name: Wing Shya (smell of summer) age: 14 Gender: female City: Shanghai Personality: Timid and caring but is outgoing in a way, likes to eat, pork buns~, likes to read, likes to write, studious but may sometimes get a little to wrapped up in a work, has a black side Looks: short dark-brown hair with long side parts emerald green eyes Friends: Pretty much anyone Enemies: America Crush: Hong Kong History: used to live on the streets and knew Japan when they were little because he used to play with her when he randomly found her in the streets. He gave her many things but then left all of a sudden only leaving her a jade dragon pendant hanging on a thick and strong red string (because he slashed China's back). Beijing (friend's O.C.) took her in with her husband China and was taking care of many other o.c.'s too. Moscow, Greenland, New Zealand, and English Channel. Other: She hates the dark and insects and is scared of dogs because she had bad experiences with them on the street but loves fox. Has friend baby fox always with her name Hikaru (is a guy) and can turn into a human but she is too dense to know. Also he was with her while she was in the streets helping her survive that is why he is "light" to her. She is also obsessed with wings and feathers and the sky because she had always thought of freedom and that is what they reminded her of. Family: (Includes friend's o.c.'s family) Russia, Ukraine, Belarus, China, Japan, England, America :(, Hong Kong, (pretty much all the Asians) _____________________________________________________________________________________ I had a loving family. I had a warm home. I had everything an ex-orphan could ask for. Yet all I wanted was for him to understand... I had these feelings, no matter how wrong some saw them as. He was almost my brother... we were almost siblings. It was wrong to have these feelings for him, but I couldn't help it. I loved him... my brother Hong Kong. I constantly had nightmares of my times as an orphan. On this particular night, only Hong Kong and I were at the Asian's house. I woke up from another nightmare, and I saw Hong Kong looking at me.
"Shanghai, are you okay?"
"Oh, Hong Kong. Just the nightmare again..."
"Wing, was it about the dog again?"
"Yes, but I'm getting better. It's not nearly as vivid as before."
"I worry about you, sometimes. You're always trying to be strong. We're here for you. Don't think you can't ask for help."
"I know you care, but I can recover from this." I spoke calmly, "What doesn't kill you." I smiled.
He sighed, mumbled, and left the room. I felt sad. How was it that he never understood? I had feelings for him, and I knew that some thought of it as incest. I refused to think of it like that, we weren't blood at all. We were close, goegraphicly and emotionally speaking. We seemed distant, but we ha a lot going on in our heads. He was my best friend. I thought back to when Beijing had found me and took me in. The energy she let off was odd, not like China's, he had gentle energy. I later learned that, like me, she had a rough past. I loved living with the family. We always had fun, given it was a little crowded in the house. And Moscow was a little... perverted. Thank god I'm only fourteen! So many people were around me, I could never tell when I was alone.
A few days after my nightmare about the dog China asked me to make some snacks for the allies that were coming over. Well, exactly what he said was, "Shanghai, I need you to make some tasty treats for the guests coming over soon. Can you do that?"
"Of course I can. Why wouldn't I?"
"Thank you Wing! You make great tasty treats!"
Well, all I can really say is it was hard to deal with the anger that came from old relationships being tested. Hong Kong and Britain were visibly giving off an air of anger. Then they started fighting.
"You, like, don't get how bad you made my life, dude!" Hong Kong shouted at Britain.
"You think I made your life hard? You always made so much noise with those firecrackers of yours!"
"Most people, like would have taken the time to kick me out after that!"
"You git! You have no idea what it's like to be in a kingdom!"
"I don't want to!"
"Guys, stop it!" I shouted, "Get a grip! This is long over, let it go!"
They stopped. The rest of the day was a blur as the shock came to me. I had never been so surprised by Hong Kong in my life. I just went through the day like it was any other. Well, we had some interesting conversations that day, not that I can remember any of them.
*Time skip*
"Wing, I need some help!"
"Coming Hong Kong, just a minute!"
"Thanks!"
I walked in to see him sruggling with the wrapping paper. It was pretty funny. He was trying to wrap E.C.'s birthday gift.
"Hong Kong, you idiot. You wrap the gift, not yourself!"
"I know that. Just help me wrap this stupid thing."
"Fine."
We worked in silence for a little while. Then he looked at me.
"Hey Wing? Can I ask you something?"
"Sure. Shoot."
"Do you think of me like a brother or a friend?"
"A friend, why?"
"So I could tell you something."
"What would that be?"
"I really like you. Like, I like, love you really."
"Hong Kong..."
"I get it, you don't feel the same..."
"No, I do! For a long time too!"
I jumped into his arms and we kissed. He was shy with it and I didn't mind at all. Who cares what anybody else says!
A/N: I hope you like it! I got massive writers block in the middle of this, so I hope it's good!
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