What We Had And What We Don't

by Octavia Kendall

After Japan is forced to get an abortion for his and America's deceased baby, he leaves America, who had children with Lithuania. However, when Latvia falls deathly ill, America is forced to return to Japan to get the cure. There, he sees that Japan had children and is married, but America's still in love with him. Will the two leave their new lovers for each other? (AmeriPan)

2. Chapter 1

America shook Lithuania awake. "Torys?

"Alfred?"

"Happy Valentine's Day."

"Valentine's... Day?"

America chuckled. "There's this one day every year where we buy chocolates and flowers and little presents for each other to show how much we love one another. Do they not celebrate that in Lithuania?"

Lithuania shook his head. America chuckled. "Well, Rytas and I got you something. Chocolate."

The six-year-old jumped on his father's stomach. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Lithuania hugged his son. "Good morning, Rytas. How's my little boy?"

"Happy."

"Gimtoji kalba, Rytas."

Rytas thought for a second. "Laimingas."

Lithuania kissed his son's cheek. "That's right. Go downstairs and play with Roze."

Rytas did just that, rushing downstairs to play with his little sister. Lithuania chuckled. "They're beautiful."

"Because they're ours," America said quietly. He kissed Lithuania's cheek.

"I can still-"

"-remember it like it was yesterday..."

»_«

"Alfred! ALFRED!"

"Torys!" America held Lithuania as the European country tried to push. He screamed, started sweating, and began to cry, but that didn't stop him from continuing to try. Eventually, loud high-pitched screams and cries filled the room. America smiled.

"Hello, Rytas."

»_«

His little sister, Roze, was born four years later.

America and Lithuania were happy together, although Roze's birth had rendered Lithuania bedridden by paralyzation of the legs. He and America were still a happy pair. America made breakfast, he cuddled Lithuania at night, and they both took care of and loved their children.

There was a rapid knock on the door. It opened (Rytas must've answered) and loud footsteps took over the staircase. Eventually, the door to Lithuania's and America's bedroom opened. The opener was none other than Russia.

"It's your brother. Get home now."

»_«

Lithuania cried quietly. "No, no, no, no, no. Raivus, no."

Latvia grabbed Lithuania's hand. "I'm here, Torys. I'm here."

"I'm here, Raivi." They hugged. "I'm sorry," Lithuania whispered.

Russia held Latvia's hand. "Please, Raivus. Please don't leave me."

"I'm not, Ivan. I'm not leaving." Latvia sighed, trying to breathe.

Lithuania continued gripping onto Latvia's hand. "Please don't die," he whispered. "You can't. Peter needs you. We need you."

Latvia sighed. "Can I tell you guys a secret?" Russia, America, and Lithuania nodded. "I'm engaged to Peter."

Lithuania teared up. America put a hand over his mouth and nose. Russia stepped out of the room into another and started yelling things in Russian.

Latvia sighed. "I'm sorry."

America grabbed his other hand. "You've been living with my baby brother and you're going to get married?"

Latvia nodded. "Please. I need the cure for this illness. Please. Please."

"What is it, Raivi?" Lithuania asked.

"Remaio weed... hurry..."

»_«

America packed some clothes and necessities into a suitcase. "Are you sure I can't come with you?" Lithuania asked.

America nodded. "Torys, you need to stay and take care of the kids. Use the wheelchair to get around, okay? I love you." He leaned over and kissed Lithuania on the cheek. The European grabbed his hand as he tried to edit the room with his bag.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

America sighed. "The home of the Remaio weed: Japan."