Russian Roulette | Rusame | Countryhumans AU

Story of a Family

Japan shifted his position and leaped at America, he used a hail of petals to block America's vision. The American lifted both arms to protect himself when Japan appeared seemingly out of nowhere with another kick from above.

More flowers spouted out of Japan's body, it was a mixture of spider lilies and cherry blossoms. More petals came flying at the prince, although he deflected them, his energy was starting to drain.

'This isn't good I should end this,' America internally thought. As he continued to dodge, he noticed Japan's fists clutching even though he held nothing, 'it seems he trained with a blade, I wonder why he didn't fight me with a sword then.'

"Don't you remember the Pearl Harbor incident? Do you not feel any guilt?"

"Your mother rose in revolt against Asia and took control of people as hostages, she isn't necessarily a good person is she?" America retorted as he ducked another flying petal.

Japan clenched his fists tighter, "she may not be a good person but she was a good mother."

"She was a good fighter though, she gave me quite the nasty scar from that day." America acknowledged her skills, she was indeed very skilled with a blade, quite a menacing powerful figure.

She was rumored to be able to cut down an entire army, she was a one woman army, but all that came to an end when she was impaled by her own katana.

America smirked, "she almost killed me and I praise her for that." Japan's kimono was starting to get bloodier and bloodier, "then I'll finish the job."

"I'd like to see you try!"

As America dodged and dodged, a shiny object fell out of his pocket and slid along to floor, only stopping when it hit Russia's foot. The tall male picked it up, it was a pendant with emerald embedded into it. It shone beautifully in the light, but the gem was cracked, it was like someone smashed it and glued the pieces back together.

The bell rang, it's deafening sound pierced through the hallways. Japan himself stopped in his tracks, "You're lucky this time, next time I'll definitely get my revenge."

"I could do this all day, bring it." Of course that's bullshit, but he doesn't care.

The Japanese man disappeared. The small crowd hiding behind the pillars from a distance also scattered, they seemed quite unsatisfied at the result of the fight.

A figure amongst the crowd smiled then walked away, Russia whipped his head towards them. The dragon had sensed something for a split second, an imposing aura, but the figure had already left as fast as they came.

America skipped over to Russia side, "whatcha looking at?"

"It's nothing nevermind," the Russia shrugged it off for now. He paused for a moment when he saw a few cuts and bruises on America, nothing too major. "Do you need help to treat your wounds?"

America chuckled in amusement, whenever America smiled or laughed an odd feeling welled up in Russia, it's probably annoyance.

"I have regeneration, the injuries aren't too major either so I think I'll be fine on my own." As America said that, Russia noticed a few cuts start to close up.

"Japan has quite the powerful ability, it was able to pierce through my defense which isn't an easy feat by normal means."

Russia rolled his eyes with a sigh, "you were analyzing his ability I knew it, that's why you weren't attacking." The American smiled till his eyes curved, "you know me so well, I mean I wouldn't want to end the fight so quickly so I let him deal some blows."