Just realized I haven't posted this up here. I put everyone's name in a bag (totally not my idea), shake it, then draw two names and write a oneshot about them. So...yeah.
CP01: South Korea/Belarus: Brother
Summary: Little siblings are meant to be seen, not heard, and...get shipped together, especially when tensions about their brothers arise.
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Korea both loathes and fondly remembers the day Taiwan forced him to come with her to Ukraine's house.
"Come on," she'd said, poking him in the arm. "Come with me."
"Why?" he'd groaned without looking up from the computer screen. "Go by yourself."
She'd given him an exasperated sigh. "Gege said I can't go outside alone because I have to beware of naked Frenchmen and drunk Englishmen or something like that."
He'd glared at her. "Where's China-hyung, then? He can take you."
"At a meeting," she'd replied without missing a beat.
"Japan-"
"-He went out with Greece and Turkey."
"Hong Kong-"
"Seriously, are you so cooped up nowadays watching dramas that you don't know where your own siblings are? Hong's spending the day with Thailand and Vietnam, remember?"
"Where are Tibet and Mongolia…?"
She'd groaned then and smacked her hand to her forehead. "Those two are never here, and you know that…"
"Fine." His eye twitching, he switched the computer off and got up. "Where are we going, again?"
"Ukraine's house," she told him fondly. "I'm going to visit her and Belarus."
Brown eyes met brown eyes, and Korea raised an eyebrow at his sister and smiled in anticipation. "Honestly, I can't tell whether you're the best or worst sister ever. Let's just…get this over with."
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"Eeeeeeeek! G-get off me, you-"
Taiwan hits Korea over the side of the head and kicks him in the groin. When she is satisfied with the amount of writhing on the floor that resulted, she bends down and hissed in his ear, "Ugh, I really shouldn't have brought you here! I should have known that you would've tried to 'greet' Ukraine! Do you want to meet Russia's waterpipe…?" She gets up and turns to Ukraine, who is trembling and on the verge of tears. "Ukraine-chan, I'm so sorry! It's just that my brother's really an idiot…"
"I-it's all right," Ukraine sniffles, as if avoiding France hasn't taken its toll on her. "I-I understand…" She is about to say more before a new voice interrupts her.
"What's going on?"
Korea looks up from his spot on the floor to see a very pretty - Aniki is still prettier, though - girl standing on the doorway. She has long, platinum blond hair - almost quite the color of snow, he thinks - trailing down to her waist, and cold amethyst eyes. After thinking for a while, he recognizes her as Belarus, Russia's "batshit insane sister" as Vietnam so eloquently put it, from the world conferences. "Nee-san?" she inquires, looking first at Ukraine then at Taiwan. "Taiwan-chan. What was all that ruckus?"
"Nothing, Belarus-chan," Taiwan swiftly replies, stepping in front of Korea, who doesn't dare get up. "Ukraine and I were just telling each other how nice it was to see each other again."
Belarus looks unconvinced, and peers over Taiwan's shoulder. "What is that behind you?"
"N-nobody!" Taiwan squeaks, carefully eyeing the knife at Belarus's belt. "I - I mean, nothing!"
Belarus raises an eyebrow and sidesteps Korea's sister. She stands over him, eyeing him carefully - she is, really, very pretty, although he's not going to say that out loud just yet if she has a knife. "So you are Korea," she murmurs, almost to herself. "The brother of that funny little man Brother always seems to follow around."
Taiwan closes her eyes and braces for impact, Ukraine hurriedly excuses herself muttering something about getting drinks, and Korea's eyebrows shoot down and he opens his mouth. "Hey! How dare you call Aniki funny?"
Belarus smirks almost psychotically. "Funny, yes. You take after him in a lot of ways, from what I can see. Loud, arrogant, and annoying."
Korea glares at her, although he knows from all these little spats with Japan and Hong Kong and Thailand that responding to insults will bring him nowhere. "Hmph! Aniki's the best brother around! He takes care of me and I know he loves me~" He glances at Taiwan, who is shaking her head frantically. He ignores her and smirks. "Unlike your psycho brother!"
This does it for Belarus, who snaps and yells at him, "How dare you insult brother?"
Korea smiles at her. "How dare you insult brother?"
And the two of them shout at the same time, "My brother is better than your brother!"
Korea laughs.
Amethyst eyes flash with fury, and Belarus' hands reach towards the knife at her belt when Taiwan steps in front of her. "Belarus-chan!" she near-shrieks. "I'm sorry! Bringing my idiot brother here was a mistake." Korea watches her babble apologies while at the same time make sure her friend's fingers are safely away from the weapon. "I'm sorry," Taiwan says again, bowing her head, China's lessons of politeness showing in her. "I assure you, this won't happen again."
For the first time in three minutes Korea turns his eyes to Belarus's pretty face, and notes with surprise the mixture of shock and amusement on her face. "No," she says to Taiwan softly. "I-it's all right. You can…bring him along next time." Belarus pauses, and her eyes meet his. "I…don't mind."
Taiwan's face lights up. "Really? Oh, thank you so much!" She pauses for a few seconds. "But I'd better bring him home. Gege will probably be looking for him." She gives Belarus a sweet smile, and drags Korea out the door, calling out, "And tell Ukraine I'm sorry, I'll come back again!"
The door closes with barely a sound, leaving Belarus standing in the middle of the room. "Natalia?" her sister's sweet voice reaches her ears, and Ukraine walks in, carrying a tray of drinks. "Where did they go?"
Belarus thinks. "They left," she replies quickly. "They had business to attend to." Ukraine looks confused but thinks nothing of it and sets the tray on the table. "Here, Natalia, take some drinks," she offers, extending a glass to her sister. Belarus takes it and sits down.
"Sister?" she asks after taking a sip.
"Yes?"
"Taiwan's brother, this Korea…" she stops, and hurriedly changes the question. "Do you know when the next world conference is?"
And Ukraine smiles lightly and understands.
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