Ameripan : My Hero
*Note... I'm so excited, this is my first fan-fiction, and i hope you enjoy it!
It was raining outside, and the despite Japanese man was running frantically to get home and away from the bloodthirsty Malamutes behind him. To his surprise while he was running he had dropped a tofu block he had gotten from the store early before he was being chased. "I guess I'll have to go back another time for an extra block of tofu", he mumbled under his breath. The dogs behind him were catching up. quick. Japan kept running though, his adrenaline pumping through his veins. He was about a block or two away from his house when he slipped and fell into a mud puddle, the dogs right behind him getting faster each second. His adrenaline was gone and he felt very tired. When Japan tried to get up he felt a sharp pain in his left ankle. "I must have sprained it when I fell", Japan on the verge of passing out from the pain saw a tall figure running toward him, when the figure got close enough Japan could make out the face... It was his hero, America.
America bent down, picked up Japan, and back ran to Japan's house. The two dogs still running after Japan had gotten about 4 feet behind America and Japan. "Why are they chasing you?" America asked, sounding concerned and fearful. Japan ignored the question and mumbled "are we close to the house?" Japan asked quietly. "Yes", America said as he swiftly opened Japan's house door and stumbled in. "The dogs are gone now, I guess we out ran them or somethin'." America said out of breath. Japan looked into the Americans big blue eyes, filled with worry and concern. "America, those dogs were from a bandit gang, they kill many people each year with those dogs just for the fun of it. They are bad people so please be care full when you leave." Japan said with tears welling up in his eyes. "Oh, well Japan I will, and are you hurt at all japan?'' The American asked. "I just sprained my ankle that's all, it doesn't hurt to bad, "Japan lied. And just like that The American man picked up Japan and carried him into his room. America knew the house so well you could mistake him for living there. He sat Japan on his futon and went to go get medicine and gauze. Japan watched as America left for the supplies and blushed furiously. "Why do I always feel like this around him",Japan asked himself feeling like his heart would jump out of his chest. A couple minutes later America walked in with all the medical supplies and sat beside Japan. " Which ankle?",asked America. "This one" , Japan said pointing at his left ankle. As America started wrapping the swollen ankle Japan blushed and looked like he turned into a tomato, also he started getting butterfly's in his stomach. America then looked up and saw the Japanese man blushing . America finished wrapping the ankle stared at Japan and kissed him. Japan was shocked at this action but started to kiss back until slowly they released for air."I love you, Japan", America whispered into the little Japanese man's ear."I love you too America. And you will always be my hero."