That's not me in the mirror (RusAme)

Chapter 16

"중국?" (Google translate//korean: china)

North Korea picked up his phone after it had rung a few times. Seeing who was calling him, but only hearing silence, he had decided to ask if China was there. North Korea had locked himself inside the house, and South Korea was locked outside.

"중국, this is not funny."North Korea said in a flat voice, indicating no trace of emotion unless dullness counts as one.

After another three minutes, North Korea let out an angry grunt, and traced China's phone. North Korea angrily marched outside, South Korea trailing behind him. The Koreans, one marching in a fustrated manner, the other skipping in a joyful and airy manner. Of course, South Korea was following North Korea simple because South Korea didn't have anything better to do and because he was curious.

North Korea didn't even bother knocking as he entered the american's house. The states gathered in the living room and entrance to the house muttered, some gasping, others simply leaving the room. But all made way. North Korea marched over to China, stared at China for a few seconds, and slapped him. 

America knew something was wrong, or different, but he didn't know what. So he opened his eyes. And guess what he saw. A wide eyed Russia staring back at him. Wait...

That wasn't all..

He was also being kissed by Russia!

And finally, the grand finale of all the realizations hit America. If Russia was there... Then America was in HIS body again!

And, remembering Russia in his excitement, America glanced at Russia, who was even redder than the Ussr's flag. Oh- and America was also red now.

A grunt of pain  got the two out of their trance, or kissing. Russia pulled away, and quickly snatched up his ushanka, running out of the closet and running to go hide in a dusty corner in embarressement. America got up and did his best to make his blush dissapear. After completing that task the best possible, the american walked out of the closet, and was greeted with China lying on the ground, a small bruise on his cheek, sleeping, and North Korea sitting neatly on the ground, his hand ready to slap China again as an attempt to wake the chinese man up.

South Korea looked up, wearing a shit-eating grin. Clearly the korean was up to something. Also, South Korea was holding his phone as if he had just taken pictures or videos.

"안녕하세요 미국!" (google translate//korean: hello america) South Korea cheerfully sang out, sounding like he was in on a secret nobody else knew.

America waved in answer, eyes focused on the two other asians in his living room, both of them countries he didnt much like. He watched as North Korea got up, and neatly arranged China to be carried on his shoulder. Then, without a word being said to America, North Korea walked away, China resting on his shoulder. At the door, North Korea hesitated before saying, an accent as clear as day;

"미국, if something happens to 중국, you will regret being born." (google translate//korean:        중국 = China , 미국 = America) North Korea spoke coldly and harshly, and left, shutting the door, not caring whether his brother, South Korea, followed or not. In fact, some would say North Korea was hoping South Korea wouldn't follow him.

After North Korea had left with an inconscient China, South Korea looked at America, his eyes full of stars and positive childish emotions.

"So~ America, care to explain this~?" South Korea almost sang, showing a picture of two very specific people in a closet.

America blushed, and stuttered;

"H-How di-did you kn-know I wa-wasn't Russia, and t-that it re-reall-ly was me?!" he practically shouted, clearly embarassed.

"Oh- You wouldn't kiss a guy and then run away. Russia would. I know you that well, ya'know." South Korea chuckled as America hid his face in his hands. The states had already lost interest, and Kentucky was now chasing Texas with Tennessee for some random reason. The only state that was in the room was Alaska, who had returned from his trip on the outside world. The alaskan was slightly surprised, granted, but it didnt muchbother him seeing as Russia technically used to be his 'parent' and America was now his 'adopted' parent or guardian, however you prefer.

Alaska was noticed by America, who groaned, now in even more embarrassment, curling up in a ball on the oak hardwood floor. Alaska walked to his room, acting like he heard nothing. Although, the state did send a thumbs up to South Korea, who sent a thumbs up back in Alaska's direction.

"Anyways~ you should go try and find Russia, no?" South Korea hummed, and America nodded, getting up. America began running in the wrong direction when the Korean called the American back, pointing in the direction Russia ran in.

"Thanks-" America quickly said, running off.