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An AmericaxReaderxJapan story
I hope you like it
You were with your friends at lunch time. One of them told the funniest joke, and
you just had to laugh. Unbeknownst to you, there was a quiet student watching you as
you laughed. A blush erupted on his face when he saw your laughing face.
Kiku’s POV
I quickly looked down to my drawings that I had set on the lunch table. The
drawings were manga ideas that I jotted down. _______ looked a lot like the heroine in
my series, which made me blush even more.
*It’s no doubt.* I thought. *I’m in love with ________–san…*
Looking back up, I saw Alfred, one of the football players, walking up to
_______’s group with a smile on his face. I saw him bend down to _______’s level and
kiss her. I looked down again with tears in my eyes. Now I knew I had no chance with
_______ if she had someone like Alfred as a boyfriend.
Your POV
You smiled at Alfred. He was always there for you, and he never asked for
anything in return. When he broke the kiss, he told me he needed to get back to his
football practice; otherwise, he’d get in trouble. As soon as Alfred left, you felt as though
someone was staring at you. You looked around, and you met a pair of chocolate brown
eyes staring at your [e/c] ones. The student looked away almost as soon as you found him.
Something in your mind told you to find out who that guy was, but you pushed the
thought backed, thinking that he didn’t mean to do that.
The school bell rang, signaling that lunch was ending, so you threw out your trash
before heading back into the school. You walked to your art class humming your favorite
song. During class, the teacher was lecturing about the history of the art of drawing with
charcoal. You quietly yawned to yourself, but you accidentally inhaled some charcoal
residue; you began to have a coughing fit. The teacher and everyone else stared at you
until you were done, causing you to blush at the attention. When the teacher went back to
her lecture, someone slid a water bottle towards you.
“In case you have another fit,” someone whispered.
“Thanks…” You said. Looking around the classroom to see who was there, you found the
guy from lunch. “You!”
“Miss _______! Do NOT talk while I’m teaching!” The art teacher yelled. “Because
you’re generally a good student, I’ll let you off with a warning this time. Next time,
you’ll be sent to the principal’s office. Got it?!”
“Yes, Ms.Millard.” You said sadly.
You spent the rest of the class with your head planted on the table. You ignored
most of the comments tossed around by most of the class, earning a concerned look from
the guy from lunch.
Kiku’s POV
I watched _______ silently regretting her outburst earlier with sadness. _______
wouldn’t have gotten yelled at by the teacher if I hadn’t given her my water bottle. I
watched as how sluggish _______ moved to get to her next class and sadly sighed. I got
up to get to my next class…without _______.
*Baka Kiku!* I thought keeping my head down until I got to my next class.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skipping~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your POV
You sat next to your friends at lunch instead of watching Alfred during football
practice. You tuned your friends’ conversation until they started lowering their voices.
“Hey, what’s with that creep staring this way?” One of them asked, pointing at a nearby
table. “He’s starting to scare me.”
“Who’s staring at our table?” You asked.
“That Japanese guy,” another friend answered.
Looking at him, you identified him as that guy in your art class. You got up and
walked over to him, despite your friends protests. In your hand was his water bottle from
yesterday, and you wanted to return it.
“Hey, you’re the one who lent this to me, right?” You asked, giving him the water bottle.
“I–I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be staring…” He stuttered with a blush on his face.
“Are these your drawings?”
“Ah—ano…”
“These are so pretty~!” You gushed. “Not many people know this, but I like this kind of
stuff. What’s your name?”
“Honda Kiku, but—”
“Honda? Hm, I never knew anyone by that name…”
“Iie! Honda is my surname. My first name is Kiku!”
“Oh, yeah… That’s right. You go by your last name in Japan… Well, my name’s
_______.”
The two of you shared a small laugh. Unbeknownst to you, an angry American
stood by the cafeteria doors glaring at you and Kiku.
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Kiku’s POV
I felt as though I had more of a chance with _______. At least we weren’t
strangers anymore. Walking out of my last class of the day, I saw _______ sitting against
the wall crying. I rushed over to her, wanting to comfort her.
“_______, what’s wrong?” I asked her, kneeling before her. She had covered her face
with both her hands, so her answer came out muffled. “Nani?”
“Alfred broke up with me.” She cried before returning to her previous position. “He
thought that I was cheating on him, but he wouldn’t tell me who I would’ve had an affair
with.”
“There, there,” I quietly said. “You’re a strong girr, and you can get through this. Retting
your emotions out… that’s armost rike me…”
She slowly took her hands off her face after I said that. A small smile made itself
on her face, and I mentally rejoiced. Although, as soon as I rejoiced, _______ began to
cry again.
“What’s wrong now?” I asked worriedly.
_______ got up, pulling me with her, and hugged me tightly. “Thank you,” she whispered.
“_______?” I asked softly, blushing at her touch.
“Yes?”
“I’rr do my best to make sure that you won’t get hurt again.” I whispered, pulling her
close. “If you want, I can wark you home…”
I imagined the small smile on her face as she said, “Yeah… I’d like that a lot.”
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