"So… I can have the beef?" China asked, the wooden chopsticks poising above Italy's soup bowl, the items lying in the middle. Italy nodded and replied, "Sure, besides, I can just eat Germany's meat, it tastes better. Espicially his wurst!" Italy, coincidentally seated on the right side of Germany, flashed an innocent grin.
Japan, who was quietly eating, heard the conversation. His eyes widened and his cheeks started to blush. Oh shit, his mind is perverted. Quite perverted. Extremely perverted. So perverted that his mind could twist an innocent sentence into something that… makes a r18 scene in a common doujinshi. He could imagine it. Italy will be under the table giving Germany a…
Oh no he's thinking about the scene with small details now. He could feel his cheeks heating up even more.
Hong Kong noticed this and got the general idea of what happened. He smirked, "I didn't expect you to be that dirty Kiku." Japan started to choke on his rice, coughing excessively. Italy noticed this and waved his right hand around. He worriedly asked, "Nihon, are you okay? Your face is really red!" Hong Kong slyly commented, "I think he's choking on the meat, the same type of meat that Italy didn't want because he had Germany's meat~"
Japan used his right hand to pound on his chest hardly. Italy tilted his head in puzzlement.
America, who was seated next to Hong Kong had a look of confusion before relization dawned onto him. America whispered something into Hong Kong's ear and the Chinese nation nodded. America smiled widely and wiggled his finger, "Naughty naughty Japan. Tut tut tut."
It didn't seem possible to America but Japan's cheeks grew even darker. The brown-eyed nation protested, "It's not my fault that Italy-kun's sentence was so suggestive." America just sat there, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly, while Hong Kong was sniggering.
Japan would rather not face this. He 'lightly' slammed his chopsticks down vertically in his hardly eaten bowl of white rice. The two chopsticks stood there, like incense candles in a pile of ash that can be found in a temple.
Curious faces looked at Japan and he stood up, about to leave when he seemed to remember his manners. "Sorry but I'm not hungry anymore. I humbly thank you Taiwan for the meal. It will be greatly appreciated if you others could generously accept my apology of excuse-" Germany, slightly white-faced, waved Japan off while Italy complained, "We're friends don't be so formal~ I understand, ciao Nihon!" Italy waved his right hand cheerfully and Germany let out a choked "Bye." before Japan nodded and he rushing off.
America looked at Japan's walking body. Damn, he would love to know more about the Morden Japan. He only got a hint of it, but it's okay, he'll think of an idea somehow-
The blue-eyed nation's thoughts were interrupted with a loud groan from Germany and America forgotten what he was thinking about.
Anybody want to guess why Germany groaned? *wiggles eyebrows*