~AN~ I'm back! I hope the people who read this think my fail attempts at sexual situations are enjoyable...XD I hope Japan's in character, I've never written him before! The story's setting at this point is 2010.

Summary- The other nations have noticed America has started wearing these weird, colored bracelets. What do they mean? The nations are determined to find out.

~Disclaimer~ I do not own Hetalia.

Color of third broken bracelet- Orange

Meaning- wearer is willing to kiss

Slight pairing alert: America/Japan or Alfred/Kiku

Warnings: Maybe slight OOC-ness...?

Last minute note: This moment takes place 5 months(April-Mayish of 2010) after the second bracelet incident, and this happens before Japan's tsunami and earthquakes. Please keep Japan, and its people, in your thoughts and prayers!

America sat on the beach towel, enjoying the cool sea breeze. Japanese beaches really were nice places. He could sit on this beach forever. The tall blonde laid back on the towel, and started to dose off, until he heard a voice.

"America-san, I brought you a drink." Alfred sat up and turned to face Japan, the shorter holding a drink with a little umbrella sticking out of it. The American smiled at the shorter nation. He took the drink, thanking Kiku. Alfred took a long sip of the fruity liquid. Refreshing. America noticed that Japan was still standing.

"You can sit down, Kiku. I won't bite." Japan blushed furiously, glad that Alfred had not acknowledged that he had been staring at the taller man for the last 5 minutes. Kiku sat down next to Alfred, his emotions under his control once again. America was looking out at the ocean, smiling serenely. Kiku could not help but stare. Again. America was shirtless, so that was one of the reasons why Japan was staring. The Japanese man started blushing again as he imagined he and Alfred doing some very naughty things. Alfred's chest and arms were just so muscular. His face was not that bad either.

"Hey, Kiku, are you getting too hot in the sun? Why is your face so red? Do we need to go back inside?" Japan quickly looked away.

"N-no, America-san. I'm perfectly fine." Kiku supressed his blush, putting his neutral expression back in place. They were quiet for awhile after that. Japan noticed something shining out of the corner of his left eye. He turned toward the light and noticed exactly where the light was coming from. America's bracelets were reflecting the sunlight.

"Do you like my bracelets, Japan? Which one is your favorite?"

"I think the orange one is rather nice, America-san. It reminds me of orange coral."

Alfred removed the bracelet and held it out to Kiku. The shorter man took it hesitantly, he was not used to getting gifts.

"Thank you." Japan held the bracelet in his slender fingers, admiring the color.

"Your welcome, hero's should always be generous!" America said, laughing loudly in his annoying- adorable- laugh. Suddenly, a bird swooped down and grabbed the bracelet in its beak. Both nations gasped at the same time. The two countries were soon caught in a game of tug-o-war with the bird for the orange bracelet. SNAP! Japan and America let go of the accessory after they heard the snap. The bird flew off with its prize.

"I apologize for that, America-san. I will buy you a new orange one, just like it."

"That doesn't matter, Kiku." Said man shivered at the lower tone of the other man's voice. He slowly turned his focus from the direction the bird had went to the other nation's face. The look in America's eyes made Kiku's heart beat a little faster.

"W-why doesn't it matter that I broke you bracelet, America-san?"

"That's what you supposed to do with them." Japan squeaked slightly when Alfred gripped his hips and jerked him forward. Kiku's forehead was resting against America's, their lips only an inch apart. The small dark-haired man wanted to close the short distance, but the other beat him to it. Japan noticed Alfred's lips were soft, like little pillows. Kiku did not need to be asked twice to start kissing Alfred back. They kissed for what seemed like hours, a least it felt that way to Japan. The dark-haired nation moaned lightly and the blonde pulled away abruptly. Both nation's were breathing heavily. America smirked at Japan's flushed cheeks and lust-filled eyes.

"3 down, 13 to go.", the blonde said breathily. Japan did not understand what that meant. Alfred stood so quickly, Kiku had to wrap his arms around America's neck to keep from falling.

"Let's go swimming!", Alfred yelled as he ran toward the ocean with the smaller nation in his arms. Japan just enjoyed being in America's arms.

~AN~ Another one done! This is my favorite one shot, as of right now. I have a large soft spot for America/Japan. Beware the next chapter, France is the one who breaks the next bracelet...XD