WARNING: OKATU JAPAN!/OVERPROTECTIVE JAPAN!
May get a little oc-ish
He's nerdy to the extreme, and whiter than sour cream!
I'll try my best to write him!
I don't own Hetalia. And you better be grateful for it~
"Onto business." Started Kiku.
"Yes, I brought you this gift of tea. For having us over." she held out the package, handing France a quick glare.
"Thank you, Igiko. I'll drink it later." he took the tea and smiled.
"Wait, why can he say your real name and I can't?" Francis whined.
She blushed. "Why the hell do you think!?" she snapped angrily at Francis, who flinched.
"The situation?..." asked Japan.
'I almost forgot why we came here!', thought Igiko.
Francis began. "I recently discovered that England is, in fact, a woman. And I will leave out the... little details." he winked.
England punched him.
"And now he also realized that I like America." she started blushing. "That's the jist of it..."
DON'T WANNA BE AN AMERICAN IDIOT! DON'T WANT A NATION UNDER THE NEW MANIA!
"Ah! It seems that L'Amérique is calling."
AND CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUND OF HYSTERIA? THE SUBLIMINAL MIND FU-
"Bonjour, L'Amérique! Why have you called today?"
Do ya remember that girl?
"Which one? I know many women..."
The one that's JUST YOUR FRIEND?
"Ah, Igiko?
Yeah! That's it!!
England started blushing, but Japan merely observed the entire thing with a smile.
Well I'd like to... how should I put it...
"What did you really call for, Alfred?"
Well.. uh... she told me to call you when I wanted to see her... and I'd like to know if she'd want to... go to the movies?
France smirked, then looked at England. "Why, she would love to come! She cannot stop talking about you..."
You could hear America blush across the phone. England looked at the floor, hiding her blush.
Uh.. well... Good! How about.. Friday? 7 o' clock?
(AN: It was Monday today.) "She will be there. I'll send her over myself."
Hahahahahahaha!! I'll be ready! -Sounds of eating a burger-
-click-
"Can I help?" asked Japan.
France laughed. "What can YOU do?"
His look towards France was cold. "Follow me."
Japan smiled. "I foresaw that one day this would happen. And so I made a wardrobe for you building off of the original."
They were deep inside his house, if England navigated correctly.
He went in front of a door. "And over the years, I have stockpiled many things I thought you would like."
He threw open the double doors in front of him, and Japan pushed the Europeans into the room before a harsh light came from it. When it dimmed, it revealed a good large number of outfits. At least 500 outfits. He pointed at a very surprised England. "And now that you are a woman again, I shall help you and your love interest!"
He locked the door behind him, then he pulled out a camera. An evil gleam rested in the corner of his eye. "Where would you like to start?" he questioned.
She just stood there, looking at all of the outfits.
France spoke, the pile of clothes in his arms muffling his speech. "Japan! I would like it if she put these on first."
Japan looked at them for a moment. "Excellent choices, France." then he pushed England towards what looked like a changing room.
"Wait! I don't want to-" began England, who was cut off.
"Would you like to impress America?" Japan said, interrupting her.
She started blushing. "Well, I guess that I would like to."
"Then go! And tell me when you're done changing." Japan said, completely serious.
France winked. "And if you need any help whatsoever changing, onii-chan will always be waiting with open arms!"
"No thank you." she said bluntly, going to change.
Throughout the entire next three days, she tried on every outfit in that room.
Japan had collected a number of clothes she could use on an everyday basis. They were both comfortable and form fitting. This was a good thing compared to everything else. She kept most of these.
There were a variety of cosplay outfits. Scratch that, nearly half of the clothes were cosplay outfits of sorts. Sailor moon, card captor sakura, a schoolgirls uniform, if you name the series, it was there.
France lost a lot of blood that day via nosebleed.
The only things she kept of those was a few school uniforms, France stole quite a few things though...
Then there were just regular costumes, policeman, maid, and this one outfit he called 'The Brittania angel.'
France stole most of these.... but made her keep 'The Brittania angel'. Bloody wanker...
"I will not take no for an answer this time." he said, pervy gleam apparent in his eye.
She sighed. HOW DID SHE GET LOOPED INTO THIS?!
Japan took many, many pictures.
"You sealed your fate when you came to ask me for help." said Japan. "Now we must work on hairstyles. A tiny ponytail will never win over America."
He went through quite a few varieties of hairstyles, all of which France approved of, and eventually, he just put it up in buns.
"Its simpler this way." he said thoughtfully. "Or you could always leave it down..."
"I guess I'll just do that, then." said England. "I really don't want to be any more of a bother than I already am."
Japan shook his head. "You aren't a bother, Igiko."(1) Then his expression became somber. "There is one thing that worries me, though."
She got serious. "What is it, Kiku?"
"Now that you've decided to do all of this, are you telling the entire world?"
She was stumped for a minute.
He looked into his tea, "Or will it be kept among those who know?"
She sighed. "Well, I'll probably have to tell."
Japan looked up, surprised. France ate a mochi cake, his expression dark.
"The only reason I kept it for this long was because of my promise to Europa."
France spoke up. "You also kept it to protect your country. A woman would not have been allowed to do all of what you did throughout history."
She never thought of it that way. But then she thought on Switzerland and Russia's sisters...
France listed them. "Pirating."
Oh god! She loved being a pirate!! That would've been horrible!!
"Colonizing."
She would have never met America.
"Having more than half of the entire world under your control. The sun would have stopped shining on the British empire."
She would have never met America.
"You would have never met Ameri-"
"I know bloody well what wouldn't have happened!!" she started tearing up. "I know..."
Japan looked at France even colder than before. "The world was unforgiving of females then, but times have definitely changed." he gave her his kerchief.
She looked up. "That's true."
"How do you think L'Amérique would take the news?" France said softly.
England didn't respond.
Japan didn't like this mood. "If America truly loves Igiko, it will all work out fine." he took out his katana. "France, please stop worrying Igiko."
France put his hands up in surrender. "I am merely stating the possibilities."
Japan looked at the clock on his wall. "I think that if you would both like to make it to America in time, you should leave."
England looked up. "We've been here that long? Come on Francis, we better leave."
They packed their bags, and everything that was given to them by Kiku was packed and ready to go.
England hugged Japan before she left, "Thank you for your help, Kiku. Good day to you."
The Japanese man smiled. "It was no problem. I never mind helping you. Him, on the other hand..." He looked at France. Japan throws salt out of his doorway as he watches France leave, and prayed, "May he never return."
"I should try that sometime..." pondered England as she leaves.
Hetalia rules.
I had fun writing this chapter. Except for the sad parts...
I'M SO SORRY IT STINKS!! I TRIED!
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America is an Iggysexual. He has eyes only for Iggy. That's why he loves Fem-Iggy, even if he also loves Male-Iggy.
France is a horrible pervy thief!
(1)When I wrote the part, 'You aren't a bother, Igiko', my computer kept trying to fix it with, 'you aren't a brother, Igiko.' xD
Also, update madness will have to stop. I have an entire freaking report draft that needs to be 1500 words long, WITH DOCUMENTS. I only have 400 words (WITHOUT ANY DOCUMENTS).
(By the way, this chapter was about 1500 words....)
I'mhalfway done with the next chapter for everything, and I'll work on them when my brain shuts up.
I'm going to the beach, and then a sleepover. Have an awesome week, readers!
Can anyone tell me what a 'beta' is?
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Me out~
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