✧ Hollow Forest; Secrets from Within ✧

Bonus Chapter 🕛 • Of Two Sides

A young man in his teenage years wandered through the lonely halls of a lifeless grey hallway, his figure resembled of a young boy however his wits was of that of a wise old man.

Moon shone high above in the night sky, a crow flew above as clouds started to cover the bright circular figure of the crescent moon.

A weaved figure of a katana pierced through the light with blinding speed. It's sheathe was the color of burning amber and the tint of its blade was a pure silver and titanium white.

"The ultimatum, of two sides shall be of two equal power. To never see such a day where one wins over the other."

The prophet, or visionteller, UIA's voice rang out their genderless form was visible atop a stained glass window as the pale rays of the moon shone down through them.

Their emotionless face together with their weapon of choice, brought shivers throughout the room.

His veil fell on top of his eyes as the glasses began changing colors, the two figures down below him stared at each other of visible rage and— admiration?

UIA raised his hand as a glowing stone dangling from beneath his wrist, "May the force of light be forever to keep you from fighting for too long." His eyes glowed as the room burst with a bright light.

* . Japan's POV . *

I just can't with him! He's so arrogant and annoying—, I thought as I folded my haori back up and placed it in my closet.

My room was a traditional Japanese home, just like how I requested from ASEAN. I got up from my room floor and grabbed my katana from its showcase in the corner of my room hidden away from people when they first come in.

I opened the shutters to my room as I looked upon my dorm, a mix of traditional Japanese and Mongolian home-decor.

A painting of a mountain rang was hung atop of a beige wall, Mongolia's collection of books were lined nicely on a dark-oak bookcase near a large black box with a glossy sheen on the front..

One of the books shone a crimson red closet to that of someone's blood, with some Mongolian written on the backbone— 'Мянган шуурга сэрдэг' was the text.

On the top of the bookcase was a small brown jar and a photograph that looked heavily worn down as the sides of it were beginning to rip and it's colors were changing from a dark brown color to a pale lighter brown.

I shook my head as I neared the door, unlocking the golden padding and opening it with a small click.

* . South Korea POV . *

'I don't get it, why doesn't Japan like me? After all, wasn't I the one that helped him overcome his fears?' I thought inside my head as North Korea and I rearranged our dorm— for the fifth time this month.

I didn't mind, he's my brother we've been through a lot, and I know his OCD is a big problem but, he's my brother so. . .

After a bit of cleaning, I had told my twin that I was going to go out, he meekly nodded but I also didn't mind this gesture and behavior of his,

Nonetheless I waved and unlocked the door— we always it locked whenever we rearrange our dorm, as I headed into the hallway of our dorm building.

Before I knew it, I smelled the familiar sugary flowery scent approaching from the east hallway, walking towards me in all their glory was Japan, oh what I would give to see him again but bruised and scratched like last year's battle. . .

(OH MY GOD south has sadistic thoughts- that's a first—) 

Before I knew his eyes locked onto mine, a cold but surprised look in his pale white eyes. I snorted a bit at him,

"What?" He raised an eyebrow at me as I sniffled my giggles.

"You look funny, Illbon." I replied, my hanbok loosely hanged on my shoulders, I looked down on the other, realizing a blush crawled up his neck.

"Shut up." He replied back, the blush now had traveled up to his cheeks.

I smiled slyly, grabbing his wrist and yanking him behind me before I sprinted to one of the art classrooms.

"You remember the paintings we made together when we were young? One of your tree-teacher mentor?" I snorted at my own words as Japan turned redder,

"She's real! After all, my own mother left me under her vessel! If she didn't choose me then how come I can use a katana for fox's sake!" He slapped my hand away, I retracted my hand from his wrist and I snickered.

"Whatever you say, Illbon." I continued my giggling fit as he looked up towards the painting.

I followed his sight as my eyes landed on a beautiful work of art of a Sakura tree and a white unicorn standing by it, a beautiful dove and a glowing tiger above it and a white and red serpent dangling from one of the branches,

The painting was a true work of art, judged by the one and only UNESCO themselves and given a special place in the Academy under UN's and AU's orders. A true work of unity and art by both myself and Japan, if I do say so.

Fortunately it was our proudest and greatest achievement together in our first years at the Academy and the art that had myself so attached. . to this albino man. 

Nonetheless it represented me and him and our friends and family that we ever so cherished, starting with his— the dove was of a memoir of Taiwan, a chess-master and sister of China, a high-class noble student. Then there was Mongolia, who was the red serpent, a sly but also humble archer with the skill passed down to him by his ancestors who fought alongside The Eastern Forest's Protector long ago,

next to him was the unicorn, the memoir for someone I hadn't remembered their name but— I'll let it pass.

The white serpent was a memoir of my twin brother and childhood best friend, North Korea. Someone I care deeply for and he does for me too, even though he might not show it.

And finally, there was the white tiger, the representation for Singapore, a truly keen and unique woman. She had a truly unexplainable love and interest in gold and I couldn't even explain, but in her heart her family were her first priority and that consisted of ASEAN's Council's members, all 9 and 2 observers.

But,

Sometimes,

I ask myself,

do I truly deserve a man—

this kind?

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And bonus chapter completed! Hope you enjoyed reading the lovely sexual tension that goes on between those two! And have extra lore bits of other characters as well,  

So~ next, we have chapter 10! Stay tuned!

- Author Ettie out!