Affection:Hetalia X Reader

13

The next morning you started to fix yourself.Not for work,but for the arrival of your family.

You missed them a lot.

You wore a simple (favorite color) shirt and (jeans/skirt/shorts),then (sneakers/heels/boots)below.You're going to fetch them at the airport today,so it's best if you looked good.

You grabbed your purse after you combed your hair.As you headed outside,the sky is still dark,mainly because it's still 4 AM.

You usually aren't scared of the dark especially if it's morning:but suddenly,you felt unusual goosebumps.

You stopped in your tracks and looked around at the deserted area to see if someone was there-- stalking or at least staring at you.But no one.

You decided to just continue walking,but by the time you faced forward, you met one of those things that hunt Pangaea,which is you.

Usually,your first reaction was to scream,but couldn't do it because you were frozen in shock and is extremely scared as you remembered your first encounter with it.

I knew I should've brought my weapons along!

But that would be kinda stupid and you didn't expect it to appear at this time of day.Besides,you don't know how to use those so it'll be pointless.

The thing's face suddenly opened in half,revealing hundreds of sharp,bloody fangs.

You were pushed harshly, making you wince in pain.You wanted to cry so bad,because you wouldn't want to die yet and surprise your family with this news.

As it was nearing you,you searched around for a near weapon.But the rocks,twigs and metal pipes are far away to reach,and it'll be too long to reach for it you wouldn't be surprised if it's already too late.

So mustering all the courage left in your small frame,you stretched your right leg forward to kick it.And you succeeded when it backed away a few steps.

Your face brightened as you prepared yourself to run,but when you turn around you saw two other of those things,making you gasp.

Is this...my end?

Your lips quivered as you held back tears and closed your eyes.

At least I tried,right?

And then you heard a slicing of flesh.Is it yours?No,you didn't even feel it--impossible.But you were too scared to open your eyes.What if you're wrong?

A slash.Another slash.Clothes rustling.Sound of running around.Heavy breaths.Shrieking in pain.

Yep,definitely not yours.

You fluttered your eyes open,and to your utmost shock;Japan stood there glorious as ever,holding his katana in his left hand,with black blood dripping from it.He looked like a sword master,not staining his shirt(yeah.He's wearing a stylish blue shirt paired with black pants and red converses)with blood.

You looked around and saw the things on the ground.Slowly,they started to fade away.

((A/N:Remember some of Japan's words might have 'R' in them because of his accent but actually it's 'L'.))

"Pangaea!What are you thinking!?"

You snapped your head to Japan who looked really mad.

For a quiet man like him it was strange to hear him raise his voice.