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title: drabbles
author: konbini @ rihiten
fandom: axis powers hetalia
characters/pairings: singapore, japan, england
warnings: uhh none
summary: Three very short drabbles on the Japanese occupation of Singapore. I don't even know where this came from.
1. acquired in the age of showa
The land of the rising sun named him the island of the light of the south. It was a handful to say in English, but he thinks that is the point. He does not delve into it. Japan is poetic and cryptic with his choice of words, but as far as names are concerned, Syonan-to is as much of a label as Point A or Colony Number Twenty-Six, and that's all there is to it.
2. where you are isn't here
Once the sun tucks itself and its rays into the horizon, Singapore crawls out of his sheets, well past gunpowder, dried blood and Kiku Honda. By an open window, he props himself up to rest his arms by the windowsill, comfortable enough for him to count the lights in the sky and the wishes they are able to grant. Cautious eyes shift between the napping Japanese soldier at his post and the crescent moon. A small hand cups his mouth, as if to hide what he wants to say. He does not shout out his guardian's name or cry for help. Instead, he whispers England's name like a secret to the stars, to the air, in the hopes of the wind carrying his message across waters and to the shore where he might be fighting, falling, drenched in red.
Arthur, come back.
Harsher, more urgent. Come back.
Kiku grunts in his sleep - Singapore's signal to scurry back under what he would call a blanket.
3. capitulation
It was simple: Arthur had given up.
He had to. He was falling apart. Not just Arthur, but him. Him, that little boy he failed to protect. That little boy who watched Yao's people - no, his people - die by Kiku's hands. He couldn't do anything; how could he? His body was covered in wounds not from battle, but torture. No pity, no mercy, this was war. War dragged him into this. He shouldn't have, but he suffered so much, so much, and Arthur wasn't there.
Was not. Was never -
Damn it, Kiku. Singapore, he wasn't just a nation, he was human. He - he was so young.
And it was his fault, Arthur's fault. Arthur's fault. Arthur kicks the dirt below him, screams.
Arthur's fault.
Syonan-to is short for "southern island obtained in the age of Showa"
Sook Ching Massacre.
Battle of Singapore. The largest surrender of British-led military personnel in history.
Out of curiosity, what's Singapore like in your head canon?
author: konbini @ rihiten
fandom: axis powers hetalia
characters/pairings: singapore, japan, england
warnings: uhh none
summary: Three very short drabbles on the Japanese occupation of Singapore. I don't even know where this came from.
1. acquired in the age of showa
The land of the rising sun named him the island of the light of the south. It was a handful to say in English, but he thinks that is the point. He does not delve into it. Japan is poetic and cryptic with his choice of words, but as far as names are concerned, Syonan-to is as much of a label as Point A or Colony Number Twenty-Six, and that's all there is to it.
2. where you are isn't here
Once the sun tucks itself and its rays into the horizon, Singapore crawls out of his sheets, well past gunpowder, dried blood and Kiku Honda. By an open window, he props himself up to rest his arms by the windowsill, comfortable enough for him to count the lights in the sky and the wishes they are able to grant. Cautious eyes shift between the napping Japanese soldier at his post and the crescent moon. A small hand cups his mouth, as if to hide what he wants to say. He does not shout out his guardian's name or cry for help. Instead, he whispers England's name like a secret to the stars, to the air, in the hopes of the wind carrying his message across waters and to the shore where he might be fighting, falling, drenched in red.
Arthur, come back.
Harsher, more urgent. Come back.
Kiku grunts in his sleep - Singapore's signal to scurry back under what he would call a blanket.
3. capitulation
It was simple: Arthur had given up.
He had to. He was falling apart. Not just Arthur, but him. Him, that little boy he failed to protect. That little boy who watched Yao's people - no, his people - die by Kiku's hands. He couldn't do anything; how could he? His body was covered in wounds not from battle, but torture. No pity, no mercy, this was war. War dragged him into this. He shouldn't have, but he suffered so much, so much, and Arthur wasn't there.
Was not. Was never -
Damn it, Kiku. Singapore, he wasn't just a nation, he was human. He - he was so young.
And it was his fault, Arthur's fault. Arthur's fault. Arthur kicks the dirt below him, screams.
Arthur's fault.
Syonan-to is short for "southern island obtained in the age of Showa"
Sook Ching Massacre.
Battle of Singapore. The largest surrender of British-led military personnel in history.
Out of curiosity, what's Singapore like in your head canon?