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Pairing: Male Harem/Kagome? (suggestions are welcome)

Inter-connected one-shots/drabbles – Kagome will be referred to Japan here sometimes....


Unfortunately, Kagome couldn't even get out of the building with the shy nation she was dragging, "New Japan! Where are you going?" The loudly obnoxious voice practically blasted in her ear as she was grabbed around the shoulders to be dragged into someone, "I'm sure that you don't want to be stuck in a meeting, since you're new and all. So, why don't we go out to grab some burgers?" America grinned brightly while dragging her away from Canada with relative ease.

"Alfred...." Canada sighed, but didn't say that much more as he watched as the New Japan struggled to get away from his brother, though she had no success, "Maybe you should–" He was interrupted by America, who blinked as he looked up in surprise.

"Mattie, when did you get here?" America asked cluelessly, "Well, it doesn't matter. I have dibs on New Japan first!" Alfred didn't notice both Matthew's and Kagome's disapproving looks, not that he would really care anyway.

"Oi, don't I get in a say in this?" Kagome muttered, regretting taking on this job altogether. She had been told by Kiku that, out of the G8 members, Japan got along with America and England the best – meaning that she had actually attempt to get along with both of them. Neither appeared to hear her (or they were just ignoring her as Canada gave America a rather impressive passive-aggressive stare that seemed to unnerve him).

"America! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" England roared, coming out in the hallway to see where the New Japan had gone to. He had to say he was interested (all the members probably were) in this new development – so, it would be nice to get to know the new girl, "I told you, didn't I, you twit! The idea was mine, so I should get Japan!"

"Kagome," Kagome mumbled once again, not exactly comfortable with being called 'Japan' of all things. Though, it certainly was an improvement on some of the things that she had been previously called, "You don't have to call me Japan."

"And what would you do with her?" America raised a brow in England's direction, his hold not letting up in the least, "Feed her your cooking? New Japan would die even before she started!" Alfred snickered wildly as Arthur's face grew a steady red colour, "Since I got along with Kiku the best, it means that I will get along with New Japan the best, too!"

"All you ever did with Kiku was force him to play those blasted video games," England sneered, tapping his foot impatiently. He just wanted to get out of the building before any of the other nations could start another fight over New Japan, "Now then, lass – who would you like to go out with?" England's voice seemed to lose the harshness as he turned over to look at Kagome.

Kagome sighed as the attention of the nations turned to her. They way he phrased it sounded like it was high school again, "I was already leaving with Canada-san, wasn't I?" She stated, though neither seemed to accept her answer.

"I'm sure that New Japan likes video games, right?" America abruptly turned to her for her answer, to which Kagome tensed, "Well?"

"I suck," Kagome stated bluntly, surprising the American, "So, you probably wouldn't have much fun playing with me." She shrugged, trying to convince America that she wouldn't be all that great.

However, America seemed to take it completely differently, "So? I can teach you – though, I would've thought differently, I mean, you being Japan and all."

"And that will have to wait," England smoothly interrupted as he swiftly grasped Kagome's arm from America's tight grip, "Now, Japan and I have some business to do." Arthur simply stated, leaving before either North American country could say a word.

"Being uptight like always," America rolled his bright eyes as he turned to Canada, "Hey, Mattie! We should team up and stuff! Then, New Japan will have to like us more!" Alfred stated with a bright smile, though Canada simply sighed as he shook his head at his brother's antics.

Though, he felt sorry for Japan because England would probably try and get her to eat his food.


"So, just how did Kiku manage to do this?" England asked politely, "I wasn't aware that 'our kind' was able to switch like that. And with a human, too!" Arthur seemed to be muttering the latter to himself, "And where is Kiku?"

"Kiku-san is at my home," Kagome answered simply, "And the whole switching thing was my doing – though, he first asked me to do it." She sighed, wondering what the hell she had gotten herself into.

"You managed it?" England raised a very thick eyebrow, and Kagome almost found herself mesmorised by how huge they were, "How did you do that?"

Kagome was tempted to ignore his question, but then remembered Kiku telling her that England was very interested in magic (but no other nation, other than the personification for Norway, believed in magic), "I'm magical, I guess," She stated bluntly, blinking her blue eyes when England seemed to gawk at her, "Or, at least, I'm magical when I'm human." She added, still feeling slightly off because she couldn't feel her holy energy.

"A magical human?" Arthur's emerald eyes seemed to gain some sort of strange glint, though Kagome tried to ignore it the best she could, "Oh, lass – you will have to tell me more."

"Kagome. You can call me Kagome," Kagome answered absently, not too sure what to think. She had thought that all she had to do as Japan was to just sit in meetings and take notes while Kiku was on his little 'vacation'. She had never expected for the other nations to be so interested in her, "And I have been magical since I was fifteen." She stated, not giving out her age because she knew that some of these nations were probably centuries old.

"My name is Arthur Kirkland, the UK," He introduced him as the interested and intent look stayed on England's face, but he didn't pursue the questions he was dying to ask, "Are you hungry?" He asked kindly, and Kagome looked back at him hesitantly.

"Aren't we supposed to be in a meeting?" Kagome asked quietly, even though she was still hungry. It was a bit odd to her that a personified mass of land could even feel hunger, but she certainly wasn't going to question it.

"Nonsense!" England sighed, shaking his blond head, "Now that you are here, I highly doubt that the other nations could even continue on with the meeting. Here, you can have some of my food." The Brit kindly gestured, bringing some sort of food out of his briefcase.

Kagome looked at it hesitantly, unsure what type of food it was because it was black, 'Is it supposed to be that colour?' She thought absently, taking the food from England to be polite, "What is this? I'm not familiar with English food." She asked, slowly bringing it up to her mouth to take a bite.

"It is a scone, a type of quickbread," The former miko was completely unsure as to why England was looking rather eagerly at her, but took a bite anyway. Her brows shot up her forehead at the.... unique taste, but she didn't voice anything out loud just yet, "Well? How is it?" England impatiently demanded, seeing it as a good sign that she hadn't dropped down in a faint like some other nations have.

Kagome pondered on her answer, "I've had worse." She stated bluntly, shuddering as she thought back to some of the things she had to eat in the past. Besides, she had learned to hard way that food wasn't to be wasted, no matter what it was. This scone, though burnt beyond recognition, wasn't even on her top ten list of disgusting food items.

The New Japan watched England's green eyes widen at her admission, though she almost choked on air when two arms wrapped around her slim shoulders, "I knew it! England was forcing New Japan to eat his food!" America declared wildly, the other nations weren't far behind, "You can't die on us now! We've barely gotten to know each other!" He dramatically stated, "And since I'm a hero, I'll rescue you!"

"Japan's.... not dead from eating England's cooking." China observed with wide amber-like eyes, his long sleeves covering his open mouth.

"It is a miracle, non?" France seemed just as perplexed, as did Italy, Germany, and Canada. Russia simply narrowed his icy eyes with that dangerous child-like grin.

England also seemed confused, though an arrogant smirk appeared on his face, "You're just my type!" Arthur declared, not noticing America's frown as he said this. However, he did notice when America simply stuck out his tongue while grabbing the poor girl and taking off, snickering all the way.

The majority of the nations, and England and Canada, looked especially disappointed as America effectively kidnapped the New Japan.

"Haha – I told you that America has dibs on New Japan!"