Chapter 6! Yaaaay~~~ I have no clue how long this fic will be, but we'll see about that later~~ Enjoy!
Everything went black for me after the hit against the back of my head. I could feel my head pound, and people yelling and screaming. I had no clue what had happened, only that I went for a swim in the sea.. Lots of memories were gathering in my head, things I loved, hated or found sad. Was this the end of me? I was suffocating, salty water entered my lungs.. Perhaps this really was the end.. Maybe it's now time to remember stuff which I really treasured in my old heart? Let me tell you a bit of these 'treasured moments';
I have lived for thousand's of years and never had fallen in love with someone this deeply. He had always invaded my home, ordering me to cook some dumplings for him. I thought that he might have felt the same, but I guess he didn't..
It was during the Opium war; (1856–1859)
' Yao, cook me some dumplings da!'
' Aiyah! Stop invading my home, and leave this instant! '
' But Yao...?'
' Bu shi, leave!'
' Da... I'm sorry'
After that day I felt so bad for refusing his 'request' that I immediately started to make dumplings for the insane Russian. One day later he breaked into my house once again. He saw the dumplings, and when he did, he had such a sweet genuine smile on his face which I will never forget...
' You.. made some for me?'
' N-No, these are mine!'
' ... They're not for me?'
' ... Take them aru' '
' R-Really?'
'Take them before I change my mind aru!'
' Thank you, Yao-Yao~'
After he thanked me, I received a kiss on my cheek. As you might have guessed, that was the moment my heart started to pound for this man. Ofcourse there were more moments which made me like him, but they are not that important. Maybe you are laughing at my foolishness at the moment, but I don't care. I never planned to confess to him since he is much younger than me anyway. But it had happened, and I regret it.
I suddenly started to cough up all the water out of my lungs. I could feel someone pressing onto my chest while calling out my name. ' Yao, please wake up!' someone had yelled. I could hear several other voices, but I couldn't really recognise them. I was relieved that I could breath again, but I felt a warm liquid rolling down my cheeks, and it reached my mouth. it smelled and tasted like metal. My head didn't stop pounding, which made me lose my conciousness.
One day later...
I opened my eyes, just to see a pure white ceiling. 'Y-Yao, you are awake!' Arthur said while holding my hand. I slowly turned my face to the side, watching how Arthur's face was all flushed. 'A..Arthur?' ' Shh, don't speak!' 'I'm.. strong enough to talk, I'm China afterall, this is nothing compared with what I've gone through aru' I said, trying to act cool which I obviously wasn't. I wished Russia was there, atleast I hoped to see him there. 'Arthur.. Who has took me out of the water?' I asked, hoping the person would be him. Arthur's expression changed into a confused one, something I did not quite understand. ' I.. I did' he said while letting my hand go. I thanked him and closed my eyes for a bit. My head hurts less now because of the pain killers and bandage, but it was not gone yet. But now there was one question which was haunting my mind; Who had hit me and why?
I opened my eyes again and saw Germany and Italy opening the door. Italy ran over to me, and held both of my hands. ' C-China! Are you ok? I was quite worried!' 'Y-Yes, everything is alright now I guess aru..' I told the worried Italian. Germany sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Italy. ' Italy, you know why we are here, don't you' ' S-Si, I do, I.. I apologise' He suddenly told me. He apologised? For what? For being such an idiot all the time? ' I accept it gl-' ' I'm sorry for hitting you with the pan! I wanted to make some pasta you see?So I needed some water! And then I saw that black hair of yours, and I thought you were a sea monster! So I yelled, while letting my pan fall onto your head... I'm sorry' the Italian said. Were they serious? He wanted to make pasta with sea water? ' But why would you make pasta with sea water aru?'
' Well, because I didn't had any salt with me you see? So I thought if I used seawater instead of normal water, I wouldn't need any salt! Isn't that smart?'. The Italian made me laugh out loud, his logic didn't make any sense..
'So , the mystery is solved now, haha!' Arthur said while laughing at the idiotic logic of Italy. Now I couldn't go for a swim today, and had to stay in the hospital instead. Luckily I didn't drown, I owed Arthur big time. Without him, I'd be dead.. ' Arthur, how can I show my gratitude?' I asked him, while sitting against the wall with my back. ' Y-You don't have to, everyone would have done it..' he said while laughing quite nervously. I had to show my gratitude towards him, so I decided to give him a peck on his cheek. 'Xie xie' I muttered while pulling back and watching his expression change. ' Y-Yao!..' he shrieked as he almost fell on the ground. I raised my brow at his weird reaction and sighed; ' Is my kiss that bad aru?' 'N-No, that's not it..'. A blush started to form on his pale cheeks as he spoke; ' The thing is.. I wasn't really the one who-'. At that moment, the door went open. A tall man with a pale coloured scarf walked in, having a bouquette of sunflowers in his hand. ' Privjet Yao, are you ok?' he asked me whilst placing the sunflowers into a nearby vase. Now Arthur wasn't the only one who was blushing madly, I mean, he brought me sunflowers? 'Y-Yes, I'm fine..'
' Phew, I was so worried da? Because when I took you out of the sea, you weren't breathing at all!'
Pfffft~~ England, lying is bad!
England: Chet..
Okaaaay~~~~ So this is chap 6! Today or tommow I will upload chapter 7!