The Man whom I Longed for

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An Asian man clad in a white navy uniform. His dark eyes reflected my entire being. The more I absorbed in his slender figure, the more I could feel myself being attracted towards this unknown man. I could easily imagine him standing under the Cherry Blossoms, giving out a tranquil ambience.

My heart fluttered as he came closer to us. But why was I feeling this? Who was this person?

"Oi, Japan! So you followed me, huh?" America pulled him into a hug, grinning.
"Please, Mr. America. You are making me feel uncomfortable," the said man replied.

J-Japan? You mean...Kiku Honda?!

The man of my dreams stood before me. I stared at him wide-eyed as all the memories of the times that I went to sleep thinking about him, flooded my mind. My love...The man I have longed for...I finally met him.

"Ve~ Japan! Japan!" Feliciano went up to him and took his hands. "We have a new guest!" he pointed towards me.

The Japanese man's eyes landed on me. I stood there, frozen. He bowed and greeted me. "Welcome to the Hetalia Mansion. I hope we get along well." He gently smiled.

That was too much for me. I couldn't help myself from losing consciousness and landed on the ground.

"Bella! (Y/n)!"
"Love!"

I could hear the countries screaming my name but I didn't respond. All I could see was Kiku standing there, his hands clasped on his worried face. Then everything went black.

Slowly opening my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. I was lying on a sofa with a blanket covering me. I raised my head trying to understand where I was.

"Seems like I'm inside the Hetalia Mansion..." I thought.

I got up and wandered around the room. There was no one besides me but it seemed to be a living room. Many photos adorned the wall. Some of the photos had all the countries in it. I recognized Feliciano, Lovino, Arthur, Francis and America in them. I realized I forgot to ask America his name. Then there was him...Kiku, smiling gently.

I felt my heart skip a beat again. I put my hand over my chest. This feeling hurts so much, yet it's what makes it so beautiful.

"You go check on her..."
"Hey, why would I?"
"Brother Romano threw a tomato at her, so she must have had a concussion. Ve~"
"No, I didn't!"

I could hear whispers from the other side of the door. I went up and opened it. The countries who were leaning against the door fell into the room.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!"

"Ve~ It's okay, bella," Feliciano stood up.
"Are you feeling alright now, love?"
"Umm...yes, thank you for worrying about me."

My eyes landed on the Japanese man. I was about to open my mouth to say something when all of a sudden America appeared before me.

"Hey, dudette! I'm the hero, America! Also known by the name Alfred F. Jones!!"
"Oh, nice to meet you, Alfred," I said.
"Bloody hell, America keep your voice down!" Arthur scolded him.
"Nahahahaha!!"

I averted my eyes to Kiku. He noticed me staring at him and asked,"Is there something I can help you with?"
"Oh! No, it's nothing," I blushed.

Arthur cleared his throat. "Although many of the countries are not present here - "
"Like Germany! Ve~" Feliciano interrupted.
"...I propose that (Y/n) chooses an escort for herself who would look after every needs of her and guide her around the mansion."

"Step aside boys, an experienced man like me should be allowed to guide her," Francis said, pushing everyone aside.
"You bastard, you would definitely harass her! I would guide her!"
"I'm the hero! It's a hero's job to guide the heroine!" Alfred said while eating a hamburger.

Thus, all the countries, except Japan, argued amongst themselves on who would become my escort. Lastly, they all turned to me.

"(Y/n), you choose!"

"Umm...okay."

I took in a deep breath. With a flustered face, I stammered. "I-I want..."

"Ní hăo ma!"

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