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Japan x Shy!Reader - Bookclub - REQUEST - ONE SHOT "Kiku! You're so embarrassing, aru!" a man with long, dark, brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and Chinese accent stomped out of the front doors of his college class. Following him was a boy with short, jet black hair and a very red face.
"Yao-san," the teen named Kiku said in a very heavy Japanese accent, "I didn't know she was arrergic to sakura frowers!"
"Well I'm never getting dating advice from you again, aru!" Yao spun around to face the other teen with a scowl. Just minutes ago, Yao was giving the girl he had a huge crush on a bouquet of sakura branches. Only for her to be coughing and hacking seconds later. "The least you

JapanxReader - So Much For Good First Impressions

~*~Flashback~*~

You were late. Very late, and you knew that the teacher would not be impressed. Your bag smacked against you with every step as you ran down the road, (h/l)(h/c) hair falling in your face. You had to pass by the library to get to your school, usually stopping in if you had the time. Unfortunately, this morning that was not an option. As you passed, however, you suddenly bumped into someone, your hair blocking your view. You accidentally dropped your bag and then realise that the person, whoever was coming out of the library, had dropped their books.
“Oh my god, I am so sorry!” you said, crouching to gather the books

Japan X Reader - Christmas Eve

The snow swirled down from the clouded winter sky and landed on a figure lying in the snow. Though it was cool and wet, this person didn't care, she was just relaxing in the chilling snow. Jeans getting soaked and sending chills throughout her body. Still she didn't care how fast her body temperature was dropping. Fact was, she loved lying in the snow.

Crunching sounds grew louder as someone approached. You sighed and slowly opened [e/c] eyes when the sound stopped, sounding somewhere off to her side.

With your eyes adjusting to the brightness the snow seemed to make the world, you saw a familiar figure with short bl

Starting Over JapanxReaderTea was your one cure-all. No matter what was wrong with you, be it a headache, a stomachache, or even just a plain bad mood, tea always put you right back on your feet.
And god could you use some right now.

You groaned and buried your head in your hands as Alfred started shouting again in his “hero voice” about some global warming plan he’d come up with. You loved your friend, you really did, but today was just not your day; and having to listen to him shout wasn’t what you needed. Your head already felt like it was about to split in two, and listening to Alfred’s voice was never something that someone with a m

Playing ninja (JapanXReader)You giggled quietly, trying hard not to make yourself too obvious. Why you ask? Well, currently you were hiding from your otaku boyfriend. Not that he knew, he’d gone to the kitchen to get snacks and drinks fit for the most epic of anime marathons that evening.

And of course, your first reaction was to dive underneath the covers of his bed, flattening yourself to the best of your possibility. You were hoping to give him a good scare.

“(y/n)-chan?” Kiku scanned his bedroom, a tray with food balancing on his palms.

You suppressed a chuckle and held your breath as you heard him. After putting the tray on his desk, Kiku smile

JapanxReader- The ArtistJapanxReader- The Artist
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Kiku was pacing down the street, each step with anticipation. He was heading to a nearby book shop for his new manga. It wasn't popular, but he enjoyed it. The book shop actually accepted new mangas from new artists. He walked into the small shop and heard the small bell chime. He had a personal favorite. He didn't know their real name, since they used a pen name so he always said (pen name). He walked to the back of the small shop and scanned through the titles until he found his book. He smiled as he picked it up and started going through it as he began to walk to the desk to pay for it.

Japan x Reader: Getto DazeYou were getting ready to go to the mall with one of your school friends, [f/n]. Since this is a reader-insert story, of course we have to describe what you're wearing in great detail. Just as in most other times when you went out in public, your outfit had a character theme- a kind of casual cosplay. And as usual, you figured [f/n] wouldn't be too happy about it... But hey, at least you weren't going out as a full-fledged, hardcore cosplay! She really hated that. That was why going places with Kiku was so awesome... But after he had arrived, you barely did anything with the other girls anymore, so you figured that this little Kiku-free excur

JapanxReader: Merry Christmas, KikuJapnxReader: Merry Christmas, Kiku
(NOTE: Your in high school and Kiku was the transfer studentlast year. And you are friends with Feliciano and Ludwig.)
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Kiku was awfully silent a bit. "Something the matter, Kiku?" I asked him. "Nothing _______-chan." He said. I pouted then just gave him a worried smile. "So where are we going?" I asked him. "We are going to Alfred's house for a party." My japanese friend said. He was a transfer student last year and I became his first friend. I started to develop feel for him. Though I don't know if he would like that because he is very shy and doesn't like people going up at hi

JapanXReader- A sea-rious crush.

A Sea-rious crush.

JapanXReader.

"Kiku...! Kiku-kun!" You called as you ran towards said person. You held your hat with your hand as you securely held a strap of your gym bag while you ran, not wanting to be late.

"Ah, ___-San, Ohayo." Kiku bowed to you politely as you appeared in front of him, panting from running.

"Mo...Morning, Kiku." You Panted as you calmed yourself from what seemed a mile from running, or so you though. You then looked up at him and gave him a smile. "How are you?"

"Very hot actuarry." He said fanning himself with one of his hand fans. "Today is a very hot day." he said looking above to the blue sky, the blazing su

Cootie Catcher(Chibi!Japan x Chibi!Reader)You walked into your small class room. You looked around at your new classmates and smiled, seeing your friend Feliks. "Hi Feliks!" You greet him, smiling.

"AMG! (Y/N) I like haven't seen you in forever!" He replies hugging you. You giggled at your valley-girl friend. "So, like, what did you do over the summer girly?"

"Oh I learned how to make a cootie catcher, it tells fortunes~" You say getting an 'Ooh' From him.

"Like you totally have to show me how to- TORIS~! GET OVER HERE!" he motioned at his friend Toris who came over.

"Hello (Y/N)" He greeted you.

Just then a new kid came into the class, he had dark hair and beautiful emotionless

Dream. - Tsundere!Japan x Reader.

Water this deep, you shouldn't have stepped into.

Your hand clutch tighter to the red charm as you reach into your final moments.

Trying to remember this man was a pain in the head, but it was necessary before you give yourself in to Kami.

He was from the wealthy Honda clan as you were born in a poor house. Kiku was affluent and grew up to be successful, just as his family would like him to be. He was a bit antisocial, always locking himself in. His family wanted Kiku to find a wife; someone they know will take care of him when they were gone.

Their first and final try came to you, their neighbor's daughter - (Nam

Tie Troubles- Boyfriend!Kiku x Reader

“Kiku-chan we’re going to be late!!!” you yelled, looking in every direction for your boyfriend. Where was he? It was almost time for the school festival to begin, and your class was opening up a café for the day. You and Kiku had signed up to be waiters for an hour long shift… but where was he?

“____-chan, I’m over here…” you heard his muffled voice coming from around the corner. You ran towards the direction his voice was coming from excitedly. The waiter’s costume was really cute… and you couldn’t wait to see what he looked like!

When you finally found him, his b

Surrounded by Cherry Blossoms Japan X Reader

Spring was finally here, the last of the snow had disappeared until next year and the warmth of the sun could be felt once again. Every year around this time you went to watch the cherry blossoms bloom with Japan. He'd had taken you once and it had remained a tradition ever since. You heard a knock on your door at the usual time, knowing it must be Japan you opened up and let him in. "Good morning Japan."

"Good morning, you look nice. You're ready to go see the blossoms today right?" He smiled, already knowing your answer.

"Of course I am." You took his hand and began leading him down the grassy path you two had created over time. "

Japan X Reader - Karate ClassWrapping the sash quickly around your waist, you hurried through the glass door and into the dojo, where Sensei Honda was sitting cross-legged on the wood paneled floor. You bowed as soon as you entered, “Kon'nichiwa, sensei.”

His calm chocolate eyes looked up at yours, “Kon'nichiwa, (Name)-san.”

“I’m late…again.” You cringed as you stood in the doorway. “I’m not very good at this, am I?”

Frankly-no; you were not good at this at all. You had been doing karate for a little over six months, and you were still embarrassingly bad at it, which was why Sensei Honda offered to te

NorwayXReader 7minutes

You woke up to your phone. It was a text from America.
"Hey guys! We're having a seven minutes in heaven...party thing! So get yo asses over here by 6pm!" You looked at your clock nonchalantly, assuming it was only be 10am. Much to your surprise, you slept until 5pm! You hopped out of bed and ran to the shower.
You rushed a shower and clothing;immediately running to America's house.

You were just in time.

"Hey,____! I'm glad you made it! After all, this would be pointless without you." He took you into the house where everyone was gathered, waiting for your arrival.

"Hey there, ___! It's good to see you!" Finland waved and handed you

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JapanxReader-Christmas Cake- REQUEST

by ~AnnaMayZee, Dec 13, 2012, 2:51:50 PM
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You stared at the cook book in frustration. How hard could it be to make Alfred's Christmas cake this year? Sure, his request was a bit ridiculous. He wanted a cake with three tier cake with neon yellow frosting and Christmas lights all around it.
Okay, it was extreme.
But how could you turn him down? He took you on a guilt trip and reminded you about all of the times you owed him by showing up late to the conferences or making him eat a salad from McDonalds instead of his beloved hamburgers. The only problem was, well, you weren't a cake expert. And it was Christmas eve. You couldn't buy one because Alfred made you promise YOU would make it. Think, who is excellent at cooking? Well that crosses Arthur out.
DING!
Kiku! Duh, how obvious! He's amazing at cooking! Even if he is shy and refuses to make eye contact with you at meetings, you knew that he would come over an help, right? You picked up your phone and dialed his number, tapping your foot to the beat of "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer".
"Herro?" he answered.
"Hey, Kiku!" you smiled even if he couldn't see. "How ya doin'?"
He hesitated, "_______-san? Er, fine thank you. And you?"
"Oh, I'm doing great!" you twirled the phone's cord in your fingers. "I just need you to do me a favor."
"Hai?"
"Would you come over and help me bake Alfred's Christmas cake?" you pleaded.
There was a pause before he replied, "I-I guess I could-"
"Thanks!" you exclaimed before hanging up, a satisfied grin on your face.

The door bell went off as you started the oven. You wiped your hands on your apron and ran to the door before yanking it open and revealing Kiku standing in the winter night. His nose and ears were tinted pink from the cold and he had a scarf pulled up over his chin.
"Good evening, Kiku!" you smiled and opened the door wider, granting him access inside. He bowed and stepped in removing his scarf and shoes at the entrance. You showed him to the kitchen and told him about the cake.
The Japanese man's face showed that he was disgusted, "A yerrow cake?"
"Well, yeah." you looked down at your toes timedly. "Is something wrong with that?"
"I don't want to sound rude," he began, "But hai. Cakes are not supposed to be yerrow. We wirr make a traditionar Japanese Christmas Cake for Mr. Arfred's party."
"A Japanese Christmas Cake?" you repeated the line slowly, making sure you heard right. "I dunno if Alfred will like that-"
Before you could say anything else, Kiku's sleeves were around his elbows as he began digging through your fridge, We wirr need eggs, frour, sugar, baking powder, and mirk."
You were surprised at the usually quiet Japanese man's take in action. He was always so calm and quiet you didn't expect him to be so demanding. Especially in the kitchen. You dug around in your cabinets before pulling out the bag of flour then the bag of baking powder.
"The sugar is in that bowl over there," you pointed out, leaning on the counter.
"Arigato." Kiku said as he closed the fridge with butter, two eggs and a carton of milk in his arms. "Where are your cooking suppries?"
You blinked and pointed to the cabinet next to you then watched as he yanked it open and looked through it, his face full of determination. It was kind of cute. You wouldn't lie and say that you didn't enjoy the Japanese man's company because you did! The way he blushed when you said his name and when he got excited over rice for lunch. It was all too cute! It was extra nice you get to spend Christmas eve with him.
You watched with interest as he scooped a cup of flour out of the bag and into a bowl then as he dumped a tablespoon of baking powder into the bowl as well. Tapping your fingers on the counter, you pressed the power button on your radio and swayed along with the Christmas carols. Kiku was completely unphased and buried in his work to even stop and recognize the song.
"Do you like Christmas songs, Kiku?" you asked, breaking his concentration.
"Werr," he continued to work, stirring the eggs in a different bowl, "I never rearry risten to Christmas music."
"I listen to them every year. I just love them!" you smiled as you lost yourself in the memories of sitting by the fire with your family and singing along to these carols.
Kiku nodded politely and began to add pinches of sugar to the eggs as he stirred. You watched in interest. He made cooking look so easy.
"Did you know," he looked up from his stirring, "Christmas cakes are eaten on Christmas eve. It is a tradition."
"Do you eat them by yourself?" you asked sadly.
"Hai," he nodded and turned his attention back to stirring the eggs. He put the bowl down and poured the milk into a pan followed by some butter. He placed the pan on the stove a flipped the stove on. "I spend Christmas arone."
That's so sad you thought sadly.
"Every year?"
"Hai," he nodded again and added the melted butter and milk to the egg and sugar mix then began to stir. The only sound heard was "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" playing on the radio.
"Do you need help?" you asked standing up straight.
"Wirr you prease get me some whipped cream for the icing arong with some strawberries?" he asked politely as he poured the entire mix into a pan and began to smooth it. You nodded and fetched the things he needed for his cake. He looked up and gave you a gentle smile before sliding the cake mix into the oven. You tilted your head.
"Kiku?"
"Hai, ______-san?"
"You have some cake mix on your face." you pointed out, trying to hold in a laugh. Kiku's hands shot up to his face as he tried to wipe it off but you stopped him.
"I got it," you said flirtatiously. You wiped it off his cheek then licked it off your finger and smiled, "'S good!"
His face was as red as Santa's suit, "_-______-san!"
"What?" you raised a finger to your lips coyly. He shook his head nervously.
As you waited for the twenty minutes to pass, you studied Kiku closely. His brown eyes looked tired and he looked weary. You narrowed your eyes and quickly ran into your room, shouting a "Be right back!" over your shoulder at him. You ran to your bed stand and dug around in your dresser. Your hands came across a piece of paper and marker. Perfect you thought with a smile. You quickly began to write and write and write until...
"_______-san?" Kiku poked his head into your room. He flipped the light on and saw you sitting at your desk hunched over. He touched your shoulder gingerly, "_______-san?"
You were asleep. Kiku smiled at how adorable you looked with your (h/c) hair framing fro face just right. He just wanted to whip out a pencil and paper and sketch you! But that would be creepy. His eyes wandered to the piece of paper beneath you and skillfully slid it out from under you. It read; "Dear Kiku, I'm sorry I dragged you over here to make this cake for me. I'm also sorry you spend Christmas alone every year. Since I'm too lame to ask you in person, I'll write it, 'Would you like to spend Christmas with me?'"
Kiku's face flushed as he put the paper back down next to you. H eleaned down and kissed your cheek, "Hai, ______-san. Arigato."
You shifted slightly in your sleep then sat up, "Kiku? What happened- Oh! My note!"
Kiku handed it to you awkwardly, "H-here."
You smiled and handed it back, "So you will stay with me for Christmas?"
His face reddened even more, "I-I guess I could-"
"Hooray!" you cheered and kissed his cheek, "C'mon let's go finish the cake togther!"
He blinked then smiled, "Hai. ______-san?"
"Hm?"
"Merry Chrismas."
You smiled and grabbed him by the collar and yanked him into a kiss, "Merry Christmas, Kiku."