So, here's the next installment for your reading pleasure. It's longer than the first, but it was necessary. Reviews and comments are encouraged, and help keep the authoress from giving up. Enjoy!

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Part 2

After making sure his tea was in order, Japan joined Prussia on the couch, doing his best to relax. Prussia popped the tab to the soda he had grabbed from the fridge in the kitchenette and took a sip. Sitting the can down on the side table next to him, he turned to face the other. "Alright then, let's hear it. What's going on that has someone as composed as you so wound up?"

Taking a shaky breath, still a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation, he began his tale.

"Well, it all started shortly after Alfred-san and I had begun going steady…"

*FLASHBACK*

"WAH! THIS IS SO SCARY, DUDE! HIDE MEEE!"

Japan had to fight not to laugh as the larger nation did his best to burrow under him so that the monster on the TV didn't jump out and get him. "Alfred-san, it's not real. Nothing is going to happen to you. Please, contain yourself."

Said nation shook his head violently in the negative and continued his quest to hide. "But he's going to eat me! I just know it!"

Japan sighed, lifting his arm so that the blonde could bury his face in his side. "Honestly, you really shouldn't watch these types of things if it scares you." He, on the other hand, was watching the creature tear through his victims in a show of gore and violence. Not an eyelash was batted on his part when the thing proceeded to hang one unfortunate soul on a meat hook, thrusting them onto it so that it burst forth from their chest. "I have to hand it to you though, this is a good movie. Where did the idea for it come from?"

A muffled response along the lines of "Urban Legend" and "from the seventies" was his answer. The younger one peeked from his hiding spot long enough to see what was happening next. "This is a remake of the original." He would have said more, but when a loud noise and the screams started up again, he burrowed back into the safety of his boyfriend.

Secretly, Japan was enjoying the way America was clinging to him. It gave him a feeling of being somewhat of a hero for the other. He slid his arm around to rest on the other's shoulders, and stroked the head of golden locks at his disposal. "Don't worry, Alfred-san, I'll protect you from your imaginary creatures."

"Ah, thanks Kiku. You're the best, seriously!"

Japan laughed quietly, and ate a bit more popcorn. "Oh, look, she's trying to outrun him. I bet you that she falls and he gets her." And of course, that's exactly what happened only a minute later. "Told you she would fall."

An hour later found the two getting ready for bed, America refusing to leave Japan's side for even a moment. Not that he minded all the attention. But really, he did not need him to follow him into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Alfred-san, really, you need to go lie down and wait for me in the bed. I need to use this arm." The arm in question was currently in a death grip.

"No way dude, nuh-uh! I'm not going in there by myself. Besides…" America leaned down and whispered in Japan's ear. "I think I heard something moving around in the closet."

A deadpan stare met his in the mirror, a light blush coming to his cheeks at the warm sensation of the other's breath brushing across his ear. "I can assure that if anything is in your closet, it is either your cat, or your alien friend."

America whined, but grudgingly released his hold on the arm so Japan could finish with his nightly routine. When Japan had first agreed to come spend the night with him for the first time, he had suggested, in true form, that they watch a horror movie. He was immediately denied in favor of playing a new RPG fresh out of production in Japan. In fact, it had taken the boy begging quite a few times over the next year each time Japan came to stay before the older nation finally gave in.

This was the second time they had watched a horror movie together with them as a couple. Last time, America had acted in the same fashion as he had this night. And just like this time, Japan had found great pleasure in the blonde crawling all over him, hoping to escape his terrors. But the down side to him watching horror movies with him was that it would probably take half the night to get him to go to sleep.

It was this thought that first sparked the idea in Japan's head that perhaps it was time to explore their relationship further. After rinsing his mouth and washing his face, he nodded to his reflection in the bathroom mirror (the very LARGE bathroom mirror), and led his boyfriend to the bedroom.

"Hurry up, Kiku, before the monster gets you!" America was huddled under the covers on the bed, trembling to the point that the whole bed seemed to vibrate. Shaking his head at the display, Japan removed his slippers, and slid under the comforter. Yes, it would seem that this would be the perfect time to offer up a distraction. Settling down in his place beside the other, he gave the blankets a tug to remove them from over the scared boy's head. "Alfred-san…"

Once the covers had been removed, America had flipped over and buried his face in his pillow. At the call of his name, he rolled his head just so one eye peeked out at his bed mate. "Hmm?" Having Japan there beside him was helping, but he was still shaking.

"Have you ever given thought to… well, taking us to the next level of our relationship?" The Asian man blushed at his own words, but his pride refused to allow him to back down now that the question had been asked.

America, on the other hand, once again proved how dense he was as the question sailed over his head. "What do you mean? Holding hands?"

Be patient, Kiku. "Alfred-san, we've held hands many times."

"Uhh… going to watch a movie at the theatre?"

Kami, give him strength. "No. We've done that too."

The American thought a moment, turning to fully face him. "Oh, I know!"

Thank goodness, he got what he was saying.

"Double dating!"

Well, shit, he didn't get it. "We agreed to not double date so we wouldn't have to put up with any of the other's drama!"

The other pouted, his cheeks puffing out, giving him that adorable look that had caught his attention in the beginning. "Well, I don't know what you're talking about! We've done everything couples do together, so what's there left that we haven't done?!"

He arched an eyebrow. Wait for it…. Wait for it…

A metaphorical light switch was flipped in his head. "Oooh… Oh! OH! THAT! Ha ha ha…" The laugh tapered off to be replaced with an embarrassed expression, a heavy blush staining his face. "Sorry."

Japan smiled in return, finding the look quite appealing. "It's alright." Scooting closer, careful not to touch the now nervous nation, he prodded for an answer. "Well? Have you?"

America sputtered before answering. "Well, of course I've thought about it! Who wouldn't? I mean, you're pretty damn hot." That blush deepened even more. "And it's not like I don't want to…" Once again, his words tapered off, his gaze shyly meeting the others. "Do you want to do it?"

At that moment, Japan didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry. "Yes, I do." He slid even closer, and let a hand drift up to rest on America's chest under the blanket. "What do you say?"

"Uhh… heh heh…" The younger one reached out to let his hand rest on Japan's cheek, his touch very gentle, feather light against pale skin. "S-Sure, I guess so."

Deciding that they'd be there all night if he waited for the other to make the first move, the elder took the reins and leaned in, kissing him fully on the mouth. It was only a moment before the kiss was returned, and soon they were making the bed shake for another reason entirely.

*cut back to present time*

"Wait a minute; you just went from one extreme to the other, just like that?" Prussia didn't know if he should be crept out or impressed. America's fits of childishness were well known to the other nations, and no one had ever calmed him down so quickly or effectively.

"W-Well, after the first couple of minutes, things began to move along quite smoothly." Japan took a sip of his now half-empty mug of tea. "He is young, so it didn't take too much to get him to… "rise to the occasion"… if you know what I mean."

Prussia nodded, and then motioned for him to continue. "So, you guys had awesome sex, and then?"

Japan sighed, and gave the other a tired look. "I wouldn't go as far as to call it awesome."

*back to the flashback*

Two minutes. America had lasted only two minutes. And now here he was, lying in the bed next to the snoring boy, his body still flushed, blood pounding in his still very erect penis, his lust left unsatisfied. He had thought that maybe he would have enough stamina to last at least five minutes. They had both made it through nearly twenty minutes of foreplay without climaxing.

Apparently he had misjudged the situation.

He slid out from under the covers, careful not to disturb the one now sounding like a chainsaw with a bad motor, and made his way to the bathroom to get rid of his "problem". And as he stood there servicing himself, he decided that he would forgive the boy this time. It had been a long time since both one of them had seen any action in the sheets, and America wasn't as comfortable with masturbation as he was.

He would find that he would be forgiving him again and again over the next several months.

*end flashback*

"And so, the problem is, America is terrible when it comes to sex. His foreplay has become fast, and quite clumsy in its execution. He sucks at oral, and not in a good way. And then when it comes to intercourse, if he's lasting more than two minutes than it's a miracle." Japan rubbed at the back of his neck in agitation with his free hand, studying the last drops of tea in his cup, not able to yet meet Prussia's gaze.

Prussia, on the other hand, was doing his best not to fall out in a fit. Who would have thought that America, the world's leading superpower, was a bad lover? He felt a pang of sympathy for the smaller male.

"Personally, I couldn't have lasted this long without saying something to him about it. How have you held up this long without losing your shit over this?" He toyed with his empty can.

Japan shrugged, sitting his cup aside. "Honestly, I don't know. I guess I've been holding out hope that as time goes on; he would build up some resistance." He smiled then, a warm expression that caught the albino off guard. "You can't help but love him. He's so sweet, and he's always thinking of others before himself. He always has to be the hero in any situation, and all of his intentions are pure. It's not like I am angry about it, just discouraged."

The other sat and thought about what he had just said. "Well, if you do not want to dump his stupid ass, then why not try something different? You know, switch positions maybe? Or try using a cock ring?"

A thoughtful hum came from the other. "You know, I didn't think about it before now, but you are right. Perhaps a different method would be more desirable in this case."

Prussia nodded in agreement. "It's what I would do. And if that doesn't work, you could come right out and tell him your problem. I know he values honesty above all else, especially after having to deal with England's ass when he was younger." He reached out, and patted Japan's shoulder. "Remember, he's a lot younger than you, and comes from a background of righteous Christians that frowned upon such things. It may take some work, but he'll come around eventually."

"Right, right…" Japan felt as though a heavy weight had been lifted off of him. "Thank you for your advice, Gilbert-san. I appreciate you taking the time to listen to my troubles."

"Hey, it's no biggie. The awesomeness that is me was glad to help." They didn't get to continue their conversation, because right then the sound of the conference room doors opening again, followed by the voices of their fellow nations coming out to break for lunch signaled the end of their conversation. After bowing in farewell to Prussia, Japan set his cup on the sink for the one that kept up the break room to wash, and went in search of his boyfriend.

Meanwhile, Prussia made his way to the door, waiting for two individuals to come by. And when he spotted his targets, Spain and France, he called out to them. They joined him in the break room, curious about what he wanted when he closed the door and locked it.

"You guys will not believe the conversation I just had with Japan! Sit down; this is going to take a few minutes…"

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Next Chapter: Word gets around, and shit hits the fan! Stay tuned for the next part ^^