USA

"Finally!" I dashed out the airport and stretched out my arms into the American state of New York.

"14 hours is not that bad, Tokumi-san," said Honda-san, who was looking at his watch.

I hung my head and sobbed, "it is for me, who never been on a long plane trip…"

It's July 4th and about 1:30 PM. We made it with a whole lotta time to spare before Jones-san's birthday. I hope the cake is alright in my special damage-proof bag…

I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder and made me jump. I followed the arm to see who it was, "Jones-san!" I turned to face him. Alfred F. Jones-san. One of Honda-san's friends who came to visit our place a lot over the past few years. He would always bring new and sometimes strange things, but he's a really fun person.

"Hey girl! How ya been?" He was dressed in all red, white, and blue. If I hadn't known better, he was dressed as the French flag as well.

"I've been great, how about you?" I shielded my eyes from the blazing sun, plus he was much taller than me so I was practically looking up at the sun.

"I've been great too!" He put a cap on me and turned to Honda-san, "Do you guys wanna stay over at my place over night?"

"If that is fine with you then I will not hesitate to take up the offer." He glanced over at me, "and if it is okay with you too."

Excitement rushed through my body, "I don't mind at all!" My first sleep-over! And for the record, I have not been out very much as you can probably tell by now. I wonder what an American house will be like…

"Alright! My car's parked nearby, let's go grab a bite before we head over to my house." He led us to the parking lot.

"What place do you have in mind?" I dragged my special rolling suitcase behind me.

He let out his usual loud laugh, "McDonalds of course!" He opened his red sports car and helped us put our bags in.

"Ohh that one fast food place with the big yellow M." I climbed into the back seat.

His jaws dropped, "what do you feed her Kiku?"

-nervous sweat drop- "Let us go have lunch now…" Honda-san sat in the passenger seat.

(H E T A L I A)

"I would like the usual please!" said the outgoing America cheerfully. He turned to Honda-san and I, "okay, Kiku order whatever you want. I got it covered."

"Uhm… I would like just small fries and a soft drink, please."

I stared at the menu board. "I would like—"

"A Kid's meal!" shouted Alfred.

"Hey! I'm not that small!"

"I was just kidding," he patted my back as I ironically ordered some chicken nuggets.

Once we got our food, we went to sit at a window seat. Jones-san started devouring some fries.

"So Alfred-kun, how are your party plans coming along?" Honda-san took a sip of his drink, I'm guessing iced tea.

"Awesome! I got everything down. It's gonna be a blast this year!" he took a bite from his Big Mac.

"I hope you don't mean literally…"

"Silly Kiku, of course I mean literally," he said, starting to arrange his fries into some sort of picture.

"Fireworks?" I guessed.

"Bingo," he ate a piece, "HUGE ones that are gonna light up the whole sky!"

"I-I see," said my guardian nervously.

I tried opening a ketchup packet but ended up squirting it all over my light blue shirt, "oops..."

Jones-san started laughing his head off and handed me a napkin. "H-here," he wiped a tear from his eye.

"T-thank you…" I mumbled, dabbing at the ketchup.

"Perhaps you should try washing it out in the ladies' room." advised Honda-san.

"Good idea," I got up and left to the bathrooms.

(H E T A L I A)

When I got most of it off and headed back to the table, I found three other people crowding around Jones-san. If I read Honda-san's book of countries right… there's a Spanish, a French, and… an albino? Wait… Is that Bonnefoy-san? Snap, I started to turn around but Honda-san waved me back so I plopped into my chair looking down.

"Well, well, if it isn't mon cheri from few days ago." said the Frenchie.

"You know her too?" asked a familiar voice. I looked up and recognized the silver haired, red eyed person. And there was that yellow bird on his head.

"Oui, we ran into each other like it was meant to be," he attempted to sit next to me but something made him hesitate and change his mind.

"Is that so?" said the Spanish guy. He put his hand out at me and grinned, "Hola, I'm Antonio. Nice to meet you."

Finally, a normal person. I shook his hand, "nice to meet you too, I am Tokumi."

"I'm Gilbert, the awesome one in this whole group," said the guy with the yellow chick on his head. So that's what his name was! A while back, I found him on the floor looking exhausted from helping Honda-san clean out the storage room when I came to deliver some tea and manjuu.

"Um yes, nice to meet you, Gilbert-san." Or am I supposed to say "-sama" cause he's so full of himself?

"Well now that the introductions are over with, back to important business." Francis-san, Antonio-san, and Gilbert-san faced Jones-san.

For a minute there I thought it was going to be very serious but…

"CAN WE LIGHT THE FIREWORKS?" shouted the three, "please?"

-sweatdrop- Okay? I looked over at Honda-san and he had the same reaction.

"Can I really trust you guys?" asked Jones-san, scratching his head.

"Of course, you can at least trust the awesome me," Gilbert-san flashed a thumbs up.

"I don't know…" -flashback- "You guys almost wrecked my party last year…"

"Me and Gilbert promise to hold down the freak if he tries to pull something," reassured Antonio. Was he talking about Bonnefoy-san? "Especially now since she," he nods at me, "and Peter are coming this year."

"That sounds reasonable to me, Alfred-kun."

"Hurray Kiku agrees!" shouted Gilbert.

"Don't I have a say in this?" asked Bonnefoy-san.

"NO," said everyone at the table, including me, just because.

-sob sob- "You're all mean to big brother Francis!" cried the French man.

"All right, you guys can light my fireworks." nodded Alfred, "just keep that promise about holding Francis back, or else I won't be inviting any of you guys next time."

Whoa serious Jones-san. That's new.

"Yay!" shouted the three. They started to leave but Gilbert patted his head and turned back. He looked around and then the little yellow bird landed on his shoulder. Looking content, Gilbert-san left the place also, running to catch up with the rest.

"Well that was something."

After a while, we left McDonalds as well and made our way to Jones-san's house to get ready for his party.

Well this was pretty long compared to the first chapter, was it not? I wanted to make it up for not posting for like 2 weeks ^^; I really wanted to write, I keep getting new ideas every day but just been busy with school :/ hopefully I'll be able to update more when it's all over in about 2 months :D

Okay introduced Alfred and the Bad Friends/Touch Trio. I did make some references to the manga/anime, yes so I do not own those contents. (ex. Gilbert exhausted from cleaning Kiku's storage room)

Thanks for reading and please leave some reviews ^^

Also check out EliteKessu's stories too, especially "Why Me?"

I also got testing coming up so maybe if my homework's light, I'll be able to write more..? Stay tuned to Tokumi's adventure in Alfred's house!