Ah, Boxing Day. AKA my Christmas, because family commitments are… troublesome.

Anyways, let's see what the cute little shits are up to now. Featuring Prupan bromance!

Disclaimed.

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Day 09: Hanging out with friends

"Dudes, you two have to come with me and Mattie and Prussia to get coffee after the meeting!"

And, since it was America asking, and since Kiku was a truly massive pushover, that was that. They were going.

Lukas sighed. "You could have said no, you know."

Kiku shrugged helplessly. "I can't help it; being polite is in my nature."

"So say no politely," the blond suggested. "It's not that hard."

"It is for me!" Kiku pouted. "You don't have to come…"

"Of course I do," Lukas disputed. "I'm not leaving you with America and Prussia."

Kiku smiled, glancing around to make sure nobody was watching and rising up onto his toes to press a kiss onto the Nordic's cheek. "You're so sweet, but you really don't have to-"

"I want to," Lukas interrupted.

And that was that.

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Kiku sipped his coffee, licking his lips at the taste. While tea was still his favourite, had been for millennia, he had to admit, there was something about the bitter drink that he just loved.

"Hey, Keeks!"

"Eh? Oh, yes, America-san?" Kiku blinked, looking up from his drink. Lukas, sitting across from him, raised an eyebrow.

"Dude, were you ignoring me?" America asked, frowning.

Prussia snickered. "Al, I was ignoring you. No one cares how many hamburgers you had for breakfast."

"And, can I just say, hamburgers for breakfast is disgusting," Canada added.

"Agreed," Norway decided, taking a sip of his own drink.

"Aw, come on!" America pouted. "Keeks, you don't think it's gross, do you?"

"I… Well…" He shot Lukas a pleading look. The blond raised an eyebrow and looked away, taking a deliberate sip of his drink.

Fat lot of good you are. "Well, actually, I… have to… agree with the others…"

Lukas shot him a smile, nudging the raven haired nation's foot under the table. Kiku blushed faintly, taking another quick gulp of coffee.

Prussia smirked at the two of them. "So, how've you two been?"

He knew. He absolutely knew. "Oh, we've been fine, Prussia-kun. How about you and Canada-san?"

The ex-nation gave him a knowing grin. "We've been awesome."

Lukas and Canada shared a Look. Something along the lines of 'Here we go again.'

Well, Kiku and Gilbert had a long history of friendship. They fell into the old pattern easily. "I'm sure you are. Been having fun?"

"Hell yeah. And you?"

Kiku looked the two of them over, noting Prussia's predatory smirk and Canada's faint blush. "Not as much as you," he sighed regretfully.

Lukas frowned. "I feel I should be insulted."

Kiku smiled shyly, glancing up at him through long lashes. "No, no, it's fine."

"I'm confused," America complained. "What are you guys talking about?"

"…Stuff," the other four replied in perfect unison.

"It doesn't matter," Kiku added, thankful for America's naivety in these matters. "So, how have you been, America-san?"

"Oh, I've been good, but I've been playing horror games all week so I'm kinda freaked out."

"They're just games, America-san." Kiku smiled reassuringly. "They can't hurt you."

"Dude, of course they're not real! Ghosts don't exist!"

Kiku shot Lukas a 'What's with this guy' look. "Then why-"

"That's not important!" America interrupted.

Canada sighed. "Al…"

"What?"

Prussia rolled his eyes. "C'mon, Birdie. Let's get going, West said he'd kill me if I'm late to our next meeting. I'm not even a nation anymore!" he added.

Kiku laughed quietly. "Of course, Gilbert-kun. We'll see you later."

"Ja. Bye, Norway, Al, Keeks. Coming, Birdie?"

"Right," Canada agreed, nodding. "See you, guys."

"Bye Mattie!"

Lukas and Kiku nodded politely. As the other two left, America grinned. "So, Keeks, how's life?"

"Ah, good." The Japanese glanced awkwardly over at Lukas. 'Help me,' he mouthed. "Can't complain."

"Isn't that Arthur over there?" Lukas cut in.

"Iggy?" Kiku could hear America's neck crack as he spun around. "Where?"

"I'm sure I saw him there," the Norwegian commented. "Maybe he went off somewhere- And he's gone."

Kiku smiled, watching the younger nation sprint off in search of 'Iggy'. "Ah, well done. Arigato, Lukas-kun. America-san is a friend, but he is a bit… ah… over-exuberant."

"To say the least," Lukas agreed. He stood, picking up his coffee and offering Kiku his free arm. The Asian nation took it and stood gracefully, scooping up his own drink.

"Ah, a nice end to the day." A thoughtful look crossed Kiku's face, and he pursed his lips. "I wonder what sort of… ah… fun Gilbert-kun and Canada-san are getting up to…"

Lukas frowned. "You never said, earlier, whether or not I should have been insulted."

"Well, that depends."

"On what?"

Kiku smirked, somehow shy and seductive at the same time. Well, since it was Kiku, it wasn't that strange.

"On whether you would agree to rectify the situation."

Oh, that cunning little fox.

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I gotta go, the pile of presents in the next room isn't going to unwrap itself.

Up next: With animal ears.

See ya~!

-Bird