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A Hetalia Fanfiction
You Are My Exception

Japan had a rule.

Sure, he had a lot of rules, big and little, complicated and simple rules, ranging from not allowing you to enter his house without taking off your shoes to not touching that strange, mysterious machine in his storage room, but this was the ultimate rule.

It was the “No Touchy” rule. Yes, Kiku had a no-touching rule. And it was the same as all his other rules—break that rule, and he would disown you if he could. But… as his close friend and his fellow neighbor, should you not be allowed to breach at least one of these rules?

… there’s got to be something that he’ll let me do. Your mind raced through the possibilities. Limitless possibilities, yes, because there were so many rules, but very few opportunities. Definitely not going to touch his kimonos… no. He’d kill me. And I’d stay away from that machine if I could… God, what else does he keep in that storage room anyways? And that rule…

Could you actually do it? Could you be the one, single exception to Honda Kiku’s “No Touchy” rule?

… Only one way to find out.



Your neighbor, dressed in a formal suit and a slightly looser dress shirt than usual (which was very casual for Kiku, of course) on his own porch swing, glanced up as he heard you approach him.

“… __________-chan?” Now, really, what could she be doing, running so quickly and bound to trip herself at some point?

Oh, my… this can’t be good. Kiku stood up from the bench, carefully making his way down the steps of the front porch, still watching where he was going as he kept his eyes on you. “I’ve got to get to her… before she trips over her own feet…”

As you were running toward him, you hardly even looked down to see where you were going, or to catch a glimpse of that large crack in the sidewalk that you usually avoided—and, of course, before you could remember and stop yourself from snagging your foot in it, you found yourself in a ridiculous predicament. Trying to skid yourself to a stop didn’t help, and you found yourself tumbling into the arms of Honda Kiku.

“A-ah!” Yes, he had been trying to stop his cute neighbor from falling, but he hadn’t meant to catch her in his arms. And what she trying to do now? W-wait a minute… a hug?!

He started to panic immediately, being the formal, polite Japanese man he was with his no-touching-that-cute-sexy-Japanese-neighbor rule. Unfortunately, he knew you were one who didn’t like to follow rules. Oh well… what was there left to do?

“K-Kiku? Kiku-kun?” You looked up at your friend in shock as he started to hug back. “Kiku!”

He gave you that smile—no, not the usual, kind smile he gave. This was a handsome one, sexy, even! “Now, now, __________-chan, what are you trying to do? Break my rules?”

“You got that right.” You gave him a little smirk and snuggled into his arms. “If I didn’t follow your rule about not turning on the stove, then did you really think I’d follow this one?”

“And that’s why I have a burn mark on my frying pan, __________. You never do learn.”

Of course not. You laughed quietly to yourself as you ruffled his hair clumsily. “Yeah? And what are you going to do about that, Kiku-san?” You mocked him, using the more respective honorific that he refused to let you use.

“I’m going to punish you, of course.”

Wait… what? Punish? You weren’t cut out for that. And what kind of punishment would the very strict, rule-loving, greatly respected Honda-san give? It’s gotta be a bad one.

You were about to protest in fear of whatever technique he was going to use when suddenly Kiku closed the gap between the two of you, ensnared your lips in his, smiling against your warm skin, and whispered into your ear once he'd had his fun: “Why, __________, I’m going to punish you with me.

… Bingo.

Now, if only you could figure out what that machine in his basment was...
Finally, I get another Hetalia one-shot in there. This time, dearies, it's Honda Kiku. I've had this idea in my head for a while and wanted to get it out.

About the machine, I have no idea what it is actually, it's one of his newest inventions in which he's trying to create one of those guns he secretly has a fetish for :p...
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DownShiftPlus Featured By Owner 6 days ago  New member Student Artist
What was there left to do?
Pull a Germany. XD
Nightmare1301 Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2014  New member
So I'm a trouble maker eh? Same as real life. I wonder what that machine was though.
Espada-Kitsuki Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
yep yep that's how it is.

I have no idea, really.
Dragon5032 Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2014
... I wanna know what the machine is.... *lightbulb* >:3 ehehe
Me: Heey Japan~ Can  I have a cup of water~! *innocent face*
Japan: ok.. *ISH SUSPICOUS, but leaves anyway :3*
Me: >:3 eheh *sneaks into basement* now for the machine-
Me: O_O oh no *turns back to basement door(Or whateva it ish XD)*
The door.. is... LOCKED......
Elisavetaawesome12 Featured By Owner Nov 5, 2013  Student General Artist…
Playing in my head
The machine eh? I have no idea what it is.
Espada-Kitsuki Featured By Owner Nov 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
No idea what the machine is either. .o.

I think I may have forgotten since it was ages ago that I wrote this.
Elisavetaawesome12 Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2013  Student General Artist
Okay. But it bothers me.
TobixChanxSempai Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
What's the machine in Japan's basement? *clueless*
Espada-Kitsuki Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
*clueless as well* I'm guessing it's something fabulous, because it was made by Japan.
Witchyeevee Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
*reads story*
Cute... I think .3. XD

*reads comments*
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