Japan X Reader : Disaster Part 1

Japan X Reader: Disaster

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So, I am using human names for this Fan-fic... Sorry...

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You stared at your teacher as she droned on and on about useless science that you won't need for your life, but then you shifted your vision toward your current crush and you were blushing madly just by looking at him! It's been 4 years since you realized that you were madly in love with Kiku Honda. You loved everything about him. His seriousness, his looks,... oh you could go on for hours! There was so much!

"Ehem! Ms.______, what was Alfred Wegner's theory on Continental drift?"
      Your beautiful thoughts were interrupted by your horrid hag of a teacher who you hated deeply. You didn't know so you guessed.

"Uh... That the Earth's continents drift?" You smiled that smile that says 'I don't know any of this crap so I just guessed...' But your teacher didn't buy it. She was super pissed. 'Like usual...' you thought.

"PAY ATTENTION _______!!!!! I just explained this!!!!"

"I'M SORRY!!!!!" You said with fear in your voice.

"You better be!" She yelled giving you the death glare.

You sigh as she continued with her lesson but you got one good glance at Kiku. He was at his desk continuing to write notes in his notebook. 'Damn, he can write really quickly!' you noticed as you saw that his pencil was practically off the paper. You stared at him for the rest of the period, occasionally looking away toward the teacher so you wouldn't get yelled at again. When that bell rang you ran out of that hell hole of a classroom. You hated it there. But you loved your next class. Social Studies. It was your absolute favorite class and the best part was that you sat right next to Kiku! You actually met Kiku in your old Social Studies class 5 years ago. Ahh... You remembered it as if it was yesterday....

~Flashback~
Age: 12

"Now when did the War of 1812 begin?"

"1812!!!!" Your whole class including you screams as your teacher is asking you review questions but then you realized one person wasn't. You have seen him before but never really paid attention to him. You thought it was odd about how he never participated and was in the back of the classroom by himself. Without your teacher noticing, you slid to the back and sat in a seat right next to him.

"HELLO!!!!" You said a little too loudly, startling him enough to allow him to fall off his chair.

"Oww..." he said as he rubbed his back softly as an old man would.

" Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" You asked a clear sign of worry on your face.
"I'm fine. Domo arigatogozaimasu."

"...What?"

" Oh! Sumimasen! Gah! I mean-"

"It's Okay! No need to go though all of that trouble!" You giggled at his mistakes and that's when you registered his looks. He looked a little bit short and not very athletic. His dark, black hair complimented his brown-ish, black-ish eyes. Then it hit you. You never told him your name!

"I'm sorry! How rude of me! My name is ________ ________! What's yours?"

"Honda. Kiku Honda. That's a very beautiful name _______-chan."

You blushed a little bit by his complement. "T-thanks..."

"_______!!!! What you doing out of your seat?"

"GAH!! Sorry!!!" You apologized immediately and dashed toward your seat giving Kiku an apologetic look for suddenly ending the conservation.

"_____, I would like a word with you after class." Your teacher said in a serious tone.

'Crap, I'm dead' you thought as the bell's usual chime went off.

Everyone in the class left but Kiku and he walked out the door but just waited. You wondered if he was waiting for you until your thoughts were interrupted.

"_______, I want to talk to you about Kiku."

"What about him?" You asked with wonder.

"You know he's new to this academy right?"

"He didn't look familiar... but why does this ma-"

"I want you to show him around the school. Since he's new here and by the looks of how small he is, he'll probably get lost and he can't afford to get in trouble. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!" You said with pure joy in your voice.

"I'll allow you to skip this period due to now being Kiku's free period."


'That's why he's outside the door' you thought 'It's his free period!'

"Thank you!" You said as you went to grab your things.

"Your welcome! Have fun!" He said as you walked out the door.

You went outside only finding him sitting in front of the door.

You told him about how you were going to help him for the rest of day being his little tour guide. At first, he refused and denied, doing so saying that he would be asking for too much. But in the end, you insisted and he reluctantly accepted. Your tour did indeed take the rest of that school day, but it was worth it. You two talked and got to know more about each other and before you knew it, you two were inseparable. You two began seeing each other on the weekends, passing little notes during class, and hung out together at school. By the end of that year, you were in complete love.

~End Flashback~

You dashed into the classroom only to be greeted with the thing that killed you. The seating chart. You looked and... fuck. You were no where near Kiku! You were near that annoying football star at your school named Alfred F. Jones. People kept telling you he has a crush on you but you brushed that off, knowing Kiku was the only one for you. You sat at your seat waiting till you saw Kiku walk in. Before you knew it, he walked inside the classroom and you saw him tense up when he saw the seating chart. You wondered why though... Then... Oh god. Here he is. Alfred walked into the classroom, looked at the chart, smiled his trademarked goofy smile and sat next to you in pure enjoyment. You looked at his face and saw a pink-ish tint. As if he was blushing. The bells usual chime went off as the start of class. Your history teacher began his lesson when suddenly you felt something hit your leg. You looked and it was a letter addressed to you. When the teacher wasn't looking, you opened it and it said...
 Dear ________,
Meet me at the lockers before 4th period!

Sincerely,
Alfred F. Jones

You finished reading the letter and stashed it in your bag. You were going.