Six Days Later
*Beep* *Beep* *Be- *smack*
Before your alarm clock got to the third beep, you hit the snooze button, accidentally knocking it over the edge of the nightstand. It landed on the floor with a thud, but you didn't really care at the moment. You jumped out of bed, grabbed your uniform, and darted for the restroom.
You splashed some water on your face to wake yourself up, considering you just spent the whole night running scenarios of how your first meeting with your pen pal from Japan was going to play out.
You were so excited to meet Kiku, sleep was the farthest thing from your mind. You got dressed and bolted out the door.
You glided down the banister, bypassing all the stair steps, and landed at the bottom with ease. You ran over to Alfred's room and banged on the door, "Alfred, get up! Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes!"
You swung the door open and as you suspected, he hadn't even heard you. Your brother was still in his dreamland. You strode through the scattered McDonald's wrappers and empty Coke bottles, you knew just how to wake him up.
You knelt beside the bed and, in your best Russian accent and fake guy voice, said, "Alfred! Priviet, it is me, Ivan. I came to visit you, but it seems you are asleep. I suppose I will just have to go back to Russia and-"
Your brother jumped up onto his bed, looking every which way, so fast you were amazed that it hadn't broken from the sheer force alone, "Ivan?! Don't go! Just let me clean up and we can hang out!...Ivan...? Aw, man!"
You couldn't hold back your laughter, revealing your location to the freaking out blonde on the bed. Once he realized what you did, he got ready to pounce on you.
You dodged easily and he landed on the floor. You walked over to him, "sorry, bro. But that was the only way I was going to get you up."
He growled into the carpet, "mm fo guna met moo for fis!" You could guess that he meant to say, "I'm so gonna get you for this!"
"Yeah, sure. Anyway, get dressed. I'm gonna go make breakfast. Come on, hurry up, you don't want to keep Ivan waiting~" With that you made your way to the kitchen.
Alfred picked himself up off the floor and rubbed his jaw, making sure it was still intact, before doing as he was told.
Ten minutes later, he was in the kitchen and scarfed down his waffles and maple syrup. You tried to warn him not to eat so fast, but it was too late, there he was banging on his chest like Tarzan trying to get the food to go down.
Finally, he grabbed his glass of orange juice and drank it. You sighed, once he was able to breathe again, you grabbed your bags and walked to school. Your heart beat sounded in your ears with each step and threatened to burst from anticipation when the school came into view.
You and Alfred sat next to each other and waited. Everyone was buzzing with excitement, discussing how awesome or weird their pen pals were.
The teacher walked in a few minutes later, looking breathless and a bit frazzled, "it was a tad bit difficult having to drive a bus to several different airports, but I managed to round up all of your pen pals. Remember they will be staying with you for the rest of the semester, so for two months. I expect you to show them the good old (your state) hospitality and treat them with respect. They will be writing reports on studying in the States and I will be checking in weekly, so I will know who isn't doing their job." After that tirade, she called in the pen pals.
They shuffled in one by one and lined up in front of her desk. You all looked at them and they all stared back. No one said a word. "Don't just sit there, class. Find your pen pal!" the teacher ordered.
Everyone scrambled bumping into each other. You hadn't gotten up yet, you let your eyes scan the room. Everyone was finding their matches, you even saw Alfred talking to a tall boy with a huge coat over the school uniform.
So, that was Ivan, he looked sweet, with that big smile on his face as Al was rambling, awkwardly. It was cute to see your brother get so flustered like that.
You smiled at the scene until you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned to your left and there he was.
He had fair skin, short raven hair, and brown eyes. You stood up, eyes wide, "Honda?"
His smile was warm and inviting, "Hai. It is so nice to finally meet you, ____-san!"
You couldn't help yourself, you flung your arms around him and gave him a big hug.
You felt him stiffen and realized that in the information you looked at about Japanese culture it said that they weren't that big on intimate acts like that or even shaking hands. They weren't stuck up, it was just meant for people who were family or extremely close. You had only just met Kiku and here you were invading his personal space.
You pulled away quickly, "oops, sorry!"
He smiled weakly, "it is fine, I was expecting it, but I still was not prepared for it."
You smiled back, awkwardly, and instead extended your hand. He stared at it, unsure of what to do with it. You chuckled, "we'll start off with a handshake and take it a step at a time. Okay, 'Japan?' "
Everyone in the class was given nicknames of whatever country they were originally from. Luckily, everyone in your class and all of the pen pals were from different countries, except for you and Alfred.
He beat you to "America," so you chose to go by your state's name. But you told "Japan" to call you by your real name at home. He wanted to call you by your last name, but you insisted that he use your first name. Shyly, he agreed.
You spent the first week showing Kiku around your house, the school, and the town. He took the guest bedroom downstairs across from Alfred's bedroom and the guest room Ivan was staying, next to the blonde's.
A month later, Kiku started hearing Russian moans and American grunts coming from Alfred's room. The very next day, a very red Kiku requested to be moved to another room.
You laughed and told him he could take the one next to yours. He wanted to protest, but wouldn't take another night of those inappropriate sounds.
You two, on the other hand, had spent the last month enjoying each other's company. You watched the cool anime he brought from Japan and you took him to the local Barnes & Noble to read manga.
You found it adorable when you saw him read the shounen manga intensely one minute, then become so entranced with the shoujo manga section the next. Other days, you and Kiku would have BlazBlue and Mortal Kombat tournaments. You tied in wins and loses.
This month, the four of you went out to karaoke. Kiku and Ivan even taught you and Al recipes and traditions from their homelands.
One day, you really wanted to take him out to park, but it was raining pretty heavily. So, you and he played Co-Op on Portal 2 while waiting for it to pass.
Nighttime fell and the rain still hadn't let up. You glaring at it though the open door that led to the backyard. By now, you were fed up with the rain, no matter how good the petrichor smelled.
"Ugh, rain, why? Why must you make the day and night all gloomy with your downpour?" you complained. You didn't hate the rain, it just totally messed up your day with Kiku.
"Yes, it may seem gloomy at times," you turned to see Kiku standing beside you. He sat down next to you and smiled at the rain, "However, once it stops, the night sky will be filled with beautiful stars," he turned to you with a smile.
You looked at him thoughtfully, it sounded kinda poetic, "I suppose I never thought of it that way before
You looked again and the stars had cleared. He was right, there was the endless night sky, filled with a sea of stars. "Beautiful
" then he said, "you are
" it was barely above a whisper, so you didn't hear it.
You turned back to him, "Hey, come on!" You grabbed his hand and dragged him outside.
You led him onto the damp grass, the wet blades tickling your feet. Kiku almost ran into you when you stopped abruptly. You spun to face him, "dance with me!"
"But it is still wet out here, ___. Couldn't we catch a cold doing this?" He blushed, still getting used to saying your first name.
"Oh, come on, Kiku! Live a little" you grinned in his face.
His blush turned from pink to crimson, that was the first time you had used his first name. It was always "Honda" or "Japan." He sighed and gave in. You two danced, hands together, basically just spinning in circles. You knew he was actually having fun when he laughed with you as you both spun out of control, causing you to land on your bottom.
You both laid on your backs and stargazed for a while. Then there was a quick flash that shot across the sky and you felt your tummy tingle.
"Look, ___! A shooting star!" Kiku said excitedly, "did you see it? It was white and red!"
You nodded, but you couldn't speak. It was the exact same one from your dream!
"Make a wish" Kiku whispered.
You suddenly became aware of how close he was, even though he had been next to you the entire time. You turned your head and watched him. His eyes were closed and he had put his hands together.
Your heart started pounding in your chest. Though your time with him was short, you knew somewhere deep down that you were falling in love with Kiku.
He opened his eyes a moment later and looked at you, "did you make a wish."
" you followed suit and made your wish, which was also the same as your dream. When you opened your eyes, his eyes were on you.
His eyes softened and without a word he leaned over and kissed you. Your heart was beating so fast, you were surprised it was still in your chest.
When he pulled away, he just smiled, "gomen nasai, but I really wanted to get my wish."
You blinked, "pfft, shouldn't you have asked first?" you smirked.
"Well, I-" he didn't get to finish because you pulled him into another.
You both went inside 30 minutes later and you went to sleep with a smile on your face. And for the first time in a year, you didn't have the dream.
The next day
"I can't believe you two caught a cold from dancing in the rain," Alfred teased while feeding you a spoonful of soup while you sat up on the couch. Ivan was taking Kiku's temperature on the other one.
"Oh, be quiet," you said, smiling while remembering yesterday. You looked over to Kiku, who smiled back at you.