Never Until Over~ Hetalia; America x OC

~Part 1~

"And so, because of the totally lame shutdown in the shipping and imports and whatever routes from my place and China's, I could really use some help down the line, ok dudes?" America concluded his speech with the plea.

After a moment of silence, a hand raised in the air, fingers crossed. The small Asian country, Kenshu, looked at America with his big, chocolate brown eyes. 

The blond looked not at the black haired country's face, but at his raised hand. "Dude what's with the anime sealing sign?" He held up his hand, copying Kenshu's crossed fingers. "You gotta piss or something?"

The smaller country's cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment, but before he could respond, both of his older brothers jumped to his defense.

"It is how they raise hands in his country!" Japan and China retorted, the latter adding an 'aru' to the end of that remark.

"Oh, my bad dude..." America grinned, rubbing the back of his neck.

Kenshu nodded, still slightly offended. "All is forgiven, America-san... I was simply going to state that perhaps you should make a compromise to reopen them, give up a certain resource or the like..."

"Are you crazy!?" America exclaimed. "The reason I need to reopen them is because I need more stuff! I can't give anything else up..."

Kenshu looked down and pulled the too-long sleeves of his dark blue kimono over his hands. "Just a thought..."

America sighed, now seeing Japan's pissed-off or agitated expression, and the now disappointed face of his long-time crush... He had never said anything about it though! He hadn't in a couple of centuries... his crush had began during his horny teenage years, just shortly after the Revolutionary War, when he first met him. Unlike his brothers, Kenshu did not isolate himself at the beginning. He had been allied with France at the time, and the Frenchman had never shut up about the quite frankly, cute, country to America. Then once the war was over, the younger country had gone to express his gratitude, and was almost instantly head-over-heels for the smaller nation.

America tried his hardest to keep his wandering gaze away from the younger Honda brother, and, forgetting the rest of his presentation, he cleared his throat. "Well... anything new?"

When no one said anything, the energetic blond clapped his hands together and smiled. "OK! Well I guess then we can call this meeting over! You all did great, and then there's England-"

"What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean!?"

"-So you can all go now!"

As if on cue, nearly everyone got up, except for some; Kenshu and America, who were gathering their notes, and Greece, who was asleep.

The small Asian had his things gathered first, and he turned to leave. But he didn't get far, because he tripped over the leg of his chair, and the poor victim's notes and papers were spilled onto the ground.

Kenshu sighed, and after he regained his balance, bent down to pick up his papers. He managed a stack, but it spilled out from under his arms, causing him a small sigh again. America was soon there to retrieve the papers for him.

"Hey dude, are you... are you..." America stuttered. He gazed into Kenshu's big, dark eyes and blushed. "Are you okay?"

"Hai, perfectly alright America-san." Was his reply. Then, he made a quick bow and hurried out of the room with his paperwork.

[[ Sorry I have not written more earlier, life is a thing. I have no idea when or if I will ever get to update like, anything ever again, but here's a draft I thought I'd share while I can...]]