Japan's Way of Apologizing to America
By: Theressa
Chapter One
"Alfred, why are you here?" an irritated Japanese man asked, his black hair falling over his eyes as he glared at a blond-haired American while holding a small basket of laundry.
"Because . . . It's a free country . . .?" replied the blond-haired man, smiling like the idiot he was.
The smaller man sighed. "Yes, but this is my house and I have rules that I expect to be followed."
"Well, yeah, I know you have rules and I know that one of your rules are that you must be invited to come over to your house, but I wanted to see you. Is that a problem, Kiku?" Alfred asked, hoping that Kiku would just give up and let him stay. After all, they have been dating for almost two years now, but they have not slept together too many times.
"I think it is a problem. I have work to do around my house. Could you leave?" coldly replied Kiku, walking away from Alfred and traveled to his backyard with the American right behind him.
"Kiku, did I make you mad?" innocently asked Alfred.
Kiku stopped where he was and span around – about to yell at Alfred for being an idiot – but then, Kiku saw tears tearing up in Alfred's eyes, his sapphire eyes turning into a dark shade of blue and resembling that of a whirlpool on a stormy night.
"I-I . . ." Kiku was taken back by the sight before him that he dropped his laundry and his hit the ground loudly, a thud producing at the drop. Kiku had no words. He had nothing to say to Alfred. Kiku was speechless.
"Do you really hate me that much? Did I really make you mad, Kiku?" Alfred asked again, the atmosphere around him becoming gloomy and mournful. Then, Alfred sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Kiku. It's just a really love you and I want to see you every minute of the day, but . . . I wasn't aware that you did not feel the same way."
"Alfred . . ." Kiku felt guilty now, but what was he suppose to say? Kiku did not have the guts to say something romantic because that was Alfred's job. Besides, it was Alfred who forced Kiku into this relationship, but then again, Kiku really did love Alfred.
"I'm sorry, Kiku." Alfred whispered, his head lowered in shame and his bangs covering his saddened eyes. "I'm really sorry for falling in love with you and forcing you to do things that made you uncomfortable. I'll just leave."
"Alfred, wait!" Alfred was about to walk put the door when Kiku called out his name and hesitantly, Alfred stopped himself, deciding to listened to what the Japanese man had to say.
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Just to let you guys know, there are six chapters.
By the way, this story is for my friend, Gabby!
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