Camping yay! Chapter twenty seven

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Okay Kiku's performance was.... AWESOME!!! I loved it so much!!! I ran up to the stage like a crazy Fangirl and tackled him to the ground. He seemed a bit frightened at first. I hugged him tightly saying, "I LOVEEEEEDDDD IT!!!" Then he realized I wasn't mad or gonna kill him and he smiled and his cheeks got super red. "T-th-anks ____-San." He stuttered adorably. I quickly remembered when Italy tried giving him a hug and he flipped out, so I quickly got off of him. He seemed a bit disappointed, and his flush of embarrassment, yet pleasure slowly drained from his face. "S-sorry Kiku.....I'm a bit of a hugger. And I really liked your performance, I'm sorry. I should've gave you some personal space." I said, rubbing my arm, completely embarrassed. Without a word, Kiku embraced me. It was quiet for a moment before he quickly realized what he had done and broke apart. His face again had turned super red as he stuttered and apologized, "U-uh sorry ____-San!!! It's just I-ah I-I um...." He looked at me with a desperate look in his eyes. I wanted to save him from the dirty glances he'd get from the other countries, the embarrassment, and above all a sappy yet super embarrassing love confession. So, I leaned in and on his lips, I gave him a soft, gentle, loving kiss.

OH GOSH WHAT AM I DOING?!!!! WHAT THE HECK?!!! I just kissed Kiku Honda....Germany's ally and close, trusted friend!!!! I'M SUCH A TERRIBLE PERSON!! On top of all that, I know all the other nations are in love with me...and I kissed Japan anyways!!! America is the only one confessed.....except for Japan who confessed first....accidentally.....and Germany who confessed that one.....night.....and England nearly did.....France it was totally obvious he loved me.....and somehow I just know that the others do too. I'm kissing Kiku.....when I'm still totally, desperately in love with Ludwig Beilschmidt, even though he attempted to kill Alfred......even though I dumped him, acted so harshly against him.....called him a nazi...AND BROKE HIS HEART!!! I still have a flame kindling in my heart....my love for Germany.....he was my first and only love....and sure I do love the other countries but-Germany....he's different.....

Despite all that, the two voices in my head are fighting for control.....One is telling me to kiss Japan, don't care about anyone else thinks, break Germany's heart and all the others....and play around with the other nations' hearts as well...The other is telling me to apologize to all of them, get a grip on myself on what's right, walk up to the heartbroken German and confess that I am still truly on love with him...and deeply apologize and take everything back I said that horrible night.... Both voices were hurling insults at each other, trying to tell me which one I should pick. I created a third option instead; don't lose my cool, stop kissing Japan, try to apologize to Germany later, try to get everything back to normal....or well how it was before the whole camping trip.....and to stay my usual, optimistic, quirky, caring self that all of the nations have grown to love. I decided go to with that.

I instantly broke apart from the kiss, to reveal his face flushed with not embarrassment but with lust and pure excitement. He literally could not stop smiling, he had the biggest smile plastered across his face. He tried to hide it, but his excitement was too much that he couldn't....he said, "A-ah....Prease excuse me for one moment!!" Then he tried to cover his nose from a nosebleed, as he ran to his tent.

A/N: OMG 1K READS?! THATS FLIPPING AMAZING!!! Thank you so much!!!!!!!! Ti amo, Ti Amo, Ti amo!!! <3

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