Hey, sorry for not updating in so long, again. I really need to get better at updating more. This won't be posted until I get my internet back, since we lost power and I haven't had any other time to write. Anyways, hope you like it! Reviews are always welcome!

Suggested lemon ahead.

Note: Any flash backs or thoughts will be in italics

August 24, 1975

Late at Night

They had been married since 1951. It wasn't always easy, especially since there was still tension even afterwards. However, they managed to make the most of it, and now they enjoy a peaceful marriage. Well, at least as peaceful as the tension between America and Russia allowed.

Japan was driving home from his work place, after a very long flight back from his capital, to his shared house with his husband. He already had a migraine due to all the stress that came with being a country. He exited his Civic as soon as he parked in the driveway and entered his house.

England was in the kitchen, which started the alarm bells inside Japan's head. He quickly entered the kitchen, hoping that his husband didn't burn something down, and was greeted with a dinner for two, which was obviously not cooked by England.

England turned around after placing two cups on the table and greeted his husband with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Evening, love. How was everything?"

Japan sighed, both in relief and remembering how much stress he was under, "Well, certainly could be better. My boss doesn't get the idea that I need a vacation."

England chuckled a little, but led his husband to the table and sat him down. "It's a good thing I decided to have a little dinner for us. We haven't had some alone time in quite a while."

Japan raised an eyebrow, thinking he knew what England was really trying to do, then decided to just go with it since he really didn't want to think anymore than he had to.

The British man went to the fridge and brought out some champagne to pour into the glasses. As England went to sit down he quickly mentioned, "By the way, the frog made this, not me."

Japan chuckled lightly, but decided to change the pace a little. As his husband started to pour the champagne, he lightly brushed his foot over the other's shin, causing England to shutter and nearly spill some of the drink on the table. He glared at his Japanese lover with a hint of lust, while the Japanese simply smiled in content at the reaction.

England looked at his husband briefly, muttering under his breath, "Wait until after dinner, darling."

Japan smirked in reply, and started eating his meal.

After half an hour, England started leading his lover up to the bedroom, when he got an idea. "Hey, how about we do it in the shower?"

Japan looked at him in slight shock but quirked his eyebrows. "I was looking forward to doing it in the bed… but I guess it could work."

England kissed his husband briefly and then said, "We can do it in the bed, too."

Japan pouted, "But we'll be dirty again."

To that, England pulled him close and whispered rather flirtatiously, "We can go for another shower, and I'll carry you there and back."

Japan gave a quick peck on the cheek and whispered, "Lead me then."

-3 days later-

Japan woke up later than he usually did, but simply laid there feeling quite lazy. His boss had given him this week off, unless there was something really important that he had to be there for, so he took advantage of this rare break and let his inner lazy self out. England seemed to have had the same idea, since he as well was still in bed sleeping. With an arm draped over his waist, Japan nestled down, waiting for sleep to take over again.

However, he felt this bile rise in his throat, which prompted the small Japanese man to get up and go the bathroom. He felt this nausea overtake him, and he threw up into the toilet. Strange, he almost never got sick, and he didn't fell like he was either.

Japan stood up to wash his mouth and not taste his stomach contents. He looked himself in the mirror. He didn't look sick, maybe a little disheveled from not brushing as constantly as he usually did and from the back to back sex he had had during the 3 days. Apart from that he looked fine.

He looked over at his husband, who was still sleeping in the bed, and wondered whether or not to tell him, being the stubborn one that he was. He glanced at the sink, and the pregnancy test caught his eye. Granted he didn't really think he was pregnant, but he might as well take it off the list.

Japan waited for the test to do its job, and rolled his eyes when it finally showed a result after waiting 3 minutes. He nearly dropped the test when he took a look at the result.

He was indeed pregnant.

He didn't know what to do. His mind raced, thinking that there was no way they were ready for a baby, that he was ready. He was so busy sorting his mind that he didn't hear his husband walk up behind and clasp his shoulder.

"You okay, love?" England asked in a drowsy but worried tone.

Japan swirled around, hiding the pregnancy test behind his back, and started stammering nervously, "A-Arthur! Don't scare me like that! I-I'm fine! Honestly, I-I just think I-I have a stomach bug!"

England quirked his eyebrows into a worried look, "I can get you some medicine if you want."

Japan quickly waved that away, "No, no, don't. I can just get some medicine from China later."

England shrugged his shoulders, trusting his partner, and held him close. "Tell me if it gets any worse alright?"

Japan accepted the embrace after quickly put the pregnancy test into his convenient back pocket. He could always tell him later.

-End of flashback-

The South Korean sitting on the other side of the table smacked his forehead out of disbelief. "I can't believe that you are telling me what to do with my pregnancy, yet you can't figure out what to do with yours whatsoever."

Japan stared down at his lap with a red face from embarrassment. South Korea just sighed, "At least you don't have someone trying to force you to abort it."

The smaller man glanced at the distraught Korean. He really felt bad for him; he could never know what it was like if England forced him to abort the child.

After a couple of silent seconds ticked by, England walked in, "It's time to go, love."

Japan looked up and nodded his head in conformation and was about to leave when he quickly turned around and did two hand motions: one in the "cell phone" position, then pointing at himself to get the other to understand what he meant. South Korea nodded in understanding.

Japan, smirking a little bit, then tagged along behind his husband to the car. As he got his seat belt on, his husband asked, "So, what happened back there?"

Japan shrugged a little saying, "I understand where he's coming from on this, and I think America is over reacting."

England sighed slightly, "At least someone agrees with me. I tried talking some sense into him but he doesn't seem to get it."

Japan held the other's hand as it rested on the gear shifter as a comforting gesture.

Shortly after leaving the American's house, England stopped at a red light. As he waited for it to turn green, he started talking to Japan. "Are you still feeling sick? It's been almost a week."

Japan turned his head at him and made some slight nervous laughter. "Ha ha, I told you, it's just a stomach bug, I'll get the medicine later."

England averted his eyes back to the road, gripping his lover's hand a little tighter. "Alright. If that's what you say. Just be sure to tell me if this still persists, I hate it when you insist you're alright when you are not."

Japan chuckled slightly, "Yeah, just like you hate it when people lie."

England smirked lightly and continued driving. Japan looked out the window and switched his face to his unreadable one.

Fuck. He's going to hate me when he finds out. Japan thought.

Again, reviews are always welcomed!

I have this small thing to ask. I'm thinking of doing a Jean of Arc and France story, and I was thinking it kind of ties in to this story, though the actual "child" they have together won't be making an appearance maybe until the second installment of Ballads of Hope which would be revolving around the kids when they are older. I was wondering if you would like it to be included as a chapter here or make it a separate story to post later. What do you say? I'll have a pole on my profile if you want to vote. Though I won't close the pole until this gets to chapter 6 since France won't show until the chapter before.

Anyways, have a wonderful day!