Dear America,
why do you do the things you do? Do you expect something in return? Are you trying to learn my secrets? Do you know what I'm going through?
I'm not exactly sure what I'm asking, but ever since you helped me out after the war, I can't get you off my mind. Allow me to explain.
During the war, my people were ruled by a cruel and dishonorable leader. The people were plunged into financial crises, and he even told them to commit suicide if captured.
He hurt my people. He hurt me. Badly.
I thought it was just war. I thought that it was truly all for honor. I went along with meetings and life because I thought it was all normal. At the time, it all seemed reasonable. Only after Hiroshima and Nagasaki, I realized how weak I was because of that cruel and unworthy leader.
We surrendered, and when I thought I would have to rebuild my country alone, you were there to help me out greatly. You lead some of your fellow allies to help me rebuild my economy. You even thought about the younger ones and their education. You shared technology and knowledge as well, and it helped me become what I am today. It's all so mind-blowing.
As for the questions, I doubt that you would betray me after all you have done. I'm still not sure if you knew what I was going through or if you were just being the hero again. All I know is that I'm still looking out for what I could do for you in return. I've shared my hobbies and interests with you, such as anime, manga, and foods. Someday, I'm hoping that I'll repay the dept I owe to you. I'll be forever grateful for all you have done.
Thank you,
Japan.I drew a picture about Japan being helped out by America after WW2, so I'm kinda in a phase about it right now X3
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