I'm Not Loving it side story two
By Fujoshi a.k.a Otaku no Baka
Ok this is, and I repeat, a side story that doesn't have to be read to get the main plot. Since Grey has been working her ass off betaing my work this is for her along with the other people who like SwissPan. You can skip this and still get the concept that these two are together and doing stuff. The reason why I am doing this is because one fan wanted a lot more Russiamerica and less of the other couple lemons so bam! Here you go.
But don't worry there will still be lemons of the other pairings! It's not like I'm ditching everything for just two readers!
Warnings: SwissPan, Tsunami events (*sighs*) one sided Greece/Turkey/Japan threesome hints, Japanese Bloomers fetish.
I don't own Hetalia dammit.
The country of Japan was going through a major crisis right now.
Due to a massive Earthquake there was the aftermath of Tsunami waves as well as a power plant malfunction, causing many problems to result in the small island.
Japan grunted as he worked on clearing the rubble and mess, helping his people with the effort. Some of the prefactures were busy in their respective areas but he was the personification of the whole country and had to deal with the ennumi, the emotions of his people more so than the others.
Not too many people reconized him as he treaked through the land, trying to provide food as well as shelter. It was a rough first few weeks, especially since three power plants threaten to go nuclear and explode.
Kiku sighed, he was walking in the outskirts of the mainland, in Hokkaido. It was a good month or so later but he kept going back and forth to the main island to help his people when he could. The Japanese nation was grateful that they still perserved their honor and courage despite the crisis.
'It was such a great year too; the Sapporo festival with Miku, then this happened.' Japan's life as a country wasn't that horrible per say but his personal life was a nightmare. He felt that the tradegy was just the nail on the coffin.
Since the pool incident he has been avoiding Switzerland and a lot of countries in general, including one blond in paticular. "America..." He stared into the spring sky, the small nation donned with a light coat and his hakama pants.
Japan wanted America, he wanted nothing than to kiss the man and tie him up in handcuffs, seeing his bright blue eyes in estascy, his bottom lip poking out. He shook his head and growled, going into the main town in Sapporo.
Japan wasn't exactly on friendly terms with Russia. He loathed the man with a passion, wanting nothing more to see him locked up in another dimision and banished from the Earth forever. The look his violet eyes gave out, of victory and dominace over America, made something stir in the pit of his stomach.
"Are you ok Honda-kun?" Kiku blinked; oh it was the old lady, the owner of the store. She helped out people in need from the disaster and Japan knew her as a child after World War II. She would give him extra winter mochi and Hokkaido Pocky in his bag when she thought he wasn't looking.
"I'm fine Obaasan." The woman took a personal interest in Kiku calling her grandmother, even though the nation was far older than her.
He picked out only the things he needed, giving her a bit extra yen. She tried to deny such money but Japan shook his head.
"It's alright Obaasan." He picked up the bag and gave a curt bow before leaving out of the place.
The nations around the world have been very kind, giving him money and items to help in the relief. He was enternally grateful for such things but he was still a nation and had his pride. He believed his people could go through this without being one hundred percent piggybacked.
No the biggest fear Japan had was that Russia or even his former mentor China would attempt to get him when he was down and try to take over. He could see the Vodka beast doing it, with that horrible smile and those violet demon eyes, his large fingers gripping his collar...
The Japanese man shook his head; no he shouldn't think of such horid thoughts. He hated Russia but he shouldn't think ill will of him when he had more important matters to consider.
Japan took off his shoes and shouted in the empty house. He checked the mail and was surprised to see something from America. It was another care package and he felt a smile reach his cheeks.
"Alfred-kun." He could dimly smell the scent of burgers on the paper. He opened it slowly and it revealed money, random American food, and a letter.
"Hey Japan, my backup sent you a lot of things to your boss but I thought you would enjoy the snacks; I personally made them myself! Don't give up little buddy!
America~"
"Bless him." Even after the vodka beast took the blond princess from the tower, she still had a pure heart that he could not reach.
Kiku munched on the home made chocolate chip cookies and set the rest of the items with the other packages on the table. He got something from most of the countries: France, England, America's twin, Cuba, China, Korea, Vietnam, tons of tear strained letters and best wishes from Taiwan, tons of pasta from the Italian brothers, Germany, and even Turkey and Greece.
The two nations have been having a competition on who could help out Japan the most. Japan tried to tell them off in the nicest way possible but it resulted in a failure. So far Greece had a small lead with his efforts on personally rebuilding some of his people's homes.
'It's like they are suitors fighting for marriage for me.' He couldn't help but laugh at how deeply the two nations had feelings for him.
Japan blinked as he noticed something else on the floor. It was a letter with the seal of the Swiss army. Kiku was surprised since Vash didn't make an effort to contact him since the last gathering.
The Japanese man carefully opened up the letter, sitting on one of his mats, cookie still in his mouth. He read it slowly, scanning over each indivisual word.
"Jap-Kiku Honda:
I do not know what to write in this letter. I thought about ask sister for her opinion on love but I wanted this relationship to stay between us. So after some consideration, I have decided to come to Japan, since you need someone right now after what happened and I wanted to talk to you about the whole matter. I will be there shortly to reside in your home.
Switzerland."
Kiku cocked his head and narrowed his eyes; did he read that right? Vash was coming here? Yes Switzerland was one of the countries that helped him out the most but the country was making a personal visit? He turned the letter over and tried to find a date but there was none post marked. Suddenly the doorbell rang and Japan ran to the door.
"Konnichi wa. Yes who is it?" The black haired nation cracked the door and almost passed out at the site of glaring green eyes. He weighted his options of just telling the Swiss man off or letting him in.
"Ah Switzerland-san, c-come in." Japan sighed and went with the second option; he gestured the blond into his home, being hospitable as usual
Switzerland sighed as well, taking off his boots and coat, leaving him in only a white long sleeve shirt. He sat down in the living room area, legs under him and hands on his knees.
"Do you want some tea?"
"Y-y-yes." Vash breathed in slowly and tried again. "Yes."
Kiku tried to prepare some green tea at least; he didn't have much but he did have enough to get by, especially with all the food that he received from the countries. He could make dishes like natto spaghettini and Karaage.
As the pot started to boil he decided to entertain his guest. "So what brings you here today Switzerland-san?"
Vash twitched at being called his nation name rather than his human name. "I...I just wanted to see you and be here for you."
"That's very considerate but I am fine." Japan sighed and adjusted his position, wiggling his toes. "I sent Hercules-san and Sadik-san home when the attempted to stay here until I was back on my feet."
The blond growled and rose from his position, jealously in his eyes as he moved over. Japan was off put by the emotions in the normally stotic nation. "W...What are you doing?"
"I don't like how those two are trying to be with you when you have me! They are embarking on my territory!" Vash was sitting in Kiku's personal space now, barely an arm length away.
"Have you? What do you mean? I am not an object Switzerland-san." The nation didn't want to discuss this topic; he wanted to put behind his lustful mistakes and just go on with his life. He had enough to deal with mentally.
"You know what I mean Kiku! You took my virginity from me!" Switzerland covered his mouth with his hand, shaking. He counted to ten before moving his hand. "You are suppose to take responsibility because I am no longer suited for any other nation!"
"I know but I can't! I love America!"
There was a hush, only the sound of the tea pot coming from the kitchen.
Japan blushed at his confession. "E...Excuse me!" He ran into the back to set up the green tea, his heart still pounding. The japanese nation tried to steady himself as he poured the liquid into the cups. 'I called out Alfred-kun, America, in front of Switzerland-san.' Kiku couldn't help himself; even after Russia claimed the young nation he still pinned after the man, jealously and annoyance fueling him to take him away from the King Ghidorah. It just hurt his heart knowing that Russia would do nothing but use America as a pawn to take over the world.
Then it was the matter of Switzerland imposing his own feelings onto Japan. 'No, I must talk to him like a rational nation. I have to do this.' He was lost in the moment not once but twice. He was so irrational and turned on by Alfred-kun in that outfit that he wasn't thinking at the pool party. Kiku felt bad but he didn't know what else to do.
Vash on the other hand was enraged. He tried to breath in slowly, not going back on old habits. He wanted nothing more than to yell and take out his gun. 'No, I can't get the person I love that way. Sister would throw a fit if I treated Japan with force and it would hurt me in the long run. No I want Japan to look at me like he does with America.' The blond thought that the pool incident brought them closer but it seemed to only push them away further. He was worried about Japan but it seemed to be the nation wanted nothing to do with him.
Japan came back with the tea; both aquiantances drinking in silence.
"I apologize for acting rash. It's just that..." Vash was careful with his words; he wasn't good at expressing himself. "I-I-I used to be in love with Roderich. We grew up together and I wanted to save myself for him and get married one day. He always used to get beat up by Prussia or other nations. I was the only person for him and he was the only person for me. We told each other everything."
"Then one day he ended up with not only Hungary, but Spain as well. I was devastated. I didn't want to be with a man who was a player." Switzerland recalled the tales Elizabeth told of her husband, the things he did to please the fujoshi girl.
He sipped some tea before contining. "Besides my sister I felt alone. I enjoyed being netural and not having to deal with issues like the loud countries, but I wanted companion ship. Someone else to be with and talk to. Then I met you. We talked about a few things and grew comfortable around each other. But there were things I could not say to you Japan. My own personal feelings that I grew to have for you. I watched you go after America even though he was obvious to your feelings and watch him seek attention, even though he already had yours."
Vash put the cup down with a slam, almost spilling some of the tea out. "Well no more! I consider Russia claiming America as a cursing and a blessing! That insane nation needed someone just like me and what better than a superpower nation!"
"But Switzerland-san you don't understand, Russia is horrible for Alfred-kun..." There was that casual way he said America again! Switzerland growled and inched closer, Japan unaware and staring at his knees through the entire conversation, not trusting his voice if he looked at the blond right now. "I had history with both nations and the only thing Russia wants is to have the world become one with him. He would even destroy his own sisters if they got in his way. I caught them in the middle of the act; Alfred-kun doesn't want to have sex with Russia. No he forced himself-Vash what in the...?"
Green eyes softed at the slip up; Switzerland was back into Kiku's personal bubble. The nation's black eyes were wide and shocked. "Leave them alone and pay attention to me. You had sex with me not only once, but twice. I could understand if the first time was a mistake since all the nations were off hilter, but the second time couldn't have been a conquicidence. "
"I...I...Switzerland-san I can't do that." Japan was stubborn with his feelings. He couldn't just throw them away so casually when it took so long for him to figure them out.
"Is it because America wears those outfits that you like? Is it because he entices you perverted side?" Japan blushed at how Vash had his hands on the nation's knees, grasping his hands on top of his. His face was barely apart from him but he didn't have the nerve to move away.
"I can wear those outfits too! I won't be outdone by some loud mouth idiot!" Kiku blinked at the change in personality and how the blond rose up. He started to strip off his clothes and Japan sputtered.
"W-w-what are you doing Switzerland-san!" The blond ignored him and removed his long sleeve shirt as well as his pants. Japan was as red as the circle on his flag as he seem Switzerland fold his arms wearing only a t-shirt with the Swiss flag and gym bloomers.
"I know you like fetish outfits Kiku so I decided to wear this under my normal clothes." Vash hmfted. "I-I-It's not like I did it to please you or think you would please me later on or anything!"
Japan was speechless but he could already feel his pants sturring and what was inside coming to life. He shook his head no, even as Switzerland moved down approached him. "This is a pointless battle Kiku! I won't lose to America, I won't lose to Greece, and I won't lose to Turkey!"
The Japanese nation shivered as Vash cupped his face and kissed him hard, meshing their lips together in an awkward kiss. He could feel the material of the bloomers against his pants. Part of him wanted to thrust up and grind against the wonderful bloomers but he was still fighting a losing battle.
Switzerland haven't kissed many times before, but the few times he did he remembered what appealed to Japan. The way he would lick the nation's lips hesitantly, parting his lips slowly, turning his head just right so that his hair wouldn't fall in Kiku's eyes. Vash wanted to laugh in triumpth as he felt Japan rank his hands down, touching the center of his back.
The blond pulled back, both tongues lapping in the air, his fingers going through the soft strains of Japan's hair, petting it like fine china. He felt Kiku give a mighty shrudder and pull him back slightly, but still close enough to kiss.
"Vash..." There was this look that shook Switzerland straight to the core and going to his groin. Japan's eyes were blacker than normal, more feral.
"AH!" The blond almost jumped as Japan was tracing his back behind the t-shirt. His other hand latched onto his bloomers and squeezed, fingering the spandex material.
Japan couldn't think; his mind wasn't working anymore. He was only running on his carnal instincts that he kept in check as a nation. Countries like France, Russia, Spain and even England outwardly show them off, but he was one of the many contries that held all his perveseness until it broke free by moments like this.
Vash moaned as Kiku attacked his mouth again, ravishing his lips and biting them. He felt those fingers try to push inside of his ass and he moaned.
"I...want to be on top again." Switzerland made a keening noise and tried to pull back, but Kiku was on him again. The blond gasp as he felt Japan suck and nibble on the exposed skin near his neck.
Vash was trying really hard not to impale himself further on those fingers in his ass, along with the spandex material. He gripped Japan's shoulders, panting at the sensation of being stretched.
"You even wore loose socks Vash; how moe." God he was so hard right now. He wanted to just pound Vash right here on the floor.
Switzerland sucked in a breath. "I want to do this on a bed this time." He heard a mummer of agreement, but Japan was still on his body. It took all of his willpower to try to get up.
Kiku had this farway look in his eyes, almost as if he was drunk. The nation still grabbed onto the blond's hand and lead him to the back. Switzerland was surprised that Japan had a western style bed along with his computer back here.
The black haired nation sat down on the bed, his concious coming somewhat back. 'What am I doing?' He was going to have sex with Switzerland, again. Japan frowned, thinking, until he felt himself being gently pushed back.
"Switzerland-san!" Vash pulled Japan's hakama pants tie loose with his teeth. The knot came out easy and they fell down to his knees. "We shouldn't do this! We should talk rationally! I'm...I'm not ready yet!"
'What happened? He was more than ready and he suddenly developed cold feet?' Vash was tired of Kiku's flux in moods. The blond knew that Japan was one of the worse nations when it came to unresolved sexual tension with himself, using doujinshi, visual novels, or anime to sate his desires rather than having sex.
Japan groaned; his member jumped when he felt Vash's breath near it. Part of him wanted to let go and accept his fate joyously, but there was that tiny rebellious part in his heart that didn't like this one bit. Anything else was cut off from his mouth as Switzerland licked the underside of his member.
There was something about Kiku's member that he could worship. The way the skin covered the entire cock head to tip, the veins that pulsed along with his minstrations, everything. He ignored how Japan was trying to push his head away as he gripped the erection in his hand and pumped, feeling it twitch in his grip.
"Ahhh-" Kiku bit his lip. He fond it futle to push Switzerland off at this point, so he moved his hands on the sides and pulled against the sheets. It was annoying how his body was easily responding to the blond, how he sucked down his cock, pumping what he couldn't get down, and how he had the temptation to try to push the blond's head down further.
'Hm, Japan is really trying to fight this, even with the pleasure.' Vash curled his tongue and gave a flick along the understand of the manhood in his mouth. He felt it expand and Kiku make some kind of muffled noise but that was it.
Switzerland pulled back, some saliva going along with him. "Maybe I should just get on with it, since you don't seem like yourself. What happened to the determined Japan from before?"
Kiku tried to look indifferent, but inside he was annoyed. "T...That was because-"
He was cut off when the blond pulled back his foreskin. Vash pushed it back so that it was under the head, exposing it. The blond gave the tip an experimental lick. "You really should do this more often so you could clean here Kiku."
The pain with aftermaths of pleasure made him almost come then and there. Vash ahh'ed at the slimy pre-cum that splashed on his cheek. "Hm, I guess you're at your limit now. Where is your lube?"
Kiku wheezed, hair in his eyes. He tried to get that fog of lust from his brain. If he really didn't want this he could have fought back, denied Vash from even going this far. 'He's my friend so I never considered him like this or thought he would do this. Maybe...I...I will give this a shot.' He was tired of heartbreak and pain so why not indulge for at least a little while and see how it goes?
"It's on the drawer to the right." Switzerland blinked; he thought the nation would protest more. His heart skipped a beat and he felt himself grinning as he got up and ran towards the drawer in question. When he came back he was all smiles with his eyes closed.
Japan stared; he rarely seen Vash smile. The only times he did was when he was around his sister. No this smile gave off un-bias affection and Kiku was at a loss for words.
The blond pulled the cap off with his teeth and poured a generious amount on his fingers. Hm, the bottle was half way gone already.
"V...Vash-kun." Japan rather top, but the position was making it hard. The blond had a grip on his erection again, pumping it slow, as he pushed one slick finger inside of his hole. Switzerland made a noise of approval; it was still just as tight as it was the first time he had sex with Japan.
"Kiku I would have assumed you do yourself here." The blond gestured by thrusting his finger slightly, curling it upward to touch the nation's walls.
"N-No of course not." The black haired nation huffed and sat up on his elbows. "I haven't tried to touch myself there in years-"
Kiku winced at what he said and Vash only grinned, going back to work. His green eyes focused on preparing the nation as best as he could, adding two, then three fingers. He was still a newbie when it came to this.
Sitting up, Vash push down the bloomers low enough so his trapped cock could come out. He sighed as the cool air of spring touched his manhood to bring some of the heat down. The blond was tempted to stroke himself off but no, that would defeat the purpose of doing this.
Japan considered running, backing out at the last minute, but knew it was silly. He was going to keep his word, pride be damned. He sighed and closed his eyes as he felt his friend now lover crawl back on the bed.
Vash straddled Kiku's hips and lifted his legs up. "Could you at least look at me?" Japan sighed again but complied, opening his black eyes to look at Switzerland. Vash had a lopside grin on his face, making him appear younger than he actually was.
The Japanese nation sucked in a breath as he felt Vash push against his enterance; he could feel the head already go past the first barrier.
Switzerland bit inside of his cheek and grunted; he wanted to do this for so long and now he was finally doing it again. He tried not to lose control at the sensation, to come too soon.
Japan shut his eyes and tossed his head to the side as the member went further inside, finally resting to the hilt.
"Sorry." Vash grumbled, resting his forehead on the other nation. He let go one of Japan's legs to reach around and find his hand, squeezing it. The blond wanted the other man to feel nothing but pleasure, so he was going to make that happen.
"I-I am fine just go." Switzerland pulled out hesitantly and did a swallow thrust, going at a slower pace. He was afraid of going too fast, of hurting the nation, so he moved hesitantly.
Kiku grumbled; he wanted rough sex again. The few times he tried it he couldn't indulge in his fantasies. But the last time was hard, animalistic, and feral on both ends. "Vash-kun could you go faster?"
"Huh? O-Oh..." Switzerland blushed but complied; changing the pace as well as the angle. Japan sighed and arched his hips up, trying to grind himself further into the nations.
The slow drawn out sex was doing something to the blond nation. He gritted his teeth, looking down at his now lover, how his hair was fanned out on the matress, how his cheeks lit up nicely, how there was a thin veil of sweat...
"AH!" Kiku yelped as Vash leaned over and started to pound into his body harder. He groaned, his anal walls trying to push in further in.
"Herrlich, gerade so herrlich und wundervoll. (Gorgeous, just so gorgeous and wonderful.)" The Swiss nation felt his hair tickle his face but he didn't care. "Je suis perdant moi-même à vous. (I am losing myself to you.)"
Japan writhed on the bed, feeling his mind sink further and further. He couldn't focus on anything but the body on top of him. 'Good...so good!' He gripped Switzerland's hand harder, feeling his body already rushing to climax too soon, his eyes screwed shut. 'No...No...! I want to last longer!'
Hot lips crashed onto his mouth and he moaned, snaking his tongue alongside the Swiss nation's. One final push into his pleasure spot and he came, feeling his cock spurt between their bodies. Vash groaned into the kiss and felt how Japan was draining all of his essance into his lithe body.
"Kiku."
"Mmmm?" Japan was on his side, half asleep and under the comforter to his bed. After their coupling he did a lot of troublesome reflection and came to the conclusion that he wasn't over America, but he didn't deny Switzerland's love anymore either. 'I could love him, it would just take some more time.'
"Do you want me to wear more outfits like before?"
Japan woke up then and turned around, looking into green, youthful eyes staring from under his blanket. Even though Vash was a nation he was still naïve in some conceptions of the world.
"I...hai." The Japanese man blushed and ran a hand through his hair; he needed to clean himself up. They both did.
Switzerland smiled; feeling his heart soar. "Ok just tell me because I want to please you."
'Please me, Please me, Please me...' Japan felt those words ring like a matra in his head; this had to be a situation from a otome game. He was getting hard again thinking about it.
King Ghidorah is a reference from Godzilla
Sapporo festival is an annual winter festival in Hokkaido, Japan. This year they had a Sapporo version of Miku with limited edition items, winter Mochi, stands, and tons of other goodies and fun. There was even a snow Miku made in honor of the festival as well. The goods are limited edition so good luck finding them!
Obaasan: Grandmother
For those who do not know, it is common in Japan to greet yourself/make yourself noticed when you enter your home or other people's homes.
Natto spaghettini is a kind of Japanese pasta dishes that is made with European pasta. Karaage is Japanese fried chicken
Switzerland is wearing a typical Japanese school gym outfit.
Otome game is basically a Japanese dating video game. Japan is saying that Vash is acting like a reaction from such a game.
