Making Up

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Chapter 1: Sunday

"One whole week…" America said to himself hoping it would sink in. He stood before the illustrious Air Force One preparing to board. "Well I can't hold a grudge forever and now's as good a time as any to patch things up with good old Japan!" he continued as he stepped up the stairs and went into his plane. In about 15 hours he would be in Tokyo. America took a window seat in the front of the plane. He looked at the window and recalled how his sudden trip to the Asian country came about.

"Hey Yo!" America answered the phone in his office casually.

"Hello, Mr. America? This is Japan" replied the voice on the other end of the line.

"Japan? Well how's it hangin'?"

"I am well enough. I contacted you to propose a trip. Since you have not been to my country since the Second World War I thought it might be a good time for you to come and visit."

"Well that's true. I haven't seen you in about twenty years or so" America agreed.

"Yes. If you are not too busy, would you mind being my guest as of this Sunday?"

"Sunday? Yeah I guess, I don't have any plans for the weekend"

"Wonderful. Might I also suggest you spend the entire week here? After all it is a long flight and I have much to show you. This way the trip will be worth your time and I can ensure you see all the highlights that have been developed since your last visit"

"Ok! Sunday it is! See you then!" America agreed and then hung up.

'Going to Japan…' America thought to himself gloomily. He sunk in his large comfy chair and put a hand to his forehead thus shadowing his eyes. 'Japan and I had a treaty and he broke it. He sneak attacked me which brought me into World War Two. I did defeat him though and since I'm the world's hero I even helped him rebuild after bombing the living hell out of him.' America took a deep breath then let it out. He lowered his hand and stood up from his office chair with resolve. 'Ah Hell, it's been twenty years! I can't stay mad about that forever! What would I have done if Britain avoided me forever after the Revolutionary war? And besides Japan's the one reaching out so I don't have to do any real work!' he pep talked himself silently as he left to inform his boss of his trip.

So here he was sitting on the Air Force One on Saturday afternoon as to be in Japan by Sunday morning.

"We will be taking off shortly. Please fasten your seatbelt." The flight attendant informed America over the intercom. America did so and started sifting through his assortment of movies to decide which one he would watch first.

"Mr. Japan, you really don't need to go yourself!" pleaded one of Japan's advisors.

"No. I invited Mr. America here, so it is only right I be at the airport to pick him up. Since the war I have not been able to do business in other countries very well. This means my country is suffering economically. Forgiveness is a virtue and I want to patch things up with America so not only can we do business with each other, but perhaps become close friends. That is my dearest wish" replied Japan as he headed to his car to pick up America.

Japan showed up at Narita airport an hour early. He greeted his people as well as visiting foreigners as they passed. 'I have never been good with foreign peoples but now is as good a time as any to practice. Especially since I want to be friends with America'

"Mr. America! Welcome to my country. I hope your flight was pleasant" Japan greeted happily as America stepped through the gate into the airport.

"It was so long! I thought I was gonna die!" America whined moving his body in odd gestures in an attempt to bring his tired and numb muscles back to life.

"Well it is over now. Please follow me and I will escort you to my home where you can freshen up and relax. We can start the tour of the city tomorrow" Japan smiled. He bowed slightly and then lead America to the exit.

Soon they had arrived at Japan's home. America brought his things to his room and took a long hot shower.

"Man…even a shower hot enough to cook a lobster in wasn't enough to make me feel better…" America said to himself sadly. Half the day was already gone thanks to America trying to figure out how to use the shower. By the time he had freshened up it was already afternoon. Japan introduced America to his furry companions and spoke of the advancements that his country had made since the war.

"When's dinner?" America finally interrupted Japan. "Your history and gardens are cool and all but I'm starving!"

"Oh, we can eat now if you want" Japan replied leading him back into the house. At the dining table were small cuts of meat on either side of the table with a pot of boiling water in the middle.

"No sushi?" America asked kneeling in front of the table.

"Not tonight. I thought we could do meat tonight since you love hamburgers so much. It is not the same as in your country but I hope you will enjoy. You see, you simply take the beef and put it in the water. After a few minutes it is cooked and you dip it in a sauce and eat it" explained Japan. As he spoke he used his chopsticks to give America a visual.

"Your little sticks are so cute!" America said while pulling them apart. After dinner, Japan lead America into a small room with a television. In front of it was a joystick.

"What's this?" asked America.

"I call it a video game. It will not be ready for mass production for quite some time but I thought you might enjoy testing out the proto type" explained Japan. The game was about flying a plane which brought back memories from over twenty years ago. At the end of the game the war was over and the town was rebuilt into an even more beautiful vision than it was at the beginning of the game. By the time they had had enough of the game it was already 11:00.

"Mmm, that game was fun Japan! I can't wait to see what else you have to show me!" America said while stretching. He was in his room now and since Japan had not replied he figured he must of continued on to his own room. The door was left open a crack while America changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed. 'So comfy!' America smiled into his pillow after taking a deep breath and smelling the sweet scent of the sheets.

Just after America had gotten settled in he felt a slight shift and a small creak from the left side of the bed. He had already positioned himself on his side on the right so he could look towards the window. He jumped slightly as an arm slid around him and warm breath found itself on his neck. America looked out of the corner of his eye.

"Ja..pan?" he asked curiously.

"I never properly thanked you for helping me and my people after the war" Japan said softly as he pressed his lips against America's. America went to speak, however as soon as his lips parted Japan allowed his tongue to find entrance to his mouth and captured his tongue. A few moments passed. Japan's eyes were closed in the enjoyment of the moment while America watched him with a confused expression. After a few minutes the kiss was broken.

Japan wasted no time and began to kiss America's jaw line and make his way down his neck.

"Japan, wait! I don't understand!" America shrieked quietly. Japan had made his way to America's collar bone before he spoke.

"What is to understand? I am giving you the most gratifying means of a thank you for all you did for me"

"That's why I'm confused! What you're doing should be done by a woman! I know some countries have customs where men kiss but they don't kiss like this!"

"Mr. America, have you never been touched by a man before?"

"Of course not!"

Japan looked at him seriously for a moment, then smirked.

"Then I will have to teach you. When you are gratifying someone it does not matter if you are a man or a woman. All that matters is if pleasure is derived from the act. Japan placed his lips upon America's again. As they kissed, Japan used his hand to push America onto his back and from there he swung a leg over him. Japan kept America's mouth busy while he let his hands sneak under his night shirt and roam his well toned chest. Once he reached America's left peck he rubbed his fingers over the sensitive nipple.

"Haa-hmmm" America gasped into Japan's mouth as the friction from his fingers hardened the small pink bud. Noticing America's reaction Japan again began kissing America's features until he reached his collar bone. Japan's eyes became small excited glints of light as Japan used both hands to pull America's shirt over his head and discard it to the floor. Was the shirt was gone, Japan brought his tongue over to the right nipple. First he licked it as a cat would lick milk. Once it started to hardened he used his teeth to lightly bite and tease him. America bit his lower lip in hope of quieting his moans. Japan then slowly brought his tongue down America's torso stopping just above his navel. America jumped as Japan approached it.

'He must be ticklish!' Japan smiled sweetly at him. He quickly kissed his lips again. America looked at him with glazed eyes.

"Do not worry, I will take very good care of you" Japan smiled again as America blushed. As he said this Japan skillfully slid his hands down America's legs and discarded his pants. Once gone, Japan gently touched America's member. America's eye twitched at the touch. Japan started off gently but then increased his rubbing on America's dick. It soon grew larger and the pesky white briefs were now clearly too tight. Japan took his hand and before removing the underwear gave America's butt cheek a hard, friendly squeeze.

"Oh!" America let out at the unexpected squeeze. Japan examined America's organ.

'It is true that those in the west are considerably larger than we who hail from the east' he determined. Never minding that Japan leaned down and gently kissed it. America's blush deepened and he looked to the side, embarrassed. After kissing to America's sac he skillfully licked his member as if it were a lollipop. Once it was covered in saliva Japan lightly touched the tip of his tongue to the head of America's dick. Then he slowly took America's length into his mouth.

"Ohh!" America moaned audibly. 'It's so hot…so wonderful! But-' America forced himself up on his elbow. "Japan. This really isn't necessary! You've thanked me enough" Before America could continue Japan took his hand and squeezed it, indicating it was fine. As Japan bobbed his head America watched him. With Japan's eyes closed as he focused America didn't feel as uncomfortable. Japan would let his saliva fall at the base and he would suck hard and slow as he came back to the top. His slow but steady pace was driving America insane.

"Ja-Japan- I-!" America attempted to warn through his ecstasy but inevitably he came into Japan's mouth. Japan slightly surprised let his eyes snap open and he released America before swallowing.

America breathed heavily for a few minutes before speaking. "Sorry Japan. I tried to warn you but-"

"It is all right. I wanted too. In fact I want to become close with you. Will you let me?" Japan asked with his innocent looking face.

"Of course we can be close! I'd like that too." America smiled happily.

"Good, then please relax" instructed Japan. America tilted his head in confusion as Japan licked/drooled over three of his fingers. He pushed America's legs apart and readied finger to his virgin pucker. "This will be a little unpleasant at first but it will be worth it for the pleasure you will attain later" with that Japan carefully maneuvered his finger into America.

"Ahh!" America cried upon the fingers' entrance. "Japan! It doesn't feel right!"

"It will be fine, I promise" Japan reassured him as he wiggled his finger about. After America's face became less tense he inserted a second finger.

"Hmmrr" America grunted with squinted eyes. He placed his head down and tried to focus on the feeling he had when Japan sucked him off. "Ah!" America's eyes lit up as Japan found his sensitive area. Upon finding it Japan pushed in a third finger and focused on America's prostate.

"Hah! Japan it hurts, take them out!" America cried shutting his eyes. Japan focused harder on his spot until America began to whimper. Once America tilted his head back, Japan removed his fingers. Japan then briefly left the bed and made his way to the night table. Once in front of it, he undressed himself and pulled a bottle of lubricant from the draw. He slicked his own dick up until it looked as if he had just gotten out of the tub. He then returned to the bed and positioned himself before America. America watched him worriedly.

"Please accept me" Japan said softly as he caressed America's cheek. He then slowly pushed his length into America.

"Haaah!" America gasped and tears came to the corner of his eyes. He lied his head down on the soft pillow and grabbed onto the sheets. He took several deep breaths trying to calm himself. Japan waited several times for America to relax. Once all the way in, he put his hands down by America's head and looked at him. He lowered himself until their chests touched.

"You are so tight, and hot. You feel amazing America!" Japan whispered in his ear.

"Ja-pan! If we're going to be this close, call me Alfred!" America replied through haggard breaths as Japan pulled almost all of the way out of him then slammed back into him, nailing his prostate and earning a loud scream.

"Alfred, are you ok?" Japan checked before moving again.

"Fine, move!" he replied nibbling on Japan's earlobe. Japan smirked at his reaction before thrusting several times at a slow pace.

"Ohh~ Japan!" America moaned into his ear while licking it. "Go faster!"

Japan did as he was told hitting America's spot almost every time every few seconds. America's heat and cries edged Japan to his own climax.

"Alfred, I'm about to come, are you there?" Japan breathed.

"Yeah! Go for it!" America nodded. Moments later Japan came and coated America's prostate. Simultaniously America's sperm overtook their stomachs. Japan laid on top of America for a few minutes while they caught their breath. Then, America gently kissed Japan. Japan was surprised by the kiss and looked down at Alfred.

"Thank you Japan. You really…know…how to…show someone…your…appreciation" he said through short breaths. He smiled up at Japan before closing his eyes and turning his head to the side.

"Good night, Alfred." Japan said quietly kissing America's forehead.