Now for Japan's P.O.V.

I wish I owned, but alas, I don't T_T


"Good night Gilbert-kun."

Japan waved as Gilbert waved back and walked away from Japan's hotel room in Germany. Their date together had gone so well and the kiss at the end was so cute! He was still a bit read faced from it. As he closed the door and went he sat down, he contimplated how far there relationship has gone since they've left the Mansion.

They were really close at first. Everyone else had split into their own little groups and they were left to themselves. So, they started to spend more and more and more timetogether. It was too the point that they almost lived together in Japan's house. It was all so great.

During that time, their relationship began to go to the next level. Sometimes, Japan would catch Gilbert looking at him, other times, Gilbert would catch Japan looking at him. Japan would get a fuzzy feeling being near Gilbert and Gilbert would sometimes act awkwardly around him. Japan once wounder if it would have stayed that way had they not accidently kissed each other one day. It was short, awkward, and Japan loved every second of it. Gilbert was the one to pull away, he was the one that apologized, and he was the one to leave the room. All Japan could do was wonder if he was the only one that felt something more than friendship.

Gilbert was gone all day that day, and he didn't show up the next day or the next or the next; it got to the point that Japan called Germany to make sure if Gilbert was alright. However, Germany was very cross with his brother and demanded that Japan come to see him immediately.

Once Japan had got there, he was met with two German men yelling at each other like there was not tommorrow. It went alittle some thing like this:

"Gilbert! Holen Sie sich dort unten in diesem Augenblick und Gesicht ihn schon!*"

"Nein! Ich will nicht gehen! Dich können nicht so leicht machen mich gehen!**"

"Bitte Gilbert! Der arme Mann ist besorgter Kranker über Sie! Gerade unten gekommen für eine Spitze und lassen Sie ihn sehen, dass Sie nicht noch tot sind!***"

"Fick dich Ludwig! Ich will nicht gehen da unten!****"

Japan had waited outside the entire time patiently, wondering if Gilbert was so sickened by the kiss that he didn't want to see him anymore. He was about to turn and leave when Germany came downstairs and pratically dragged him up to see Gilbert. He mumbled under his breath the entire time about how "Rude people are these days. Not wanting to finish something they started and having to wait for others to help them!"

When they finally arrived upstairs, Japan was practically thrown into Gilbert's room and told to "fix the dumb bastard". Japan looked around to see a pitiful looking Gilbert who was looking at his prosthetic leg with mild intrest. Their converstion went a little something like this:

"So West let you up huh," he let out a humorless laugh, "Figures. He never could leave well enough alone."

"Germany-san told me that he wanted me to talk to you about what happened a month ago," Japan blushed, "You know, about the kiss."

"That," Gilbert sounded angry, "Of course that's why! You're disgusted aren't you? I knew you'd be. I mean, I'm just a freak!"

"W-what," Japan was seriously confused, "What are you-"

"Don't deny it," Gilbert's ruby eyes looked watery, "Please, just look at me! I'm missing part of a leg and I've got a hideous scars on my body? Why would you care about me if I was like that? Why?"

"Because all of that makes you who you are," Japan was in tears, "How could you think me to be so shallow like that? You know I've got scars all over my body as well!"

"Because I know everyone just pities me and England," a steady amount of tears fell down Gilbert's face, "He knows it and I know it! Why do you think France doesn't pick fights with him anymore? Why do you think Austria doesn't kick me out of his house like he used too or why Hungary doesn't hit me with her frying pan like she used too? It's because they pity us, just like the only reason you hung out with me was because you pitied me!"

"That isn't the reason that I hung out with you," Japan walked to where Gilbert was sitting, "I hung out with you because you're funny, because you make my day everytime you smile, because of you don't need that half a leg to be awesome and because-" he sat down in front of Gilbert and whiped away the tears the fell from his eyes "すべて私の心と魂で、私はギルバートBeilschmidtが大好きです。*****"

Japan was knocked out of his thoughts when he felt his phone vibrate.

1 Message From: Gilbert

Hey babe, I know tomorrow is your last day in Germany, so I'ma take you out some where special. That plus I got a little surprise for you! See at nine a.m. sharp! ;)

He smiled. He wondered what his ナ、フl****** had planned. 'Something sinister,' he thought for a moment. Hey, what could he expect? This was THE Gilbert Beilschmidt they were talking about! That plus, he wouldn't have it any other way.


*German- "Gilbert! Get down and face him already!"

**German- "No! I do not want to go! You cannot make me go so easily!"

***German- "Please Gilbert! The poor man is worried sick about you! Just come down for a bit and let him see that you are not dead yet!"

****German- "Fuck you Ludwig! I will not go down there!" (I don't know why, but Ludwig always translates into Louis in those translation sites! It's so annoying .!)

*****Japanese- "Entirely with my heart and soul, I love gilbert Beilschmidt."

******Japanese- "Darling" (Again, I'm sure none of these translations are 100% accurate, but I tried to look for the most accurate verison I could find. It was, to say the least, very time consuming!)

Anyways! Thanks for the read and if you like it, please review. Your reviews are the only thing that keep my writing this story. Thnks!