"Nihon-san? You have a visitor." The young nurse announced. It's not like Japan could respond anyway. Don't worry, he was alive and conscious, but his mouth was covered…by a full body cast. He lay stone still in the comfort of his hospital bed encased within his hard white shell which was suspended in the air by supports…sort of like an egg. Speaking of eggs, Japan would do anything for a bowl of egg drop soup right now. He hadn't eaten in two weeks…and even a stoic man gets irritated from hunger pains. Well, at least he had the time to think about food right now; the war was over, Japan and his friends had lost.
"Mm. smmh'm n." he muffled, which was I'm-in-a-stupid-egg-shell for "Oh. Send him in."
"Hey Japan! How's the recovery going?" America barged in with a dozen roses in hand. His greeting was met with silence, and there was awkward aura that arose.
"Ok, I guess it's going alright. Here! I brought you these!" He placed the roses on the side table next to Japan's group picture with the Axis Powers.
"You probably know why I came today. You're a smart rice ball, right?" America beamed, even if he wasn't being so sensitive. Japan just glared from his body cast and gave only an irritated, "Nnnn…"
"Well, I'll explain it to you anyway. I'm here to discuss the conditions I've set now that I occupy your house! First off, no more military for you! I'm taking away your armies, so you won't need this anymore!" America explained as he confiscated Japan's sword from the hospital chair right next to him. Japan's eyes widened as he vainly tried to move his arm towards the sword. He weakly tried to plead for his sword back, but all he could say was "whht? Nnngtbk…"
"Also, and this is the most important, I will do everything in my power to make you more democratic like myself! You should see what I have in store: your people will get to have more control over your actions, even the cute girls! Oh, don't worry, you'll get to keep your emperor, but he'll be more of a mascot than a leader. As far as your economy goes, I'm taking the land from your landlords and giving it to the small farmers, kind of like Robin Hood! Haha! Okay, I don't know if you know who that is… Oh, and another thing, all members of the family get a more equal status rather than the head of the household." America completed explaining a good portion of the terms.
Japan still glared at America's cheerful and triumphant expression. He was certainly frustrated, but kept his composure. He was accepting that he lost the war and this was the typical result after a defeat. Still, losing wasn't fun, and Japan couldn't be a happy camper about this. He sighed and tried to lean his body cast away from America. As he did this, America felt the cold shoulder he was receiving and the smile fell off of his lips.
"Aw, don't feel bad, Japan. It'll be alright. I'm only trying to help you. I'm sorry about putting you here, but I did what I had to do. Don't worry, General MacArthur will take good care of you. I promise, this is only temporary. In 6 or 7 years, I'll be out of your hair." America spoke gently as he put his ungloved hand on Japan's body cast. The damaged nation twitched in surprise. He couldn't feel the hand physically, but he could sense its presence and warmth. He leaned back towards America and gave a polite nod of understanding. Inside, he was feeling a little better. Maybe things would be okay after all.
"Well, now that's settled; I better get my bags into your house! I hope you don't mind if I stay in the room next to yours!" America cheered as he prepared to leave the room. However, he was blocked as a beautiful young nurse strolled in carrying a lunch tray.
"Oh, gomen, America-san…"
"Hey baby, how'd you like to have a good time with the winning side?" America flirted as he pulled the startled nurse into his arms and shoved his tongue down her throat. Both the nurse and Japan were shocked as America kissed her for a good 5 seconds. When he pulled away, he chuckled, "Sorry ma'am. I'm just a little excited about winning the war. Hey, aren't those dumplings. Mmmm, they look good. Can I take some home?... I'll take that as a yes, bye!"