Medicine = Magic [RoChu Fanfiction]

Chapter Ten

"Aah, yes, I think so as well, though 'weird' may not be the politest word for it." Japan hummed as he drummed his fingers on the edge of the table.

"Meh," America sighed, a rustling sound in the background giving away how he was sitting down, "I'm still pretty strongly politically against him, my boss is kind of telling me I should dislike him as well, though they also said that for Russia and I can sometimes get along with him..."

Japan hummed again, nodding to himself though he knew America couldn't see it, "I know Alfred. I know, but I kind of want your help..."

"Why?" America asked, sneezing loudly at the end of his statement, "Sorry man, been a little 'bleck' recently..."

"Oh are you okay?" Japan asked, furrowing his brow.

"Yeah yeah, just a little 'bleck' not like I wanna die or something, why do you want my help? And with what? You got Russia for that."

Taking note of how he only called Russia 'commie' to his face, Japan scratched the back of his head, "I just don't know how long I can get along with Russia, it's not that I don't like him as a person, it's more that our governments will try to split us up..."

Breaking off to let America sneeze again, Japan glanced to the window of his kitchen before continuing, "and, between me and you, I don't really trust them together."

America laughed loudly, "Same dude! I mean, it's probably not a good idea to have a comunist power and a formerly communist power together."

"Hai..." Japan smiled softly, his eyes becoming sadder, "Russia is going to talk to China again, though he said it was to apologize for scaring him, it's not related to this."

"Scaring him?" America snorted, "How?"

Japan blushed, "He broke into his house..."

America let out a loud guffaw, "What?! Oh man, that's so... like, great but not great! That is so expected of him!"

As America continued laughing, Japan struggled not to start to laugh as well, his face pulling into a wide but closed-mouth smile, the skin around his eyes crinkling into lines that only occasionally showed.

"Okay okay," America sighed, his smile still evident in his voice though he had stopped laughing, "I'll help you, but just for you, not Russia or China."

With a soft smile, Japan nodded, "Thank you America, that is very appreciated."

"But dude," the American said, sounding suddenly uncertain, "what do you want me to do exactly?"

Japan shrugged, for a moment forgetting that his friend couldn't see him, "I... I don't have anything specific yet... but I will eventually if that is alright."

America snorted and Japan hurriedly spoke again, "I- I mean, I'm sorry Alfred, I'm sure we could find a job right now-"

The American again cut him off, "No no no," he smiled, "I don't mind at all, my lazy ass can barely get out of bed most of the time, and I had some business to deal with for my states, when you have a job for me you can call me!"

Japan exhaled, blushing slightly, "This is a major relief, thank you very much Alfred-san..."

"No problem!" He grinned over the phone, "And when you find out what ever you're looking for from China please come over, I miss you buddy!"

Japan's face twisted into another smile, "Thank you America, I miss you also."

"Always," America grinned, "when you can come I want you to meet Texas though,"

"Haven't I...?" Japan frowned confused.

"No no," his friend laughed, "you met Alambama and Louisiana last time we were down South, Texas was away in a meeting with José and Eduardo in Mexico, probably arguing about something..."

"Really?" brushed the small Japanese man again, "I didn't know..."

"Nah it's fine!" America smiled again, "I hope you have a fun time or whatever meeting up with Russia or however it's going to go, if you don't mind, I kinda have a government meeting that I'm late for already,"

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Exclaimed Japan, "さようなら America-san!"

"Bye!" America giggled as he brought the phone away from his ear, pressing one of the buttons to end the call.

He sat on the couch for a moment, processing his conversation. It wasn't like he was annoyed by it, he really did appreciate Japan's trust in him, it was one of his favorite things about his ally.

But he was also well aware of how much he clashed with Russia. Again, it wasn't straight up hate, he had hoped for a friendship at some point, maybe more than just that, but this wasn't the time. The Cold War had only ended a few years earlier and he was sure that Russia should have had better things to do than worry about someone who he had so recently disagreed with.

It was true that Russia and China were allies and America was mildly aware of the fact that they had known each other much much further back since they were both very old nations. It had something to do with Mongolia, he knew that.

Russia just... didn't seem like a person who would genuinely worry about something as random as one outburst.

It didn't feel right.