" He thought about that question for a while, then smiled when finding an answer. England knew exactly where China would be and rushed there without haste. He knew the place like the back of his hand; I mean, the meeting was at his country's capital that day.
England turned one last time around a corner and there it was; London's Tower Bridge over the River Thames. Even though the skies were murky gray, it was still a sight. England admired the view from the sidewalk next to water. When he looked forward again and away from the bridge, he'd found China. She was sitting alone on a concrete bench gazing at the Tower Bridge and the river, also was soaked from head to toe.
Glad to have found China, England started trotting over to her, trotting through puddles. He'd known that China loved quiet places with beautiful surroundings and in this kind of weather, no one would be out to make any obnoxious noise. China didn't seem to notice England when he walked up besides her. Although, when the British gentlemen held his umbrella over her, the Chinese girl slowly turned her head, looking up at him.
"You'll catch quite a cold sitting in this type of weather," England smiled. China turned away, playing with her wet ponytail making England sigh, "Well aren't you a stubborn lady, Yao,"
"How many times do I have to say this; I am a man aru!" Yao growled back, now glaring at the British man.
"No you are not," England replied sternly.
"Aiyah, you're so annoying at times, Arthur," Yao added angrily.
"Yao! You are not a man and you know it!" Arthur was getting somewhat agitated now. Yao rolled her hand into a fist, banging it on the concrete bench before jolting up. Her glare became more harsh and more cold when looking back at Arthur.
"A women cannot talk against men aru," She took step forward making Arthur take a step back, "A women cannot speak her mind aru," Another step taken, "A women cannot go against what is demanded nor make demands aru," Two more steps, "A women cannot lead nor be respected aru," Yao was getting more and more intimidating; her dragon eyes revealing more and more but Arthur would not back down, "No matter what, women are the inferior gender aru..." The enraged Chinese made a 180 turn, her wet ponytail smacking Arthur a bit.
The British man was speechless at Yao's calm yet severe outburst. When Yao was back standing in front of the bench, Arthur was able to find his words, looking sharply at the Chinese girl who glared back.
"Yao, that was in the past! Can't you see that already! It's the 21st century now! Everything's changed! You make a great nation, male or female!" Arthur started heading towards Yao, the look on his face still as sharp as before.
"Arthur, you do not know the life as a women in the past in my nation aru. It doesn't matter if things changed since then, it was still bad. The pain, abuse, no government official listening to what you have to say. They even treated me less than other everyday women, saying I can't handle being the great country of China aru!" Arthur was once again taken back, feeling even worse when hearing Yao's voice crack and tears swelling in her eyes. Was her past really that scarring? "My boss still likes the old ways anyways aru... Damn it..."
"Well, look at it this way, a lot past British rulers were female!" Arthur said, trying to pep talk Yao. Another glare came from the said Asian, "You got to believe that it's not all that bad. There are other female nations among us as well, remember? The great nation of China has ruled for thousands of years, I'm sure that means something!" Yao looked towards the river, away from Arthur making him get impatient with her, "Are all Asians so stubborn?"
"Are all Englishmen so noisy and dense ahen!" Yao growled back, looking back that the 'noisy and dense' Englishmen, "Will you just leave me alone! All you need to do is keep your mouth shut and never talk to me again ahen!" She turned back around, arms crossed and back facing Arthur. Yao was trying to hide back tears but they just kept wanting coming back. She didn't want to seem anymore pathetic than she already thought she was. However, Yao failed to hide it from Arthur; he could hear soft hiccups coming from her.
"I can't do that, Yao," The tone in Arthur's voice was more stern than comforting making Yao turn back to him. Her face showed anger and sadness; mostly the latter emotion though. Yao started punching down on Arthur's chest. It didn't hurt the abused British man physically, but it did pain him inside to see Yao like this.
"Hùn zhàng! Hùn zhàng! Gānggāng sǐ! Hùn zhàng! ((Bastard! Bastard! Just die! Bastard!))" Yao cried, while pounding on Arthur. Arthur just took all the little abuse, still holding the umbrella over themselves. He knew Yao needed to just let everything out. Arthur noticed her starting to slow down and not pound as hard as before. Now, Yao was crying more noticeably.
Arthur couldn't leave her crying. He wrapped his arms around the crying Chinese girl, unconsciously. Yao was noticeably quieter. Her eyes were wide, taking in that Arthur was hugging her. The silence between them was heavier than the rain falling from London's skies which Arthur's umbrella shielded them from.
"P-please don't cry anymore," Arthur hesitantly said, "Someone like you shouldn't be crying. I don't know exactly what happened in the past that could make someone as strong as you cry, but I do know that you don't deserve it one bit..." Yao felt Arthur's hug start to loosen making her a bit disappointed. When he released her, Yao couldn't find herself to look up at Arthur. Instead, she looked down at their feet, her right hand holding onto her left arm. Arthur sighed, Yao's hopeless expression was rubbing a bit off onto him.
"Listen, I'm not saying that you should just tell everyone your secret but, just go back to be yourself again. All your siblings are really worried about you and... So am I..." Arthur noticed that Yao was crying again but also giggling a bit.
"Aiyah, look at me aru. I'm such a horrible, weak person who does nothing but burden others and cry aru..." Arthur watched as Yao smiled sadly, wiping her tears with her free hand.
"No! That's not true!" The British man shouted. He grabbed a hold of the crying Chinese girl's shoulders looking directly at her after letting go of his umbrella. The umbrella fell to the ground creating a small splash, no longer shielding the two nations from the pouring rain. "That's not true..." He repeated softer, "You're a strong and amazing person... You may be harsh and strict at times, but you're more cheerful and loving. You care for others more than you care for yourself and that's what I love so much about you."
" 'L-love' aru...?" Yao repeated, shocked that Arthur used the word. See looked up at Brit in question and noticed him shocked as well. Arthur couldn't believe he used the word either, blushing as Yao's beautiful golden eyes stared up at him questionably. He gulped.
"Y-yes, love... I'm in love with you, Yao Wang," Arthur confessed, blushing even more, "I love everything about you; the way you love natural and beautiful surroundings, your beautiful smile and sweet laughs, how you love and care for all your close friends and family. No one can ever hate you." Yao was speechless at Arthur's confession as he released his grip on her shoulders. Both nations were looking down at the ground trying to hide a blush; both failing to hide it from the wet pavement ground reflecting a reflection of the two.
Seeing herself blush from the reflection made Yao blush even more. She didn't know how to respond to Arthur; she was never loved by anyone in a romantic kind of way (or at least, not that she knew of). Yao never really thought about love either. She was somewhat attracted to the British gentleman, but... Ugh! Everything was all so confusing and sudden for her.
Arthur, however, had it worse. He was completely embarrassed and couldn't believe he'd confess like that! What was he thinking? Did he really believe she'd love him back? Everything just came out on its own! When Arthur looked up, he saw that Yao seemed as nervous as he was. Arthur took a deep breath and exhaled, calming himself down. His heart was still beating hard in his chest though, and started beating even harder when Yao decided to make eye contact with Arthur again.
Emerald was lost into gold as gold was lost into emerald. It was silent again between the two, even when the rain was still charging down. Large raindrops rapidly falling into the river next to them, filling the silence with thundering sounds of water splashing water. When Arthur raised his hand near Yao, she instantly shut her eyes stiff, holding her hands near her chest. Arthur stop, drawing his hand back a bit, then continued to brush a stray lock of hair away from Yao's flawless, pale face.
Yao twitched when Arthur touched her, slowly opening her eyes as he brushed her hair behind her ear, looking first down at the ground again. Then, slowly looking back up at him. Arthur moved his hand from behind Yao's ear to her chin, tilting it upward as he leaned closer and closer to her. As Arthur closed in, Yao's eyes start closing, more gently this time. Arthur's eyes also started drifting shut, finally kissing the Chinese girl. Something in the back Arthur's head was telling him he was insane, but having Yao's soft lips kiss him back made him not care one bit.
Yao was first to pull back much to Arthur's disappointment. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yao looking back down at her feet, blushing madly as her hand covered kissed lips. Arthur found it absolutely adorable how Yao was so bashful. Arthur blushed a bit also. He coughed to clear his throat, making Yao look back at him. She watched as Arthur walk away from her towards the umbrella that had blown a couple yards away from them.
"We should really get out of this rain," He said, picking up the umbrella. Arthur turned back to Yao, the umbrella over him again. The Brit noticed her still standing at the same spot, still blushing and hiding her mouth. Arthur smiled while walking back to her. He stopped, holding his hand out for Yao, "Coming?" Yao blinked then giggled, denying Arthur's hand by walking past him. When Yao walked past him, Arthur could notice a smile on her face behind her hand. He sighed, still smiling and began walking besides her, the umbrella covering both of them.
"Arthur...?" The said British man turned his head towards the Chinese girl who called his name. She was looking forward and not at him, "I thought you said you didn't like me at all aru..." She now looked back at Arthur with a side glance. Arthur looked back at Yao with a confused look. He did just confess his love to her.
"Why would you say tha-" It finally dawned on him what Yao meant.
"Oh, so you are attracted to our little China, no?" France said slyly to England.
"W-what! You're mad, you frog!" England hissed back, hoping France wouldn't notice the blush he felt on his cheek.
"Oh hon hon hon~ Angleterre, you dog~"
"Shut up, you horny fancy pants!" England growled, "You couldn't be more bloody off!"
"Bloody horny frog..." Arthur hissed as he stopped walking. Yao had taken a extra step before stopping with Arthur, a brow raised. "You know I was just talking to that bloody wanker at time!"
"So you do know what I'm talking about aru,"
"Bloody hell! Even when that bloody Frenchy isn't around, he still ruins everything!" Arthur face-palmed. He could just hear Francis' 'rape laugh' now. How fumed Arthur was made Yao giggle. She wrapped her arms around one of his and pecked his cheek with a kiss. Arthur blushed at Yao's actions. She was just teasing him. "I-if you knew that was a lie, why'd you bring it up!" Arthur said, turning away from Yao to hide his embarrassment. She could still see the embarrassed blush on Arthur face and started laughing again while they continue walking.
"Aiyah, are all Englishmen so noisy and dense aru?" She teased. Arthur couldn't help but chuckle.
"Are all Asians so stubborn?" Yao then released Arthur's arm and gave it a playful smack, making Arthur laugh. The two nations headed back towards the building their meeting took place in, laughing the while.
Hong stepped out from behind the corner, watching his two older siblings walk away laughing. When he left his Vietnamese sister back at the building, he left to follow Yao unnoticed. After a while, he noticed Arthur looking for and found her. Hong had sat on the wet ground, listening to their whole conversation and argument, but didn't watch. He didn't have to see anything to know what happened.
"Looks like you kept this promise, Arthur..." Hong said out loud, walking the opposite direction, "I'll keep all this to myself for now, but now there's another reason you should not be left alone... Better not hurt Jiejie again, Arthur..."
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YEAH! CHP 14 DONE! first off! sorry for my many grammar and spelling mistakes! but, DON'T LIKE! DONT READ! i've gotten a couple complaints ((from friends)) about them and i really do feel stupid about them, BUT THOSE ARE THE WEAKEST OFMY WEAKPOINTS! just ask my english teacher! everything else is fine right? no i don't need a beta... Second, i've noticed my writing's getting a lot more cheesy and more like a drama, if u dont like that either, then sorry about that! been watching WAY to much east asian dramas... by too much, i mean 2 ((hehehehe)). I really don't know y i'd right like that though cuz i think my strong point is weird comedy ((i said i think!)) which will pop up again probably next chapter! less angsty drama, more comedy! or not? opinion? THIRD! lots and lots of writers block this chapters... Fourth, this chapter was inspired by a drama Zhuan Jiao Yu Dao Ai and a fav song ((one line that rly help below)); both rly cute and sweet. fifth, fix how to say 'bastard' in mandarin thx to kokoyuki27; got d mandarin from Google Translate. sixth, HONG IS NOT A STALKER! JUST A LOVING BROTHER! FINALLY! hehehe, long author note... doubt anyone would read this ((rofl!))
"I'm no longer scrambling to hide my feelings, I'm not going to worry about the consequence, and assume that there would be a future for us. What would you say? I've always wanted to tell you my feelings, to stop happiness from slipping away." ~ Corner with Love - Show Luo
SHOUT OUT TO IggyChu!
Thanks for ur version of chapter 14! it was rly cute n i loved it! i got it while trying to write this one and thought "WOAH! IGGYCHU'S LIKE READING MY MIND!" hahaha! Love ya!
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