Me: Yay, new chappie peeps!

K.C.:*sigh*

Me: What?

K.C.:…..

Me: ?

The young red-head slowly opens her eyes and finds herself in someone's house. She gets up slowly and looks around. She sees paper-like sliding doors with fancy flower designs. She gets up to her feet and walks over to the sliding door.

She slowly opens the sliding door and is hit by the smell of tea.

"Where am I?" she whispers to herself. She hears another sliding door open and panic floods her, 'I need to hide!' she thinks.

She looks around the room to find a place to hide. She opens the closest door there was and closed it behind her. She holds her breath, trying not to make any sound.

"Hm? Where did she go?" a voice says. She grabs the closest thing that was near her. She picks it up and jumps out of her hiding place and attacks the person.

The person dodges her attack and grabs her arms to face her. Her captor looks her in the eyes. She clutches her teeth 'Damn,' she curses.

The person chuckles, "You make a good sneak-attack, but that is rude to do to your savior."

The red-head's eyes look into the face of the person in front of her. His eyes looked calm and peaceful. His hair is short and black, his accent sounded Japanese, so she knew she was somewhere in Japan.

"Then who are you?" the red-head asks, "Where am I?" The man chuckles and lets go of her arms, "You are in Japan near my village," the man says, " the question is, who are you?"

The red-head opens her mouth then shuts it. Her name? What's her name? Such a simple question is so hard to answer for her. R… Ry… Ryving… Ryvingsward? Is that it? It sounds more like a last name, is it? She looks into the man's chocolate eyes.

"I…" she starts, "I don't know my name, is it Ryvingsward? No… that can't be right… uhhhh…."

The man stares at her in pity, she forgot her name, he sighs and puts a hand on her shoulder. Her head snaps up. "Don't strain yourself," he says, "if you can't remember, you must have amnesia, what happen to- never mind,"

The freckled girl tilts her head cutely, "Well, what's your name then?"

He looks into the hazel eyes of the young girl, "Oh, how rude of me, I'm Kiku Honda."

She smiles wildly and puts her hands in the air, "Nice to meet you Mr. Honda!" she yelps. Kiku laughs a little and makes a small smile on his face. "Well, if you don't remember your name, fully, I'll call you…," Kiku stops to think. He looks at the hyper girl and studies her. "How about… Toruh?"

The red head puts her arms down and puts a finger on her chin, "Toruh?"

"Well 'Toruh' means, ummm… the kind one/clear and distance, so I thought it might suit you, maybe."

The girl thinks for a minute and jumps on top of Kiku and gives him a huge death-defying hug, "Thank you very much Mr. Honda! I love it!" she shouts, "Toruh, Toruh Ryvingsward! I like it!" she starts giggling madly.

Kiku pushes her away softly, "What are you laughing about?" he asks.

"I *gasps* don't know! *laughs*" Kiku smiles and gets her up,

"Well Toruh, do you like some tea?" Kiku asks.

"I *laughs* would love *laughs some more* some tea please!" she calms herself and is only left with giggles.

Kiku shakes his head and smiles again, "Well come this way,"

Toruh fallows him into the kitchen.

*8*8*8*8*8*8*8*8*8~

"Captain! We are boarding the Japanese coast right now!"

A man with a red coat turns around and grins, "Well done," he says in a British accent, "Well Kiku Honda, you better be waiting, 'cause hell is breaking loose for your puny country." He starts laughing an evil –like laugh and his whole crew starts laughing with him.

His grin disappears and glares at his crew. The crew stops laughing and gets right back to work.

He turns back to the sea, 'I'm wondering where that Irish ship went,' he thinks, 'Oh well, they must be dead by now, that storm was pretty strong.' He frowns, 'All those goods, wasted. *sigh* well I better stop mooring around before the crew sees me.'

Tara: ~I'd think I'd love you more than the, Japanese love tentacle porn so we should dance-dance-dance-d-d-dance to these stereotypes!~

K.C.: Wait, WHAT?!

Me:~lets come together and live in this world, like-a unibrow on a Indian girl so we should dance-dance-dance-d-d-dance to these stereotypes!~

Emillee:*sigh*

K.C.: What the hell are they singing?

Emillee: The "Stereotype song" from a Hetalia video.

K.C.: 0_o

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Yami: Kyla owns nothing but the story and Toruh Ryvingsward.

Naruto&England: *sigh*