A/N: You don't need a warning. If it's Hetalia, it's likely to be filled with all kinds of stuff! No warnings for you! D:

I'm sorry I haven't published anything for a while! I saw my stats the other day and I was so sad! No reviews, and no readers! So I've decided that I need to manage my time better by eating less and typing more! …OTL I'm sorry. I have no good excuses, besides school getting in the way. I'm just lazy and I'm tired by the end of the day. My creativity is used up in Art class ( my first period) ,so my good ideas are gone by 2nd period, World Geography ( for the exception of drawing Hetalia all over the margins of my notes FFFT.). Also, I promise more RussiaxAmerica, asap~!

Here is the next chapter of TFS as an apology to my readers and reviewers…( ya might need to recap, it's been so long since I published a chapter …)

EDIT: Changed Greensworth to Obama. lol.

EDIT2: I put Greensworth then Obama. UGH. It's late!

Japan ran as fast as he could, upstairs, downstairs, anywhere, just to get away as far as possible from those two.

How could they do such a thing! First of all, he never thought that they would be doing that.

He thought he could trust England-san and Russia-san. Russia-san…well…not so much as England-san, but still. They broke that trust.

Besides, he really liked Russia-san. They weren't the greatest of friends, especially since the war between them ( not including World War II), but since they finally came to an almost-solid peace agreement, he had begun to feel a little more attached to Ivan than he did before.

He also liked to be around England-san. The way he tried his best to be a gentlemen (even though Japan knew that the British man would always be a cold, heartless pirate on the inside) made him wish he was more to England-san, at least more of a friend. Somehow, it would be satisfying enough to feel, or hear it from the Brit himself, that he was a really close friend to him. They were both small nations after all.

Kiku was so confused right now, he was sure that he was lost. And he was. Hopelessly lost. In the White House.

It was not fun, cute, tasty, or profitable at all!

And if it wasn't any of those things, Japan did not like it.

He stayed still and took a few moments to check his surroundings."If I could find an elevator or sign, I can figure out where I am…" He started walking down one hallway and stopped at the end. It split into two hallways. Typical of an American's house. He thought this only happened in those strange cartoons and clichéd stories. If he was a frequent viewer of those "soap" operas (which have nothing to do with soap or operas of any sort), he would think that this hallway symbolized his decision between England-san and Russia-san.

"He has the memory to remember how to get around his giant house of his, but he cannot even read the atmosphere? His brain is really something…"

He sat down in a chair against the right wall and thought, resting his old back. Just before he could get into a deeper train of thought, there was a hand on his shoulder. Immediately thinking it was Russia, he fell to his side on the floor.

"Oh God, Japan! Sorry, I didn't mean to scare ya!" A strong arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him up with the chair too.

"Obama-san—uh…President Obama, I'm sorry I was in the way—"

"Naw, you weren't in the way, it was my fault. Are ya lost?" Alfred's very tall boss had to look down at him. It never had occurred to him, but maybe he was taller than Russia-san..Iie! That's impossible! He thought to himself.

"Yes, sir, I am."

The tall man laughed lightly. "I still get lost too, and I've been here over two years already!"

Japan forced a smile. It'd take two years just to remember everything that was on one floor!

"But I know where we are…it's really weird how you didn't remember this place though…Alfred's room is right there. You must've passed it up before the hallway splits here." He gestured to the first room on his left at the other end of the hallway. It was America-san's room!

I must be getting really old, huh?

"I was on my way to visit him, but then I saw you…are you getting tired?"

Japanese laughed a little. "Well, you could say that I am not getting any younger…"

The President laughed loudly. So much like Alfred..but a bit more mature...a lot more mature.

"I understand, Japan. I would say that I'm in the same place, but I'm really not…these grays come with the job. I'm actually very young." He said proudly.

Japan could only smile and try his best not to laugh at how similar he was to his country.

"Well, I'm off to go and check up on the other bosses…umm…take care, okay?"

The President awkwardly held out his hand towards the Japanese man. Japan was about to return to gesture when the President yanked his hand back to his side.

"I'm sorry, I forgot…" He had obviously been practicing his "Japanese guy" bow. He was pretty good at it. For an American.

"Y-You don't have to do that for me, sir, if you're more comfortable with shaking hands—"

"Naw! It's cool! I'd rather learn new stuff like this anyway. It's good for the brain…besides, I might as well learn as much as I can while I'm still alive, right?"

Japan nodded and watched the President proudly walk down the hallway without his guards.

"What a strange man." Japan sighed as he turned and walked to America's room.

"I'm glad you came to visit me, Japan.." In the daylight, America seemed to be more alive, more….just himself. From Japan's point of view, he'd much rather see Alfred in the daylight or the evening hours, instead of the dark morning or nighttime.

His blonde hair, blue eyes, and light tan skin belonged to sunny days and water parks and laughter, not the mysterious, cold and full-mooned nights.

"It is no problem at all. I thought that you might have thought that I was a jerk for not seeing you right away like England-san…"

Alfred looked away and muttered something.

"What was that?"

"Nothin'…! Sorry, Japan.."

"Oh. It is fine—"

" Thank you for protecting me back then…I never thought you would have done something like that…" America, for once, wasn't ashamed to tell someone "thank you"!

"It is no problem. You are one of my only friends…"

It was quiet for a moment, until America changed the subject.

"Do you know who shot me…?"

Japan blinked, trying to process it over.

"W-Well it could have been anyone…the lights were off, and it was raining so badly outside that it was difficult for anyone to hear footsteps or anything moving—"

"I have to know, Japan."

"I'm really not in any place to start accusing people…for all you know, it could have been me."

America looked up at Japan with the most hurt expression he had ever seen on him before. It made Japan's heart cringe with the realization of the things he just said.

"You don't mean that, do you…?" He asked quietly, about to cry.

" No! Of course not, Alfred-san, I—" America stood up and walked to him.

"You called me Alfred…"

"You don't like that? I'm sorry. You call me Kiku still, so I figured—"

"You're so stuck up sometimes..."

A light blush covered Japan's cheeks as America kept getting closer, talking like that.

"Do you like me, Kiku?"

"N-No!" He quickly replied, leaning back.

"Because if you do…I like you too." He smiled, looking him up and down.

Poor Japan. He was so confused!

Standing up and shaking his head, he almost screamed. " As much as I want to love you, I can't!"

America, who was still very close to him, backed away.

" Just go, Japan." He said seriously, not even using his human name.

The shorter man hesitated, opening his mouth to resist, but quickly ran out of the door and slammed it behind him, running again.

Why was he the one who could never get what HE wanted? Japan is always giving stuff to everyone else, for their benefit!

"I-I must go home, immediately—" Japan bumped shoulders with Greece, who was on his way to America's room. Greece stopped to apologize but Japan kept running, not even looking at Heracles.

"Kiku…?"

He longingly watched the small man run and cry into another large hallway, wishing that Kiku would finally notice him as someone else.

A/N: SORRY! Tis it be short and hardly contains anything … I have to end this chapter quickly…(sigh)

Please forgive me as I make the next two chapters at once! I actually have the next chapter almost halfway done and Russia is in it this time. I'm a fan of confusion and twists when it comes to FanFics.