A/N: I have no excuse for being a lazy author. No, I haven't been busy, and the time I was in Spain I had my laptop with me and I was on it a lot. I apologise for the long wait. I start school again on Tuesday so updates may be even longer. OMG PELT ME WITH TOMATOES BECAUSE I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING –flaps white flag-
DISCLAIMER: I'd be lying if I said Hetalia was mine. If it was mine, all the Hetalia boys will be bisexual so that way I can have them and make yaoi happen at the same time! That way we're all satisfied!
Chapter Two: Embarrass
Dear Alfie, Jr.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THAT WORD MEANS?
I do! I feel so smart because I know it! It took me at least an hour to pronounce it but I know what it means!
It's basically 'hello' in Japanese. Kiku taught me that, if you couldn't tell by now.
I don't know what time it is right now but I know it's late. Wait, let me check.
Okay, it's half past two in the morning and oh my God I cannot sleep. I think Kiku's been asleep for the past...something hours and I can hear him lightly snoring. He's too adorable to resist...
I THINK I JUST DIED FROM A CUTENESS OVERLOAD.
So I went over to check on him as he slept and I might have, just maybe, stayed for about five minutes creeping on him.
Even though it's pretty dark right now I could see how he was lying on his side facing me, all curled up in a ball and stuff. My God, he looks so adorable. I want to snuggle him so badly it's unbelievable.
Guess I better explain what happened when Kiku came in because it's not nice to leave you in the dark, you know?
Okay, so after I was done (ahem) relieving myself, Kiku knocked on the door and I quickly hid all my gay porn/yaoi hentai (I think that's Japanese...it must be, Kiku knows of it) under my bed and told him to come in. So, um, he did.
He had a tiny little suitcase on him for some reason. There must have been barely anything in there apart from the basic essentials.
"Konichiwa, Alfred-san," Kiku greeted me, bowing (I think that's the way Japanese people greet each other but I'm not too sure). He then observed the room and sat himself on the bed opposite mine.
"...Hi," I said back. "What the hell does that mean?"
"What does what mean?"
"What you just said."
"What did I just say?"
That was our insightful conversation that made me find out what 'konichiwa' meant.
Ew, now 'what' doesn't look like a real word.
Anyway...I'm going to try and get to sleep now. Night!
Kiku opened one eye, suddenly blinded by the sunlight gleaming through the window in between his and Alfred's bed. He stretched, trying to wake himself up the best that he could. When he finally managed to open both eyes, Kiku glanced over at Alfred, who was still sleeping soundly, sprawled across his bed with his bed covers half on him and half not.
Kiku got out of bed, yawned quietly and checked the time.
It was early and class didn't start for at least another hour. Still, he decided it was best he got ready in advance. He didn't want to be late.
Kiku unzipped his suitcase and pulled out a towel. Just as he opened the dorm door, he heard an obnoxious yawn come from behind him. Impulsively, he turned around and saw Alfred sat up in his bed stretching, making sounds like a baby dinosaur.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Kiku asked, flashing a sympathetic smile. Alfred shook his head and rubbed his eyes.
"No, it's fine," Alfred's voice was husky and sounded the exact opposite of what he had said. "You taking a shower?"
Kiku nodded and fiddled with the towel in his hands. "Yes."
"Cool," Alfred heaved himself out of bed and got a towel out from under his bed (he hides everything under his bed for some reason). "I'm coming with, is that alright?"
Kiku blushed and watched as Alfred put his glasses on – something he stupidly almost forgot to do – and walk over to him.
"Do we shower together?" Kiku asked obliviously. He really was new to this place. Oh God...he was going to get eaten alive.
Alfred did his somewhat annoying 'hero laugh', as he had dubbed it.
"No, don't worry about that," Alfred laughed, walking out the door, instructing Kiku to follow. "There's a whole bunch of showers down the hall for males and males only, if that helps."
"And they are...closed off?" Kiku curiously questioned, starting to feel nervous. He wasn't used to nudity and to some extent disliked it. Especially if he had to be nude in front of somebody else.
"Of course, dude!" Alfred answered, patting Kiku's shoulder. "You honestly have nothing to worry about."
Kiku nodded and followed Alfred down the hall.
Everything went better than expected for Kiku.
Yes, the showers were closed off.
Yes, he didn't have to be naked in front of anyone.
Yes, he didn't see anyone else naked.
But he did feel embarrassed as he walked back with Alfred to their dorm wearing nothing but a towel, covering everything from the waist down but his feet and lower half of his legs.
When they reached the dorm again, Alfred sat on the edge of his bed wearing only his towel and started to play video games. Kiku nervously sat on his bed, letting his wet hair drip as he was going to use the towel wrapped around his waist for his hair once he was dressed.
Even though Kiku was positive that Alfred was distracted by his video game, he still feel embarrassed about changing in front of him. So he tapped Alfred on the shoulder enough times to finally get his attention. When Alfred looked up upon pausing the game, Kiku politely said, "Do you mind if you leave the room for a few seconds?"
Alfred was about to question him but swallowed his words. Instead, he stood up, threw the game console onto the bed and clutched his towel tight to save his own modesty.
"Sure, dude!" Alfred was halfway out the door by now. "Tell me when you're done!"
"Oh God, I look so stupid out here."
Alfred had been waiting for at least two minutes now, but that, to him, was at least a year. He had his arms wrapped around his chest, even though he didn't exactly have anything to hide up there. By now, all the boys were having last minute showers before class began, so he did get a few funny looks from passer-bys.
"Come on Kiku..."
He was starting to become irritated by now. Alfred kept his head down in order to hide his own embarrassment but he knew he would still get recognised – he couldn't really think of anyone else in the school with his prominent cow lick sticking up like some sort of radar.
"What's the matter, Alfred? Did you get locked out of your own dorm?"
Alfred looked up slightly at the familiar voice. Sure enough, Arthur was standing there, smirking to himself.
"No! Kiku just wants some privacy," Alfred explained, pouting a little. Arthur giggled. Or chuckled, whichever sounds manlier.
"Right," Arthur nodded sarcastically. Well, he was English, so sarcasm ran through his veins. "So, I see you're sharing a dorm with him now."
Alfred nodded. "Yep. Matthew moved out to be with Gilbert."
He scoffed at the name 'Gilbert'.
Arthur tilted his head in confusion and his emerald eyes darted around the place.
"Matthew...?" Arthur whispered to himself. "Who's that?"
"You have a brother?"
"The Canadian one?"
"Oh! Matthew!" Arthur finally remembered who he was.
Seriously, why does no one remember Matthew?
All of a sudden, there was a knock from the other side of the dorm door. Alfred looked sub consciously at the door, as did Arthur, when it opened to reveal Kiku standing there tentatively.
"You can come in now, Alfred," Kiku informed him, opening the door a little wider and stepping back. Alfred nodded at him.
"Alright," he said to him before turning his attention back to Arthur. "Dude, what's our first lesson?"
"Maths," Arthur answered non-chalantly in a heartbeat.
"Got it!" Alfred said after a short pause. He was taking it in as a mental note. "And after that?"
"History," Arthur replied with the same exact tone as last time.
"English, Geography, lunch, P.E., Science, Art, Music, dinner," Arthur closed his eyes and answered, smirking pompously to himself once done reciting the timetable.
Alfred nodded, although he was pretty sure he missed the majority of what Arthur had told him.
"Okay," Alfred dragged the word out, full of uncertainty. "Um, well, I gotta get ready. Seeya in class, Arthur."
Alfred opened his arms, hoping for a hug.
"You too," Arthur smiled, nodding, before walking away down the hall, leaving Alfred with outstretched arms.
He really wanted a hug from him.
Dear Alfie, Jr.
I was going to write an in depth view of my day but then I decided that I didn't want to because Kiku wants to show me something really cool apparently.
I don't know what but it sounds like serious business.
So, here goes –
Maths was so boring I wanted to eat my eyes;
History was so boring I wanted to eat my legs;
English was so boring I wanted to eat my arms;
Geography was so boring I wanted to eat my head;
Lunch wasn't boring because I could eat my lunch instead;
P.E. wasn't too bad because I like sports and stuff and I got to have Kiku on my soccer team;
Science was so boring I wanted to eat my hands;
Art was so boring I wanted to eat my thighs;
Music was so boring I wanted to eat my hair;
AND FINALLY dinner wasn't boring because I could eat my dinner instead.
I just noticed something.
WE DON'T GET SERVED BREAKFAST.
Isn't that the most important meal of the day?
We don't get served it.
Or at least I don't.
What the actual fuck is this?
A/N: Thiiis iiis sooo shooort annnd ruuusheed I apologise~
I like writing Kiku. It gives me an excuse to write Japanese stuff, because my friend likes to call me a weeaboo. I'm not an annoying weeaboo just because I'm interested in Japanese culture – which I have been since I was in Year 3 - and I'm learning the language, am I? Please tell me I'm not T_T
Sarcasm truly does run in our blood. I never noticed how sarcastic we are until my American boyfriend pointed it out to me...
It broke my heart writing 'soccer' instead of 'football'...why must you change the name of our things :'(
See you in my next update which is about two years from now!
Hasta la Pasta~!