"Oi Japan!" Ughh it's that bloody tea drinking bastard. The British man handed Japan a blueprint.

"I need you to build a train for me."

"Nani? How am I going to do that?"

"Japan. Just build it, then ship it to me." ' He said it like I was stupid.'

"But i have to give Amerika-kun his plane!"

"WEll you can build my train and use the plane to carry it to London."

"Does that even make sense to you?!" England gave him a look."Sorry for my rude behaviour. I'll do it for you oke?"

"Thanks best mate." England patted Japan on the back. Japan pulled out the blueprints and started to work.

~The next day~

"Aiyaa~. That doesn't even make sense aru." China said confused. The two were at Japan's house sitting at his kotatsu as China got up to get tea from the kitchen.

"Ughhh... I just don't know why they keep asking me to do things." Japan lied flat down on his back. He set a tea in front of Japan. "Arigatou, Chuugoku-san." Japan raised his arms to the ceiling.

"I just don't get it, why me?"

"Well, nothing is actually made in America aru." China said.

The Japanese man closed his eyes. "I just wish. I wish I could see who's fake and who's real." Japan slowly rose up. China hugged him from the behind. He whispered softly in Japan's ears.

"I'm real."

~Later that day~

Japan's phone blinked and beeped.

-New Text Igirisu-kun 'Maybe he wants the train now?'

England: Oi is the train ready?

Japan: Hai. I'm about to ship it .

England: Thanks best mate c:

A smile crept on the Japanese man face.

~A new text~

America: Hey dude! r u still delivering da plane?

The plane! Japan slapped his forehead.

Japan: Gomennasai! I'm on my way right now.

Japan ran outside. He groaned.

"My old bones can't handle this." Japan connected the train to the plane. He slowly got into the plane. Then he took off for England.

"I don't even think this is possible.." Japan said as he was reaching near England. His phone ranged as Italy picture appeared on the screen. He bowed his head in shame as if Italy cold see right through his intentions.

"Gomen." His phone ranged two more times as he clicked ignore. '3 new voice mails?' He clicked play.

"Nee~ Nee~ Nihon~! Come over soon! Ve~ I'll make pasta! Call me back ve~. Ciao Ciao~" The Asian man smile was ghostly.

"Oi Japan! Are you okay? You haven't come to training lately. Better not be slacking off! Ve~ Ve~ I wanna say something too~. Nihon eat god pasta~! Dummkopf! Go back to running! Call me back as soon as I wanna see a healthy Japan." The last words were almost inaudible but those words made his ghost of a smile bigger.

"Aiyaahh Japan. Don't over work yourself. I care about you. Wo ai ni. Call me back aru." He wiped away the tears that fell on his cheeks. He closed his eyes as his body trembled with more hot tears falling from dull brown eyes.

England stood in his house by his window sipping black tea waiting for Japan's arrival. The teacup fell from the british man hands and he soon fell after. As a train fall on the great city of London.

I don't think this chapter might have made sense to you. But all will be revealed later! \(^0^)/. Well England is injured and Japan is feeling guilt.

Sorry I took long to update, 3 months -.- I didn't even get to write more chapters in my notebook (blame school). I don't think I can update weekly obviously...

This chapter wasn't as long as I thought it was.. It was long in my notebook; I swear cx! But then again my notebook is a small composition notebook...