Japan couldn't sleep that night... Not with France constantly asking for Britain to marry him, so he got up, walked next door and rang the door bell.

"Uh Hell- FRANCE SHUT THE HECK UP- Sorry about him... What do you want?" Asked Britain, he had clearly been pushed over his limits.

"I came to ask if you would mind keeping it down because I can't sleep" replied Japan anxious for the reply. While he was waiting for Britain to find the duct tape and put it over France's mouth, he thought: is there anyone who loves me? Japan did like Ukraine, but she was clearly taken by Canada... What about Hungary? No not her she was too close to Italia or Hetalia as everyone calls him.

"Thank you for bearing with him. He can be a bit of a pain in the backside" Sighed Britain.

"Ā, sore wa watashi ga warui koto o gaman shimashitaga, mondai arimasen." Said Japan.

"English please..."

"Ah it's no problem, I've put up with worse." Muttered Japan.

America knew what he was going to do that day.

He was going to confess his feelings for Japan! He was so excited he even told Britain... Which wasn't a good idea. Britain had had enough with people, loud people, talking to him.

"Hello Britain! Since we are allies, I thought I'd let you in on a secret!" America exclaimed excitedly.

"Which is?"

" I'm going to confess my love to Japan!"

" Okay, now goodb-"

"There's more!"

"Why the hell do I have to put up with you" Britain said in absolute disgust as he slammed the door in America's face

Japan had heard the commotion outside... He was glad the America came to him, not the other way round. You see, Japan was way too nervous to admit he liked anyone in an intimate way, he feared it would damage his reputation. He then heard a loud know at his door. It was America. Slowly, he headed towards the door, he opened it.

"Hello, Japan!"

"Uh hi A-America."

"What's with the- You heard?"

"Hai watashideshita... Uh, I, did!"

"And?" Asked America, a smile creeping across his face, but what came next he didn't expect. Japan grabbed him by his tie, pulled him inside and got on top of him.

"Um J-Japan?" America said, fretting like crazy.

He looked up at Japan, who was still looking down at him. He had an uneasy feeling come over him; Japan wasn't the kind of person who would do something like kiss someone that wasn't close family, but with people further than close family he would go all out. But right now? Nothing at all. America decided to take things into his own hands. He reached up to Japan's neck, put his hands around it and pulled himself up, automatically making him kiss Japan.

This wasn't what Japan had expected, he expected an experience that was more... Intimate than this; he pulled away from the kissing and began to unbutton America's shirt.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Can't we talk about this fir- Ahh! That tickles!" Squealed America.

" Ī, watashitachi wa atana no shatsu o motonimodosu watashi ni tsuite hanashi o shimasen " whispered Japan.

"I'll take that as a no"

"Yes it is a no"

I (as the writer) would go into details of what happened next but that would lead to a community guideline strike for the rating of this Fan fiction, so I won't!