There comes a time in every quiet person's life where things get too great for them to handle. Honda Kiku, Japan, was by far no exception to this rule. He never spoke his mind, really. Vash, Switzerland, really pointed that out on many occasions. But his little meager thoughts where nothing but a speck, or so he thought. He was quite bright, actually. Alot more then he gave himself credit for...as well as other people. Some might even take advantage of him, but Japan was not one to overlook it. Sure, he might haven't said anything at the time, but he'd do the deed half-assed on spite. But the problem was, half-assed for Kiku was extreamly good quality.

But like everyone who is passive, they keep their feelings locked up inside. He didn't know he was capable of much more then just a few hushed rude words here or there, so he never thought much of anything else wanting to bubble out. The male sighed lightly as he petted Pochi lightly on the head, the little Shiba Inu was happily trotting alone inbetween Kiku's legs as he cooked for the Axis Powers as well. To be honest, he was tired. His days where long and appreciation short. Though the man had to cringe as he heard the door slam open,

"Ja~Paaaaan~!" he called out loudly, running in with the German yelling at him to shut up and don't be so rude. Yes. Do shut up and stop being rude.

"Kitchen." The Japanese man replied curtly as he turned his head to meet the boy pullnig him into a hug,

"Ve~ You look cute like that." Feliciano mewled brightly. Truth be told, the smaller was in his apron and bandanna like a typical Japanese house maid. This caused his face to flair up in heat and embarassment. Cute? Couldn't Feliciano just go away...

"Well I.." he was cut off when Ludwig grabbed his boyfriend's hand and forcefully dragged him off the tinier.

"Dammit." he hissed, "You know he hates when you do that." he pointed out roughly, causing the Italian to pout. Kiku watched as they bickered like the old married couple they'd soon, one day atleast, become. It was quite frustrating and really, he felt out of the loop most of the time. He had a boyfriend, sure, but he wasn't able to spend every waking moment with him like the German and Italian couple could. That made him feel well...what was that word? What was that feeling...Jealous? Maybe. But he shrugged it off. Right now his boyfriend was a secret-his boyfriend was an Allied Power. And that has been weighing him down quite a bit in his mind. He had to fight the one he loved (not like he hasn't done it in the past, but the past was in the past now), and nobody knew it except for the two Asians themselves.

"Ve ve~!" Feliciano squeaked, "Doitsu! Not here!" he giggled out happily as the older German started kissing and licking at his neck, "K-Kiku's right...!" he giggled more as he was groped. Kiku never expressed that he minded (though he did. A lot.), so the Europeans always took it as a free range to fuck and fondle eachother all the time in Kiku's presence. It...it...

It was infurating to the little Asian. It wasn't fair that he couldn't have Yao. And Ludwig and Feliciano didn't have to grope and fondle eachother at every given moment of the day. They could have atleast thought of Kiku and reserved it for the bedroom. He could handle seeing chaste kisses and hand holding...but once the Europeans managed to have sex at the dinner table. While Kiku was eating dinner.

He tightened the hold on the pan in hand, growling lowly. That was it. "Ludwig-san, Feliciano-san...I'd appreciate it if you didn't-" and his words where on def ears as Feliciano moaned and groaned and wiggled in pleasure as the two nations where making out right on his table. He felt himself twitch a little, not even registering when a loud thwack was heard and Ludwig fell to the ground. In all honesty, he was going to ask what happened before he noticed that he struck his Ally. His eyes widened as Feliciano started crying and sniffling over a stunned Ludwig who tried to really process what happened. But as soon as Kiku realised what had happen, he did it again. And again. He started screaming,

"KEEP IN YOUR PANTS HORNY BASTARD!" The Japanese man cried. When the German started bleeding he grabbed the hot cooking pan and Feliciano tried to pull Kiku away,

"Don't hurt Doitsu..!" he choked out, but that only earned a punch from the smaller. All three where stairing at one another, but then Kiku darted out. He ran, and ran fast.

Now, he did know where the meeting was being held today for the Allied Powers. He didn't care...he wanted Yao right now. He needed to talk to him and quite frankly, he didn't care how he got there and who he had to hurt either. He threw open the door to the conference room, which showed only the Asian, American, and Brit. Alfred frowned,

"Dude! Japan's here! Why is Japan here?" he cried, frowning deeply. The Brit and American lept into action, trying to fight the little Asian out. But the bad thing was, he still had his pan. He screamed, starting to hit and wack the nations off of him.

"You bloody git!" Arhur screamed as he was hit in the face, trying to strangle the Jap. The problem was Alfred kept getting in the way. The three bodies meshed and tangled, screams and protest could be heard. All Yao could do was stare. He was very shocked at his lover's violent actions. Yao could only watch as a bloody mess unfolded itself. It didn't take too long for the nations to be knocked out-cast iorn wasn't too friendly on the brain-and that only left the Asians.

"...Yao..." he breathed, running over and jumping into his arms. The Chinese man stared,

"Aiya...Kiku what did you...?" he looked around, in shock and horror. But the little nation just kissed and licked his neck, groaning lightly. He didn't want this...he didn't...! He gasped as he was pushed to the floor. Yao would never have guessed that he'd be a victim of rape, and Kiku would be the rapist.

fin.

not as good as I hoped but...eeeh...who wants more rape! I know I do! Review even if you have before! I LOVE EM!