Amelia had suggested that they watch anime today, and at random she had picked out Ouran High School Host Club.
Sakura loved the show, but then again she loved all anime.
Japan smiled as Amelia placed in the disc, and sat down beside her on the couch.
Sakura was entertained by America's reactions to the anime, and was thrilled that Amelia liked it too.
Amelie chimed after they had watched every episode together, "Who would you like to have host you?"
Sakura blushed, and stared at her hands, "I would like Haruhi to um host me."
Amelia looked completely taken aback at Japan's answer.
"But Haruhi is like a girl!" Amelia seemed to have difficulty expressing what she wanted to say.
"Yes, I know." Sakura answered her.
"And you're a girl!" Amelia exclaimed in surprise.
"I am." Japan blushed, and waited for the next question.
"So you like girls like that? Do you like real life ones?" Amelia asked; thankfully, she had gotten over her shock, and had gotten curious.
Unfortunately that meant that she wanted to know who Sakura's secret crush was.
"Yes, but she doesn't like other girls that way, Amelia-san." She was forced to admit to her best friend.
"How do you know that?" Amelia asked; she seemed to have decided that she was supposed to be as supportive as possible to Japan during this extremely akward moment.
"She freaked out over the idea of me wanting Haruhi to host me." Sakura was glad that Amelia could be an oblivious person that couldn't read between the lines to save her life.
"That's too bad; Haruhi might be a good person to have host someone." Amelia smiled at her, and Japan was once again in awe of her best friend.
Sakura smiled at what her best friend slash crush had just told her, and knew that Amelia would probably not figure out the female nation of Japan's feelings for quite some time.