AN: Okay this thing is finally up! I recently got to over 100 reviews and that's just awesome! Thank you guys for reviewing and even just reading this story (and putting up with me putting these chapters up far apart).

*Also, there's a Scrubs reference in this chapter, and for the part I'm referencing here's the link if you don't know what I'm talking about: /watch?v=lL4L4Uv5rf0

Enjoy!

With America not knowing what else to write, he decided he should get to his work. Because of his current condition, his workforce felt that he should stay home and they'd deliver the work to him. He went to his desk and saw the piles of papers and files on there and he groaned. He sat down and began to work, looking at bills and proposes he had to look over. Some of them were overdue to Obama, and America knew that he didn't play around and he's probably pissed that he hasn't turn them in. Crap.

About 5 hours later, America was done with a fourth of the paperwork he was given. He was exhausted and frustrated, so he decided he was done for the day and wanted to see what Japan was doing. Although there was a 99.9% chance of Japan just still doing his work (because America felt he was a Workaholic), he just wanted to get away from his stuff as fast as possible. America walked upstairs to Japan's room and knocked on the door.

"Yo Kiku! Can I come in?" America said.

"Yes come in," Japan replied.

America opened the door and went into the guest bedroom that was currently Japan's room. Now that America thought about it though, they stay over at each other's houses so much it pretty much was Japan's room. As America thought, Japan was talking to someone on Skype while typing something on his laptop. America waited until Japan was done with his conversation to start talking to him.

"Do you need something?" Japan asked.

"Oh no, I just wanted to get away from my paperwork," Alfred said with a sigh, "it's so frustrating, I don't know how you do it!"

"Well it has to get done at some point."

"Yeah but you work all the time, I swear you're a Workaholic."

"Alfred we've been through this conversation before, I'm not a Workaholic!"

"You totally are! All you do is work, work, work, eat, sleep, and work again!"

"Whatever," Japan rolled his eyes and closed his laptop and murmured, "at least I do my work."

"What was that?"

"Oh, nothing," Japan said.

"Hey, I get my work done at some point!"

Japan grinned at the fact he offended America, "I know, I'm just joking."

America suddenly started to feel weird again. His heart started to pound loud when he saw that Japan smiled (let alone laughed) and he looked away from him again. Damnit it's happening again! America thought.

"Is something wrong?" Japan saw that America looked nervous.

"Nothing's wrong! It was just weird to see you laugh. 'Cause you don't really, show…emotion."

"I've noticed that you've been nervous around me all day, did something happened?"

"No nothing happened! I don't know, it's nothing, I'm fine."

"Okay…" Japan gave America a weird look.

"I uh, will be downstairs," America said walking out of Japan's bedroom awkwardly. When America went downstairs to the living room and sat on the couch, he didn't even turn on the TV, he just kept trying to figure out what was wrong with him for the past couple days. Every time he saw Japan he kept getting this foreign feeling in his chest, and it was uncomfortable but nice. Oh god…what if it was a—No! No that can't be it. America was straight. He felt like he was thinking too much about it, so he turned on the TV and saw that Scrubs was on. Fuck yeah. Then he noticed it that he tuned in the episode when Turk and JD were singing their Guy Love song*. Great, this definitely doesn't help the situation. Even though he loved this episode and even the song, this wasn't really what he was hoping would be on. Then when JD sang, "You're the only man who's been inside of me," America felt just really embarrassed and was glad Japan wasn't there to see him like this. When the song was over, America took his hand off of his face and noticed Japan was sitting next to him.

"AAAAH!" America screamed, which startled Japan.

"What?" Japan said.

"When did you get here?"

"Right around when the song started."

"I didn't even hear you come down."

"You had your hands covering your face when I walked down the stairs and sat down; I guess you didn't notice me."

"Freaking. Ninja." America thought then said.

They sat in silence and watched a couple more episodes of Scrubs. The episodes were funny, but America felt nervous and chuckled, and Japan smile a couple times (America secretly couldn't help but look at Japan would smile, it was…just so rare and stuff that he had to see it to believe it. Yeah. That's it.).

When there was a break, America got off the couch and went into the kitchen to get some water. When he poured himself a glass and was drinking it, Japan went into the kitchen too and opened the fridge to prepare lunch. After being nervous and drinking a whole glass of water, America wasn't up for eating. He went back upstairs to write in his journal.

This is bad. Something is definitely wrong with me. I seriously can't keep my cool when I'm around Kiku! I just get nervous and weird, and then I thought of something. This is just one of many reasons it could be, like I'm sick, or something was in the food I ate the other day, but then I…I could….

America looked around as if there could be people watching him writing in his journal. Then he wrote quickly and in small font:

I think I might have a crush on him.

That last one is like a last resort though, cause I'm not gay! Nope, straight as a number 2 pencil! I should get a thermometer and see if I have a fever.

America then found his thermometer and took his temperature. It was a perfect 98.6F.

Okay okay no big deal, I don't have a fever, and at least I'm not sick. Maybe I haven't been drinking enough water! Even though I just had a glass, I should have another to make sure.

He closed the journal and went downstairs to get some more water, to where he met Japan right at the foot of the stairs.

"Alfred, I was just coming to get you," Japan explained, "I made us some sandwiches." Crap, America forgot it was about time to eat lunch. America shuffled behind Japan to the dining room where there was a sandwich and a glass of water for each of them (at least he got his water).

America was getting better at finishing his meals in less time; it only took him half an hour to finish his meal this time with no complaints.

"Alfred," Japan said.

"Huh?" America replied.

"Did something happen? You keep acting strange around me and it's progressively getting worse."

"Oh, uh, n-nothing, I don't know what you're talking about."

"You're doing it right now."

"…"

"What'd you do?"

"I didn't do anything! I just…forgot to take my anxiety pills! Haha, yeah! I get like this when I forget, I should go do that now," America said and walked out of the dining room to his bathroom. Nearly every nation in the world took anxiety medication, so Japan saw that as a reasonable excuse for him to be acting that way (it could've been a side effect or something; he didn't know how American medication worked).

When America went into his bathroom, he opened his cabinet that had all his prescribed medications, took out the anxiety pills, pretended to take them (because he actually did take them that day in the morning) and closed the cabinet. He then turned on the faucet and splashed the cool water numerous times on his face. He turned off the faucet, dried his face with his American Flag towel, and examined himself in the mirror. Besides his insecurities physically, now he began to have insecurities sexually.

Did he really have a crush on his best friend (who is a guy, he reminded himself many times)? What if he was gay? It was a subject that made him want to go insane, with his liberal and conservative sides of him fighting until the bitter end. I mean he didn't even really know much about homosexuality it until the early 20th century; he'd only heard about it when he'd go to church and how bad it was. He himself never met a homosexual (well, an 'open' one) until the 1960's, and it really made him nervous when the whole experience happened. For the past 30 years or so though more and more people have to more open to it. And it's not like he could hate them personally, there are many homosexuals in his country and he loved his people. He remembers when England came out to him and how surprised he was. I mean America always made fun of him calling him a fag and stuff, but he never knew that England was actually attracted to guys. Maybe that's where he got it! He got the gay from England! Wait, no, homosexuality isn't contagious, so that can't be it. There was always the whole choice or born this way debate, and he himself was sure that he didn't choose to—wait, this whole debate is making it sound like he's admitted to himself that he was gay. He wasn't gay! Hell he could Kate Upton right now and get turned on (god she's so hot…wait, getting distracted!), so he's not gay! Maybe he's…bi? Well, there are many people in this world that consider themselves bi and Canada said he considered himself bi…wait! Now this is making it sound like he's calling himself bi! HE'S STRAIGHT. HE LIKES WOMEN. BOOBS, VAGINAS, AND ALL THAT JAZZ. But then he thinks about Japan, and he can't help but feel…happy. America decided to continue his thoughts in writing in his journal.

So now I've really been thinking about this whole crush guy straight gay thing now. Now I'm scared. What if I really do have a crush on Kiku? But then I also thought of something! If I was gay or bi, that means I'd have to be SEXUALLY attracted to men! So, if I don't get turned on by Kiku (or guys in general) then I'm not gay! But how do I figure that out? I've seen Kiku naked before when we went to those bath things in his country, but I've never looked-looked at him before. Maybe I should imagine him naked. Or to be safer look up gay porn.

The fuck I just write?

Why would I want to imagine MY FRIEND naked? And looking up two guys doing stuff? Ugh, something's definitely wrong with me.

You know, I probably just need to go take a nap, that'll calm me down and I'll be back to normal in no time!

America closed his journal and took a nap. He woke up after a couple hours around 7pm and went to find Japan. He found him reading some manga.

"Hey Kiku!" America exclaimed.

Japan quickly closed the manga book he was reading while blushing, "Oh, hey Alfred. I thought you were sleeping."

"I was, I just woke up. What manga are you reading?"

"Oh just one that just came out this month."

"What it about?"

"I haven't really gotten to the plotline yet."

"I was going to find a movie on Netflix to watch, wanna watch it with me?"

"Sure."

"Okay! Are you coming?"

"Uh, I'll be down soon, I just want to finish the chapter I'm on."

"Okay," America walked out of the room. When he got downstairs he froze. What had he done? Being alone with Japan for a couple of hours in the dark watching a movie? Well, as long as they don't watch anything scary, nothing could possibly go wrong.

As America was scrolling through his Netflix account, he found a movie he'd been dying to watch for awhile and kept forgetting about it. The bad part was, it was a scary movie. He wanted to watch it, but usually at the end of scary movies he was holding onto Japan for dear life and Japan was unhappy. But he wanted to watch it so bad! Japan came downstairs in the middle of America's decision.

"So what are we watching?" Japan asks.

"This one!" America said making a last minute decision.

Japan looked at the screen, seeing that the movie was in the Horror category, "Are you sure it's a good idea to watch a horror movie?"

"It'll be fine! I've heard this movie's dumb anyways, we can just make fun of it," America lied. Japan sat down on the couch with America next to him. America sat down next to him with his usual pillow to hold onto just in case things got scary.

"Are you going to turn off the lights?" Japan asked.

"Oh! Yeah, of course, there's no reason to keep the lights on," America said nervously. He got up and turned off the lights. Japan then realized how there weren't any snacks or soda on the coffee table or even next to them. It was odd how there wasn't even any popcorn, and how even when watching movies America didn't eat.

He started the movie and it actually wasn't that scary for the first 20 minutes or so. About halfway through the movie is when things started to get eerie, and America started to shake and hold onto his pillow. At one point there was a jump scare and he jumped and held onto Japan and closed his eyes into Japan's chest.

"Alfred it isn't even scary!"

"Yes it is! Aaaah! I'm scared Bro, I don't even know how you do it!" America said while smothering his face on Japan. Japan rolled his eyes and as usual started to attempt to comfort America. That's when America had the realization that he was making physical contact with Japan. This would usually mean nothing to him and being really uncomfortable with Japan, but because of…issues, America sprung up from Japan's arms and scooted away from him. Japan became confused (and slightly glad that America wasn't on him anymore) on what just happened, and awkwardly turned back to the movie.

"S-sorry! I-It just felt like something was on my back," America horribly lied and trying to pretend to get something off his back.

When the movie was over, America was holding onto his pillow and Japan got up, turned on the lights, and then turned off the TV.

"The movie's over," Japan said to America. America looked up from his pillow and saw the lights were back on and he was safe.

"Man, that was scary," America chuckled, "at least we got through it to the end."

"I don't understand your 'scary' movies Alfred, I can't imagine what you're like if you even see a scary movie from Asia," Japan said and slightly shuddered.

"Oh I have. They're a lot scarier than these movies. I couldn't sleep for 2 days when I saw one of them," America claimed and held onto the pillow even tighter just thinking about past scenes from an Asian horror he watched awhile ago.

Japan changed the subject so he wouldn't have to deal with America being scared, "I'm going to make dinner. I'll be in the kitchen," Japan walked away to the entrance to the kitchen.

"…Hey Kiku!" America called out.

"Yes?"

"Do you think…we could have mac and cheese tonight?"

Japan was surprised America recommended something to eat. He found this good since it made it sound like America was getting his appetite back.

"Sure," Japan replied, and continued walking into the kitchen.

America went back to his room and pulled out his journal.

That's it, I think I'm going to have to say this (or, write it really).

I have a crush on Kiku.