They first meet.

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These will be in first person (their view).

Japan:

A/N: for the sake of making this easier, I'm doing with in Iwakuni, the Yamaguchi prefecture.

I was walking through the lotus fields on the beautiful spring day. The weather was perfect and on the corner of the street was a sakura tree in full bloom. Everything was so peaceful that I could have fallen asleep walking. Then I heard crying.

"Where is the crying coming from?" I said to no one in particular. I walked to were I heard the noise coming from, and saw a little baby carrier. I looked in side and saw a small baby with a little black hair, laying on a Doraemon blanket. I looked around for their mother, but saw no one. Then I saw a note on the carrier.

Dear who ever finds this,

I am sorry for putting this responsibility on you, but I wasn't ready to be a mother. I thought I was, but the father left after the child was born. You can name them what you wish, just please take care.

- The mother

I looked down at the small child, who had stopped crying, and picked it up.

"Wourd you rike to come home with me?" The small child buried it's face into my shoulder. Before I grabbed the carrier, I looked in the diaper.

"Werr herro my beautifur girr. I wirr carr you Sakura." As said to her as I walked home with my new daughter.

China:

I was looking out my window, having just finished some paperwork. I was thinking about the old times, when there was so many young nations to take care of, how I missed those days. I was snapped out of my thoughts by the all too familiar sound of a child's cry.

"Where is the child ~aru?" I said as I climbed out my window and started looking. I ended up at my front door with a little child wailing there. It was in a small straw basket with a purple blanket covering it. I picked it up and started cradling it. Once it stopped crying I looked inside it's diaper, to find out that it was a boy.

"What is a cute little boy doing here and where is your mother ~aru?" As a reply he started crying again. I soothed him down and took him inside. He stopped crying and was now interested in my cute stuffed toys. I placed him there and he immediately started cuddling with the stuffed pandas.

He soon drifted off to sleep, probably tired from the crying. "Bojing, I will name you Bojing, my little panda ~aru." Well I guess that solves my problem of missing young children.

A/N: I looked up male Chinese names, and it said that Bojing means gentle waves. Since China kept rocking him to sleep I thought that this was a good name.

Russia:

I was walking through a sunflower patch on a particularly peaceful afternoon when I heard a child's cry. I went to investigate and found a baby wrapped in a dirty white blanket. To the side of the child was a small box full of objects, and a note.

Dear the finder,

Please take care of my beautiful daughter. I wish her only a better life than what I have. I have left many supplies in the box to help you, I wish you only luck in taking care of my, now your, child.

I looked at the small child, who was now staring deep within my eyes. Her eyes lowered down to my scarf and was now reaching for it. "You like my scarf sunflower?" I picked her up, and she giggled as I rubbed her cheek.

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