The gentle rapping against the window pane is what first caught my attention. Peering outside, I could hardly make out the small raindrops as they fell. As the minutes hastily progressed, the light sprinkle transformed into a raging storm. I couldn't hide my disappointment at the fact that I would be trapped inside my house on a Friday evening –Fridays are supposed to be for parties, socializing, something that doesn't include being alone! Sighing, I directed my glare at the scene outside. As a result, the speed in which the droplets fell increased. Since when did rain have feelings? I was caught off guard as lightening struck down; its light projected into my empty room. Thunder followed it shortly afterwards. My disappointment turned to utter joy as a smile found its way to my lips.
"Tonight is perfect –exactly what I've been waiting for!" I cried out, exiting the small room only to enter a much more disorganized one. The room was a jumble of piles, and even the items which were placed in the heaps weren't organized. All the same, I race over to one of the larger piles and rip everything apart in my search for one specific item.
It felt as if hours had past by, but it could have just been minutes. Surprised coursed through my veins –I made it out alive! Than again, of course I did. I am amazing after all!
Clutching the DVD case tightly to my chest, I raced around the many rooms in search of my small alien friend. In the end, I found him in the most obvious of places –lounging in front of my television playing my video games! I called out his name once again. Upon hearing his name, Tony turned around and started talking in his usual beeps. After seeing the case in my possession, his speech quickened and his mouth upturned in what I took to be a smile. He frantically gestures towards the T.V, but I merely shake my head in response. Before he has the chance to complain, I throw on a jacket and make my way towards the door.
"What are you waiting for; we're heading to Kiku's!" I race out into the storm with the alien at my heels. This will be a long journey, and being the amazing guy that I am, I forgot to grab an umbrella.
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By the time Kiku's humble abode comes into view, I am far passed drenched to the bone. Even Tony beside me was shivering. The lightening struck down again in its rhythmic pattern, but thunder follows it all too quickly. This sets my nerves at unease, and my feet running. My composure was broken for the time being, and I found myself desperately pounding upon the lone door.
My frantic rapping was met by a dark-haired male who appeared to be quite worry. As his eyes fall upon me, his worry only increased, and surprise was added to the mix. What, no joy? Even at this time of night, Kiku remains adorned in his modest Japanese attire –I suppose it's just normal for him.
"A-Alfred-san? What are you doing here?" before I had the chance to reply with a stylish answer, thunder sounded once more. Instead of responding how I planned to, I held out the case (which had begun to frost) to Kiku, or at least, I tried to. My limbs were refusing to cooperate. In my attempt a few stray raindrops managed to land on him.
In finally being splashed by some water, it's like Kiku just took note that it was raining. He stepped aside and allowed me passage into his house, which I gladly accept. Upon entering, I'm hit by a wave of heat, and I didn't realize until now exactly how cold I was, but warming up can wait! As I race past the two, I pelt both the Japanese and his small white dog beside him in minor droplets. I race around the house in search for a room that I knew would be here someplace- a room that possessed a TV! I began to hear Kiku's heavy footsteps behind me, but I quickly ignore them as the targeted room comes into sight. I make my way to the couch, and Tony finds a seat next to me.
"Are you sure that you really wish to watch a horror movie at this time of night?" He stands uneasily behind me, and I take the fear radiating in the air as his own. His question is met by an overly eager nod and a case in his possession.
"Now's all the better! Come on, put it in so we can watch," my voice sounds surprisingly shaky to even my own ears. I shake it off as anticipation. Sighing deeply, Kiku makes his way over to the movie player and gently places the disk in it. All the lights are hastily turned off; the only light in the room being that offered from the television I brush aside the blond locks sticking to my face as not to obscure my view of the screen. Let the horrors begin!
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As the movie progresses, I soon find myself in an awkward position. I'm lying on the floor all too closely to the menace on the screen, and I'm desperately hugging the blanket in my possession. Through-out the film, Kiku sent me various glances mirroring his worry –I never knew hat he was scared of horror films! Each time I offered him a small smile as comfort, and each time he stiffly nodded and returned his attention to the screen. Of course a hero like me can help anyone out when they're scared! A scream from the television drags me back to reality, and once again all of my attention is directed to the movie.
"Don't go in there!" I shout to the trembling heroine, but of course she doesn't listen –they never do! Her hand cautiously grabs hold of the doorknob, and as she turns it, the door opens with a loud creeeaaaak. With what little light is available, I can make out pale skin, and blood –much more blood than there should be. As they reveal the glassed over eyes, my breath gets caught in my throat: it's a corpse! Right at that moment, they shift the camera angle to present a shadowy figure behind he girl. His eyes glow a bloody crimson even and the dark, and the glint from the item in his hand –he's carrying a machete! Both the helpless girl and I scream in unison. In reality, lightening strikes down, and everything falls to the night.
As I cautiously peer outside, I can see a vague silhouette in the open. Their eyes are deathly red, and directed at me! And in their hand…-omigosh, it's the killer! A feminine cry escapes from my lips before I can do anything, and I duck underneath the blanket for protection.
"Take Kiku instead –I didn't do anything!" As I cry out, I can feel Japan's astonishment radiate through the air. Though, I don't care right now. They can't kill such a good-looking, smart, amazing nation such as myself!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kiku, Alfred, Tony, or Kiku's adorable cat. They are property of Hetalia, which I do not own either.
Author's Note: Fourth theme down, only 96 to go! Wow this is sad… I hope that I can be creative/random enough to keep all of you reading through all 100. Thanks for your support this far. Please review if you can spare the time!