“What do you mean?” America's face becomes stern, but China doesn't blame him. It's a very serious subject; “You know amnesiac cases, America. You can't just tell them all they've forgotten and expect them to remember. It's something similar here- aru.”
“But England didn't forget, he--” America begins, but China cuts him off swiftly; “just isn't aware he remembers everything- aru.” China rests his chin on his hands, which are laced together and has his elbows rest on his knees, “I know, America.”
“Then why are you saying this?” He asks, and China looks down; “Because even if that was the case, I wouldn't know how to go about all this- aru.”
“... What?” America asks, and China can tell his voice is bordering on shock and possible rage; Russia is coming to his mind all over again.
“Russia forced England to forget his own name. I don't doubt he knows what it takes to make England forget everything,” He grabs America's arm as he stands; “Remember last time- aru.” Then the memories flood back like a raging waterfall, and America recalls the screams and shattering glass and all the chaos; it sends his mind spiraling again. He sits down again.
“Don't get me wrong- aru. I am not pinning the blame on Russia. There is a chance England can not remember because of him, but there is a chance he simply can not recall it is all. Or option C- aru, and that is he chooses not to remember it.” That is what leaves their discussion in a frozen moment, and America struggles to speak. His mouth opens, it closes, it opens, and closes again. He... he doesn't know what to say.
“We don't know what Russia told him.” China says, and America feels the leather of the couch strain under his grip, because he is holding it so tight because it is all that keeps him from flying to Europe.
“Russia is not your concern, America. Think about England. If you leave him-” China warns him and is promptly cut off by America; “I know... I know.” He says quietly, and sits back, releasing his hold on the couch.
“All right. On the topic of England... First, we need to find out why he's like this; why he can't remember. Whether he's afraid, or doesn't want to, or something completely different- aru. If possible, you might have to speed up- aru.” China explains, and America nods; the economy is terrible, and it does the United Kingdom no good to have one of its personifications missing (right now, they are left with all, but Ireland and Scotland, who have taken up representing the United Kingdom until England's return.) so he has to hurry, but all the same-- “But if it's causing you to rush it, then don't. We need to be as slow as England needs- aru. He's still fragile; we need to preserve his trust more then anything.”
“... Got it... but what can I do to make him trust me more?” America asks himself quietly, and China smiles; “I thought you would ask that- aru. I have some ideas.”
America looks at him peculiarly; he knows China is smart, but heck, he is the last person America expects to know plenty about relationships; he'd usually go to Canada for this kind of thing.
“So, tomorrow, you are to take England out on a date- aru. I heard of a place here... The Cheesecake Factory, they called it? Taiwan and Hong Kong went- aru. They said it was great, so take England there, enjoy dinner, and the night scenery. I heard tomorrow is indeed a cloud free day- aru.” China says this all in one breath, and... and America is speechless.
[A/N: Sorry! Short update is short! ;A; It's sort of like a small transition, ending the earlier event and. uh. GIVING YOU A LITTLE HINT ABOUT PART 23, HMMM?
There should be even more fluff after that too~~ Poor America's gonna get ordered around by China for quite a bit. Needless to say, it'll be cute, so I hope you love it~~ <3 I hope it's cute, LOL;;;.
ALSO. I er, also started a new fill on the APH Kink Meme, so go check it out~~ It's on the 29th page. I think by now you can probably tell it's me by my manner of writing. XDDD]
Hold Me Close [22/?]
“But England didn't forget, he--” America begins, but China cuts him off swiftly; “just isn't aware he remembers everything- aru.” China rests his chin on his hands, which are laced together and has his elbows rest on his knees, “I know, America.”
“Then why are you saying this?” He asks, and China looks down; “Because even if that was the case, I wouldn't know how to go about all this- aru.”
“... What?” America asks, and China can tell his voice is bordering on shock and possible rage; Russia is coming to his mind all over again.
“Russia forced England to forget his own name. I don't doubt he knows what it takes to make England forget everything,” He grabs America's arm as he stands; “Remember last time- aru.” Then the memories flood back like a raging waterfall, and America recalls the screams and shattering glass and all the chaos; it sends his mind spiraling again. He sits down again.
“Don't get me wrong- aru. I am not pinning the blame on Russia. There is a chance England can not remember because of him, but there is a chance he simply can not recall it is all. Or option C- aru, and that is he chooses not to remember it.” That is what leaves their discussion in a frozen moment, and America struggles to speak. His mouth opens, it closes, it opens, and closes again. He... he doesn't know what to say.
“We don't know what Russia told him.” China says, and America feels the leather of the couch strain under his grip, because he is holding it so tight because it is all that keeps him from flying to Europe.
“Russia is not your concern, America. Think about England. If you leave him-” China warns him and is promptly cut off by America; “I know... I know.” He says quietly, and sits back, releasing his hold on the couch.
“All right. On the topic of England... First, we need to find out why he's like this; why he can't remember. Whether he's afraid, or doesn't want to, or something completely different- aru. If possible, you might have to speed up- aru.” China explains, and America nods; the economy is terrible, and it does the United Kingdom no good to have one of its personifications missing (right now, they are left with all, but Ireland and Scotland, who have taken up representing the United Kingdom until England's return.) so he has to hurry, but all the same-- “But if it's causing you to rush it, then don't. We need to be as slow as England needs- aru. He's still fragile; we need to preserve his trust more then anything.”
“... Got it... but what can I do to make him trust me more?” America asks himself quietly, and China smiles; “I thought you would ask that- aru. I have some ideas.”
America looks at him peculiarly; he knows China is smart, but heck, he is the last person America expects to know plenty about relationships; he'd usually go to Canada for this kind of thing.
“So, tomorrow, you are to take England out on a date- aru. I heard of a place here... The Cheesecake Factory, they called it? Taiwan and Hong Kong went- aru. They said it was great, so take England there, enjoy dinner, and the night scenery. I heard tomorrow is indeed a cloud free day- aru.” China says this all in one breath, and... and America is speechless.
[A/N: Sorry! Short update is short! ;A; It's sort of like a small transition, ending the earlier event and. uh. GIVING YOU A LITTLE HINT ABOUT PART 23, HMMM?
There should be even more fluff after that too~~ Poor America's gonna get ordered around by China for quite a bit. Needless to say, it'll be cute, so I hope you love it~~ <3 I hope it's cute, LOL;;;.
ALSO. I er, also started a new fill on the APH Kink Meme, so go check it out~~ It's on the 29th page. I think by now you can probably tell it's me by my manner of writing. XDDD]