Tens Lords Are Leaping
Despite her aching muscles asking her to rest, not used to dancing, Japan rolled around in her bed, unable to sleep at all. She later just resorted to staring at the wall of her room. Sunrise soon came as she still lied in bed, eyes finally drooping…
Only to be disturbed by a rather heavy knock.
She lightly groaned and forced herself to get up. She swung the door open, "Good morning."
"Good morning to you as well, Japan," England greeted, before noticing Japan's tired eyes. "Am I disturbing you or something?"
"Not really," she yawned. England looked unconvinced. Japan moved from the doorway, "Please come in."
England entered the room and closed the door as Japan went to the kitchenette. "Would you like coffee?"
England shook his, "Thank you, but no."
Japan shrugged, "Suit yourself."
She went to the kitchen to prepare herself a cup of the warm beverage as England made himself comfortable on the couch. Japan came back later, rubbing her eyes sleepily. She sat down on the other end of the couch. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"
"I found this in front of your door earlier," England said, handing her a small rectangular box. Japan blinked, accepting it. She took a sip of the coffee before staring at the checkered coat of the box, along with the brown ribbon.
"I have a guess on who your secret admirer may be," England said, looking at her.
"Prussia."
Japan raised an eyebrow. England explained his theory, "It makes sense. He wouldn't been able to send all your gifts without connections, especially on the third day. France would've helped him!"
The Asian sipped her coffee before speaking, "What if it isn't him?"
"How?"
"He told me that he tried to do the 12 Days of Christmas to Hungary, and he got beat up," Japan told him, fiddling with the brown ribbon on the box. England hummed.
"When are you going to open your gift?" England asked, noticing Japan had already finished her coffee but still hasn't opened the box. She sighed.
"I'm kind of scared."
"Why?"
"I… just…"
England gives the brunette a comforting pat on the shoulder. "You don't have to reciprocate anything."
This gives Japan a bit of a confidence boost as she carefully pulls the ribbon. She removes the lid, only to find a seemingly real camellia hair comb. The leaves were a dark red, with its center a vibrant yellow. Two leaves came from under it. At the lid of the box, in the neat print, a message was written.
"You are a strong but fragile flower, like a tsubaki flower as you would call it."
"Tsubaki… camellia, correct?" England said, furrowing his eyebrows. Japan nodded, before carefully picking up the flower hair comb. The petals were alive, as if they were freshly picked.
England touched the petals. "I can confirm that this is more or less alive."
Japan smiled fondly, caressing the petals. "This is a nice gift."
"Do you have any guesses?" the blonde asked. The lady nodded, "I was thinking of Switzerland…"
"He doesn't seem like the romantic type," England said. He shook his head, "Unfortunately, I cannot think of any other people who have their name beginning with S."
"It's alright," Japan said. England hummed before coming up with an idea, "Would you like to join me for breakfast?"
"Sure, let me just change," she said, gesturing to her pajamas. England nodded before exiting the room.
Two more days to Christmas and two more days until this all finishes! Makes me sad but it's also very fulfilling as well (Like Yuri on Ice...) but every end means a new beginning!
Chapter Notes:
Tsubaki - also called as camellia, means love in Japanese flower language (I'm gonna admit that I took inspiration from the comic YandereDev featured on his blog, "Tsubaki")