You Spin me Right Around
Japan's P.O.V
I sighed as I saw the papers on my desk, it was a large pile of complaints, problems, favors, and of global warming solutions. I immediately sat down and started skimming through them. There was one that caught my attention, it was from my colleague Germany. I read his letter quickly, he was worried about my relationship with America-san.
There is no relationship between America-san and I. True we have been with each other a long time but that doesn't mean anything. I put his letter aside and quickly started to glance at the rest of my work. This letter though... it got me thinking. I start to stare blankly at my papers trying to think. America-san did ask me out before, but I had to reject him, I didn't want to end up like England. America and England are always fighting or they try to avoid each other but its only because of their past, they don't seem to get over it like America-san always says. When they were "together" they didn't have an official relationship well that's what America-san says. He says that England just found him and started smothering him. England just started like his boyfriend and America-san just accepted him. Even though he says it wasn't official I still find it official. They both expressed true love for each other and acted like they were in a relationship. But sometimes I don't blame England for that, America-san is a pretty good looking man. He does have many good qualities, qualities that anyone would like.
He has much charisma, he's rich, he's very outgoing, he has many friends, his self esteem is really high, and he has really beautiful clear eyes. I felt my cheeks get a lot warmer when I started to think like that. I think I was blushing, something I haven't done ever since... that relationship. But America-san was different, every time he smiles I cant help but to smile myself. When I think about this though I get sad as well, I'm jealous of America-san. He has everything I don't, I'm very shy, I don't have much friends, I'm really tight on money, I feel old and my eyes are pitch dark brown. I have everything he doesn't need, so why did America-san ask me out? I sighed again as I rested my back onto my chair looking towards the ceiling. Maybe I'm just thinking too much I told myself. Maybe I should just have said yes when he first asked me out, but what would Germany-san have thought? All of this is to confusing, I should have stayed an isolated country, none of this would have happened. But it's too late now. I looked at my phone that was all the way on the other side of the room.
Maybe I should try telling someone about this? I slowly got off of my chair and went over to the phone. But wait... who should I call? I stayed with the phone on my ear and thinking again. Here were my options China, Northern Italy, France, Canada, and Germany. Germany is the worst idea, he has his own relationship problems with Italy, so those two are out. China probably would tell me to build him a store with food in it, so I won't call him either. So either France, or Canada. I decided to call France first, I mean he is the country of love. I dialed his numbers and as the phone rang I was putting my thoughts together, "bounjor?" I heard his heavy french accent.
"Mushi Mushi France-san, it's me Japan"
"Ahh Japan what a lovely surprise, how are you monseir?"
"Well I'm fine thank you very much... I have a question to ask you though... It's about love"
"ahh le' amour I see? Oui I can help you what do you need?"
"Well..." I explained everything to him as quickly and less complicated as possible. When I am finished he bursts a great laughter. "Well Japan, give America a chance, he sounds like he really loves you"
"H-he does?" I can feel my self blush, I really hate that feeling. "Oui Japan, I know his previous relationship didn't go too well but, by the sounds of it he's willing to change for you." I'm glad I called France, he's very useful... "Ask him out and tell him 'monseir I want to have sweet love with you on my couch, my bed, just anywhere as long as I'm with you'" My eyes widened, "Fr-France-san!" I can feel myself blush furiously. He laughs again, "That is what Monseir Japan wanted no?" "N-not exactly, I-I mean I'm not saying I wouldn't sleep with him or anything b-but I-I don't want to sound perverted!" "Japan this isn't perverted, this is le' amour."
I couldn't even speak anymore, this was Madness. He kept on blabbering about what positions to try out with him and I felt a bit of blood drop from my nose, "France-san not to be rude, but I must leave, thank you for the advice I really appreciate it." "Anytime monseir Japan" I immediately hung up on him. I didn't want to tell America-san that, I mean I hardly even know if what I feel for him is love, I don't want to go and ask him to have sex with me that straight forward. I panicked a bit and I went to go wash my face. Calling France, was perhaps the worst idea ever. I tried to think again, maybe I should ask America-san out. But how would I ask him out, where should we go, and what should I do afterward? I sighed deeply, I hate myself for this, I'm not as daring as America-san or France. Sometimes I wished I can be more like them. As I was returning to my desk, my phone rang again. I turned to stare at it for a bit as it kept ringing. I finally went over and picked it up, hoping it wasn't France.
"This is Japan" "Hey Japan it's America!" I gasped softly, I didn't expect him to call. "A-America-san? How may I help you!" Damn it! I didn't mean to yell into the phone! I started to blush even more now.
"Well I wanted to ask you if you can hang out with me tomorrow..." He called me, he wants to hang out with me, this saves me the trouble of asking him out, "Hai America-san, where would you like to go?" He stood quiet for a while, I stood quiet awaiting his response. "I guess we will figure out tomorrow I mean I am the hero! Anyone will accept me anywhere! I'll go by your place tomorrow alright?" "H-Hai America-san!" "See you tomorrow then Japan! Bye!" He hung up. I slowly put my phone down. Well, that was easy and coincidental I thought to myself. Now I needed to prepare myself for tomorrow. What should I wear though? How Should I ask? What if something goes wrong what if... I glanced at my clock it was 11:00 pm already. HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN THINKING? I quickly put my pajamas in and hop into bed, tomorrow is going to be a long day...