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Ninja!JapanXReader-Cherry Blossom Midnight Part 1

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You sigh in frustration, "Yes, Mother! I know the danger, but why would any enemy in their right mind try to capture me in broad daylight? And still, Ludwig and Vash-san have taught me self-defense, so I can take care of myself! Please Mama-san?"
She opens her mouth to fight back, then closes it again. She knows this is going nowhere fast and that you're not going to give in anytime soon because you're as stubborn as a mule. She closes her bright blue eyes and starts rubbing her temples, trying to calm herself. Finally, she takes one last deep breath and looks back up at you. She flicks a loose strand of her beautiful pink hair behind her shoulder before she says, "Alright _____-chan. You can go." Your face brightens up immediately. But then Luka- Yes Luka Megurine is your mother -goes on saying, "Only if you take your guards out with you."
Your face falls. Dammit! "But, Mama-"
"No buts!" Your mother interrupts, putting one finely manicured hand up to silence you, "Go out with protection, or don't go out at all."(author's note: lmao always use protection XD)
After a moment of frustrated silence, you mutter angrily, "Fine." And with that, you turn on your heel, refusing to look up at your victorious mother. You storm down the hall to the black colored door you seem to be visiting more often than not as of late. Your 'bodyguards' room. Suddenly feeling a tad bit happier, you gently rap your knuckles on the door frame, saying softly, "Can I come in?"
A thick German accent responds harshly (as always), "Who is it?"
"It's _______."
"_____-sama! Of course, come on in, love!" Answers a surprisingly cheerful British voice. Smiling, you slide open the door to reveal your little circle of protection. Actually, you like your guards, its just that you don't like the fact that you can't go do anything without having someone watching you. It's pretty damn frustrating.
Also your guards are all pretty cute, which is a perk. ;) Your father says that your guards should be the finest fighters in the world.
There's the man who first answered you, who's leaning against the wall next to you with his arms crossed over his chest. His name is Ludwig Beilschmidt from Germany. He has slicked back blonde hair and eyes that match the sky on a clear day. He has the strength and leadership skills of the world's greatest generals (according to your dad)
The Brit who welcomed you is a young man named Arthur Kirkland. He's usually kind of moody and arrogant and headstrong but to you he's very nice and friendly. He has blonde hair and deep green eyes and... really bushy eyebrows(don't ask) he studies black magic and he's clever and skilled with almost any weapon he gets a hold of. Although, you wouldn't recommend him for his cooking.
In the far corner on his bed mat is the American, Alfred Jones. You're not sure what 'America' means(cuz this is waaaaaaaay old Japan). Right now he's scarfing down a ridiculous mountain of something he calls 'hamburgers', his cheeks bloated like a squirrel. His florescent blue eyes are peering at you through his red glasses. He has sandy blonde hair that has an adorable cowlick that he refers to as 'Nantucket'(????) He has an endless supply of courage (which can sometimes be his downfall) but he does have great skill when he's protecting someone he cares about. Oh, and Arthur hates his guts.
"Hello, sunflower. Today you are good, da?" You turn your head and look up at the smiling speaker. This is your most feared guard, Ivan Braginski of Russia. Standing at six-foot-one, he's really quite intimidating. If someone pisses him off, there's not going to be much left of that someone, once Ivan's through with him or her. His cold purple gaze that normally glares over his tan scarf that he always wears is now warm and kind. You've discovered that Ivan isn't such a bad guy, really. He's just misunderstood (and he really needs a hug). He bends down so you can kiss the top of his platinum blonde head as you always do in greeting to him.
You hear a sharp grunt from behind you. Without turning you smile and say, "And hello to you too Vash-san." And Last, this is Vash Zwingli, a Swiss man. When  he first arrived, you discovered that Vash was only there because he really needed the money. Eventually, you grew on him and now he doesn't mind as much. He has fierce green eyes and shaggy blond hair. He's an extremely skilled marksman. And a weapons freak. Right now he's hiding knives and other sharp looking objects in his black tabi and underneath his clothes.
You smile at the group of men around you who you suppose are the closest to friends you're ever going to have. And, you have to say, Even though you've known them since the age of ten and they've been wearing them all throughout these years, you still think that they look funny in their kimonos.
Then you hear an unfamiliar and joyous voice, "You must be _____-chan! Ve~! Ciao, bella!" In a sudden flash of color and movement, two warm hands are placed on your shoulders and and soft lips press against your cheeks swiftly.
In a daze you back up to see a young man smiling at you. He has cute auburn hair with a long solo curl on the left side. His eyes are closed(God only knows why) and he's dressed in a kimono that matches those of your other guards.
"Um, uh, I uhhhhh…"you stammer
Ludwig steps up beside the Italian boy and says, "Feliciano, you dummkopf ! _____-sama isn't used to your goddamned customs! You probably just scared her to death!" He scolds the boy a bit more. You vaguely notice the poor boy whimpering in fear.
Vaguely
Because a few moments ago, you noticed that his random curl had twitched! And its so kawaii!!!! And… wait. His hair twitched? What the… Slowly, you lift your hand towards it. It… you want to touch it.
Reaching, reaching. Just before you can touch it, a hand flies out of seemingly nowhere and slaps your hand away. Another obviously furious boy is staring at you in total rage and frustration. He growls, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" You try to defend yourself, but the boy yells "You do NOT touch the curl, ever! Got that?! I don't give a rat's ass if you're a samurai general's daughter or not!"
This boy actually kinda looks like Feliciano. He has brown hair-also complete with a curl- and warm chocolate eyes. Then, Feliciano touches his brother's shoulder, "L-Lovino…Go easy on her. She didn't know. P-Please don't yell at her."
Lovino looks back at his brother, surprised that he defended you and that Feli argued with him! Then he mutters, "Alright, fine."
Preventing the awkward silence that you were sure would follow, Alfred leaves Mt. McDonald's  to come over and say, "Yo man! Er-I mean…sama…er…bro…er…sama-bro…" He looks confused for a minute, thinking . Then he says, "_____! Yeah…that's it. Anyway! This is Feliciano and Lovino Vargas. They're apprentices. They're kind of a part of our team now. Their grandfather was a great warrior, so hopefully these two'll make good members to our team, right?"
You steal a quick glance at them. The angry one, Lovino, is standing beside his brother, cursing in his native language. He has some potential. But cute Feli… right now he's staring into space, drooling and murmuring, "Pasta~" That makes you giggle. This kid is so… "Um, sure"
Then you go back to why you initially came here. "Okay  guys. Mama-san says that you have to watch me again," Starting to show your frustration, you say, "God! Its just the garden! I hate mother's over-protectiveness!!"
Then, a hand touches your shoulder. You look up into Ludwig's icy gaze. Calmly he says, "She's just ensuring your safety, _____-sama. As the daughter of the great samurai general, Gakupo Kamui, you are at risk of being kidnapped by the enemy and held for ransom or-" he pauses "Worse"
You nod, calmer now, "I know, It's just…" You sigh, "Never mind" You raise your head and smile "Can we go outside now?"
Everyone rises and secures their weapons. Arthur smiles, "Let's go!"


---------Kiku's POV---------


There.
Kiku turns to his master, "Is this the place where the target is, sensei?"
His master nods, his silver hair covering his eyes, "Yes, Kiku-san. The girl is _____ Kamui. She's the daughter of that murderous rich bastard. Do you understand your mission?"
The boy nods. For a mission so mature and difficult he is young. He says indifferently, "Hai. Capture the girl swiftly and silently, then, bring her back to camp. No trace."
His master nods, "Very good. Now watch: the girl and her guards are emerging."
As the last word leaves Sensei Edge's mouth, the door slides open and two intimidating and strong-looking men come out first. The one with the scarf seems like the larger problem,  but the one with the slicked back hair looks like he could pose a threat as well. Three more men follow them. The one who's chomping on some kind of sandwich seems harmless, but Kiku was trained to know that looks can be deceiving. The other two could be brothers. One looks pissed off for no apparent reason. And the other could be drunk, judging by his movements and expression. Not as battle-hardened as the others. Scratch that. They look weaker than a bed-ridden old man. Pieces of cake! Then comes two more men. Jeez, does this 'princess' have an army protecting her or something?! One appears to have the potential to be a fighter, but he looks too…civilized. Is that the word? The other looks shifty and honestly pretty dangerous.
Hm. This could be a challenge. One man against seven. Kiku grins, Good. I thought I'd be bored.
Finally, she comes. She's dressed in a (f/c) and black kimono that touches the ground modestly. Her black obi is a tad bit too low, so it cinches her just below her chest. She has (h/c) hair pulled into a knot at the back of her head. Some hair has fallen loose against her left cheek in a pretty way. The other side has a (f/c) butterfly clip holding any other loose hair up on that side. Her face is delicate and holds a healthy glow. From this distance, her lips look like a small pink rosebud. Her vivid (e/c) eyes shine with strength and determination out from under her black lashes.
Kiku's pale cheeks flush into a faint pink that matches the sakura petals around him and Edge. Oh, they're hiding up in a cherry tree XD. She…She's beautiful.  That's all he can think.
"I expect you back by dawn. The best of luck Kiku-san." Sensei Edge scared poor Kiku to death. Though, he didn't jump in surprise. His body has been harshly trained to not do anything of the sort. After that, all Kiku can hear are his master's almost soundless footsteps as he runs back to camp, leaping from tree branch to tree branch.
Kiku turns his attention back to the girl that is you and her guards. Confused and somewhat overwhelmed, his thoughts are muddled.
He shakes his head, whipping about his silky black hair. No. She is the enemy. And I will capture her! That's all. The end!
Soon she might even be dead.
For some reason, this last thought makes him shiver. Why though?
Even though he forces such thoughts, his head is still spinning and his heart still pounds with a new and unfamiliar emotion.
I DO NOT OWN PIC!!! Sorry i dunno who's it is either :3
Second one- [link]
Umm so yah, my first fan fic!!! Love Kiku... Love Ninja Skillz... So here's their baby XD Yah... Sorry if it sucks.
I love how i included Gakupo XD
I do not own Vocaloid, Hetalia and/or Final Fantasy or any of its characters!!!!!
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YES! IM DAUGHTER OF MY VOCALOID OTP! DANCING SA-MU-RAI!