G20 SUMMIT (1/?)
Title: London G20-Meeting.
Character/Pairing: usxuk (at the beginning) Canada, Russia, Francis, Spain, Holland(oc), Australia, Indonesia (oc), Philippines (oc), mention of Singapore (oc), and Malaysia(oc), China, South Korea, Japan, Turkey.
Disclaimer: no I didn’t own Hetalia. Happy?
Summary: America as usual got annoyed by the stiff Englishman decided to silence him out at the G20 meeting. And why does Spain and Holland, come to the meeting while they are not member of the meeting?
Warning: the main Characters are the OC! Didn’t like it? Better step back right now. As usual ; bad Grammar. And maybe a kind of Mary-sueness, since I write about my own country (it’s Hetalia Anyway, People!). I hope I do justice for all of the character here. That’s why I need your review;)
Chapter 1
A/N:Based on G20 summit in London, 2 April 2009. Indonesia and Philippines are the only country from South East Asia. While Holland, and Spain, are the non recognized members of the G-20. So… well, I guess you already know the main pairing, right? Yes, it is eventually HollandIndo and SpainPhilipphines Please do tell me if I do any historical mistake.
2 April 2009
They are in the middle of the meeting, as usual America come out with some stupid idea and England as the host get very angry. Other nation didn’t really care since they’re already talking about their own business. Not until America get bored, with one swift, pull the Englishman into red-carpet-kind-of kiss. Resulting gasped, and for some country who already familiar with Americans Antic… rolled their eyes with some exasperated sigh.
Indonesia, as one of Asian Country who never get used to Public Display of Affection, drop his jaw open before turn to Australia who sat next to him “they… they are .. Kissing?! But… but… they both…” uh, well…guy…? he scream not too loud, afraid to draw attention.
Aussie rolled his eyes ‘right, I don’t need to explain this to some homophobic country. Silly America.
“Yeah, yeah, I know, obviously they are kissing. What’s the matter don’t you know they are in special relationship?” he shrugged off “don’t tell me you’ll bomb them just because they both guys…” the last one of course, just a joke.
“why you talk as if it was my…” but Indonesia let it slide and ask again suspiciously” you mean, they’re like some kind of… lover?”
Aussie face palmed. ‘Why… do I even care to answer?’ he thought. “Yes! Yes they were! So…” and he stopped when he heard a ‘click’ sound. He turns around and saw Indonesia, holding back a camera with some kind of devilish grin.
“You… did you just..?” take a picture of them kissing? Wait, he supposes to be homophobic right?
“M-hmm” he just nodded and smile with satisfaction “don’t worry, I didn’t plan to black mailed you or your brother” he assured.
“But, I believe you’re planning something, right? You better tell me, or I have to take that camera from you”
He rolled his eyes and put the camera back to his pocket. “Mind your own business, Aussie! I just want to show this picture to Malaysia. Ah, I can’t wait to see her face when I show this.” He let out small chuckle when he imagines how his ungrateful little sister face will be. “She always shows that she is some kind of homophobic, forbid this and that. But I know she and Singapore are in kind of ‘unrequited’ love to their ‘big brother’, England.”
Well seems the Asian Nation aren’t as innocent as what people think about it. Aussie thought, and those plan sounds fun “okay, just give me the copy, I think I have some good plan with Photoshop” target? His big brother England obviously.
“Nope”
“What?! Why?! ”
“I like to see you didn’t get what you want?” that sounds more like statement than a question.
“Grr… give me that!”
“Hey! Watch out!”
They are bickering like a 5 year old kid fight over some candy (in this case it’s a camera). Finally Aussie get tired, decide to ask copy from Japan instead.
“he got a better angel than you anyway” Aussie stand up from his chair, and walk to Japan direction. Who, at the mean time sit uncomfortably between turkey and China. South Korea, who sat next to china shout something about ‘kiss scene are invented in Korea’
Indonesia respond Aussie with “go ahead, like I care”
“Just don’t start another civil war alright? Nesia?” Philippines, who sat after Indonesia smiled sweetly. He looks like Spain with America glasses. Except he look younger than Spain and America.
“Ah, Pilli... Felipe” Indonesia turn around to meet his neighbor’s eyes”don’t worry I believe she will be to shock to be angry. And please stop calling me that, it’s like a girl name”
Philippines just laugh to hear his answer. Those three siblings seems love to pick a fight one Another. Well except maybe Singapore who will avoid any kind of Quarrel.
“Well if I call you Indy, I afraid India will misunderstand it” he let out another chuckle.
Indonesia let out a groan “how many time I should tell you, Felipe. It’s Nusa, you know, from Nusantara. Not Nesia..!” and return his concentration to his paper work.
“Ow, Alright” sure, he know it but, where is the fun if he can’t tease the other country? Right?
Felipe turn his gaze to watch the other entire nation. England is already red to his ear. Unable to speak, he falls back to his seat muttering something about ‘stupid git’. America, smile his usual goofy grin, also retreat to his seat. A few seats after, he can see his former mother country, Spain, sit between Francis, a very handsome blonde with blue eyes (and pervert, he have meet him once before, and that’s enough). And a tall guy with silver-neck-length-hair tied with green ribbon, and a pair of golden eyes that gaze intensely to his (or maybe Nusa?) direction. What nation he represent? He thought. But then Antonio’s brown eyes met his. Antonio gave a warm smile and waves his hand. Drawing attention from his other fellows. Felipe could feel his cheek getting warmer. And wave back at Antonio with sly smile.
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“Nice little friend you have there~, isn’t that Philippines?” Francis leaning closer (if, that possible) to Spain who still oblivious with the fact that Francis groping his butt.
“Yes, Felipe, my little ex-colony, isn’t he sweet?” Spain said with sparkly eyes.
“Sure” he said “Seems like you gain a good relation with him, non?”
“Well of course, how could I’m not? He is too sweet, we’ve been trough a lot of thing, and I’m really glad he accepts me after all of it” Francis let out an understandable chuckle to see his excited friend.
“same case to you? Holland… I mean, Wilhelm”
Francis eyes look over Antonio to see his fellow partner-in-crime, Holland. France always loves to say that he is the country of love. While Holland, used to be under Spain, had known to be a very democratic country and as "the world's legal capital". So yes! They do have similar taste. The said man, lean back to his seat and show his usual grin. That, very attractive and intimidating at the same time.
“If… a full blank and suspicious stares and personal space about ten-feet-radius-that-cannot-be-crossed is what you call a good relation, than it’ll be it”
France unable to hold a snort. Spain is giving Francis a look to ‘quit it’ and glance back to Holland.
“But I heard that you and he already gain a good term relation, right? What’s wrong, Holland?”
“Not a big deal, just… I think he still can’t believe me” his boss did believe me, but he still…
He stretches both of his arms and put it behind his neck. His gaze, fall back to the 3rd world country who sat across his desk. Seems like he avoid the possibility to meet his gaze, and just look down to his paper work. While Philippine, try to focus to what America said.
“You can’t blame him, mon cher” France follow Holland’s gaze that fell to a 19 years old looking boy with black hair and tanned skin which is more like coco brown than black. He wears his normal black suit but minus his… what is that? Black hat? Ah, black kefiyeh “I think, you’ve traumatizes him bad enough at those time”
“Francis…!”Spain elbowed Francis guts a little” We all do mistake at that time, and you do too, remember Vietnam?”
Francis shut his mouth, and his minds remind him about a girl with inky hair, and black jade eyes. Yeah, he thinks, they all do mistakes. “We were so wild at those times. So eager to defeat once another, never realized what kind of hell we’ve created until it’s too late.”
“And seems I do the biggest mistakes, right?” the other two look back at him. Sometimes, he think, that England is so much better as a mother country. Not like everyone said. Hell, even almost all of his colony leaf a trace of his colonial era. (Those bushy eyebrows, I mean) and Spain? His colonies always have some ‘special curl’. And when it comes to him? Not a single thing, even language, or culture left. Just a bunch of old building left from his time. Is he hates me that much?
“Wilhelm…” Spain tries to say something but Francis already said his opinion with soft look to Holland.
“We have a chance to repair it, Holland, we always do…”
“How could I repair my mistake if the person itself, always running away and keep a distance?” why does it sounds like we’re a divorced couple? Odd.
“I heard that he never really have a close friend -more than needed- well… maybe, he can’t believe anyone and not just you”
Francis not makes it any better. He is sure (maybe) that those -I don’t believe any Europe Nation- attitude is his Fault. Well, the fact that he alwaysbroke every agreement with Indonesia in colonial era is enough to give that impression.
“Just try to talk to him, maybe he will understand. I’ll go with you after this meeting; I need talk to Felipe too, okay?” Holland nodded and said thank you to Spain.
“Besides, with his condition now, I believe he’ll appreciate any help you gave” if, he is not being stupid and so stubborn like he usually does.
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It’s seems like forever until -after a few argument between china and America- they decide to end the meeting. A few nations are still in the room, talking about future Agreement or some planning. Some, already leave and go back to their hotel before continue to flight home tomorrow morning.
“Well, let’s go back to hotel before its dark. The protests already stop.” Said Nusa while he collects his paper works “aren’t you coming Felipe?”
“I’d like to say hi to Kuya America before leaving” Felipe already put all of his paperwork in his suitcase.
“Are you sure? He seems busy with his ‘inner circle’” he looks at America who talks with Canada and England plus Russia, who look like he wants to eat those poor Canadian. Freak European. Felipe look at them and feel a bit ache in his stomach (or heart?) and there is a hurt look on his face.
“Yes…” Felipe talks like he is whisper it “just hi…, I’ll be back quickly” and he walks to America direction.
Well, something fishy here… don’t tell me that he… ah, whatever! None of my business! Maybe I can just talk to Japan about some trade stuff before leaving. He thought, and right when he turn his back he stumble to one person. His head hit the man’s chest. Who said some thing in Spanish
“Uh, maaf! I mean, Sorry..!”
A/N:
Forgive me but I can’t let this plot out of my mind. So, there is one sided Philippine--America. With eventually Spain X Philippine. Romano? He hang out with Prussia don’t worry :p. I am Indonesian so, if there is any idea about this pairing you can give me especially from Philippines people about historically anything. I’ll appreciate it. ;D
Japan is one of the biggest trade partner for Indonesia (no wonder) so their relation is pretty close
And about Holland/Dutch, in some comic strip. Seems like he similar with Denmark. But I still don’t know his personality so it’s just my creation from what I read at wiki. Sorry for any mistakes, okay? DX I got Holland’s name from his anthem ‘Het Wilhelmus’
Any suggestion for hollandIndo historical accuracy?
The summit became the focus of protests from a number of disparate groups over various long standing and topical issues.Although the majority of the protests and protestors were peaceful, instances of violence and criminal damage was used as a pretext to kettle protestors.
R&R cause it’s make a writer a pro!
Chapter 2
The men laughed and say something in Spanish. Spain, he thought. Damn, European peoples are tall. His head only reach to the man’s chin.
“So, where is Felipe, my little Felipe?” he said with cheerful expression. Nusa glance at America direction, and pointed it to Spain.
“He is talking too America, ah, there he is coming…” Felipe walk to Nusa and Realize that Spain was there. Spain waves his hands enthusiastically. Seems like he is a bit too energetic?
“Felipe!” he gave him a big hugs when they are close enough. Indonesia eyes widen like a saucer to see another European antics. Philippines, red faced, try to say something but Indonesia had mouthing something about ‘don’t worry, I’ll go back to the hotel myself just take your time’ with a little grin on his face. He didn’t misunderstand me about something, right? (i) He thought. “Long time no see! I really missed you. We need to celebrate this with some drink!” Spain let go of his vice like grip from Felipe. And pat his back.
“Uh, sure” maybe it’s a good time too, a drink is always a good thing to do after an exhausted meeting “only us?”
“No, we go with my friend and we can go with your friend too, who is it? Nesia? Hey, Nesia, come join us” Felipe can feel a cold wave come from Nusa’s direction. He absolutely didn’t like how Spain misspelled his name. Spain, still oblivious as usual, didn’t realize the cold atmosphere, so he glared at Felipe instead, joy…. And besides, Nusa didn’t drink any alcohol.(ii)
“No, sorry, I can’t” he said shortly “I need to go back to hotel, just take your time.” And he walks back to the left door, to the hotel that provided for the member of the meeting. Leaving Philippines and Spain alone.
“Plan B than…” Spain whispering something while look at Nusa’s direction.
“Umm? What did you say?”
“Oh, nothing come on let’s go to drink” he said cheerfully and drag Felipe too the front door. He can see that Francis and the silver haired man already waiting for them.
“I bet some of other nation already drinks in one of those pubs” Spain than Introduce Philippines to them. That’s when he knows that the silver haired man is Holland. The ex mother country of Nusa. He looks like France, but somehow more intimidating. I wonder if it because of his way of smile, or stare at people? Or maybe because he is simply taller than Antonio and Francis.(iii)
“Hello, little friend” said Francis, while popping out roses from nowhere and give it to Felipe with a wink. He truly is a player, like everyone said. “Where is your roommate? He’s not coming with us?” Francis gaze fall at Antonio, than to Felipe.
“No, he can’t” answer Felipe “I think he is exhausted” but some how, I got a feeling that he try o avoid any unnecessary Interaction.
“Too bad~” Francis smile become cocky, and turn his ‘meaning full’ cocky grin to meet Holland’s eyes. Holland grinning back to Francis as if said ‘I’ve told you’ than Holland’s phone ringing. He pick it up and look at the e-mail. First he look a bit confuse, but then a smile spread across his face.
“Well, I’d like to accompany you all guys. But…, I have to answer these.” after give a quick kiss to France’s cheek, and say something like thank you in Dutch. He leaves the room. Spain smiles his usual smile. And Francis cocky smile grew even more -well- cocky when they follow where Holland go with their eyes. Felipe only see at those two with confuse feeling. What happen? Is there something I don’t know? Spain realizes this and quickly changes the subject.
“So let’s just go already? The night won’t wait us” Francis response by let out another rose “Ah, before that, can I borrow your phone, Phili? I need to send a short message”
“Sure, here you are” he gave his cell phone to Spain. Spain, turns his back, writes a short message, and deleted it before give the cell phone back to Philippine.
“Thank you. Okay, everyone’s ready? Let’s go!”
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Nusa close the door. Put his suitcase on the floor, and his formal suit on the couch, before go to the bath room. He unties his necktie and let it hang loosely.
“Dear God, the meeting is chaos as usual…, how could they decide thing by choke the other to death? I could never understand Europe” he felt tired, And he remember how those damned Dutch keep staring at him the whole meeting, what a great day... but at least he got the money he needed to, and tomorrow he can go back to his home. This place climate is cold even when summer to him, not to mention the rain... He washes his face, makes some of his black hair fall on to his face. His phone ringing while he wipe his face with small towel. He pick it up and read the short messages “Felipe?”
I forgot my key, can you please open the door when I come? I’ll knock the door so it won’t disturb the other people.
“Weird” he said to himself “every room in this building have designed with sound barrier. How could a knock disturbing?” Oh, well maybe he forgot about it. Right on time, he heard a knock on his door.
“Yeah, coming” he walk to the door, unlock it, and open it wide “hey, Felipe it’s not like you to forget your key...” but he’s not looking at Felipe, he is not that tall… Instead, there stand the person he least fond of to meet. “Will...!?”
“Hi, Nusa…”
His body automatically response, by slamming the door shut. But, Willem already put his feet between the door and the door frame. He push himself in before shut the door behind. Nusa bolt back to the bath room, locking the door before shout out
“WHAT do you WANT?!!”
“You don’t have to be freak out that much…”
Oh hell yes I have too… how could I be so careless!?. He can feel his heart race because of fright. Seeing those faces, never fail to make him remember the bad thing. He can shoot a glare and hatred from distance, or when there are other people around. But still can help if he has to face those Dutch alone.
If the situation was different, Willem believes that he will burst out laugh already. But no, he comes to his room because there is important thing he needs to say. But he won’t believe me. And talking while separated by one thick wall is not helping. I need to make him out.
“Oh, come on, I just need to talk about the ship (iv)” still no response… “Nusa, I’ll keep up those silly personal spaces if you come out okay?” oh, I forgot he didn’t trust me… well, final way than…
“Just get out you silly coward!”
BRAKK!!
Right on cue, the bath room door slammed open. There stand Nusa, with eyes full of anger that targeted to Wilhelm. Humph, it’s so easy to pick him out by using his unstable emotion. Still, so naive, Indonesia… get angry so easily just by a few of words.
“That’s it!” he stomped to the seat near the balcony. Separated him self from Holland by using the bed. And sit there. Holland also takes a sit across from him, near to the side table. Still not looking to his eyes, Nusa continue “what’s wrong with that ship? “
Here we go. Holland takes a depth breath before start speaking…
Sorry I cut it here *grin*. But I need to know your opinion before continue. I don’t want to be too eager, if nobody reads this stuff. So R&R please~ I’ll appreciate anything whether it compliment or critics. My first multi chapter… oh, and for Wilhelm name, I have change it to Willem. thanks for the review ^_^
Next chap: karaoke Philippines! & trapped Indo hahaha! 8D
A/N :
(i)I heard that, despite the fact that homosexuality is a common thing in Philippine, gay marriage is still forbid. Because they are Catholic dominant country
(ii)Because Indonesia is a dominant Muslim country I draw him as a non-drinker. But it doesn’t mean he can’t ;D while I heard that Philippines is a mild drinker ^3^(once again it’s Hetalia)
(iii)SHOCKING FACT: the Dutch has been known to be the tallest people on earth. due to DNA and good foods. Even defeat Sweden in statistic!
(iv)The ship is the new KRI (Indonesia mariner) ship that is made in Vlissingen, Netherlands. While the Govt. glade with this project. Some people still think that it will be much better to make it with domestic skill
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