Butlers and Nations
by RavenExpert
A Hetalia and Kuroshitsuji crossover.
Chapter 21: Those Memories Part 1 (Japan and America)
Be careful of possible bloody scenes.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own both Hetalia or Kuroshitsuji. Every rights go to their respectful owners.
Note: I have put some of Butlers and Nations' Terminologies in my profile. If you want to understand more, please visit my profile.
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The team ran towards the Royal Palace. People were running here and there, all over the place. Some polices ran towards the Palace to save the Queen.
When the team arrived, they saw the Palace's entrance was blocked by giant rocks and stones. Also, some pillars blocked the way inside.
They tried to get in, but the polices who were at the scene prevented them. Ciel explained the situation that he's the Queen's Guard Dog and England is the Queen's Envoy.
Hearing this, the guards that were in the area quickly let them go. Ciel requested a back-up to the guards when they needed one.
Using their demonic powers, Sebastian and Russia destroyed the obstacles that were in the way. They proceed to go inside.
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When they went inside, the main hall was in ruin.
"Over here! This is the way to the audience hall!" England directed the team towards a giant stair with red carpet in the middle of the hall. Since he's the Queen's envoy, it's natural for him to know a way around the palace.
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However, before they moved forward, a footstep could be heard. Someone was walking down the stairs.
It was the fake Japan. He walked towards the team without a change to his emotions.
"Then, Jack really is here. What is his motive, exactly!?" England was getting impatient.
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The fake Japan took out his katana from the sheath, and dashed forward towards the team. In that moment, Japan took out his weapon and blocked the attack.
"Please proceed forward! I'll join you all after I finished here!"
"Alright. Do it quick!" England signaled Japan, as he led the team towards the audience hall.
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Japan repelled the attack, and the enemy stepped backwards.
"Now, I shall finish what I came here to do. I must return my homeland's honor!"
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The team ran towards the giant door which leads to the audience hall.
"Your Majesty!" England violently opened the door.
The hall was partially dark. The lights were shut. The only leading brightness were the sunset's light came from the outside, through the broken windows.
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However, there's no reply.
"Maybe the Queen is not here. Let's leave before it's too late." Ciel commented.
When they were about to leave the room, England felt something. He prepared his sword.
The other members looked at him curiously.
"What's wrong, England?" Russia asked England.
"...Someone's here. Be on your guard."
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Then, suddenly the room became bright. The candles and the lights were lit up.
In the middle end of the audience hall, they could saw someone was sitting on the throne. He was sitting with his chin on his joined arms, putting them on his legs. He was closing his eyes.
The team looked at the person with bitter expression and intense look.
Then, the person stood up and walked down the small stairs below his feet.
"Yo, all of you." He waved towards the team.
"America..." England frowned.
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America stretched his body and his neck as he showed his Prussian blue eyes towards them.
"Took you long enough to get here. I'm tired of waiting, you know."
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"England. We'll leave him to you." Ciel talked to England.
"What!?"
"What happens to "I'm gonna try to save him" part?"
"...I guess you're right. It's my turn, huh?"
"England. Tell us where the Queen might be." Russia asked England.
"Honestly, I don't know. She maybe in her room, or had escaped. Or maybe you'll have to check the whole palace."
"Note that. Well, then. We'll leave America to you."
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Russia, Ciel, and Sebastian left the room, leaving the two English-speaking nations in there.
"So, who are you again? England, yeah?" America asked England while he was doing squats.
"You knew my name?" England asked America, but with a plain expression.
"I heard what you guys were talking back then. Something you'll gonna save me?" America relaxed his neck before putting his arms to his waist.
"It's something I promised to your other half. Not you."
"Hmm... Oh well. It's not I care anyway. I just need to kill you right here."
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America took out his handguns from his waist.
"Show me what you got!" He chuckled a bit.
"You don't have to tell me." England prepared his battle stance.
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The team stopped in a right wing hall.
"Where should we go look first?" Ciel looked around.
"I guess we can split up. Wouldn't it be more efficient that way?" Russia suggested.
"Well, I guess that's one point."
"Young Master, you'll be okay by yourself, right?"
"Hmph. I'm not as weak as you think, Sebastian."
"I'm terribly sorry, Young Master."
"Alright. Let's split up from here. When someone found the Queen, gave a signal, in whatever way you could."
"Roger." Russia quickly ran down the hall, towards the other rooms in the Palace.
"I understand." Sebastian ran towards the left wing hall.
"Alright. I'm gonna go to the second floor."
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In the main hall, two people with the same face were clashing swords with each other. Japan was breathing hard. He was wounded all over, with a lot of injuries. His enemy looked fine. He still showed an expressionless face.
"This is not good..." Japan whispered to himself.
Before he fixed his battle stance, the foe ran towards him and prepared to slash him. Japan's right arm was wounded, and thus, he relied on his left arm to take the sheath, and block the attack.
While enduring the pain, Japan swung his katana towards the enemy, but the latter evaded it, and with a great fighting ability, he used the katana downwards and stabbed Japan's left arm. He left the katana stabbed into Japan's arm while he did a back flip and prepared his battle stance, even without the sword.
I really can't defeat this man? What is he, exactly!?
Without giving any sign, the enemy quickly dashed towards Japan.
With his blank eyes, and stern determination, he took the katana, that stabbed his arm, out. As he endured the pain, he moved both his hands and made it crossed each other, thus blocking the enemy's attack.
Japan took out all his strength and gave a wind of slashes towards the foe, damaging him. Then, with a quick response, Japan jumped high, until the enemy was confused.
He went down and slashed the enemy from the upward direction using his left arm. However, the fake Japan caught the sword with his hands. Japan gritted his teeth, and took small balls from his pocket, and threw them to the ground.
When they were thrown, smokes came out and blurred the area. It's a smoke bomb.
"It's the end!"
He suddenly appeared from the fake's back and stabbed him in the chest. At that moment, the smokes subsided, and blood came out gushing from the wounds. The stab wound was deep. Very deep.
Japan took out his katana from the fake's body, while the latter fell down to the ground.
"Maybe you're a demon... but your vital points are no different from humans, I guess."
The fake Japan was lying on the ground. He didn't move at all. Could he be dead already?
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Japan took the fake's sheath and wanted to put back the sword that he took from the foe. When he saw it, it was bloodstained. Seeing this bloodstained sword, he remembered the day when England stabbed America.
He closed his eyes, and put back the sword into the sheath, and left it there.
"For a warrior, sword is their honor. Even though I have won, I don't want to take away someone's honor, be they are demons or not."
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Mr. America, if I may know, when was the first time you knew that you were a country, and not a human?
When? Why do you ask?
Just out of curiosity. If you didn't want to tell, then it's fine.
No, it's fine. I'll tell you. It was about a few years after I was born.
A few years?
When I was born, I was alone. I have no parents that people usually have. I tried to go to villages nearby, but all of them looked at me as if I'm a stranger. For seconds later, I realized that I lived differently from humans. I slowly learned everything, and when England found me, I knew that I am a nation. There's no way getting around it.
That was pretty harsh...
Actually... I kinda don't want to be a nation.
Huh?
It's... frustrating. I lived my life obeying my boss, and I can't refuse no matter what I do. I want to live an ordinary life as humans, surrounded by my friends and family, have a Christmas party...
Mr. America...
Why do I have to be a nation...? Why can't I become an ordinary human...? I don't understand...
(Unbeknownst to Japan, America had a slight tear coming out from his eyes.)
I'm sorry...
Wha-!? No, no! It's not something for you to apologize for, Japan!
But, I make you remember things that you don't want to...
They're all in the past now! In fact, if I'm not a nation, I won't be able to meet you, or any other countries, right!?
Well, there's that...
Anyway, don't mind me! Let's all go eat that fluorescent pink cake that I bring! Hahaha!
...I'll pass...
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Japan remembered the times he had with America. After he had regained his composure, he left the room and ran to chase over the other members.
While he was running, he didn't realize that the foe behind him, who was lying on the ground, was twitching his hands...
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Author's note:
Oookay. I'll cut to the chase. First of all... thanks for supporting Butlers and Nations! I wanted to make this chapter longer, but I don't have much time. As I said before, I already wrote the terminologies in my profile, so please read, if you wish!
About America not wanting to be a nation... this is something that I think is true. He felt really sad when seeing children with their parents in the Christmas Event 2011 (or 2010? I forget), and also, he said that he had just learned bits and pieces about himself to England in Episode 40 (Axis Powers). I personally think that America might be really sad inside, even though he wore a happy face all the time.
And, one more good news (I think). I'm planning to make this fanfic into a fan-made RPG. BUT, with little tweaks. However, I'm having a hard time drawing the face graphics. So, I wish you all be patient!
Also, for the fanarts, I don't want to drag you all into this. If you want to draw, it's fine, but if you don't want to, then it's okay.
Reviews are appreciated, thanks guys!