"Okay dudes! I've decided to invite all of you to a totally epic and uber awesome Beach bash at Japan's house!" America shouted to the five other countries before him. All looked at him with confusion and disapproval, all except Japan who gave a firm nod to the childish nation.
England took the liberty of speaking first. "America you twit! You can't just invite people over to another person's house that's just irresponsible!" he seethed at the poorly mannered nation.
"What are you talking about I totally have Japan's permission. Right?" he slung an arm around the Japanese man's shoulders and he gave another nod in confirmation.
"We will be in my vacation home so it will not be a problem..." he assured England who appeared to be throwing a fit.
"Whatev's, So anyways I, being the great hero that I am, have devised a perfect rooming chart!" the darker blond nation proclaimed louder than necessary. "First off me and Canada, because we're brothers." he wrapped a protective arm around his younger sibling. "Japan you'll be with old scones and bones over there." he pointed to England who was about to protest the name but the younger nation continued before the bushy browed one got the chance. "And that leaves Russia with Prussia... Ha, dude that rhymed!" he snorted.
"Whoa whoa whoa! Why does the awesome me have to room with Russia?" Prussia interjected slamming his hands to the tabled. "Why don't I sleep with Birdie, and you bunk with the big guy, mister hero?" he nagged and began to eyeball the quiet Canadian sitting off to the side holding onto his polar bear.
America stood up to contradict this annoyance. " Well for starters, me and that damn commie sure as hell will kill each other if we're left in the same room, hell I don't even know why he accepted his invitation! And second of all you'd better think twice if you think I'm going to let a frickin' pervert like you sleep in the same room as my brother, you nasty little creep." he seethed noticing the way the eastern German was staring at his sibling.
Prussia snapped off the quiet blond and directed his attention back to the one currently insulting his awesomeness. "Are you trying to start something here?" he hissed.
England sighed and with Japan's help, began the tedious task of separating the two. "Now, now. You can put up with your room mate for the first night, then we'll switch to accommodate anyone who's uncomfortable, okay?" the elder nation replied like a rational adult.
"Then we're off to the beach!" America hollered as loud as he could. And ran for the door. The others quickly followed as to not loose sight of the American and have him do something stupid.
Canada felt somewhat flattered at Gilbert's proposal, he had acknowledged him and was rather determined to share a room with the Canadian. Though he could see why having to share a room with Russia was rather intimidating. The Canadian sighed and shook his head, Prussia was a strange one alright.
As he began to leave the conference room he felt someone's presence behind him. The blond turned to see Russia looming over him, a quirky smile across his face. "Let us go now, da?" he said chipperly and lightly pushed the Canadian along. The blond couldn't help but feel that this trip was going to be stress ful.
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Once they had arrived at Japan's vacation home the sun was already setting. They had changed out of their every day cloths and into the robes that the vacation home had provided them. It turns out that Japan's vacation home was a classic styled inn complete with hot springs, ping pong and futons. Everyone had managed to find their rooms, though Prussia and America still fought over whom slept with whom.
Canada had settled into his room, placing Kuma... curse the part of the mind that refused to remember his pets name! He placed the polar bear on the floor who quickly scurried to the center of the futons that had been placed next to one another. America always had his mind filled with bad horror films apparently one was fresh in his mind, thus causing him to sleep close to someone else. Well the rest of the room was lovely, a large window framed the moonlight perfectly and the old style slide doors were a nice change. The Canadian smiled. Maybe it wasn't going to be as stressful as he thought.
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"Yo, Japan?" America slammed the door open. Japan was just beginning to unpack when the loud country burst into the room.
"Hai? What is it America?" he asked standing and brushing out the wrinkles in his white robe.
A smile crept upon his face and and he looked a tinge bit embarrassed unfortunately it didn't show in his voice. "I need to talk to bushy brows... in private, so yeah... you can hang out in my room if you want?" he shrugged.
Japan got the sense that he was an unwelcome awkwardness so he left the room nodding towards the American nation.
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Canada heard the slid and click as someone entered his room. It must be Alfred, he sighed internally and turned to see Japan walk in. "Oh Japan..." oops there go words he's not going to hear.
Japan shivered for a moment and stared at the futons. "How strange, it is America's room, yet there are two bed settings." he wondered in curiosity for a moment before another chill went down his spine and he left.
"So much for a good start." Canada sighed and directed his attention to his sleeping bear. Kuma... Butter Maples!
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Japan felt an unnecessary awkwardness coming from America's room, like he wasn't seeing someone that was obviously there. He wondered down the hallway to find Russia's and Prussia's shared room... America was right, it was fun to say them together. He knocked first. A grunt allowed him to slid the door open and pop his head inside.
"Kon'nichiwa?" He called and saw an exhausted looking Prussian lying on his belly on the floor. "Prussia, if you are going to sleep you could at least use a futon..." he huffed but jolted back when the Prussian snapped up and glared at him.
"I ain't sleeping and there's no way in hell I'm going to if I have to put up with tall, dark, and homicidal!" he pouted. That's when Russia popped up behind Japan, he does that a lot.
Japan jumped into the room nearly toppling over Gilbert on the way in. "Ummm... one of you could sleep in the room next over?" Japan offered. "America offered it to me but I find it to ..." he paused looking for the correct word. "Drafty.."
Prussia instantly leaped upon the Japanese man and hugged him as a child would to a superhero. "Alright, end of story! I'm bunking with Japan now!" he glared at the Russian who still stood in the doorway processing the information.
A small realization hit him. America's room? A tiny glint of what appeared to be unfathomable glee spread across the man's face. "Da, that is okay." he smiled broadly and lumbered away practically clapping with anticipation.
"What the fuck was his problem?" Prussia grumbled releasing the Asian in his arms.
A/N::: This is good Da? нет? I love the pairing don't judge them on my poor writing skills. And yes I threw in some PruCan just because they're cute ... But Russia is still frickin' sexy! X3 so don't come after me with torches and pitchforks, I don't own Hetalia. and REVIEWS ARE MY ANTI-DRUG! see you next chapter! I love you!