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Title: 38th Parallel
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: S ud Korea (Im Yong Soo), North Korea (Kim Jong Soo), America (Alfred F. Jones), Russia (Ivan Braginski), China (Yao Wang) [The name and present: England (Arthur Kirkland), Australia, Canada (Matthew Williams), Hong Kong, Norway, Denmark (Mathias K Ohel), Sweden (Berwald Oxenstierna), North Italy (Felix Vargas), South Italy (Lovino Vargas)
Genre: Introspective, Drama, War, Angst
Rating: Red
Warnings: not for delicate stomachs, AU
Word Count: 4647
Note: For the fivefandom

Introduction

today I had nothing to do, so I went to the library, because I am a woman of culture ... so the only woman of culture that goes to the library to read comics. But even those have proved a great source.

I was searching through the chaos of Italian comics Strumtruppen something about which I recently rediscovered-l 'only idiot who laughs at the library is signed to speak. After the sergeant stacked beer cans in a pyramid of five levels and then throws it down with a burp, and Lieutenant scolds him saying "but you are not ashamed," and he answers "yes usually shooting down all "indicating the only cans left standing are dead from laughing! -

I said.

While wandering through the shelves I've holding a cartoon:

Pyongyang Guy Delisle, a Canadian-born author who has traveled to North Korea to make cartoons.

I discovered that North Korea is one of the most isolated countries in the world that accepts foreigners with the dropper and does not allow immigration, strongly socialist, anti-capitalist, yet the only Stalinist dictatorship " living ", with a freedom almost zero.

I looked through the pages of the comic's relationship with South Korea, North Korea. Was given the blame for their split America

[the North Korean leadership Guy Delisle] -North Koreans would be present, and re-embraced by their brethren in the South, if the Americans had not intervened, separating us from our brothers.

[Guy at the wheel while you are drinking a beer (I assume it was beer)]

-The South Koreans have no interest in getting together with a country as poor as North Korea , where poverty is high. Maybe the older generation, with the brothers in the North, he wanted a meeting between Korea. But young people today, in an era in which South Korea is 25 times richer than North would have no advantage to join and must meet all the needs of the other, impoverishing itself.

Cheers! -

I wanted to answer that, but I limited myself to only one-Ah, interesting. [cit.]

And I reviewed this from the angle of Hetalia.

South Korea know it all. It is the lively allegro Im Yong Soo. And North Korea's Kim Jong-I renamed own while reading this comic, is the his twin brother. Yet having the difficult political situation in North Korea I imagined the twin Soo Yong closed as a boy, grumpy, stubborn, who hates America for the first-capitalists, who had close relations with Russia and that it is inward looking, whereas his brother is a traitor.

FICT This starts with the background of the Korean War, ending with the peace that you tried to reach in 200

The Korean War began during the Cold War with the invasion South Korea by the North that followed the UN response, led by America, who worked to free the oppressed country and try to overturn the government of Northern Ireland.

intervened then also China and the Soviet Union in defense of the socialist country.

Other notes:

1. Kim Jong Sung comes indirectly from Kim Il Sung, the dictator of North Korea.

Kim is a rather common name in Korea, and I wanted the sound of the names of North and South were similar. So I took the surname of this man, and it is the name I wanted to give.

2. North Korea, its characterization and physical character, belong to me, although I have been inspired by the physical appearance from that of South Korea, because they are twins. It's my OC! And so if you want to use please let me know, will not tell you no. These days I'm fond of my OC a lot, and I would stay there to see it bad to use without permission.

3. The nations that took part in the Korean War by the various sides are many. I preferred to show only the three major energy-Soviet deployment of China, Russia and North Korea-and those deployment of the UN closer to America-Canada-Australia and England, and the main ambulance-Italy, Denmark, Sweden and Norway. India bothered me to put / to

4. After this angst, given the success of "When Italy discovered yaoi" soak it all and I do the comic * sigh * Actually I take this opportunity to thank all 10 players I have commented that fiction is all those who have commented on the other. One Shots only writing I have no way to respond, but your reviews fill me with joy, thanks * kisses *

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" It hurts," he thought aloud, frustrated and in pain Im Yong Soo pressing against the wound.

" It hurts! Damn it hurts! "Copious blood down the point, in the midst of the ribs on the left side, where his brother was grazed by a bullet. Why is his blood brother had aimed to kill him in the chest? Why?

In other situations, in other contexts, maybe we would have laughed about it.

But then he looked at the dirty hand of the liquid scarlet so hated, he thought that was the his blood, and then spent all want to laugh, any glimmer of happiness went out, leaving room for anxiety.

was his twin brother! Why shoot him? Why invade?

" Yong Soo?" He heard himself called. She closed her eyes violently, continuing to press on the wound to stop the bleeding that did not want to stop out of his body, curled up more and more about himself, as if he could become small and invisible.

did not want to answer. Not anymore. Once, years before the family became part of China-its-Aniki, South Korea, he loved to fill it with kisses and hugs her beloved sister. But now, when just before the battle had crossed her hazel irises Kim, cold, impassive, death, like a lifeless doll, but throwing hateful looks, no longer recognizes him, and the desire to embrace was almost gone.

Unlike Im, who had spent most of his life under the skirts of that effeminate of China, as he had remembered his twin brother, to be pampered by the nation too young, according to her, Kim Jong Soo had spent the last time with Russia. And South Korea did not yet know enough about the Soviet country to understand what had negative influence on his brother.

And now that China, along the northern part of Korea had joined the Red Army, Yong Soo was alone, helpless, against his own family, that is considered, both the blood .

" Hey, all right?" North Korea asked, crouching beside her.

The southern part looked at him confused, he had just shot, how could he claim that he was right?

North Korea was similar in all to him. Instead of the red and white hanbok that used to bring beje wore a uniform with a red embroidery on the shoulder, his hair lighter and without the odd tuft that characterized Im Yong Soo were contaminated with dust and debris of a house blown up shortly before. At one time he had it, the bunch that changed expression with him. But South Korea had come to know that the other had cut off after only a few months at home to Russia.

" No that's not good anything," he said, wiping dry her face wet with blood and tears with the sleeve of his white hanbok, filthy and dirty now.

" Yong Soo, you realize that we are back together?" Kim said, smiling cheerfully, pulling on their shoulders a backpack carrying a first aid kit, useful for treating the wound twin child.

" No one will tear us apart again! We'll be together forever! Just me and you, and no one else can enter our world! "

South stared at him, frightened by the behavior unrecognizable and terribly childish, and from that utopian dream of his brother. It would never have lived only with his brother, Im Soo Yong, who more than anything else he loved the contact, especially physical, with other people. Living as a recluse was not for him.

" Kim Jong. You know that I can not live locked in a cage. I want to be with China, Hong Kong, Taiwan ... "-would never, ever said with Japan, at the cost of bite his tongue" you have to understand. We can not isolate ourselves from the world "

" I knew " North hissed, "You do not love me!" "Of course I want you" he corrected himself quickly Yong Soo, hugging, holding back moans of pain. He smelled of gunpowder along the body of the twin, in the narrow desperate that the North did not return.

" You are my brother! But I want to be with the others! "" No! "Kim shook off his twin brother, frustrated.

" You're just my little brother" And so saying he pulled out the gun again by Fiondini, pointed at his sister. "Not anyone else! I will not allow America to take you away! "

did not want to cry, South Korea. It was not a small child that he abandoned himself to tears, even for years had been the figure in China that brought the house when there was no joy. Never any of his adoptive brothers had seen him cry, or complain.

Even when they were younger always consoled the North, when I played with the kite broke, or when a small animal running away from their nimble fingers or lost their lives.

Yet he could not miss even a tear in front of the twin, who seemed so adamant that he would never hesitate to fire a shot in the forehead.

" those capitalists will not let you tear shit still away from my hands," he repeated like a prayer, a reminder to learn by heart, the young Kim, who feverishly clutching the gun, biting his lip lower. The resolution that had initially seemed to fade with each passing second. Yong Soo for this meant that her beloved sister had not become a cold soldier capable of killing him.

" Drop the gun, Korea!"

was there, in South America behind and in front of the North, and pointed a gun at.

do with a triumphant smile on his face met the blond Western had made its entry into heroic scene, ready to save the South Korean and appear before the United Nations building as a hero he was.

South Korea stared at the American, apatite. Do not smile gave him no gratitude in return that of the nation as expected, but he asked the intruder what he was doing in that strange family squabble.

intromettesse He did not want nobody between him and his sister. He did nothing but complicate things. The South was not considered an intelligent nation, indeed, but Alfred F. Jones was surely the dumbest person he had ever known.

" No! Not execute your order never! "Retorted authoritarian Kim Jong pointing his weapon against the American. When asked Yong Soo, his brother had changed so much?

Where was the happy child that freed him with the kites in the sky?

"Kim enough! You have done enough ....!" "Shut up!" A second shot went to hit him again, in the leg, making him scream in pain. It was an unexpected shock that had left the gang and had risen to the brain, and this did nothing but increase the evil of the Korean nation, which bends over the wound just opened, with the bullet inside the flesh that throbbed, he felt the blood spurted on face, hot.

" Yong Soo," shouted scared America trying to help the Asian, but a new shot just grazed his arm, leaving a slight cut had sliced cleanly through the thick fabric of his brown jacket.

"May I ask what you scrapes, damn capitalist?! I just want to go back home with my brother! "Kim Jong Soo had the tears stinging the corners of showy irises brown, staring at him with hatred.

" This is not the way, Korea! You can not invade a country so innocent! "

" Kim ... listen ... "he sighed between gasps of pain Yong Soo, who clenched teeth by making them squeal with each other, such was the force that puts us in making that gesture would somehow make him forget the hurt.

" And 'my brother ... I have taken away ... "

Alfred was sure to teach that way of behaving selfishly all'asiatico child was Russia. Recognize the gestures of those in the Russian North Korea, though more hectic, no one would have been polished after firing his brother.

inhumane gestures of possessiveness, of selfishness, that the hero could never accept in his mind.

He was always thinking first the good of others to their own. The opposite of how they thought Russia and all those damn communists eats children. was a completely different perspective believed that damn wrong.

would do anything to change my mind at least that little boy, who was more confused than it proved.

But before North Korea had to think about the South, which had doubled over in pain.

If only he had waited for the allies before acting so rashly.

"Kim Jong , before your brother, South Korea is a nation. You can not think of him as an object, related to him there are millions of South Koreans, who are suffering heavily from this war! Stop behaving like this, no good end! "

America lowered his gun, trying to reassure the North Korean, and prove to be less hostile.

" big mistake, by"

Alfred felt the cold metal of a Kalashnikov pointed at his temple, pressing the cue of his glasses against the pale skin of a sudden.

" America," shouted South Korea, frustrated by not being able to do anything to help him, wounded and without a weapon. Yet the West was doing everything to help him: how could Kim Jong Soo said that it was a monster?

Russia and China had arrived on site, the first aimed his gun against his head met the American, who had had to surrender, while Asia was holding his hand pressed against her mouth to not let out a cry of despair Korea to see on the ground wounded Ivan would not have liked that moment of weakness, or even a gesture of support against the Korean. He could then remain motionless just staring unabashedly dramatic scene.

" trying to do, America? Did you think you bring from your my allies? "

Braginski Ivan asked with a disturbing smile on his lips. He was holding his gun as if it were a toy, and he did this only shudder Alfred, unusual for that firm.

" Ivan, Im Soo Yong needs care, aru!"

" Im Yong Soo is only a dirty traitor, 'said Kim, cool and unstressed. South Korea looked at him confused and embittered. How could he say such things, his older brother? Why?

" So, in this case, we should not worry about him," decreed the Russian, grinning to see the crimson blood that stained the hanbok in the abdomen and leg.

Im Soo Yong roared toward Slavic blond, who had carried off Kim and his Aniki. He had taken away everything he had, only with a false smile.

If only it had not been injured, if he were the one with the Kalashnikov and not Russia, it was riddled with bullets from head to toe.

" I do not care, do what you like, Russia, but I will not let die bled Korea, aru," groaned Yao heading to South Korea, which for years had considered a brother despite various attempts to palpate it and take it to bed.

His journey was interrupted by a shot, which left a hole in the ground just where the Chinese had to put his foot.

North Korea stood in front of the smaller twin, with a menacing look. Russia smirk, see brothers who were firing at was a fairly laudable in his eyes.

"Stop " said Alfredo Serrano teeth feeling more violent push the barrel against him, breaking the stick into two halves, one of which fell on the ground, sliding the lenses on the nose. It also hurt him, was inhumane force with which the Russian pressing against him.

" Nobody told you to take intrusion, America," he hissed in the ear of the American, making him shiver. "You had a craving to be a hero right? It is up to you hang in business do not concern you ... "" Good Nations is a matter that concerns me! It concerns all of us! "

" 's enough, calm down aru! "China did not want to see the two nations that once were allies and had fought with hate that. Still he could not understand, overwhelmed by events, as they arrived at all.

Im Yong Soo felt his head turn, and nausea invaded, a sign that it was not even aware long, not with all the blood he was losing, but he did not lose consciousness, not now!

He tried to get up, stagger, but received only the handle of the gun from North Korea slammed them against his neck, and was again forced to the ground face down.

" Why do you behave like that, Kim?" He cried in agony after a violent coughing fit that caused him to spit blood. "You've teamed up with this bastard capitalist. You have nothing to do with me ... "" Communist, capitalist ... before being these people are! We are nations! We are brothers! It is possible that you forgot? "

North Korea pulled out of a hat the same color uniform, and put it round his head, hiding it under her hair brown. On his cap, as a contradiction to what South Korea had just said, there was Soviet embroidered crest. It lowered the visor over his eyes, hiding them under his shadow. "You have forgotten that we are twins. At one time we loved, but now you're just a dirty traitor "

said that is close to Russia and America, pointing his weapon against the West blond. "Let me do it outside," he said deadpan, but his hand was trembling when holding the gun that betrayed his real mood.

Russia grinned. He wanted to kill America with his own hands, but after all the anger that boiled the blood of the Korean was much more exciting to watch. And then the meat would have enjoyed the best of American and the crimson liquid splashing on. She handed him the Kalashnikov, that Kim Jong grabbed without hesitation, and came to China to better enjoy the show.

Alfred clenched his eyelids and his fists to drive nails into the fabric of the gloves he wore. Russia never would have given satisfaction to see him pray to have saved his life.

A stroke left, echoing in the silence of the dead South Korean city, but was not the gun has been fired. Indeed it was North Korea, which still had not even pulled the trigger, having a deep cut on his right cheek that bled profusely.

America recapture his magnum that had dropped just before and pointed it back against the North Korean and two pistols were betting behind the neck of Ivan and Yao.

" Let America be, damn bastards " said Australia and victorious offensive of the other pile of rubble from which he had shot Kim.

" Tt-brother all right?" He asked timidly Canada, while his hand was shaking visibly taking in a precarious balance between the trigger-finger and America decided that if Australia was taking North Korea under fire, was better to give a hand to Matthew - and England pressed against the neck of the Chinese his gun, pouring out in this gesture all the tension and anger that the English had against the East.

" And you really think the defeat with a gun pointed at, aru?" Yao asked mischievous, with a malicious grin on his face. With a cry of war that he had done kicked against the pulse of English, taken aback that he dropped the weapon.

warned of gunfire, South Korea could hear screams of pain and struggle, but could not do anything. If he was stronger to prevent his brother probably would not combine that nonsense all that happened, America, England, Canada and Australia were not involved and even his Aniki would never have been forced to participate in that war. It was all happened because it was weak.

She had always envied the north of Korea, had always looked his powerful shoulders also take responsibility of its weight, was strong and always dreamed that one day he would like his big brother, his real-Aniki and would have the strength to protect all.

But what force? Had just escaped, and was seized by terror as a weapon used only empty words and nothing was unnecessary to serve the twin to his senses.

Because if he were beginning before Russia would never hesitate to fight.

But he would never wrong not a hair in the North.

Kim but did not hesitate to shoot against twice. Kim was strong.

But be strong if it meant losing all his feelings then to hell! He preferred to be a stupid, foolish and weak nation.

Then the shooting stopped.

The bullets ended up, both from the Soviet Union that the United Nations.

Vide, blurred as if looking at the world through the glasses opaque, Australia assesstava that a violent fist on the chin of North Korea.

But Kim did not stagger, stand true to his ideals, and his conviction.

Kim dripping blood, but he never gave up, was washing his chest by bullets, but collapsed on the floor as Yong Soo.

So keep repeating the South Korean, why was all this have happened?

then ceased to even hear the screams and cries. He stopped to see, he dropped out and fell under invasion from its torpor, and a solitary tear escaped his control and fell down his cheek.

" Veh, Sweden! He woke up! "

An unfamiliar voice, shrill and insistent, pierced ears and echoed in his head that was a terrible evil.

He opened his eyes slowly to see the smiling face and honey-colored eyes staring at him Northern Italy happy and excited, probably because of his awakening.

" Italy, da-ze? What are you doing here? "He asked trying to get up, but violent thick abdomen did stay where it was. He looked around, there were four other beds around him, and he concluded that it was to America and the British who came to his rescue.

"You would not think 'said Berwald Oxenstierna leading Italian with which the new bandages to bind up the wounds of Korea "But we have been chosen by the UN for the service of the Red Cross. There is also Norway and Denmark, although the latter could very well stay at home "" Look, I hear you know!? "Said the Dane while washing the knife with which shortly before had extracted a bullet from the arm of Canada.

" Denmark, please do not scream, waking and other Alfred" retorted the Feliciano doing its work on Im Yong Soo, who let out the first smile for a long time.

" Thanks ... for what you are doing for me, da-ze "he sighed, abandoning the soft pillow that smelled of antiseptic and medicine, but that was the most comfortable he had ever touched before.

" There is nothing that is our duty, and then we are happy to help," said Sweden "also received two bullets in his body for a miserable Nations is one of your duties?" Asked , point blank, and the Scandinavian could not answer that. He preferred to continue to control the drip of Canada, trying to ignore a little 'attitude to the question.

" But of course! We are all right? It is right that we give you a hand, because you know that one day, when we are in trouble, you help us, do not you Korean? "

Italy replied with a smile, but from behind, before that South Korea could respond, his older brother, Romano pulled a kick up the backside that propelled it forward on the bed of South Korea.
"Are you crazy brother?" The EU, instead of loitering Work hard, Yong Soo needs new drugs, and you're there to make conversation! " Italy snapped the South and the North began to whimper behind his brother and ask if the next time you distracted from work could avoid hitting him.

Im Soo Yong looked envious the two nations. Although they were brothers, almost twins, they were also North and South, and they had also been divided for centuries.

But they were there, laughing and joking with each other, rubbing it against Feliciano Lovino to ask for forgiveness, and wondered how their lives would have been if he and Kim Jong Soo had stayed together, for better or worse, and if he could live so carefree with him if had agreed to stay with him, going to live in his house.

Yeah, who knows what had happened to Kim. He did not know, after he had fainted had not obtained any information. He wanted to ask to Sweden, but after that he began to medicate Williams had decided it was probably best not to disturb him.

He wanted to talk to America, to thank him for saving his life, even if at the end of his speech had made things worse.

He would never see again, North Korea?

And if they meet again, with what courage would smile again?

" Yong Soo, you feel fit enough?" Asked Norway, out of nowhere, which once took the place of Veneziano seeing if the bottom had slipped away with his brother.

" Yes, although I do not feel my leg," she admitted grudgingly.

" That's normal, you're still under morphine. Are you ready for a visit? "

Korea looked at the Norwegian as if it were mad. Who would take the trouble to visit him? Not his Aniki, and certainly not Japan.

" SSI, I think so?" He asked confused. Norway drew aside the curtain that divided him from the other beds, showing England, sitting on the bed with a broken wrist, and beside him a figure familiar to him, short brown hair that framed her face with dark circles and Eastern visible under the eyes that ended up changing the bandages of English.

" HONG KONG! Just You, da-ze!? "Exclaimed jumping on the bed recognizing the Chinese who had been snatched from a China century earlier. Hong Kong looked up from his job, crossing the irises brown with dark areas of Korea.

" Yong Soo! You woke up! "The Chinese would jump immediately to the neck of the other, if an icy gaze of England froze on the spot" I do not think that thou has done to heal the wound that gave me the bastard of your brother, "he hissed.

lowered his head and continued to bandage.

But Korea was anxious that Hong Kong would end soon, they had so many things to talk about and in any case was the only family member that had close at that time so drastically that he was afraid to tackle alone.

Hong Kong after five minutes abundant managed to get rid of Arthur and spend some 'time to his brother acquired. He sat down beside him and listened. She listened with that tone of regret Im Soo Yong spoke of his real brother who had betrayed him, who had shot him, that he considered him a traitor, who had seen wounded and who hated him.

" Even I felt like this, when Arthur took me away, "he said at the end of understanding the story, and stared at him not understanding Korean. "When England took me with him I thought I had left China, sold as a slave. Only time I realized that Yao was forced to yield me, and that all the hatred I felt toward him was unfounded, and that he basically wants me well and still waiting just for me to go back to him ... " Korea gasped, his head hurt, but was really happy to know that any hope of a smile back to his big brother was there. Embraced Hong Kong, the bottom was almost a century that saw him, and squeezed him. The Chinese hid behind the shoulder of the Korean embarrassed, shyly returning the close.

" But Kim? And Yao? What happened? "Hong Kong shook his head and shrugged" I just know that North Korea has been injured from Australia, China, and instead fought against England. Russia and Canada opened fire when the other UN members were about to reach Ivan took Yao and Kim and they are gone. I do not know anymore ... I'm sorry "

Korea looked down sadly, but Hong Kong took his face and squeezed cheeks "Do not worry! I am sure that you and Kim see you again soon and will pacify "

" Hey Korea! At last you've taken! "

America entered the familiar little corner that had been created in South Korea and Hong Kong. Im Yong Soo saw him, he kept his arm around the neck by a long piece of cloth and bandaged head, with glasses held together by a bit 'of scotch.

" Alfred-kun. Thank you for everything you did for me, da-ze "said Korea smiling. He did not know how he could return, all that pain that the American had suffered, the brother with his arm hurt, the fear he felt ... he could never return the favor, as he had said earlier Italy.

" It 's my duty to save people in distress, hero!" Winked America ruffling his hair, noticing for the first time by the forelock, similar to that of Northern Italy, who smiled back , like its owner.

" What will happen to Kim now?" Said Yong Soo concerned about his brother, very amazed by America, when her ex-brother, who was just one bed away from them, had begun to treat him with little respect, he had rebelled and had severed all ties with no remorse-or almost. Was so much brotherly love for him enviable.

" now locked up at home and no longer wants to go out, did not even see the fact that the jaw split Australia! It all depends on him when the war is over. From him and from you. "

" from me? "He asked surprised Korean.

" up to you to decide whether to return one day to be a single nation with your brother or maintain your independence ... "

" Why Nations before they are brothers, no, da-ze? "

America met smiled and patted cheek Korean.

"Take back soon ge-ge!"

Im Soo Yong believed the words of Hong Kong and America, he knew that one day he re-embraced his brother, who would be present.

had reviewed during Kim Jong Soo years after the war, was wasted, pale and thin, always wore the same uniform and was closed in itself. He spoke with a few close confidants and never left his country, we did not get anyone.

He brought a smile to Yong Soo to go back to being a single nation and happy.

But with a little 'help from America and a bit' to his initiative and desire to do and to innovate, South Korea had become a nation rich enough and well-developed economy, it was became a member G20 and was, along with his Aniki and hateful of Japan, the third Asian country "richer".

Nord Corea invece era chiuso, non commerciava, non parlava era ritroso e soprattutto povero.

Ricordandosi gli insegnamenti di America aveva rifiutato. Prima veniva il dovere verso il suo popolo, che non avrebbe mai gradito dover soddisfare non solo i propri bisogni, ma anche quelli di una nazione talmente povera che non aveva nemmeno la luce per i semafori. Benchè volesse ancora bene a Kim nonostante tutto -la ferita alla gamba faceva ancora male, e faceva spesso fatica a camminare, gli aveva negato tutti gli sport e molto altro ancora-, ma aveva dovuto declinare ogni proposta, e aveva sentito sibilare sulle labbra del gemello degli insulti poco carini, perchè non lo understood.

But he knew, it was hoped that one day North Korea would have exceeded that damn 38th parallel that divided them and would have embraced, would be an anchor, without double purpose, to love alone join them.

South Korea would wait for that day with patience, and would have welcomed with a smile.