Characters: Japan and OC (Ami)
Inspiration: Hands and Pocky
Warnings: Fluff
There was a slight overcast above their heads as Japan and his friend Ami walked down the street. It was a pleasant day full of pleasant conversations and a pleasant lunch for the two quiet people. They hardly ever had to speak though, for one always knew what the other was thinking. It was each of their ways of reading the atmosphere and sensing the mood. Ami enjoyed just walking around town with Japan; he was a terrific host, and such a nice nation.
Ami adjusted her thick glasses to get a better view of the places surrounding them; she popped a stick of pocky in between her thin lips. When the wind kicked up they both looked around, noticing the weather was looking to take a turn for the worst. There was nothing neither of them could do at the moment, for they were still a few minutes away from Japan's home.
After finishing her sweet, Ami turned to look at her friend, taking in his placid, handsome features with a small smile upon her face. She brushed a few strands of black hair that had fallen from her braid and then pulled another stick of pocky from seemingly nowhere.
This is how the day had mostly been between the two and Ami couldn't ask for more.
After a few minutes had passed Ami could see Japan's home in the distance. A giddy feeling chased up her spine at the idea of getting to spend the night playing video games with the nation, wanting to see the new games he had created recently. She also wanted to see the new anime art he had been working on. Oh! And he was going to make her dinner tonight.
Not only did she love Japan's adorable hospitality, but she quite enjoyed the fact that he was good with his hands. Deep within her thoughts, deep, Ami found herself wondering what else he could do with his hands. At this a bright blush made its way to her pale cheeks and she simply turned away, playing as if to observe more of the scenery around them.
It was only when a few minutes later that the thunder rolled across the sky, but not before a great flash of lightning lit up the overcast above them. Ami jumped slightly and squeaked a bit. She looked up, flinching as a few drops of water hit her big glasses. The bottom fell out around them.
Ami simply turned to Japan and smiled quietly, the water soaking into her kimono that was provided by him. With one hand she picked up the hem of her sky blue kimono and then with the other she reached forward bashfully to wrap around Japan's hand gently. The nation jumped at the sudden contact, not really expecting it from Ami – well, not really expecting it at all.
A small blush made its way to Japan's cheeks at the feeling of her skin against his sensitive hands. No matter though, for he didn't pull away, instead he gripped her hand softly as well. He was immediately surprised when Ami tugged him forward by his hand as she took off down the street with a giggle. Ami ran, trying to get to the cover of Japan's house. He struggled for a moment to regain his lost balance, looking up at the happy face of his companion. His blush grew as he notice Ami's grin and he couldn't help but let a small smile reach his lips.
