America x Japan

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I'll explain at the end.

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Japans POV

I'm unhappy. Partly because Korea won't leave me alone and partly beacause some of my shippings are wrong! Who would have suspected Tsubaki would get together with Prussia? I thought for sure she would be dating Black Star! Well, it's common knowledge France and Igirisu would be special friends, I wasn't that suprised either when ____ turned down Romano, they're too much alike, and of course Soul and Maka got together!

I was so caught up in my thoughts i din't notice the hat being passed towards me, until to late. "Hey Japan, aru! Pick something already, aru!" China said, somewhat impatiently. I reluctently plunged my hand into the hat and grabbed the first thing I touched, it was a hamburger. My face turned red as I recognized the object could only belong to my one and only crush, America. 

"Hey dude, guess you got THE HERO!" America yelled, in my ear. He grabbed my arm and literally dragged me into the closet! By then my face was probably as red as one of Spains tomatoes. As the door closed, I heard someone say "Seven minutes, and please no France-like behavior."

Soon everything around me went pitch-black. I heard something rustle as America stepped closer to me. Or at least I hoped he came closer and not the other way around. "Hey Japan" came America's voice, right behind me. I spun aroud and collided into a wall of warm softness, and almost fell over, if America hadn't caught me. Now we were in an awkward position, me bent over backwards, and America hovering over me. "Woah there! You all right dude?" America asked.

"H-hai." I muttered, my face going an even darker shade of red, if that was possible. I pushed my arms against Americas chest, but to no avail. Instead of trying to break free of his grip, I averted my eyes from his face. "America, will you kindly, get off of - mmpf!"

Unfortunatly and Fortunatly, I didn't notice his face getting closer to mine. His soft lips pressed against my own, tasting of Diet Coke and Red Bull. The kiss seemed to last forever, but felt too short when we broke off. (Aaaah shit, it's gettin' cheesy up in here!)

"U-umm America-san..."

"Sorry Japan! I just umm.. I've just... liked you for a long time now... and I was wondering..." his face was looking down, with a look of regret on it. I think he was waiting for me to reject him, which I would NEVER do.

I stepped closer, gathering my courage, and kissed America. But damn my shortness! I had to stand on the very tip of my toes to reach him. At first he was suprised, but soon joined in the kiss. I squeaked as he lifted me off the ground, so I was no longer touching it.

"ALL RIGHT YOUR SEVEN MINUTES ARE OVER!" I heard Switzerland shout, opening the door. There were whistles and I think Korea shouted "GO GET SOME JAPAN!" my face blushed, again, as America set me down, now with a look of supreme happiness on his face.

We walked out of the closet hand in hand and sat back down in the circle, talking about anime for the rest of the night.

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I know that was horrible! I know I say this every post, but I really do think this is horrible! Anyways sorry for the crappy story after such a long wait. I had a lot of shit going on, but I'm free! Or at least, for now...

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 23, 2013 ⏰

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