America the Mysterious (United States of America #1.5)

Indifference

*Requested by HetalianSkywalker*

South Korea anxiously glanced back and forth between his brother and America, unsure of who to defend and who to criticize.

North Korea, a man with long brown hair held back in a low ponytail, brown eyes, and wearing a green army uniform, glared across the table at the woman in front of them, who easily ignored him. America was doing something on her laptop, some work perhaps, and has not once said a word to either of the Korean personifications.

Although America and South Korea were friends, they still weren't the closest of individuals. In fact, when South Korea found out that America was a woman, he didn't know what to think. He couldn't believe that the real America was cruel, manipulative, and apathetic, going so far as to threaten one of the nations with death if they crossed her.

Whenever South Korea looked at her, he saw a woman who was woven from war. In any case, he felt bad for her. Being a former kingdom, South Korea knew the pressures of being a country, but never of a superpower. Now that the nations know of the real America, they gravely fear her, and although he won't admit it, North Korea did as well.

He knew just as well as America did that she was more than capable of wiping him off the face of the earth, and with a smile on her face.

In fact, North Korea's boss gravely feared America's wrath.

"Well?" North Korea spat, looking ready to smash his fist on the table.

America looked up, emotionless as ever. "Well what?"

"Are you going to talk?"

"I'm waiting for you to tell me why you asked me to come here North Korea," America replied, looking back to her laptop and continuing to type.

South Korea flinched when North Korea shot up from his seat. "You should know why you're here!"

America stared evenly back at him. "I do not. You did not say why you wished to meet with me in your email."

Now that South Korea thought about it, she was right. He knew he shouldn't have poked into his brother's stuff, but, with South Korea being South Korea, he couldn't help himself. He looked into North Korea's email and saw that he, indeed, did not give America a specific reason on why he wished to speak with her face-to-face. Of course, South Korea had a good idea of what his brother wanted from the female superpower, but whatever it was, it wasn't good.

If possible, North Korea's glare would've set America aflame. "You are testing my patience America."

"Well then, I apologize," America said, indifferent. "I'll have you know that I don't really care on what you do North Korea, for either way, it will end poorly for you and your people."

North Korea tried to look unaffected, but failed miserably. "H-How so?"

"I believe you know better than anyone that you should never poke a sleeping dragon in the eye. After all, the entire world knows how vengeful my people get when something horrendous happens to one of their own, if the wars were any indication. Just remember your place North Korea, because the entire world is waiting for you to make the wrong move, and want your life erased."

America's gaze turned deathly cold when she glanced back at North Korea, and South Korea had to resist the urge to run. "Keep that in mind North Korea, and I'll let you live for a little longer."

"I-Is that a th-threat?" North Korea stammered.

"Oh no, it's a warning, but it will become a threat if you continue to insist." The smirk America gave him told South Korea of a threat of a painful and slow death, a complete massacre of North Korea's people, and America herself watching it all take place with a smile on her face.

He never felt more terrified of the superpower than this day.

"Am I clear, North Korea?"

The man didn't answer.

"I will ask again. Am. I. Clear, North Korea?"

South Korea saw his brother gulp, before he muttered, "Yes."

"Good, now shall we get down to business?"

~~~

Days later, South Korea was walking with America in downtown New York, trying to keep up. In this city, people were walking faster than him, eager to get to their chosen destinations, and some even glared at South Korea for being so slow before continuing on their way. South Korea ducked his head, doing his best to keep up with America, who wasn't having any problem in walking in these crowded streets.

Oh who was he kidding? This was in America's country!

"America, are we there yet da ze?" South Korea asked impatiently.

"Almost," America replied, and soon they arrived at their destination, a small tea house called Radiance Tea House and Books that was suggested by Ryker not too long ago.

It was a pretty modest place: not too big, not a lot of staff, and there were even books and other gifts one could buy. America ordered a table for them both, and soon various kinds of small tea cakes were placed before them, as well as their respective tea. America quietly sipped from hers as she proceeded to read a book that she grabbed from her bag.

South Korea still found it a little hard to believe that America of all people could read, but then again he didn't know the real her until now. He never felt so stupid.

"Go ahead Yong Soo, I did get the cakes for you you know," America spoke up, never looking up from her book as she took a bite of one of the small cakes.

"Why are you doing this da ze?" South Korea found himself asking.

Finally America looked up. "Care to elaborate?"

"Why are you being so nice to me? Do you want something from me da ze?"

America didn't answer for a long moment, and then, "I thought it would be nice to treat a coworker of mine to a trip to a tea house. Is that a crime?"

"That's not it da ze!" South Korea protested. "We both know that you don't care, so why are you lying?!"

South Korea was speaking so loud that the other patrons glared at them, though others looked confused. Embarrassed, he ducked his head.

America sighed. "That's true, I don't care. However, there is one thing you're not acknowledging here."

South Korea looked up. "What da ze?"

"I have no reason to be cruel to you, as you never actually complained to me before. However, I can tell it was there. Trust me, I didn't bring you here because we're friends, but as two acquainted coworkers. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't care how you view it, it doesn't change the truth."

Seeing as she wasn't going to say more, South Korea quietly took a bite out of one of the small cakes. He had to admit it was delicious. Still, what he was feeling at the moment didn't allow him to fully enjoy that cake.

I know what you guys are thinking; How could I do this to South Korea? Well, if you guys think about it, South Korea looks up to China and even tries to be noticed by him, so it should make sense why he and America aren't close. Though I'm not sure if this is true (I don't bother looking up anti-Americanism in other nations without the threat of me getting pissed off about it), but I believe South Korea also complains about the help America is giving him. Sounds like China was a good influence on him huh?