(FanFic) APH: When The World Is Crumbling chp. 1

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Title: When The World is Crumbling; chapter one
Author: Hotaru
Characters: Germany, Italy, Holy Roman Empire, Prussia, Hong Kong, China, Russia, Denmark & Norway
Pairings: HRExItaly, PrussiaHK, ChinaRussia, DenNor
Rating: M
Warnings this chapter: possible OOCness, sex
Setting: Starts out in April, 2046
Summary: Nobody expected it to fall apart so easily.

A/N: For some reason, the thought of writing a dark-fic with Hetalia came into my mind. And I do believe in the HRE=Germany theory, it’s just not convenient for this one, so they’re two different people here.
Since it’s in the future, what happens in this fic is just made up, even though I’ll have some historical facts in the fic as well. Because it IS Hetalia, after all.
 


Italy, April the 4th, 2046

Ludwig sighed and looked at Italy. The boy had been acting strance, ever since he recieved that letter. Germany wondered who the letter was from, but the only time he had asked, Felichiano had told him he didn’t want to tell, (“Ve~ It’s a secret.”) and after that… Ludwig just hadn’t asked any more.
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Napels, Italy, April the 9th, 2046, 13;28

However, when a knock was heard on Italy’s door, Felichinao smiled a happy, but odd, smile, towards the visitor.
“Welcome back, Sacro Romano Impero.” he said.


If Ludwig had been there, maybe he would have felt shivers down his spine, and a feeling of warning. Or maybe if Italy had been like Germany, maybe he would have gotten those feelings. But since Italy is Italy, he invited Holy Roman Empire inside, giving him a glass of wine.
They sat in silence for a while, before Holy Roman Empire decided to speak. “Italia…” he called out the other nations name.
Felichiano turned to look at Holy Roman Empire, his vision uncharacteristically clouded by some unknown feeling. Or maybe it was the wine. He tilted his head. “Yes?”
“Do you want to create a better world together with me?” The question was asked with sincere feelings, and Italy blinked.
“Is the world bad?”
“Yes. It is very bad. And it is getting darker all the time. You should be glad that you have not had to see what I have seen.”
“Haahh…” Italy took a sip of wine. “I’ll do it. If it’s to protect Sacro Romano Impero from feeling more pain, I’ll do anything.”
“Really?” Holy Roman Empire smiled. “Then you will follow me?”
“Yes. I’ll do anything Sacro Romano Impero tells me.”
“Italia…”
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Harbin, Heilongjiang, China, April the 13th, 2046, 17;42



Russia was pressed down onto the bed by China, who kissed him forcefully. Both nations’ eyes were glazed over and they both were panting heavily after passionated kissing.
“Yao…”
Russia moaned when China kissed his neck.
A tounge flicked out, licking at the hickey left there.
Another moan was released from the bigger man’s mouth, and he wrapped his arms around China’s neck, while clothes were pulled off, thrown haphazardly around the room.
China spread Russia’s legs wide, licking his fingers and sticking one inside of Russia, moving it inside the moaning man.

Because despite the Yao’s lithe frame, he was a dominant person, even if no one would believe it if told.
But the younger nation didn’t really mind. He only felt the pleasure, anyways. Couldn’t think of anything else but Yao.

“Ivan…”
China let out a pant, mixed with the other nation’s human name, and probed another finger into Russia, moving his fingers in a scissors motion.
After having added another finger, he stroked Russia’s insides, and hit a spot that made Russia yell out in pleasure.
“Found it, aru…” China rested his forehead against Russia’s, lifting his legs to rest on his thin shoulders.
“a—h–” Russia let out yet another moan, and groaned when China slowly pressed into him, letting himself being shealthed fully, before he pulled out and thrusted in again, with so much more force.
“Y–ao–”
Another moan, a yelp, and lips touching lips.

It was long forgotten that they were actually supposed to talk business. But who cared. At the moment, all that mattered were them, together, right now.
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Chung Hau, Lantau Island, Hong Kong, April the 13th, 2046, 20;54

The weather was nice, the moon was beaming softly, and a soft wind rustled through the branches. Prussia laughed at one of his own jokes, as Hong Kong calmly sipped on his dai pai dong milk tea*, a small smirk on his face. The smirk was not unnoticed by Prussia, who looked at him quizzically. “What is it?” he asked the asian nation.
“Nothing, really.” Hong Kong replied, his smirk widening.
Prussia raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. “Then why’re you smirking like a maniac?”
“…” Hong Kong tried, and failed, to wipe away the frown from his face. “…It’s just you.”
“Huh?” Prussia seemed to loose the grip of his own arms, and he looked even more confused.
“Your antics are quite cute, Purushi.” Hong Kong used the chinese name for the nation, and saw Prussia’s face flush with red.
“Right…Whatever…Umm…” he sat down by the table, opposite of Hong Kong.
Hong Kong smiled again.
“You said you had something for me.” Prussia said, switching subject.
“Impatient, Purushi?” Hong Kong stood up and walked over to a drawer, pulling out a package.
Prussia was practically jumping up and down where he was sitting, as Hong Kong placed the package on the table, sitting down opposite of Prussia once again.
Removing the brown paper, Prussia smirked. “So you also heard this about matching clothes being popular.” It was not a question. It was a statement.
“Ah..Yes..” Hong Kong nodded.
“Thanks.” Prussia said, leaning over the table to give Hong Kong a quick kiss.
The chinese colony tried to supress a blush, succeeding well, but not completeley.
“Heh, awesome me can make you look cute~” Prussia smirked.
Hong Kong regained his composture, giving Prussia a blank stare.
“Right, right. Don’t be grumpy at awesome me.”
“I’m not.” Hong Kong replied, yawning. “Mmm..tired..”
“You’re so cute~” Prussia hurried around the table, pulling Hong Kong into a hug.
“…” Hong Kong just glanced back at the prussian man, somewhat leaning into the touch. “..Can we go to sleep now..?”
At that comment, Prussia lifted Hong Kong in his arms, walking into the adjoining bedroom, placing the boy on the bed, laying down beside him, hugging him close.



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Harbin, Heilongjiang, China, April the 13th, 2046, 23;18

When Russia had left, limping just slightly, China had watched him go, both with anticipation for their next meeting, and with a foreboding feeling that something bad was to happen.
Now, he was once more laying in his bed (this time, of course, without Russia) and he was having a quiet discussion with himself upon the subject.
But all of a sudden, even without China noticing anything, something hard and blunt smashed into his head, and everything around him went black and silent.
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Chung Hau, Lantau Island, Hong Kong, April the 13th, 2046, 23;39

“Hey, you heard that?” Prussia said, suddenly, sitting up, softly shaking Hong Kong.
“Hm? What?”
“I think I heard footsteps.” Now Prussia hurried out of the bed.
“..But there’s not supposed to be anyone here besides us…”

Prussia didn’t have time to be amazed over so many words being uttered by Hong Kong, because at that moment, the door flew off of it’s hinges (probably kicked open) and it flew to the other wall.
A large amount of men barged into the room, dressed in green-blue uniforms.
“You’re.. West’s men..” Prussia stuttered. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“The boy is to come with us, Herr Gilbert.” one of the men (seemingly the leader of the troop) said sternly. “And your brother have advised you to not do any resistance.”
“As if!” Prussia shouted. “What are you going to do to him?!”
“He’s going to be locked away. For the safety of the world.” The man said. “His siblings have all already submitted to their fate.”
Hong Kong’s eyes widened. No way…
Prussia bit his lip. “You can’t take him from me.”
“You are mistaken.” The man’s eyes bore into Gilbert’s burning red ones, and the prussian stood in front of Hong Kong, protecting him from being touched by his brother’s men.
“Don’t you dare take him from me..he’s all I have left…”



Pu-Purushi.. Hong Kong had never heard the man say something like that, even though he knew that Prussia had lost everything, that he wasn’t even a nation any more. Beacause soon 100 years ago, the Preußen nation had been officially abolished. Next year…at February the 25th…it is one hundred years ago… They had been together for a long time. But not enought a time to know every single thing about each other. If Hong Kong had to depart now…who knew when they would see each other again, if ever… I don’t want to leave him..

Then… a gunshot rang in the air, and Hong Kong’s eyes widened, when he saw his Purushi fall to the ground, blood flowing in the air.
“BU!!!”
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Copenhagen, Denmark, April the 14th, 2946, 10;37

A petite frown appeared on Norway’s face when Denamrk grinned at him. “You can’t be serious.”
“Eh? Why can’t I?” Denmark looked surprised.
“A guy don’t ask another guy to marry them just like that.” Norway said, turning his gaze towards the papers he had in his hands.
“Have you proposed to anyone, then?”
A small blush, from both anger and embarrassment, spread on Norway’s face. “D-don’t be silly. I don’t have anyone I could propose to, even if I wanted”.



Denmark pouted. “But what about me, then?”
“I don’t care.”
“No~rge~” Denmark whined. “Marry me~”
“I don’t believe you..”
“How mean. I even bought a ring and all…”
Norway looked up. “Huh?”
“..maybe I should’ve given it to you right away..?” Denmark picked out a small box from his pocket. “Please, marry me, Norge.”
This time, the blush that spread on the shorter nation’s face was only one of embarrassment. “…you…Danmark…”
“Yes?” Denmark tilted his head to the side.
“Zounds, Danmark! Alright! Just don’t look at me like that!”
“Jej! Norge, Jeg elsker dig!” Denmark proclamed, causing Norway to blush even more so, because of Denmark expressing his love so directly. Then Denmark slid a small silver ring on Norway’s finger, pressing a quick kiss onto the other’s lips.
“Right… Now shut u-”
“Sir Danmark!” A man dressed in the same fashion as Denmark’s usual attire hurried into the room. “A-all of the East Asian country’s have been captured by German soldiers!”
“…” Norway and Denmark stared at the man.
Then, as if he had finally processed the man’s words, Denmark bursted; “What?!“
“It’s true!” the man said. “Last night, German troups took all of them to some place!”
“..Shit…” Denmark said. “Get as much information for me as fast as possible! And do not let Germany hear about it!”
“Ja, sir!”

“…what’s happening…?” Norway mumbled.
“..I don’t know… I just hope it’s not anything bad..There’ve been enough trouble already…”

To be continued..



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14th July 2009
Hm… Thank you to Seawing9 from dA for the help with the chinese here^^
I think you might be able to guess that “Purushi” means “Prussia”. “Bu” means “No”
This was only the first chapter. I think this fic’ll be long… No matter to me^^
Since it’s in different parts, with different people, I don’t have to write it in order right away. I did write the Italy-parts first, though. On my phone, though. I was simultaniously writing the second PruHK-part, both ChiRu-parts, and the DenNor-part. That was yesterday.
But dad had shut off the net, so I couldn’t check the chinese words until today. So the writing was finished today. Now it’s just the pictures left. I’ve done some of them, but not all.
Hetalia-MADs are a great source of inspiration for this, did you know? It’s a pity I can’t sit by my own computor, though. Nope, I have to sit by my sister’s. And the thing that makes it possible for me to sit in her room; she’s downstairs with Ren and are working on cosplays. Because it’s NärCon soon. I can’t wait for it~<3
Oh well, I’ll stop writing this boring part, where I rant. I wanna write on that OneShot I call That’s Love, Sai Lo. Bye for now~

19th August 2009
Righ~ Finally, the pictures are scanned (courtesy of libran-lovlov@dA) and I feel both happy and angry. Happy cuz I can now post this fanfic, and angry because I’m seriously starting to hate my class. And this is only the second day of my second year at High School here in Sweden! Though I’m so freaking happy for the CD I bought yesteray! Alexander Rybak; Fairytales~
Anyways. I hopw you liked the first chapter, because I WON’T give up on this fic!
Well, I won’t give up on my other chapter-fic’s either, but… I’m working on them, I promise. *bows* Now then, see you next time.

Ah, and if there’s anything unclear, if I’ve not translated everything, or if I’ve srelled wrong or something, feel free to tell me~<3

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*(1) Dai pai dong milk tea; Hong Kong-style milk tea, often known as dai pai dong milk tea, is a beverage originating from Hong Kong. It consists of black tea sweetened with evaporated milk, and is usually part of an afternoon meal in Hong Kong tea culture. Although originating from Hong Kong, it is also frequently found overseas in restaurants serving Hong Kong cuisine and Hong Kong-style western cuisine. In Malaysia it is called Teh See.

Translations
Sacro Romano Impero = Holy Roman Empire
Preußen = Prussia
“Jej! Norge, Jeg elsker dig!” = “Yay! Norway, I love you!”

Maps:
Italy
Hong Kong
China
Denmark
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