It was a nice, cool evening at the Honda residence, and his dear friend Arthur Kirkland was over for an overnight visit, which was pretty common between the two. The two nations sat together , staring out at the the clear, sky. Both men were sipping some of Kiku's homemade green tea, which felt refreshing as the warm liquid crept down the Briton nations' throat, a small shiver setting in. Kiku had lent Arthur a more appropriate bathing attire, as they had planned to bathe in the hot springs at Kiku's estate.

"It's a wonderful night, isn't it?" England piped up in a light-voiced whisper, sipping his tea politely and crossing his legs."

The Japanese nation nodded, giving his friend a smile. "Yes, it is."

A few moment's peace passed over, and Arthur stood once he had finished his tea, setting his cup delicately in the floor next to him. "Shall we bathe then? Before the night gets any colder?"

"Yes, I suppose we should." Kiku joined Arthur in standing, and began to peel off his attire, as did Arthur. Curious emerald eyes explored over Kiku's body, seeing the beauty of his pale skin in the bright moonlight. Arthur bit his lip and tried not to notice the clothing being shed off of lower regions. Arthur set his robe neatly folded, taking a towel from Kiku and wrapped it securely around his waist. Kiku did the same with himself and began to lead Arthur into the hot springs.

Arthur's eyes roamed around Kiku's garden, it was so small, but so reassuring, and the setting of the atmosphere itself was peaceful.

"I always did love your garden, Kiku." Arthur said aloud, hoping to make conversation to lighten the mood of the situation he was falling in.

Kiku turned to Arthur and smiled at the compliment. "Haha, thank you Arthur-san, you give me that compliment almost every time you visit."

"Haha right, sorry. I tend to forget, it's just so beautiful."

Standing in front of the spring, Kiku looked over at his blonde-haired friend. "You may step in first if you wish."

Arthur gave the Asian nation a nod and carefully dipped a foot after the other in the warm, water, sending a moment of pleasure against his skin. The steaming water felt nice, as he began to dip his entire body into the water, keeping his head above the water, while Kiku followed suit and sank his body into the water.

Kiku gave a contented sigh and rested his head against the stone lining of the springs, closing his eyes slowly. Arthur couldn't help but observe Kiku's bare chest rising up and down with his breathing and the tint of his cheeks in a pink shade due to the steam of the bath. Arthur's thoughts drifted and he shook his head fast to try and forget them, feeling his lower body heat up slightly.

'Stop it Kirkland, you're becoming as sick as that French idiot! How can you think of your own friend this way?' Arthur cursed mentally at himself. With a sigh, he rested his head against the stone wall, and set his eyes half-lidded, watching Kiku with a soft smile. If only the Japanese nation knew how he thought of him, so cute, so polite, so charming.

Within minutes, the nations stepped out of the bath and headed back into Kiku's home, before the night had decide to get chillier, and also the fact that the steam was beginning to get to Arthur's head, or so, what Kiku had thought. Redressing In the robes, Kiku dismissed Arthur a goodnight, and headed into his room.

"Goodnight, Arthur-san, you know where your guest bedroom is." He lightly chuckled with a smile.

"Yes, thank you, good night." Arthur lightly smiled at Kiku, as the Asian turned on his heel and disappeared into his room, sliding his door closed. Arthur simply stood and sighed quietly and rather sadly. 'I want to tell him, how I feel.'

He began creeping towards Kiku's door, noticing that the Japanese nation had already fallen asleep within a few minutes into a deep slumber. Biting at his bottom lip, Arthur tip-toed quietly into the room until he was looming over Kiku, who was fast asleep, and was murmuring something in his dreams about rice. A delicate smile crept over the Briton's face as he leaned in closer to Kiku's face until he felt his breathe against the tip of his nose. Arthur felt his face dust a shade of pink while he leaned in closer to Kiku's, and allowed his soft lips to gently brush against the Asians. Arthur had become so engulfed of the pleaure of the small, but meaningful kiss that he didn't even notice Kiku's widened brown eyes staring up at him in disbelief. Kiku immediately pushed Arthur off of him and gasped.

"A-Arthur-san?! W-What were you-"

"I-I'm sorry, Kiku! Terribly, I-I just.." Arthur sighed and cut himself off. "I was just going to come and tell you how I really feel about you. Kiku, I think I-"

"Arthur-san means to tell me, t-that he loves me?" Kiku's face darkened a deeper shade of red that he already held on his cheeks.

Arthur nodded sadly, feeling that what he had done had probably destroyed any thread of their friendship that was held together.

"I-I'll just be leaving, I'm sorry Kiku-"

"Do not leave, Arthur-san." Kiku felt a sudden rush of confidence and wrapped his arms around England's neck, until their noses were only a few inches apart. "W-What if, I said I felt-"

"The same?" A look of shock fell over the Britian's face in relief. "R-Really?"

Kiku blushed deeply and gave Arthur a slow nod.

Arthur didn't need any more convincing, as he leant close and closed the space between them with a soft, slow passionate kiss. The kiss broke, and England crawled carefully over Kiku, pinning his small hands against his soft, white futon. Kiku's eyes widened and squirmed under Arthur's weight.

"A-Arthur-san? He meeped innocently.

Green eyes met with Kiku's, sending a shiver down Kiku's back. "Do you not want to?"

Kiku thought a long while, he had not quite adjusted to the idea of his dear friend kissing him, but now that? Had Arthur really loved Kiku that much?

Kiku felt his face grow hot, giving Arthur a quick nod. "I-If Arthur-san wants it, then I do as well."

"Good." Arthur heard himself whisper. England's hands began to wander over Kiku's body, sending numbers of kisses at his throat, down to the nape of the Japanese man's throat. Kiku felt his face dust a dark red, feeling too embarrassed to let out a desperate moan, and panted , tilting his head to the side and his eyes at a half-lid.

'O-Oh god, h-he looks so..' Arthur thought to himself, feeling himself grow hot with want for the Japanese nation. Kiku shivered under Arthur, and he found enough confidence to run his fingers down Arthur's chest, beginning to carefully undo his shirt. Arthur took it as an invitation to peel off Kiku's clothing, leaving him completely exposed and naked underneath him. Kiku gasped innocently, shaking, and writhing in pleasure as Arthur began to kiss down Kiku's chest. Arthur looked at Kiku panting, desperately wanting something more to release from his lips. England stript off any piece of clothing left on him and began to delicately rock his hips against Kiku's, causing them both to emit heated pants into the cool night. England felt his face flush as he saw Kiku began to pant loudly with pleasure, feeling the nation buck up against his hips. Arthur's hands fell at Kiku's waist, allowing his fingers to caress Kiku's sides, causing him to shiver more than he already was.

'He looks so beautiful this way.' Thought Arthur at the moment, kissing at Kiku's chest, and rocking his hips harder and faster against Kiku's, sending waves of pleasure up both their spines. Kiku couldn't control himself any longer, and let out a few, loud moans into the quiet evening, which was music to Arthur's ears. Just what he wanted to hear. England felt himself grow hotter and closer, panting desperately into Kiku's ear. Kiku thrusted his hips desperately against England's, panting heavily and quickly, moving his hands over England's chest.

'A-Ah! Nnng! A-Arthur-san, I-I'm going to—!"

England moaned at his expression at kissed Kiku deeply, a loud moan from the both of them breaking the kiss, as Arthur ran his hips hard into Kiku's bucking hips until they both came.

England panted heavily, as did Kiku, and he collapsed over the Japanese nations, heaving chest. Arthur buried his face into the crook of Kiku's pale shoulder and caged him into a gentle embrace. England gave Kiku a delicate kiss on the lips and smiled. "Good night, Kiku."

Kiku smiled weakly up at Arthur and gave a light chuckle. "Good night, Arthur-san."

Arthur and Kiku both fell into a deep slumber, and both nations dreamt of each other, in happiness.