Chapter 6

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Sakuras POV

Sakura frowned and looked out her bedroom window. He eighteenth birthday had just came and gone, leaving her with a letter from her...parents. Sakura had never known she was adopted, and now that she knew...she really didnt know if she wanted to meet the couple that gave her up.

Sakura sighed and rubbed her eyes. She was getting tired again, she always got tired mid-morning, mid-day, evening and night. Her 'parents' joked she was like the cats she kept. She would just shrug her shoulders and go back to napping.

Sakura decided to open the envelope. A picture fell from the slit she cut and she frowned. Was it a picture of her parents? She wondered before turning it over and looking at the couple in the picture.

It was of two men, which surprised Sakura a bit, the smaller one was Asian and wearing a kimono, while the taller one was holding a cat, and had darker skin. His face seemed almost like he was half asleep. Both were holding each others hands which told Sakura they were together.

Sakura frowned and looked at the letter.

Dear Sakura Honda,

This was to be given to you on your Eighteenth birthday. The picture is of me and your father, Kiku Honda, the man in the Kimono. When you were born I was happy that you took your looks from him.

I am Heracles Karpusi, your other father. I am the one with the cat...I wonder if you got my strange onssesion with cats or the odd need to nap all the time...or perhaps you turned out more like Kiku, quite and reserved...

I want to meet you...but I do not think that is a good thing...there are many things you need to know, things I will try to explain in this letter...

First, We did want you, both Kiku and I...but after Kiku's death I coudlnt care for you anymore...once I fell asleep and you went exploring, I couldnt find you for a few hours. It took one of the cats to find you...

Second, this will seem as a shock...Im a country...The country of Greece to be exact...Now I know this may seem strange to you but...its true...

So was your father, He was the personification of Japan. A very kind man...

Third...if you are still reading this, there is to be a meeting only a while away at one of Americas old houses. England wants to stay there so everyone can remember the ones that died...

Please...I want to see my daughter...Sakura...please go to the adress I sent you...

Your Father,

Heracles Karpusi

Sakura finished reading it and frowned. No way...although she did take naps and like cats...but that could be anyone! I mean I cant be the child of two countrys...can I?

Sakura decided that she would go, there was nothing to lose right? She looked at the date and frowned. It was the day after tomorrow...she sighed. She got up to feed the cats and think.

Olivers POV

Jules and Lea were on the edge of their seat waiting for the woman to talk. Jacob frowned tapping his finger on the couch side. Anastasia was the only one that seemed calm, she twirled her hair in her finger and seemed to be thinking.

"Well tell us!" Jacob screamed and Oliver jumped from the disturbance in the silence. Oliver sighed but leaned forward as Natalia started talking.

"Your parents...this may seem strange to you but...are countrys...or some were countrys..." She said and all the kids looked at her in confusion.

"No..." Jacob scoffed. "Thats not possible..."

"Jacob and Oliver Kirkland-Jones born to the personifications of England and America, Arthur Kirkland and Alfred F Jones." Natalia said. She moved her gaze to Jules and Lea. "Jules and Lea Bonnefoy Williams. Born to the personifications of France and Canada, Francis Bonnefoy and Matthew Williams."

"And my little neice..." Natalia smiled. Anastasia frowned. "Anastasia Beilschmidt-Braginski, born to the personification of Russia and Prussia, Ivan Braginski and Gilbert Beilschmidt." Anastatia smiled.

"Wait wha-" Jacob started but was cut off by Natalia. "Of course if you want to meet your parents...the countrys will be a few hours drive from here staying at one of Americas old houses...The others are thinking its about time you met your parents...of course your parents wouldnt know..." Natalia smiled.

"Of course!" Anastasia jumped up clapping her hands together. Oliver and Jacob looked at each other. "Are you sure you arent going to get us out there and murder us?" Jacob asked then Oliver hit him. "We would love to come." Oliver hissed. Why didnt his brother see this could be a great oppurtunity, what if Natalia was telling the truth?

"By the way Natalia, how do you know about these countrys?" Oliver asked.

"Oh...Im Belarus." She said sadly.

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