Ameripan One-Shots

The Start of Forgiveness

     It was a few weeks after World War II had ended. America was currently in a hospital, however he wasn't there because he was hurt. In all honesty, America was perfectly fine when it came to his physical health. Instead, he was there because he'd hurt someone else. A nurse directed him to the room where Japan was staying and being treated for his wounds, America stood outside the door. He was completely nervous to go inside, however he felt as if he had to do this. America knocked on the door, there was no answer. After a few more knocks, America just decided to come in.

     Laying in the hospital bed was Japan, he was currently sleeping. No wonder no one yelled for America to come in after all that knocking. The island nation's arm was in a sling and covered in bandages. His right eye was covered with more bandages, there was undoubtedly more damage that America couldn't already see. Still, the damage that he could see was already tearing him to pieces.

     The larger nation contemplated on whether or not he should wake Japan up, but decided against it. So America set the bouquet of lilies he brought with him on the bedside table, for Japan to see later. Before heading back to the door America said in a low voice, "I'm so sorry Japan." He then tried to leave, but as he reached for the door handle, a voice spoke.

     "America, is that you?" Japan was now awake, if not awake all along.

     America froze at the sound of Japan's voice, it sounded painful. Now, he was just standing in front of the door not daring to look behind him. Japan spoke again, "What are you doing here?" He sounded as if he was on the verge of tears, the painful rasp in his voice still present. Still, America didn't answer or turn around.

     "America please, turn around, answer me, at least say or do something!" Japan was starting to get frustrated. He was starting to think he was only hallucinating, imagining that America was there. Finally, the American said something.

     "I'm not a hero, look what I did to you. If anything, I'm a coward that can't face you or look at what I've done. I felt that if I didn't try to face you now, I'd keep putting it off. Now I realize it was a mistake coming to you this early." Tears started to fall down America's cheeks.

     While Japan did think he was right about the timing, a part of him wanted to disagree with America. The bright color of the lilies then caught Japan's eye, he shifted a bit so he could reach for the bouquet. "Did you bring me these?"

     "Yeah, their an apology gift. Still, I have a long way to go before you could forgive me for what I did." America shifted uncomfortably.

     "Just because you still have to work for the apology to mean anything, doesn't mean I can't at least start to forgive you." Japan paused and America froze, was Japan really going to start forgiving him already? "America, did you want to drop those bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki?"

     "No, not one bit. I wanted to convince my boss otherwise but, he wouldn't listen to me even if I tried."

     Japan thought for a moment. "I didn't want to drop a bomb on Pearl Harbor either, and force you into the war." Tears started to roll down Japan's cheeks as well. "Can you please turn around and face me now?"

     America did as Japan said, he then walked up to his bedside and hugged Japan gently. With his good arm, Japan hugged America back. While Japan hadn't completely forgiven America yet, he knew he wanted to someday. This was just the start of rebuilding their friendship, and a possible shot at something more.

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That moment when you ship Ameripan, but then you realize your birthday is on Pearl Harbor day. One of the worst points in America and Japan's history. That's life for you, it gives you random coincidences. I can't believe I didn't realize this fact about me until Ameripan already was my OTP. Still ship it though. I'll release something sweeter tomorrow or the day after, depends on my mood.

Also, Happy Birthday to me!

-Glacier