Title: A Brief History of Alfred and Yao
Characters: Alfred, Yao
Warnings: None for this chapter, but light violence in the later parts
Summary: Alfred reflects on his relationship with Yao as the two nations continue to form economic and political ties.
I do not own Hetalia. All characters are the property of Hidekaz Himaruya
Alfred tried to keep his mind on the meeting as the diplomats in the room made speeches and debated issues. Words like cooperation, mutual benefit and common interest were repeated over and over until Alfred barely recognized them as words anymore. He kept reminding himself that this was important. The partnership forged here was imperative to his future as a superpower and the future of the world. Nonetheless his mind wandered, and he doodled on his notes. Finally, the meetings were adjourned for the day. Alfred stirred as he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned to see Yao in a slate gray suit holding out his hand.
“I look forward to working with you” Yao smiled.
Alfred shook the offered hand and smiled.
“Me too,” he replied.
As Yao walked out after his President, Alfred could not help remembering another time Yao had offered his hand.
************** San Francisco 1850***********
“Alfred, this is Yao. He’ll be helping us on the dig site,” The prospector explained
Alfred stopped digging and turned. He was shocked to find he knew the newest miner on the dig. Yao was dressed in a course linen shirt, suspenders and brown leather pants. It was his long dark braid of hair that distinguished him from the other miners. He smiled at Alfred’s recognition, and offered his hand. Alfred glanced at it for a minute not processing the intention.
“I look forward to working with you” Yao began.
Alfred nodded finally understanding. He wiped his hands off on a clean part of his pants.
“Right, yes!” Alfred answered.
He gave the outstretched hand a firm shake and smiled, finally relaxing.
“Good! Anyways, Alfred will show you how things work on the site, and tomorrow you can help the guys dig on tunnel 3.” The prospector explained.
“Can do boss!” Alfred assured him.
Alfred explained the basic technique and rudimentary safety procedures. He then took Yao on a quick walk through the dig site to point out important places. Yao learned quickly and was soon ready to join a team in the dig.
“You have done well Alfred F. Jones,” Yao remarked.
“What do you mean?” Alfred asked.
“You’ve become a strong country. You’ve forged your strength from many nations” Yao replied.
It was true. He had fulfilled his Manifest Destiny stretching from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and right then in the California hills miners from all over the world were digging for gold. Alfred perched his pick axe on his shoulder and adjusted his hat. The bright noon sun glared down on the men toiling in the gold fields.
“You watch! I’ll become much much stronger,” he answered.
“I am sure you will, but you should not rush. Becoming stronger can be a double edged sword,” Yao murmured mysteriously.
The ancient nation glanced at the horizon with a faraway and wistful look in his eyes. Alfred simply ignored the warning and continued to dig. The prospector called Yao back, and the older nation left quietly.
It was late that night when Alfred returned to town covered in dirt, but smiling. He settled at the bar and ordered a cold beer.
“Did you find anything?” Yao asked as he settled down at Alfred’s table.
“Just dust and a couple of pieces, but that’s good. Just a little more digging and we’ll hit the payload. You wait and see,” Alfred answered.
“Hey, Mr…Um,” Alfred began.
“Call me Yao,” He offered.
“Yao,” Alfred agreed, “Sorry if this is rude, but why are you here?” Alfred wondered.
“I have come to watch over my people and to ask you a question,” Yao answered.
“What’s the question?” Alfred asked.
“My people Alfred, many of my people are here searching for gold. Many more of my people are planning on coming to look for gold and find work,” Yao explained.
“So you’re-” Alfred realized.
“You will look after them right? My people-They will be safe in your lands?” Yao asked.
“I…that’s…Ofcourse. America is a land of opportunity after all,” Alfred replied.
They shook hands sealing the agreement. Alfred could sense it, the surge of strength and vitality that flowed through his body. Another immigrant population had joined the American people. They would change him, teach him and add to his strength. Yao smiled and Alfred smiled. They both ordered another beer and toasted to the future.
Alfred quickly finished gathering his papers and packing his briefcase. Outside China’s president and his boss were posing for the press and explaining the details of the latest agreement between the two nations.
“I won’t let you down this time, Yao,” Alfred promised.
To Be Continued
This chapter deals with the California gold rush and the resulting immigration of Chinese citizens. In 1849 about 30,000 foreigners arrived in California as a result of the Gold Rush. By the late 1850’s there were 15,000 Chinese workers in the mines. Unfortunately the new immigrants faced resentment and discrimination. Despite this, the Chinese would be a large force behind the completion of the Transcontinental Railroad. Chinese immigrants still form a substantial part of the immigrants to the United States to this day.
Technically the miners worked alone, and there was not much mingling, so it’s very unlikely that Yao would have been on a dig with Alfred. Also San Francisco might have been a little far from the digging fields. At any rate, thank you for reading and please review.