I raised my nose in the air and sniffed. Ohh, the smell of Sakura trees in the Spring. My dark brown hair flew behind me as I walked down a Japanese street, carrying my Greek-flag-blue backpack.

I was almost to Kiku's!

I jumped a little while I walked. I was anxious to see what his home looked like. I mean, I was tired as always but not as much as usual...

*snore*

"Whoa! Woman, watch where you're going, aru~!"

I blinked open my eyes. "Yao?"

Yao nodded, bouncing his panda backpack up and down. "I'm visiting Kiku."

I half-smiled. "Me too.."

"C'mon, let's go, aru!" he grabbed my hand and I shrieked.

He looked back at me and smirked. Kūso!

'He's such a creeper...' I thought and my face turned as red as (as Romano would say) a tomato.

We finally got to Kiku's house after, like, 3 hours (exaggeration) of running with our hands linked together.

Yao knocked on the red rimmed door...rythmically. He's seriously the most immature 1,000+ year old I've ever met.

A few seconds later, a Japanese woman in a maid outfit opened the door and bow. "Konnichiwa." she smiled sweetly. "Are you here to see Honda-sensei?" I nodded.

"Hai."

Yao stayed downstairs with the maid woman, and I dragged myself up Nihon's stairs.

The closer I got to his room, the louder his booming Asian music got. I recognicognized Crayon by G-Dragon. I have K-Pop knowledge because I'm friends with South Korea. AIGOO. (Aigoo is something they say in Korea, when they're annoyed.)

I stood against his door and knocked lightly. "Kiku?" I said softly. I heard footsteps toward the door immediately.

The door swung open and I saw his smiling face. His cheekbones showed just how happy he was to see me.

"Hera!"

Oh...he didn't use the honorific.

He bowed a little. "Come in."

I pulled my bag in to the room, scanning it with my eyes. It seemed normal enough. Otaku and K-pop posters.

"Sorry, my desk is a little...messy. I've been drawing..." Kiku explained, cleaning up his desk.

I looked around his room for a place to sit. There was just one futon, no beds. I sat on the futon awkwardly, and cleared my throat. "...were you expecting China to visit?"

He looked at me with a confused expression. "Yao...is coming?"

I shook my head. "Yao is...here."

*~ Kiku's POV ~*

Why...why did Yao have to come? Now, it'll be awkward with Hera-chan! I even dropped the honorific, showing that I was comfortable with her company!

"Um...Hera-chan, there are only two bedrooms in this house."

Hera glanced at me with those...those magnificent emerald-green eyes. "I'll sleep on the couch."

"That's...where my dog and cats sleep.." I answered, blushing slightly.

"Then, Yao can sleep with you."

"Yao always refuses to sleep with me."

"Then..." Hera-chan blushed, "I guess I'll sleep with you..." she blushed darker, "I mean, we've been good friends for a long time."

I nodded a little. "Hai..."

•AWESOME Prussian Time Skip•

Yao never came upstairs the whole day, until the worst possible time.

Hera and I just got settled on the (tiny...) futon together, when the door swung open.

"KIKU, ARU~, I JUST TOTALLY SCORED WITH YOUR MAID AND I- oh." he tilted his head to the side. "Did I interrupt something?"

Then I realized it. I was (as Alfred-san would say) 'spooning' Hera.

The room stayed quiet for a second, until Yao-san spoke up once more.

"Well?"

"Yao..." Hera-chan yawned, opening her eyes, obviously exausted, "There are only 2 bedrooms in this house."

The Chinese man answered with an 'oh' and quietly left the room.

Hera-chan and I glanced at each other for a second, then she turned back over.

"Mmgph...Kiku?" she said sleepily.

"Yes...?"

"Would you...like to date me?"

I accidentaly gasped out loud. That question hit me by suprise.

I heard Hera sigh. "I wasn't expecting an answer. I know you wouldn't settle for a trashy nation like me."

"No...it's just that...that was very sudden."

"I know."

"I accept."

Hera looked back at me, her green eyes curious. "What?"

"I accept, I will date you."

Hera smiled a little, and turned back over without saying a word.

Though she never said anything, I feel that I sensed her sincere happiness.

I am thinking that I have made the correct choice.