Hetalia | Time-Cut

| Chapter VI |

A Hetalia Fact For This Book:: Nations can get hurt or even killed permanently if another nation killed//hurt them. If a nation gets hurt by a person or an outside force, they can heal quickly.

It was raining hard when North Korea left the shelter of a car he couldn't recognize.

Strange. He thought, looking around. I must be dreaming. However, the rain soaked into his military uniform, stroking his skin. He shivered, slowly walking away from the car almost instantly. Where am I going? Why can't I control my own body? North Korea thought, looking around violently. Suddenly, two small bright eyes opened in the darkness. However, the two eyes began to come closer, yellow light blinding him. A flash of red sprayed onto the ground as the lights rammed into North Korea, throwing him to the ground. A scream could be heard above the ringing in his ears. Pain flared through his side, traveling up to his brain and down to his boots. He curled up on the ground, his jaw clenched in agony. What's happening to me? He thought, darkness edging his vision. Am I dying?

"Im Hyung Soo! Can you hear me, da-ze!" South Korea's loud voice made North Korea's eyes shoot open, his body yanking forward. His head throbbed, and he rubbed his temple with his gloved fingers. What happened?

Russia sat in a blue hard chair, next to America and China. North Korea felt a pain in his back, and he groaned, allowing his body to return back to a laying position. "Russia saved you from the flames, aru." China said, his voice high pitched with fear. "Oh, thank goodness he did too! I thought you died!"

"What happened?" North Korea asked, His voice weak.

"There was a fire." South Korea said this time, his eyes filled with worry. "You got trapped in the building, but you saved Liechtenstein."

That's right. North Korea realized. But why am I in the hospital? "What happened to me?" He asked quietly.

South Korea's eyes fell onto his lap. "You must have done something to your back, because there's a problem with that." He explained. "A sudden weight added, probably."

North Korea pursed his lips. "Maybe it was when I caught Liechtenstein. I was already weakened by the smoke."

America nods. "Yeah, Dude. Try not to worry about it. Besides, you're a hero!"

Russia glared at America. "Amerika, he has to worry about it! This affects his life!"

"What do you mean?" North Korea asked sharply.

The Russian swallowed. "Well, since you hurt your back you have to go easier on it. Just until it heals, da?"

"I guess." North Korea sighed, rubbing his temple with frustration. Who would light a fire like that? He thought, pursing his lips and turning towards the window that rested nearby. They endangered all the nations. Though it could have been an accident... no, I heard a match. Is someone trying to assassinate someone?

Russia placed a hand on North Korea's shoulder, giving it a small squeeze. "You are feeling much better, da?"

"Yes, thank you." The North Korean flashed Russia a grateful look. "For saving me."

"Saving you?" Russia smiled, bringing North Korea into a hug. "It is the right thing to do, no? Why wouldn't I save a friend?"

Perhaps because we don't talk much. You risked your life to save mine. North Korea thought, relaxing into the hug. "Well, still, thank you. You risked your entire nation to save mine."

"I didn't do it to save your nation." Russia's voice hardened slightly, and North Korea's eyes lifted up with shock. Russia was staring down at him, his violet eyes glittering with warmth and... is that guilt in his eyes? "I did it to save you." Russia squeezed North Korea's slim body once more.