I had to take a loooonnggg break after that last chapter. I cheered myself by listening to three-year-old files of my Nii-Nii singing. xD It's sooo amusing. It also makes for good blackmail, especially when he's singing really girly songs. I do give him a break since it was three in the morning, but still. Hilarious~ Enjoy another chapter. I'm excited. I'm over halfway done. Score!
Summary: He had been alright with the fact that he had been a replacement for America, but he sometimes had wished Arthur saw him as something other then a colony. That was Hong Kong's only wish as he returned back to China. UK+HK, on and off USxUK
Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia.
Dedicated to England and big brother Japan and big brother China and America. Gege, look another cute story of Hong Kong and UK to read. Maybe now you'll write a UK and HK fic for you lovable little brother?
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He had been nervous. He wasn't sure if England would come to his aid. The whole world seemed to be falling apart, so he wouldn't have blamed the busy nation if he had had no time for him. But as he saw British naval ships pull into the harbor, some relief washed over him. What put him a little at ease was knowing possibly England himself was aboard a ship. But he knew, deep down, that England couldn't fully help him. And even with some help, it was only a matter of time before Japan would take over. There had been whispers and rumors of the horrible things Japan had done up north in China. So he would be lying if he said he wasn't the least bit afraid. But he knew he had to be strong, so he stood tall and proud. He would fight to the death for the cause of England, and for his own cause.
He couldn't help but wonder if the elder male was helping him because he felt like it was some sort of obligation, since he was the elder's colony. He brushed the thought aside. He would have fought with or without the help, but the reinforcements from England were still a welcomed sight. He wondered if things could have been different, but knew it couldn't be. He had sailed long before England did, finding the land north slowly being engulfed under Japanese control. His visit had become a pain of sorts, so he wrote to England about what was happening in Asia. Although it was probably troublesome, Arthur came to his aid.
Cargo was being unloaded from the ships: guns, cannons, bullets, and soldiers. Soldiers who would fight for his cause, fight and serve their country. Next thing Hong Kong took notice of was Arthur himself stepping off a ship. He seemed to scan the mess at the port as if looking for something. Chocolate orbs met emerald and the older of the two began his walk.
The colony stood tall and proud, not wanting to seem defeated. He forgot all about any minor wounds he had acquired or his fatigue. All that mattered was showing England that he would fight to remain with him. No. He would fight for time. He understood the elder male had a larger role to play in the war and possibly he was simply a pawn. But he was alright with that. He would do his best to buy time. Also, he would not let the nation's kindness in delivering soldiers and weapons to his small island go to waste.
"Hong Kong." The boy almost flinched at the rough sound to England's voice. The elder male sounded tired and looked aged from the battles. What Hong Kong should've been worried about was the dark look on England's face. He knew that Arthur knew his future. Knew that he would be captured by Japan and it was only a matter of time. He knew England knew this would hurt both of them. But yet they would still continue with their plans.
Hong Kong noticed that the closer the blonde approached, the more his body began to shake. The tremors were light and small, but he knew. He knew England could see them, knew why he shook. The younger male tried to swallow, his lips were dry and his throat parched. After a minute, he was able to find his voice.
"Thank you." He didn't know what he was being thankful for. Was he thankful for everything England had done prior? Was he thankful England was here right now? Was it for the help that the other offered? As he thought, he knew it wasn't possible that he would escape unscathed. And he knew for sure that England knew Japan would occupy Hong Kong soon, it was impossible to hold the colony.
England understood most things, but it was the words that confused him. Standing a few feet from the younger male, they just watched each other. England knew the boy was scared. It was natural. It was most likely scarier knowing that fighting was futile. All that could be done was to hold off a complete take-over for as long as possible.
"Hong Kong..." He found that he didn't even know where to begin. But he also knew that the other knew his feelings. They were conveyed by his actions and were always picked up on. So he knew that words wouldn't be needed at a moment like this, for Hong Kong already knew.
In an unusual action, Hong Kong rushed forward and embraced the elder male. It wasn't unusual for him to hug the older nation, but it was rare to be close to him in public. But a part of him felt like he needed the hug. The country was comfort to him, was protection. So like a child, he wanted that assurance that he wasn't alone and there was someone right there ready to protect him.
England returned the embrace, gently rubbing the younger male's back. He couldn't truthfully say he hadn't been surprised at the hug. Even though he had been prepared, the raw emotion that he felt from the colony made him know this was real. And no matter how much he tried to whisper comforting words of encouragement, he couldn't stop the boy from crying. But he did know he had to be strong. He wouldn't let tears escape, not while the other was vulnerable. If he did, he was sure the other would see his cause as a lost one.
If anyone had noticed the two, they surely didn't stop to gawk. Everyone was busy readying for war. There was no way to know how long the war would actually last. They didn't know how long it would be before Japan made a move. All that was known was this battle would be rough...and short.
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Canada couldn't help but smile at Hong Kong. The colony couldn't help but welcome him, for they were soldiers who could fight when England left. When all was lost, England would be gone. He'd be off to fight a common enemy in a different area. Hong Kong was alright with this. He knew England was important and couldn't be taken prisoner. So he knew his time was short with the elder male, for when time was up he would need to say goodbye.
It had been a while since Matthew and Hong Kong actually hung out. So as they waited for the first strike, the two spent time together. Canada's more carefree attitude lightened the dark clouds that were constantly hanging around Hong Kong. It often made him wonder if Canada knew what he had gotten into by offering help. He dismissed it. Whether the other knew the future or not, he was thankful for the smiles and friendship.
Canada's presence replaced England's. The Brit was busy with receiving messages from far away. Hong Kong knew their time was short, but he knew whatever was going on was important to the elder male. So he suffered in silence, choosing to not bother England with anything he feared. He could accept his fate, but he didn't want to give England the wrong impression. He didn't want the other to see him weak and unsure of the future. For the colony knew, knew that England was having a hard time accepting that they would be torn apart.
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"That twit." England grumbled. Hong Kong and Canada just watched England. America had landed in China to help fight there. He was ready to fight, but was too far north to be of help to them.
"Sir?" Hong Kong swallowed. England faced his colony. The youth was a little shaken but still standing strong. Not long ago airports were bombed. This let them know it was time to send England off before it was too late.
"I'll keep everything in check on this end." Canada smiled. Hong Kong nodded and escorted England to his ship.
"I don't want to leave you."
"You need to leave for Singapore, sir." Hong Kong reminded him.
"Shite." England hissed. "...I'm sorry..." The male's voice cracked. The younger of the two wrapped his arms around the other's neck, leaning their foreheads together.
"We knew this would come. Don't worry. I'll be fine." Hong Kong couldn't look England in the eyes.
"I'm sorry." England repeated, his frame a little shaking. The male whom Hong Kong saw as the strongest in the world was shaking, tears threatening to fall. But what did he have to be sorry for? It was known that this would happen; it had only been a matter of time.
"You need to get on the ship, sir. You need to win this war." Hong Kong couldn't say what he really wanted to. He wanted to tell the male he loved him, the words he never dared utter. If he was able to say the words, would he really say them? He doubted it. He would've just held it in. "I'll be fine, sir. I have Canada. We'll hold out for as long as we can. Don't worry."
"I will worry, but be strong." England wrapped his arms around the younger boy. "I'll come back for you." The nation hugged the colony tightly before heading to his boat. Hong Kong was a little sad to see the other leave, but knew he had to go. This had to happen.
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Hong Kong knew everything was coming to an end. Massacres were taking place and he couldn't do anything. He just had to hold on. He wished he could get Canada out, but it was too late. They could only hope for England. He was the last hope.
He leaned against Canada. He was so tired, so thirsty. He could hear the cries of his land and people. He was just fighting to buy England some time.
"Hey. Hang on a little longer, Hong Kong." Canada tried to keep the other from falling apart, but he knew the younger was suffering.
"I can feel him. Like he's suffocating me." He wanted to live, he wouldn't die just yet. He also had to protect Canada. So when the other wasn't looking, he snuck away to meet his brother. The battle they had was a rough one, that wasn't interfered with by anyone else.
"I could end your life right now. The person doesn't matter, just the land." Japan stood over his younger brother. "But I'm letting you live because England handed you over." Hong Kong wondered if he protected Canada. 18 days...He had lasted 18 days. It was 18 long days. It was finally over. They were his final thought as he passed out.
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"You're finally awake." Japan stared at his little brother. The male was on a short break. America was dealing heavy blows in his effort in uniting Asia under Japanese rule.
"Ugh." Hong Kong rolled over.
"Don't worry. I sent that friend of yours back home."
"Canada is alive?" The elder brother nodded.
"Barely." Hong Kong only knew he was in so much pain. "Anyway, I can't look after you. I'm leaving others to do that." Japan knelt before the former British colony. "Don't worry, little brother, we'll take good care of you. And I'll check in on you when I can." Hong Kong was going to say something but found himself spiraling into darkness.
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Erm. You might've noticed the "-" marks. This was actually the first chapter I started using those dash marks in to signify a time jump. Before I used to just time jump randomly. Heh, working on this in between watching Night at the Museum. I love the movie. I'm done with my two chapters for the day, but I'll do a third since I'm going out tomorrow to buy cosplay stuff. Happy, happy. I got my Prussia flag today. Best was when my England flag came in. I wanna put it on my ceiling right now, but gotta wait. By the time I get to put it up, I'll be leaving in a couple days to catch a plane to go to college. _ EVIL. Anyway, I'll catch you up later.