A/N: First story. Not much to say about it. Title pretty much says it all. Each chapter will focus on a different pairing and their kiss on New Year's.

Overall rating: T, but this one's probably K+ at most

First Pairing: America/Japan

New Year's Kiss

Chapter 1: Culture Shock

It was New Year's Day and the nations had decided to take the day off from whatever meetings were going to be held that day just to celebrate. Most of them had just lazed around, enjoying the free time with friends they didn't get to see often. Hong Kong had brought out some of his firecrackers which several nations, including Sealand, Denmark, Prussia, Canada, and Cuba, had had fun setting them off outside the building, by request of Arthur.

By evening, thanks to America, France, Hungry, Italy, and Finland, the meeting room had been transformed. Alfred had set up a giant TV at the front of the room just to watch the ball drop in Time Square at midnight. Tino had taken care of the decorations, with some help from Berwald. Francis, Elizaveta, and Feliciano had made enough food to feed an army.

As Kiku looked around the room he couldn't help but to be impressed. Tino had hung streamers from the ceiling and walls (no doubt with assistance from Berwald). There was an amazing selection of snacks, including for more pasta than was probably necessary. Is pasta even a party food?, he wondered. Of course, for Feliciano, pasta went with just about any occasion. The gigantic TV set up at the front of the room was showing Time Square, the enormous ball standing out against the night sky.

The party had been going on for the past hour and a half or so it started at 10:30). No one was really that drunk yet. They were probably saving it for after midnight, when the party would really kick in. Most nations had just been hanging around and eating. It wasn't formal or anything, so they could pretty much wear what the wanted. He had just come in a simple dark blue kimono. Nothing too fancy.

"It's totally awesome, isn't it?" Kiku turned around to see Alfred standing behind him, huge grin on his face as he looked at the television screen. He was just wearing a pair of old jeans and a red button down shirt. And his usual bomber jacket. Seems like he didn't feel the need to dress up either.

"Yes, time square looks wonderful, Alfred-san" Alfred turned to him with a slightly mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"I was talking about my amazing television,actually. But yeah, time square does look pretty damn amazing right now, doesn't it," he said, grinning down at Kiku.

Walked right into that one, didn't I, he thought, giving Alfred an amused half-smile. It turned into a confused look as started looking him up and down. Was he wearing something offensive?

"What's wrong? Did I wear something inappropriate? I will change if that is the case..." He paused as Alfred began laughing. He felt the heat rise on his cheeks as he looked down at the floor, thinking he'd said something odd.

"Nah, you look fine. More than fine actually," Alfred said, giving him another once over, admiring how cute and elegant Kiku looked in even something as simple as that kimono. Kiku blushed an even deeper red, embarrassed for an entirely different reason this time.

Alfred smirked at the adorable sight of Kiku trying, and failing, to hide his bright red face. His thought's were interrupted by some rather loud banter behind him. He looked to see Turkey coming on to a very irritated Greece, who looked like he would love nothing more than to sick every one of his cats on him. Alfred would've shrugged it off... if he hadn't heard a comment from Turkey about asking Kiku for a kiss if Heracles wouldn't give him one.

Kiku didn't think he could be anymore embarrassed when he was pulled close to Alfred's side, whose arm was tight around Kiku's shoulders.

Kiku looked up to question the action, but stopped when he noticed Alfred glaring at something off to their left. He looked over, expecting to see Russia or maybe even Prussia talking to Canada again, but he only saw Turkey bugging Greece again, with a silent Egypt watching. Nothing unusual there.

Alfred had turned back to the television by this point and started when he saw the time on the screen. He whistled to get everyone's attention on him (where it rightfully belonged).

"Alright everyone, we've only got a few minutes to count-down. Get what you need to get, be were you need to be and get ready for the big count-down!," Alfred shouted to the crowd of nations. All at once, everyone started moving around, going to do what they apparently needed to do. Kiku turned to Alfred, a bit confused on what exactly they needed to do. He usually spent New Years at home, so he wasn't sure exactly what almost everyone was doing.

"Alfred, exactly what would they need to get for the count-down," Kiku asked, pointedly looking at the TV as he asked this, still a bit embarrassed from Alfred's earlier comment. Alfred just grinned at him.

"Oh, you know, just things like party favors and such to set off at midnight. Maybe some more of Hong Kong's firecrackers that Arthur didn't confiscate." He shrugged, before grinning again, "they're probably getting close to the person they want to kiss, too."

"Kiss?" Kiku wasn't sure where this was going, but he could feel his cheeks heat up again as he thought of the possibilities.

"Yeah, there's a tradition that you kiss the person you like at midnight for good luck, that way you will stay together for the entire year," He said all this looking right at Kiku, with that same grin, but a rather intense was in his eyes.

"Ah, I see." Kiku said, looking at the ground this time, trying not to think about what it would be to like to kiss Alfred. He looked up when he heard a familiar sounding shout. They turned to see Russia carrying a protesting and vibrantly blushing across the room China before stopping against the far wall.

"Looks like the commie bastard is getting into the spirit. Go figure he's stake out the closet, too," he said with a slight glare in Ivan's direction. Kiku looked behind Ivan's large form to see that he was indeed standing in front of the rooms only closet. But why would... oh, Kiku tried to forget just why Ivan wanted the closet... and Yao, as soon as he thought of it. He looked back to Alfred to see that the smirk had returned. With double the intensity.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I think Russia has the right idea there," he said.

"Exactly what are you talking ab... AH!," Kiku yelled out in surprise as Alfred wrapped his arms around his waist and lifted him up so their faces were level with each others. Kiku blushed harder than he had all night and gave Alfred a questioning look, unable to find his voice at that moment. Alfred just grinned and turned to the crown of nations again.

"Alright everyone" he shouted, raising a fist into the air, letting go of Kiku with one arm the process. Kiku wrapped his arms around Alfreds' neck, for fear of falling, but Alfreds' strength prevented this from happening. "Let's begin the countdown!!! 10... 9... 8..."

Many of the nations began the countdown with him. "7... 6..." Kiku turned his head back to the screen to watch the ball drop, wondering why Alfred had lifted him up like this. "5...4..." It couldn't be because he wanted to kiss him... could it? "3... 2... 1... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" There were several loud pops and and bangs as people set off party favors and, indeed, there had still been some of Hong Kong's firecrackers floating around somewhere.

He felt a hand on his cheek, gently turning his head back to face Alfred. He didn't even have time to open his mouth to speak before a pair of lips were on his. He was so shocked that Alfred actually went through with the kiss that he couldn't move for a second, but eventually let his eyes fall closed and shyly kissed back. Kiku was surprised at how gentle Alfred was being. He had expected something more aggressive from the loud American, but Alfred kept the kiss soft and loving.

They pulled back for air after a couple of minutes. Alfred rested his forehead on Kiku's and looked him in the eyes grinning that stupid grin of his that Kiku had always loved.

"If your going by your tradition, does this mean that you want to have a relationship with me?" Kiku asked after a few seconds of catching his breath, trying not to look too hopeful.

"Yes," Alfred said bluntly,"So how 'bout it?"

Kiku's only answer was to press his lips against Alfreds' again, ignoring the odd clicking sound in the back ground, before pulling away. "Does that answer you question?"

"Yep, but you know your stuck with me now right? And I don't just mean just for this year, either."

Kiku smiled, "I think I can live with that."

Alfred smiled back,"Great." He hooked one arm under Kiku's knees to hold him bridal style. "Since Russia and China stole the closet lets just go get something to drink." Kiku just nodded, giving Alfred a soft smile, before resting his head on Alfreds' shoulder. He was definitely going to like this New Year's tradition.

UPDATE: I rewrote parts of this chapter and added some more to it so it will fit better with another chapter that will go up later.

Other pairing that will be done: Russia/China; Prussia/Canada; France/England; Sweden/Finland; Korea/Hong Kong; ; ; Turkey/Greece; Lithuania/Poland; Denmark/Norway; Belarus/Ukraine; Estonia/Latvia; Austria/Switzerland

If anyone has any ideas for others, please tell me. I'll see what I can do.

Next chapter: Russia/China