Japan X America

Questionable Character

Chapter 2

That night Japan couldn't sleep at all. He lie awake on his floor mat staring up at the ceiling. He occasionally would touch the baseball on his chest, but just to see if it was still there. It was his only proof that this day was real. That he wasn't having a pleasant dream and was about to wake up. Or maybe this was a nightmare? He couldn't tell. He didn't know if he really had feelings for the American or not. He was only worried that this could ruin there friendship that they both worked so hard on. Not only that, but he was thinking mostly about America's personality, and whether he had judged him wrong or not. It was so hard to tell these days. It just gave him a headache. He groaned quietly and turned on his side. The baseball rolled off his chest and across the floor. He lied awake staring at it, reviewing over and over what happened that day. Was America truly sincere in his gesture? Or was he only playing a strange game? Was there some way that he could have been leading America on by accident? Not rejecting this kiss was one thing. But not really kissing back was another. What would he even say to America next time they met? Would they act as though nothing had happened? Would America try and kiss him again? Would Japan let him?

So many thoughts swirling around in his mind all at once. He just wanted to sleep, but his mind wouldn't let him. Maybe he should consult someone about this. But who would be awake at this hour? No, best not bother anyone and risk aggravating them. Who would he call in the morning? England certainly must know a lot about America and his way of thinking. Maybe he could shine some light on the situation. But then again, it might anger England. He didn't want to ruin there friendship as well. Maybe France? He's supposedly good with romantical problems, right? Maybe he knew what all this meant.

He turned on his opposite side and sighed. Maybe he shouldn't tell anyone about it, and try harder to figure it out himself. Just then, a small furry cat came from nowhere and began to cuddle with Japan. He sat up, confused. "I don't have a cat. Where did you come from?" he started to pet it and it purred loudly. He decided to keep it for now and worry about it in the morning. He stroked the cat and held it close to him. The cat's rhythmic purring was extremely soothing and Japan drifted off to sleep.

He woke up the next morning to the sound of his phone ringing. He looked around confused. "Gahh! I slept in? The sun always wakes me up!" he got up and looked around for the cat in a panic, then remembered the phone was still ringing. He ran to answer it.

"H-Hello?" he said, trying to catch his breath.

"Hey Hey buddy! You alright? You sound pretty strange." said the blond from the previous night as cheerfully as possible. Japan could nearly see his wide grin already through his voice.

"Ahh, I-" he began to yawn and stretch with the phone between his shoulder and ear. He moaned while also trying to speak. "Ahhhh, I just woke up." He sighed. "My apologies. I'm a little frazzled this morning." he said, realizing how impolite he was being. America was very shocked to hear him like that. The blonde blushed deeply and tried to regain his the coolness in his voice.

"Eh, heh heh, that's fine. Sorry I woke you. I thought you'd be up by now!"

"Well, normally I am. I accidentally overslept. I have no idea how it happened."

"Ahh that makes sense. You lazy bum, you! It's nearly nine!"

"NI-NINE IN THE MORNING?" Japan exclaimed with disbelief. He ran to his clock. It was nearly nine. America laughed.

"Of course nine in the morning! You must have been really tired last night! What did you do after I left?"

"N-Nothing! I made some tea and went to bed. But I didn't sleep till really late."

"Aw, man, that sucks! But it's better to oversleep then not sleep at all."

"I don't really agree..." Just then, the cat found Japan again. It started to brush up against his leg and Japan picked it up and pet it. "So what did you call to discuss, Mr. America?"

"Hey, I thought I told you to call me Alfred now?" he said laughing.

"Ehh, right right. I had forgotten. My apologies."

"Ahh, no worries. I just wanted to know if you were busy today. I thought maybe we could hang out or something." Japan nearly jumped, startled at the statement. Unfortunately, he scared the cat out of his arms, and his phone wasn't cordless so he couldn't chase it. "Really? I mean we just hung out last night."

"Yes. I remember. Last night." America said softer then his usual loud booming voice. Japan felt very awkward remembering there kiss and how confused he was. "I mean are you sure you want to hang out again so soon? I don't want you to get sick of me." America laughed.

"Heyy, I could never get sick of you! And I'm bored." he said seemingly a bit distracted. Japan started looking around for that cat. It made him feel so much calmer holding it for some reason.

America spoke again, yet he sounded very distant. "Japan, if you don't want to hang out with me.. That's fine." Japan panicked at this.

"N-No! That's certainly not the case, Mr. America. I mean-"

"No No it's fine. Really. I don't wanna be up your ass all the time if your busy." America very quickly realized what a poor choice of words that was and blushed. "Wh-What I meant was-!"

"I know what you meant." Japan quickly cut him off. He wasn't going to discuss any other meaning to the phrase. "I know you meant 'be a nuisance'. And your not. I want to hang out again soon. But, ahh, I am actually behind on some things." Japan normally wouldn't have noticed his own poor choice of words there, but his mind was becoming quite guttery this morning. "I mean, I'm busy. Is Wednesday okay?" he quickly added. Thank whatever God there was. He found the cat again.

"Ah, yeah cool! My place again?"

"Sure. If you don't mind."

"Of course not!"

"Okay. See you then."

"It's a date then. Bye!" About three seconds after he hung up, America realized what he said. "Oh, what did I just say? I hadn't meant it like that! Crap! Crap! Crap! I'm so screwed!"

Japan dropped the phone, cat, and his jaw. 'Wh-what? Date?' ' He then began freaking out in the same fashion as America.