Alright, final chapter, I hope you enjoy it!

As Yao came down the stairs, he saw an exhausted looking Mei Mei sitting on the couch, head hanging back with an arm over her eyes. Yao assumed she'd just finished the phone calls.

"America, aru?" He guessed.
"I'm just...so confused about who to defend. I obviously feel defensive of Kiku. Through all of this nonsense, he is my brother. But still, Kiku did terrible things. America did terrible things." Mei Mei spoke as she dropped her arm from her face and straightened up.

"I did terrible things too, aru. War makes good people, and good countries, do bad things."

Yao said softly as he sat down next to his only sister.

Yao put an arm around Mei Mei's shoulders.

"It'll all turn out ok. I've been around to see most of the worst wars in world history, I should know."

Mei Mei nodded.
"Will Kiku be ok?"

She asked, leaning against Yao.

"Time will heal the wounds. I don't think time will take the memories. But he'll grow past it. We'll help him. After all, that's just what families are for."

Epilogue

Two days later, Kiku was awake more, and he was thinking far more clearly. After insisting that he was fit to move about fifteen times to each of his siblings individually, they agreed to help him down to sit in the living room.

He insisted that it was dreary, spending all day up in his room. Kiku was now propped up on the couch with the others, all of them had their eyes glued to Kiku's T.V screen, on which was a terrible soap opera none of them seemed to be able to tear their eyes away from.

At long last, Yao managed to get to ridiculous love triangle out of his head long enough to stand.
"I'm going to get a snack, does anyone want anything?"

The twins were both seated on the floor, backs up against the couch, they shook their heads.
"Nope, I'm good."

In perfect unison and they don't even notice...

Yao thought to himself, smiling at the sight.

Mei Mei didn't respond. She was hugging a giant stuffed white ball thing with a face that she had called a 'mochi plush', and was so focused on the screen, Yao was pretty sure she'd rip the head off of anyone who got in between her and the television set.

Li Xiang was hugging a giant stuffed panda, cross legged, head resting on the panda's hand, and simply shook his head, he too was zoned in on the program.

Kiku glanced up from the T.V every so briefly.
"Gege, could you get me a water bottle?" He asked, giving Yao an oddly warm smile that seemed out of place.

Yao stared at him for a moment, but Kiku just kept up the smile, looking up at him.

"Sure, aru."

Yao nodded finally and walked into the kitchen.

He'd just turned the corner when the words that Kiku had said processed.

Yao covered his mouth with one hand and leaned back to peer around the corner.

Kiku was watching the screen with a curious look on his face, not a hint of knowing that he'd just fulfilled the wish Yao had made aloud when he had been sitting with a supposedly 'sleeping' Kiku.

Yao's smile widened as he continued towards the kitchen.

The past was gone, and now, he was simply looking forward to the present day, he'd be spending it with his family, for the first time in decades. He would never forget the tragedy that started this, and he would never forget the war that had led up to it. Yet he still had to be thankful for what he had, here and now.

As such, he needed to get that water and snack quickly, he didn't want to miss out on a single moment, of the family time, or of that soap opera.

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