You stared at the DVD store. You were going to buy the Hetalia movie; Hetalia: Paint it White! You were so excited you even wore your Italy cosplay outfit. You walked in and say a boy that looked just like Japan. You assumed he was going to buy the same thing, you walked over to the anime aisle and found the section for Hetalia. You ran your finger over to the movie titled Hetalia: Paint it White! you grabbed the case and looked the movie over and hugged it against your chest.
You skipped to the counter and set the movie there softly. You watched as the man punched in the price of the disc. You handed him $30 and got $5 back. You excitedly hurried yourself with getting out the door. In the process walking into the man that you had seen, earlier that you thought looked like Japan.
"Hai, I am sorry," he said quickly.
"No, I walked into you sorry," God his accent was driving you into fangirl mode.
"Oh, I am sorry my name is Honda Kiku," he apologized again.
By now you were annoyed with his apologizes but when he said his name you were wondering if it was just an odd coincidence he had the same name as Japan and looked just like him or if it was something more. "Well, my name is ___ ____," you answered.
"Hai, you got the last copy," he told you pointing at the case you held against your chest, "Can I come and watch it with you sometime?"
You nearly squealed the highest-pitched fangirl squeal ever, "Of course," you handed him your adress on a sheet of paper, "I'll wait to watch it with you,"
"Hai, thank you," he looked at you as though he expected something, "Oh, I was wondering if you had a date in mind?"
"A-ah, date?" you blushed,
"I mean what day," he explained, "How's next saturday?"
"G-good," you mentally slapped yourself several times.
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You sat up in your bed on a sunny saturday afternoon. 'Shit' is your only thought as you look at the time. You jump out of bed when you hear a knock at your door. You pulled on a skirt and a hoodie, and ran to the door. You look up to see the Japanese man standing there holding his puppy and his blanket. You smile and step out of the doorway.
You walked into your kitchen and grab the unopened movie. You walk into your den and hop on the couch and hand Kiku the box. He stares at it and begins to pull the plastic film off the case of the movie. You stare in excitement as he took the cardboard of the plastic case and opened the case and looked at the disc you had anticipated. You hopped over and opened the DVD player and let Kiku put the DVD in and sit on the couch softly. You jumped to the side of him.
You stared as the countries began to talk about the Pictonians. You fangirl squealed when you saw Italy drawing faces on them with his permanent marker. You laughed when Germany yelled at the others and gave them a guilt-trip like a child would.
"I suppose even Germany can be childish," you whispered whimsically to Kiku.
He nodded at you and stared at the screen again. You went on like that throughout the movie, when it was over you got up and went to you bedroom and put on your Italy cosplay outfit.
"Let's go get some pasta!" you yelled, deep down though pasta sounded really good!
"One second Ita-chan," he walked to your bathroom whence you told him where it was.
Your chin dropped when he came back in a Japan cosplay outfit. You walked up to him and pulled his jet-black hair, he let out a grunt of pain. "100% real hair!" you squealed.
"Ita-chan let's go, you can call me Japan, for now at least," he told you and put a leash on his puppy.
You went back into your room and brought your cat with a harness and leash. Japan nodded and you both walked out the door. You held your cat as he would just sit there and meow at you if you put him on the ground. You didn't feel hungry when you thought about it. You sighed bored and looked back at your house.
"___, you aren't hungry are you?" you cursed yourself at not remembering how good he was at sensing the mood.
You were shocked when he cupped your cheek in his hand and kissed your other cheek. "I'll come by tomorrow ___," he whispered and walked home.