So this is what happens when you read too much Stalker!HetaliaxReader or Stalker!ReaderxHetalia... MWAHAHAHAHAHADON'TKILLMEFANGIRLS *hides*

You were walking down the streets of Japan at night when suddenly, a man who was clearly drunk walked out of a bar and spotted you.

"Hey girlie~" He slurred drunkly as he put his hands on you in a most disturbing way. To afraid to say anything to defend yourself, the man begins to pull you down an alley. He takes off his belt and all you're thinking is, I'm gonna get raped! When suddenly, a relatively short man jumps out of the shadows and brings out a katana.

"You stay away from (y/n)!" You hear him say. The drunkard is obviously a coward and runs away. You look at your savior with big sparkly eyes.

"Wow! Thanks a bu-" You get cut off by the man kneeling down beside you and looking at you with a very concerned look on his face.

"Are you feering ok? Did he do anything to you?" He says in the most adorable accent. You feel yourself blush and take his hand as he helps you up.

"No he didn't do anything bad to me and I think I'm alright, just a bit shaken up." You reply. He walks you out into the street where there is enough light to see that he has short black hair and dark brown eyes. He also appears to be wearing what looks like the outfit of Prince Charming from Cinderella. You smile at him and he blushes.

"So what is your name?" You ask him. He looks at you slightly startled and blushes before looking down and mumbling quietly, "Kiku Honda, but my friends refer to me as Japan..." You nod your head.

"I know your name is (y/n). I know your address is (y/a). I know your phone number is (y/pn)..." He says and the list goes on and on until it begins to go from slightly creepy to terrifying. You begin to tighten up a bit and Japan notices right away.

"Is something wrong (y/n)? Are you cold?" He asks. He proceeds to wrap a coat he miraculously had around your shoulders.

"N-no, Mr. Honda, I'm f-fine..." You stutter. He looks at you and furrows his brow. He gets a bit closer to you and rather awkwardly places his head on your shoulder.

"Is this ok (y/n)?" He asks tenderly while blushing as if he's penetrated your bubble of personal space and is quite embarrassed about doing so. You stiffen up and stop walking while widening your eyes and your face going bright red. He hesitantly straightens himself out and kisses you quickly before running away.

"G-goodbye (y/n)!" He said. You look after him and realize you still have his jacket.

"Dammit..." You mutter under your breath. You decide to follow him. He walks into a house. You decide against knocking on the front door and being let in. You see a light turn on in a room that seems to be a kitchen. You locate the only bedroom in the house and assume it's his. It's dark so you can't see, but you quickly scribbled down a note that said something along the lines of:

"You forgot this.

-(y/n)"

In a desperate movement to return his coat, you climb into his bedroom through a window. As you do so, the light switch turns on and you panic. You look around and see pictures of you plastered over his walls. You look up and see some pictures you don't particularly like either, since most of the ones on his roof were of you sleeping, half-naked, or nude entirely. You just sit there and cover your face, which is bright red.

"Shit..." You mumble. He walks toward you in a rushed manner.

"Ah... I'm sorry you had to see this..." He said sheepishly. He walked over to you and hugged you from behind, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You squirm out from under him and stand up ignoring the pictures of you laughing with your friends on his walls.

"I c-came to r-ret-turn th-this..." You stammer while trying not to look him in the eye and holding out the coat. He takes it and holds your shaking hands in his.

"Thank you for returning this ord thing..." He says while hugging you. You are shaking slightly and are, to be honest, terrified of what he might do to you. He tries to stop you from shaking and he gently kisses your cheek.

"I promise I wirr not hurt you (y/n)... I rove you too much to do so..." He says while helping you to the edge of his bed to sit down. You close your eyes and hunch over, flinching away from him when he tries to move your hair out of your face. He grabs your hand and holds it tight.

"I am sorry if arr of this is scaring you or if it's too much for you to handre, but trust me when I say I wirr not hurt you..." He says while embracing you. He stands up and turns the lights off before joining you and gingerly putting his head on your shoulder. You know already that even though he's being really sweet and kind to you, that you will not leave that house tonight.

"C...can you prease stay here at my house? Just for tonight." He says quickly. You slowly shake your head but he grabs onto your arm with a forceful grip that doesn't seem possible from such a skinny, short man.

"Prease?" He says with a look of desperation. You reluctantly mutter "Y-yes..." You realize how stupid this decision is, staying in the home of a stranger you met barely and hour ago. You don't even have any extra clothes and you desperately need a shower.

"You don't need to worry about crothes; I have some that might fit you fine." He says calmly, as though he read your mind. You have heard the stories about stalkers that, when given the opportunity, will try to rape their victims or put them in outfits that would lead to the action. You are utterly terrified that he is going to bring out some short dress of some sort, but are slightly surprised when he brings out an old-fashioned button down pinstripe pair of pajamas. Long sleeves and long pant legs, in pink. You take them and ask him where the bathroom is. He directs you to where it is and you step into the room and realize the door doesn't have a lock. You begin to panic.

"Mr. Honda, I am trusting you won't come inside, right?" You say quickly and in a slightly terrified manner. He nods his head and walks down the hallway. You proceed to take an uninterrupted shower and change into the slightly baggy pajamas Japan gave you. You walk into his room and see that he has been working on trying to get down every picture of you in his bedroom, in an attempt to make you feel safer and less scared. He sees you walk in and nearly falls off the ladder he's using to get the pictures of you off his ceiling.

"A-ah! (y/n)!" He says a bit flustered. You walk over to him and ask if he needs help. He quickly shakes his head and removes the last pictures from his roof. You sit on the desk chair he has and wait for him to get off the ladder.

"U-uhm..." He says a bit flustered.

"I know that this is probabry, um, very strange coming from your starker, but, uhm, c-can you prease sreep in my bed?" He says shyly and quietly. You hesitantly nod your head, thinking that he wouldn't, that he couldn't do anything bad to you. He turns off the light and you silently crawl into his bed. You awkwardly cuddle up next to each other.

This was the beginning of a beautiful, and somewhat strange, relationship.