This is when England went to Japan. The spread of westernization, and all that jazz. (INACCURATE!)
This is my first time writing Japan's pov, please forgive me for however wrong he is.
Enjoy~
Japan has an outdoor bath, F.Y.I.
I'm sorry for any inaccuracies. England came before WW2, but after WW1. That's all I know...
Then again, you might just want to stop reading the story now... IT'S HORRABLE!!! (TT _TT)
Japan was on his last straw.
"For the last time Igirisu-san,' hello' is 'konnichiwa', not 'konivawan'."
"Koniichia." England tried.
"You are getting closer."
"Cannvian." England tried again, struggling with the foreign word.
"Please try again."
"Konnichiwa!"
"Very good. Now that you have mastered.." he paused, trying to find the right word. "'Hello', you should learn how to say 'sorry.'" he erased the blackboard and wrote on it new kanji.
ごめんなさい。
"Gomennasai is it's pronunciation."
"That's even harder than the last word. But I'll try it.."
Japan prepared himself for a long day.
~(Almost one long day later...)~
"I think we are done for today, Igirisu-san." said Japan. He was tired from a long day of teaching.
"May I take a bath?" England questioned.
"Yes. The towels are in the closet." he turned to England. " Igirisu-san, why have you not changed out of your uniform yet?"
He began blushing. Then he stuttered out "Well, you see... I've just been too busy to change."
Japan nodded, accepting that as a reasonable answer."I have lain a kimono out for you to sleep in."
"Thank you." England stuttered, speeding off.
'My,' thought Japan. 'nations surely have too much energy as of now. I wonder why...'
After a long while, England came back, with the kimono bound tightly. 'It was being worn in the wrong way...' thought Japan 'But westerners are odd in more than one way.'
"That was a refreshing bath, Japan!" he exclaimed, sitting next to Japan and taking a cup of tea for himself. "I met the most interesting creatures."
Japan cocked his head to the side. "Creatures? Igirisu-san, you must be mistaken. I live alone."
England took another sip of the tea. "No, there was definitely something out there. But it wasn't the tengu from earlier. One called himself a Kappa, and the other called himself an Onion Spirit."
Japan remembered those creatures. He used to have the most interesting conversations with them when he was younger. "I have not seen them in many years. Were they doing well?"
"Yes. They said that they missed talking to you. They gave me this medicine."
"The Kappa medicine? Absurd..." he held it up to the light, and with that having no effect whatsoever, he gave it back to him. "It is indeed kappa medicine. Keep it for when you are badly hurt. It can heal anything and everything."
"Thank you. Now, *YAWNNNN*, I think I need to go to sleep.. goodnight Japan."
"Good night, Igirisu-san." said Japan quietly. And after finishing off his tea, he too went to bed.
~(The next day)~
"Ah, good morning Igirisu-san." Japan said after he saw England just sitting there, dazed. Then he shook his head vigorously.
"Good morning, Japan." and he smiled back.
What was this that Japan was feeling?....
And the days flew by like that. Days blended into weeks. By the time Japan realized it, two months passed. Japan and England soon became so familiar as to use each other's human names.
But Japan had another surprise coming.
During the time England was over, he always took a separate bath. Japan was saddened at his, seeing as baths were male bonding time. So he one day decided to sneak in after Arthur.
He saw, when he got there, a lone figure. It looked like Arthur from behind, although they were sitting in the water. A strong voice rang through that which was unclear, making Japan stop in his tracks. It wasn't the rough voice of a man that he heard, though.
It was a woman's. He looked at the figure, seeing a slightly long hairstyle. It was strong, bold. But it was also soft, sweet, and caring at the same time. The song was in English.
And as for what Japan suspected was the chorus, it was as though different components of nature herself was singing it. Maybe that is what England meant when he said Fairies... thought Japan.
A North Country maid up to London had strayed
Although with her nature it did not agree,
Which made her repent, and so bitterly lament,
Oh I wish again for the North Country.
Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
O fain would I be in the North Country,
Where the lads and lasses are making of hay;
There should I see what is pleasant to me,
A mischief light on them entic'd me away!
Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
I like not the court, nor the city resort,
Since there is no fancy for such maids as me;
Their pomp and their pride I can never abide,
Because with my humor it does not agree.
Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
How oft have I been in Westmoreland green,
Where the young men and maidens resort for to play,
Where we with delight, from morning till night,
Could feast and frolic on each holiday.
Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
The ewes and their lambs, with the kids and their dams,
To see in the country how finely they play;
The bells they do ring, and birds they do sing,
And the fields and the gardens are pleasant and gay.
Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
At wakes and at fairs, being freed of all cares,
We there with our lovers did use for to dance;
Then hard hap had I, my ill fortune to try,
And so up to London, my steps to advance.
Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
But still I perceive, I a husband might have,
If I to the city my mind could but frame;
But I'll have a lad that is North Country bred,
Or else I'll not marry, in the mind that I am.Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
A maiden I am, and a maid I'll remain,
Until my own country I again I do see,
From here in this place I shall ne'er see the face
Of him that's allotted my love for to be.Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
Then farewell my daddy, and farewell my mammy,
Until I do see you, I nothing but mourn;
Rememb'ring my brothers, my sisters, and others,
In less than a year I hope to return.Oh the oak and the ash and the bonnie ivy tree,
They flourish at home in my own country.
He thought the whole song was magic.
He was stunned, but then the fog seemed to clear up at this, and he saw England.
Except that England was standing in the water. And he was...
A WOMAN?!!?!!!?!?!?!?
No, his eyes did not fool him. He had sisters growing up. Asians knew who were girls and who weren't, because they were used to flat.
"GYARGH!" screamed Japan, who promptly passed out after seeing this. All he saw before he fell was England looking over with a shocked expression.
His last thought was 'Gods, now I'm a peeping tom!'
"Kiku? Kikuu?"
He felt something poke his head.
"Bloody hell, wake up Kiku! I have to ask you something!!!!"
Japan looked up to see Arthur, once again a male.
"Arthur," began Japan. "I had the strangest dream."
"And what was it about?" England's face was serious.
"It was that you were a woman." he looked at Arthur, then shook his head. "But you're a man, are you not?"
England looked away, not wanting to meet eyes with Kiku.
He was getting slightly disturbed. "Are you not? England?"
"My real name is Igiko." he.. she looked at him. Her voice was now a direct female version of her man voice. "And there's an interesting story behind this...." she was blushing furtively.
A/n: I am not rewriting the reason why she's a girl here. You can read England's odd little secret to find that out. Repetition is bad, stupid, and meaningless.
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