I know people love 2p Hetalia, so here you go. Enjoy and please comment. Oh, and some background information if you get confused is right here: Antarctica is a character I made up (so I could be in the anime). Her real name is Lukka, and I will be calling her that a couple of times. Now, enjoy the fanfic!
Chapter One: The Red Eyes
Antarctica was having a bad day. Again.
It wasn't really her fault, though. It had more to do with crazy 2p characters of all the countries of the world running around destroying the world as we know it. Lukka sighed. It was really hard to believe it had only been yesterday that she had been on a date with her beloved Japan...
Yesterday morning
"Lukka-sama, are you coming?" Lukka looks up from her manga. "Oh, good morning Kiku. What's up?" Japan sighs. "Lukka-sama, today's our date, remember?" Lukka smacks her head in an awesome attempt at a facepalm. "Oh, I'm sorry Kiku! I was just reading this great manga I recently discovered. Besides, you know me, always forgetting things. It,s a wonder I'm still alive, you know." Japan, quite used to Lukka's ramblings, only nods in his quiet, studying-the-atmosphere way. "Well Lukka-sama, we better leave now or we'll never get to China's restaurant in time."
Lukka and Kiku get to China's place a bit late but just in time for one of China's famous morning masterpieces: rice dumplings and fish. China serves their food himself, winking at Lukka before leaving, thus earning him a glare from Japan "Enjoy aru!" He smiles, bows to them, and walks away. But suddenly, he doubles over, and Antarctica can see that he was in a lot of pain. "China, is there something wrong?" She asks. China looks up, and for a moment Lukka sees a flash of red in his eye. Lukka gasps. That red, it was so familiar, she could have sworn she had seen it before... but just as quickly as it had appeared, the red vanished, and Lukka wondered if it had just been her imagination. "I'm fine , aru, it must be just old age kicking in, aru. Please, enjoy your breakfast." China straightened up and walked away. Lukka noticed Japan watching his older brother walking away with a confused and worried look on his face, and Lukka wondered if he had seen the red in China's eyes, too.
Chapter 2: Enter 2p Japan and China
Lukka and Kiku ate in silence for the rest of their date. When they had finished and payed the bill, they left the restaurant, still in silence. Before they had gotten to the car, Japan suddenly stopped. " Excuse me Lukka-sama, but I need to see if my brother really is okay. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if he is hurt." Lukka nodded. "I know how much you care about him, Kiku. Don't worry, I can wait." Japan bowed to her, then quickly walked back towards the restaurant. "I hope China is alright," Lukka said softly.
Japan made his way towards the back of the restaurant. He stopped in the huge kitchen to see if China might be there. Strangely, no one was in the kitchen at all. "Does he do all the cooking himself?" Japan thought in wonder. Scanning the room, Japan noticed something very odd. All the drawers were open, and their contents were all on the floor. Spoons, forks, tongs, chopsticks. In fact, the only thing not there was... the knives. Japan stepped back. He had to find China. Suddenly, Japan heard something whoosh right behind him. Hundreds of years practicing martial arts saved him from getting scewered by the huge knife flying towards him. Japan jumped aside, and the knife thudded into the wall. Japan got up quickly, ready to face his attacker. But what he saw did not make sense at all. There was China, holding a knife in both hands, and smiling sadistically. "Whoops, bad aim, aru," he pouted. "China!? What's going on here?" China smiled again. "Oh, please, don't mistake me with that weakling Yao Wang, aru. He may have a totalitarian government, but he is such a softie, aru." Japan looked at this strange person who looked like his brother but was not his brother. The one thing that caught his eye was the imposter's eyes. They were a deep, dark red, not at all like China's warm brown ones. "Who are you, and what have you down to Yao?" The not-China laughed. "I'm insulted. Are we really that different, aru? My name is Yang Wang. I am Yao's dark side, his 2p side you might say, aru. The China you know is not here. Now, enough talk. Time to die!" Japan dived aside as the 2p China threw one of his huge butchering knives at him. Before he could throw anymore knives, Japan managed to push past Yang, running towards the front doors. He burst through the doors, running towards his car. Lukka was still there, looking slightly bored. She looked up, watching Japan running towards her. "Um, Kiku, did you talk to China? Is he alright?" Japan, stopping to catch his breath, said, "I talked to him alright, but he wasn't willing to listen." At that moment, 2p China burst out of the restaurant, knives in hand, with the craziest expression on his face. He looked like a demented, homicidal psycho. Seeing Lukka and Japan, he grinned sadistically. "Well, well, if it isn't Lukka, the girl who isn't a country. I've been looking forward to meeting you, aru." 2p China stepped forward slowly, carressing one of his knives lovingly. "I am quite sorry, but I cant deal with you right now, aru. I have important matters to deal with concerning my dear little brother, aru." Yang lowered his knives. "Oh brother! Come out, aru! I know you're in there." Lukka looked at Japan, and stepped back. "Oh, no," she whispered. "No, not you too. Dont tell me you have one too!" Japan looked up, and Lukka could see the red beginning to stain his eyes. "Lukka..." he whispered. "Lukka, run, or they'll get you too..." and then Kiku was gone. It was not Japan who stood there. Instead, a red-eyed stranger that looked like Japan was in his place. "Finally!" He groaned, stretching. "I've been cooped up in there for ages. God, he's strong. I couldn't overpower his mind until you called me, brother." Yang nodded. "Now, Kuro, we must find the others, aru. But first..." he turned to Lukka and grinned. "Your 2p is very, very powerful, aru," he murmured, scanning her. "Yes, I believe she would be a great ally, aru. But how to get her out..." For the first time that day, Lukka smiled. Her smile was just as big as 2p China's. "Oh, you might want to be very, very careful. Lusaka doesn't like being WOKEN UP!" At these last words, Lukka suddenly rushed into the car, turning the engine on. Yang and Kuro jumped forward, snarling, but Lukka had caught them off-guard. Before they could reach the car, Lukka had already switched gears. She zoomed forward, leaving Yang and Kuro coughing in the dust. 2p Japan straightened up as the dust cleared. "Well played, my love, well played. This is going to be so much fun..."
