A Cry

                                    

                                          
(More like 'I Cry') Read ^^^^^^
                          
Kuro locked Italy's door and walked to the next room, pulling Kiku in and shutting the door tightly.
                          
Kuro sighed as he sat Kiku down on a bed, uncuffing him. 
                          
This room was pretty much the  same room Italy was put in, Exept the bedding was black.
                          
Kuro glared at a small fly buzzing around his room, while Kiku glared at him.
                          
"What do you want?" Kiku finally asked, but his voice was quiet and hoarse. He was still furiously rubbing his wrists.
                          
Kuro sighed, his scowl becoming an emotainless expression.
                          
"You need to switch to our side."
                          
Kiku kept an emotainless look, but he was surprised. "No! You take me from my friends, hurt me for the sourl  reason of scaring my friends and expect me to move to your side?"
                          
Kuro sigh. "I knew you were going to do this."
                          
Kiku continued to glare as Kuro went over and lightly took his thin wrists.
                          
"We want to take over. We can't stay stuck here forever. If you join us, you won't get hurt. If you swear royarty, you won't have to stay in that dungeon." Kuro explained lightly.
                          
"No." Kiku stated dryly.
                          
"Why not?"
                          
"Your evir. You hurt me and my friends."
                          
"So have they. Every sinre one of them."
                          
Kiku bit his bottom lip. This was true, but that was in the past. It happens to everyone...
                          
"Remember... Acuarry, I think I'rr just show you."
                          
Kuro let go of Kiku's wrists. Kiku considered running, but knew he wouldn't get far. He didn't know this place.
                          
Kuro pulled a small remote from under the bed, pointing it at the wall, witch slide apart and revealed a T.V.
                          
Kiku shifted nervously. What was Kuro going to show him?
                          
Kuro scowled as he clicked a button on his remote. Kiku popped up on the screen, with Germany and Italy.
                          
Kiku immediately paled.
                          
Germany and Italy were walking, Italy talking to Germany really quickly, while Germany just listened. Japan was walking next to them too, but farther away.
                          
Suddenly Japan slowed down, watching as Italy and Germany kept walking. They didn't even noticed he stopped...
                          
"They were to busy with each other. They forgot about you." Kuro said, his scowl becoming slightly more soft.
                          
Kiku was silent.
                          
Kuro sighed. "Maybe this one."
                          
The screen lit up, and Kiku instantly pursed his lips.
                          
He was with America as they frowned at each other. "I'm not part of the war... But just in case, can I have a hug goodbye?" America asked him.
                          
"Of course America-San!" Japan as he hugged the larger male smiling.
                          
The scene changed. 
                          
He was in his bosses office. His boss was grinning. "Just one bomb, to put America into this war."
                          
"Uh, sir, with arr do respect, I don't think we shou-"
                          
"Quiet! Bomb. America." His boss said harshly. The Japan on screen winced and nodded slowly.
                          
"Good. Meeting dissmissed."
                          
Screen Japan stood up and left, as soon as he was out the door he leaned against the wall, his hand covering his mouth as a tear fell down his cheek.
                          
"Oh Kami-Sama... I'm so sorry America-San..."
                          
The scene skipped to Japan with America. America was bleeding, and yelling full force at Japan. It was about pearl harbor. America swore he would get back at him.
                          
Then the scene changed again. He was standing a bit far away from a city, with was very lively. He was hugging a little girl, who grinned as she skipped into a car and drove into said city.
                          
Screen Japan smiled as they left.
He continued to watch his city, and was just about to leave when-
                          
his eyes widened and tears filled his eyes as he watched a bomb land on the city.
                          
Crying out, screen Japan held his arms, bleeding heavily. Tears dripped down his face as he watched his city crumble.
                          
The screen went blank.
                          
Kiku covered his mouth with his hands. Tears dripped down his face slowly.
                          
Finally he choke out a small, "But that was... before..."
                          
Kuro winced and walked over to the small male.
                          
"Do you understand now?" He asked softly.
                          
Kiku shook his head. "I c-can't!"
                          
Kuro's eye twitched, but he sighed. "I have no choice then."
                          
He turned and pressed another button, and the screen was filled with a smaller Japan, in his bed.
                          
Screen Japan jumped out of bed and walked out of the room. "Nii-san?" He called in a small voice.
                          
Suddenly he stopped and leaned his ear against the door.
                          
"-weak, aru! I can't keep him like this. He's not strong enough, aru."
                          
Little screen Japan's eyes widened and he ran to his room and crawled into his bed crying softly.
                          
"I'rr get stronger, I wirr."
                          
The scene changed.
                          
Slightly older Japan leaned over China, his Katana raised.
                          
"Why, aru?" China sobbed.
                          
"I had to become stronger." Screen Japan said stoticly, no expression or emotain.
                          
As Screen Japan raised his katana-
                          
"Please! Stop!" Real Japan sobbed, covering his eyes.
                          
Kuro turned the screen off.
                          
"You understand correct?"
                          
Kiku just sobbed.
                          
Kuro sighed. "I'll give you time to think."
                          
Kuro left the room before a smirk arose on his face.
                          
Leaning against the wall he waited for the darker Italy to appear. After a while, he did.
                          
"It went well, ve?" Luciano,  dark italy, asked, smirking. You could hear soft sobbing from his room too.
                          
"Very." Kuro said, locking his door from the outside.
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All the countries stood in shock.
                          
All these thing that had hurt Japan...
                          
Was it really their fault?
                          
America sobbed openly. It was his fault. The bombings. He should have never done that. 
                          
China was completely rigid. "No, aru... I wasn't talking about you, aru!" He cried.
                          
Germany was frozen. Had he really neglected him like that?
                          
Russia and France were completely shocked.
                          
France gently took the phone from America and made the fly fly from the room, under the door and into the room Italy was put into.

                          
It was good, yes? Next chapter is what happened to Italy.
And who knew Japan had such a dark past? 
                          
Then again most of them do...
                          
I shall update soon!