*Throws chapter at you while dodging bullets of angry reviewers for not updating in forever*

"A-Amelia-san…" Kiku's face was only centimeters away from hers as the American leaned in even closer.

"Yes Kiku?" she replied in a sweet tone. Amelia was lost in the moment; the only thing she was thinking about was how badly she wanted to kiss Kiku's soft lips…

"Can you please get off of me? I can't really breathe…" Kiku tried his best to push her off of him, but it was no use.

Amelia blinked, coming back to earth. Blushing heavily, she stammered, "O-oh yeah, I forgot about that! Hahaha!" She gave a nervous laugh and then rose up, standing on her feet.

"So um… where do I sleep?"

The Japanese man was next to get off the ground, still blushing from the awkwardness and stretching his arms a bit.

"Oh… I said you could sleep in the guest room, if you're okay with that."

The American's facial expression fell into one of disappointment.

"Uh… that room is too big for my liking and dark, and I want to sleep with you, actually…"

Misunderstanding what she just said, Kiku, face turning as red as a rose, gazed at his friend, shocked and embarrassed at the same time.

"Y-you want to s-sleep with me? But we're not married and…" The raven haired man was as a loss of words when he heard that. Sleep? With Amelia? They weren't friends with benefits, and he believed you should only sleep with your spouse, he wasn't about to go against his beliefs!

"No, I didn't mean it like that! I meant just sharing a bed with you, that's all! I swear to God I won't do anything nasty and indecent! Do I look like Francis?"

Kiku still stood there, still processing the words that came out of Amelia's mouth. She wanted to sleep… with him? Sure, she said there wasn't going to be any funny business, but she was a girl and he was a boy. Things were going to have to be different because of her gender change, and this was only the beginning.

The petite man sighed deeply. He decided he was going to show some mercy on her and take chances, because you can't judge a book by its cover and experience was the only way to accurately know what's going to happen. Kiku was conflicted; if he always agreed with her (or him when she was still a man) at meetings, even at the most ridiculous and unrealistic ideas, why couldn't he now, especially when she had a good point?

"Well, um, I-"Kiku was stumbling over his words, just trying to find the right thing to say.

"… Fine, you can share a bed with me…"

Kiku had gotten settled in his futon, ready to unwind for the day and fall in a tranquil slumber. He had already taken care of himself for the night, tired and exhausted of the events that took place earlier. Even though he would rather be asleep at the moment, he found himself staring at the ceiling in a state of insomnia, the pitter-patter and splatters of rain on the roof not helping him sleep. He felt like he was looking at it for hours, thinking hard about what just happened.

Now that he put more thought into it, the Japanese man actually didn't mind being used as his friend's teddy bear, which is ironic due to his emphasis of personal space. As strong as Amelia was, whenever she got close to Kiku like that, he found himself unable to hold back this warm feeling in his chest, like butterflies were fluttering inside, and he couldn't help but blush wildly at the thought, happy that the darkness of the night overshadowed his ruby red face. He had never felt this way for Amelia before, or for anyone (that was real) for that matter. What was this new feeling that made his heart beat a mile a minute, mad his face red as a rose, and made him nervous for no apparent reason? Kiku didn't know, and didn't want to think about it anymore because he was too drowsy and couldn't think straight. The raven haired man turned his head just to look at his digital clock, which read 2:35 AM in bright, neon green numbers. Had he really been up that late? Kiku sighed deeply and decided to just try and fall asleep, eyes closing as he heard the door slide open rather loudly, and he began blushing again at who was there.

"Oh h-hey Kiku, sorry if I woke you up but I was gonna sleep in here, remember? I didn't bring any clothes so I'm borrowing yours, if you're okay with that…"

Kiku almost jumped out of his futon from surprise, not expecting Amelia at this time, the blush creeping onto his face again. He forgot she was here. The man shifted himself to turn on the dim lamp on his nightstand, rubbing his tired eyes and yawning softly.

"Oh yes, I completely forgot about that… if you do have my clothes, please remember to wash them…"

Kiku kept looking away from his friend, not wanting her to see his red face full of embarrassment. Not only was she here, but she would be in the same bed as him? The Asian deeply regret ever letting Amelia share his futon with him, not thinking of the size factor at all.

"Um Kiku, are you okay? Your face looks a bit red."

Crap. At least she's too oblivious to know he's blushing.

"A-ah, I am fine, and y-you can get in the… the futon know if you want."

"Okay, but you sure you're fine? You're sweating a bit and it's not even hot."

"Yes I am sure, now please go to bed and do not let my physical needs be a burden to you!"

The American was going to keep talking but decided to respect Kiku's wish. She slowly crawled into the left side of the futon, adjusting to the bed before her body was extremely close to Kiku, her warmth radiating onto him. Kiku actually thought she smelled good, like flower petals. His heart was beating as fast as the pounding rain outside, feeling like it was about to come out of his chest.

Calm down Kiku, calm down… The faster you fall asleep, the faster you won't feel her here…. Oh Kami-sama, please help me!

The raven haired young man tried to focus on the rain to fall asleep but failed miserably, still awake while his blonde friend was still cuddled against him (think of spooning except Amelia is the big spoon) breathing lightly against the back of his neck, chest rising and falling in ease. Kiku turned so he was facing her, making sure not to wake her up. He was put in a trance by her beauty, amber hair rising and falling from her face; eyelashes batting in her sleep, and with the occasional lighting strike, Amelia would jump in her sleep and hold on even tighter with the Asian, making him want to protect her with his life. Kiku couldn't sleep because he was already in a dream, and everything he ever wanted was there, just him and Amelia, and in that moment, Kiku realized one thing.

He was in love with Amelia F. Jones.

A/N: Here you guys finally go, after 3 and ½ months, here is the anticipated chapter 4, or 3.5 but whatever. Anyways, I hope this is better and Kiku has the hots for Amelia! Also, I realized last month I ship USUK, especially the Nyotalia versions, so now I really don't know how this will end. I will also try to be more consistent with updates! I am so sorry to keep you guys waiting ;u;

Translations:

Kami-sama – God

Before I go, shout out to all my reviewers to chapter 3:

Jess and Lin, Panda Cannons, Fred and George Weasley Twins, HetaPoke4Evr, Katie-Kat1129, disney-hp-freak, Lizzybear54, TwinsAreAwesome2, and xX Luxembourg Xx! I love you all so much!

Okay, ciao!