That day, a month ago (Tuesday. February. 14, 2012), was Valentine's Day. After he read his book, he noticed a small silver box tied with a lilac-blue ribbon and a small heart-shaped card under the ribbon. Curious about what's in the box, he untied the ribbon and lifted the lid up to find.. chocolate?

"Ah, I remember, today is Valentine's Day.." Iceland then remembered. He assumed that one of the girls must've sent him chocolate when he wasn't looking.

Before leaving the room, he took one piece of chocolate and ate it, making sure that the bitter-sweetness of the dark chocolate ends up lingering on his lips.

Now that it's a month later during Spring Break, it's Wednesday. March 14, 2012 and it's White Day. According to Japan and your Japanese teacher, that's the day when the guys who the chocolate from the girls would give them non-chocolate items in return. However, since Iceland didn't know that you sent him the chocolate so he wouldn't do anything about it…

"Yo Icey! Whatcha got there?" Denmark bursted out all of a sudden. He was holding up the heart-shaped card. Normally, Iceland would've ignored the Dane but this time, he couldn't due to the waving card in Denmark's hand.

"Denmark, give it to me…" He gritted his teeth as he tried to snatch the card.

"Not until I'm done reading it~!" Denmark said in a sing-songy voice. He opened the card and cooed out, "Aww~ someone here actually loves you, Ice!".

"S-Shut up…"

"No, seriously! It said so on my card! I wonder if it was Norge who sent this…" Then all of a sudden, Denmark turned pale and dropped the card in surprise. "Damn.. I can't figure out who sent this! There's no name on it!"

Seeing this as an opportunity, Iceland crouched down at the floor to retrieve the heart-shaped card. Realizing that he didn't read it from the last month, he opened the folded piece of paper and found the following message:

To Iceland

Happy Valentine's Day. I love you.

Iceland hated to admit this, either in public or by himself, but Denmark is somehow right. There is no name on the card. No name at all. That was weird. Very weird…

"…You're right; there's no name in there." Iceland finally concluded.

"But today's White Day! You're supposed to figure out who's the chick and then by the time you find her, then…" Denmark began to reason.

"Then, what?"

"Give her a kiss!" Denmark suddenly puckered up his lips, as if he wanted a kiss. It only resulted in Iceland smacking him with a cushion next to him. Denmark was all like, K.O-ed.

Denmark does have another point though; if Iceland doesn't find the girl who sent him the chocolates and the card…. well, who knows what could happen? At least it's not gonna end up with rape or something… right?

So for the remainder of the day, Iceland had been launching out many questions to every girl in the school. From the innocent-looking grade eights to the mature-looking grade twelves (seniors), none of them are the one who sent the card. This went on until very late at night, in which Iceland grew a bit frustrated. It was almost midnight at this point and even though it was really dark out, he decided to take a walk to keep his mind off things. Iceland walked around the streets about 3 times now but his mind was still full on what was going on lately. He sighed, realizing that it's too dark to continue walking any further. Iceland was about to turn back when he heard a sudden rustle from the nearby bushes.

Somewhere behind the bushes near the trees, you heard someone coming. Fortunately, yet also unfortunately, it was Iceland.

"Oh no! He heard me! I gotta get out of-" You were about to run off when he grabbed the fabric of your top, making sure that you don't escape.

When you turned around to face him, you started to turn pale and instead of struggling, you made your body go limp.

"Um… hi?" You squeaked out nervously.

"[Name], what were you doing over there?" Iceland said to you sternly, bluish-violet eyes piercing on yours in suspicion. "Were you spying on me?"

"What? No!" You tried to reason with him. "I was only trying to- Oh god, how should I even explain this..?" You stumbled in your wording, realizing that he must've had trouble noticing that you're the one who sent him the chocolate and the card. Besides, you have a crush on him yet he's about to strangle you… that was so unlike him.

"I…" You swallowed. "You remember that chocolate and that card someone gave you last month?"

"Yes. So what?" Another icy glare came from Iceland.

"Yeah, about that…." Without thinking, you blurted out all at once, "'thurtme~!". Tears started to come out from your eyes as you tried to regain your sanity.

"You… [Name], did you say that you love me?" Iceland realized despite the fact that you said it all at once. He seemed to get your message though.

"[Name]?" He let you go from his grasp, noticing your nervous state. "What are you-" He was about to say something else when your lips were pressed against his, cutting him off from his sentence.

Neither of you said anything to each other as Iceland started to kiss you back without any complaint. Everything all seemed confusing to the Icelander, but at least one thing's clear to him though:

"At least I figured out who sent me the chocolate… [Name] must've done it.."

Eugene: O-k..? Sorry if this isn't what you're expecting, but my brain nearly went deep-fried while writing this so it's the best I can do (sorry, Ice-kun!). Anyway, even though I'm still in San Francisco by now (and close to my birthday!), I wish you all a happy White Day. ^^ Guys, don't treat girls like dirt. 'Nuff said.