APH - Baby Blues .:Chapter 1:.

Alfred leaned back in the chair he was assigned during world meetings. He looked around, feeling alone from being so early. The only other country present was Japan, and he was on the far other side, sitting quietly and waiting for the others. He briefly wondered if he should try to mingle with Japan, but decided against it, seeing the blank stare he possessed, obviously deep in thought. Last time he snuck up on him, he's nearly been cut up into little pieces by his Kantana.

So he called to him from across the room: "Hey, Kiku!"

Kiku's head snapped up, appalled. "America! You know it's rude to refer to someone's name during a meeting, only refer to them as their countries, baka!"

Alfred looked hurt. "But Ki- I mean Japan, aren't you bored?"

"No, I'm used to waiting." he simply replied, staring down at the ground again. Alfred frowned slightly, standing up from his chair. Japan's eyes flickered towards him, following his movement as he approached him. "Can I help you America-san?"

"What are you thinking about?" Alfred grinned, rocking back and forth. Japan stared at him, looking at him with a disapproving look.

"Do you have nothing to do America-san?" Kiku groaned, his chocolate brown eyes glistening with annoyance.

"I'm booooored. " Alfred whined. "Come on Kiku!"

"Don't call me by my name during a meeting!" Kiku repeated, glaring at him angrily. He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to lower his already high blood pressure.

"I can't be that annoying Japan!" Alfred muttered, noticing his actions. He crossed his arms and pouted slightly, making the slightly older nation roll his eyes. "Just trying to make a relationship…whenever I stay at your house, you're so much more easygoing!"

"We're doing business right now." Japan spoke in his monotone voice, no longer looking at him. "We have no need for idle chit chat right now."

America looked slightly hurt. "Yeah, but Kiku, the meeting hasn't even started yet."

Before Kiku had a chance to respond, Arthur opened the doors, holding a tray carrying two cups of tea. He couldn't help but paste on a fake grin when Alfred and Kiku and looked at him. Kiku raised an eyebrow at his expression, while Alfred chuckled.

"Why are you so smiley Artie?" America asked, rolling his eyes. "Did you get drunk last night?"

"N-No!" Arthur laughed quickly, placing the tray on the table in the middle of Kiku and Arthur. Kiku looked over, smelling the aroma of the tea.

"The tea looks good." Kiku remarked, smiling slightly. "Did you make this tea?"

"Y-Yes!" he chuckled nervously. "Erm, especially for Alfred! Go on!"

Alfred crossed his arms. "Last time we had a drink, you were drunk out of your mind."

"But this is simply tea!" Arthur chuckled nervously yet again, picking up the cup of tea with the slightly lighter liquid. "Go on, drink it. It'll make my day!"

"You know I hate tea." he made a face, pushing it away. Japan had a look of amusement on his face, watching the look of horror the Brit possessed. "Give it to Kiku or something."

"No! I made this especially for you!" Arthur pressed it harder against him, begging that he would drink it. But Alfred took it and simply placed it back on the tray. Kiku looked over again, remarking to himself to ask Arthur for a cup of tea next time he was over at his house.

"I don't want it." he made a face. "I'd rather drink a milkshake, really."

"But a cup of tea is so much better!" Arthur pressed on, grabbing the cup of tea again. "Please, just one sip?"

"England-san, are you drinking this cup of tea?" Kiku asked, finally deciding to want to take it. He pointed to the second untouched cup of tea on the tray. "Honestly, I'm parched and need something to drink, your tea is always my favorite."

"Yeah whatever…" Arthur rolled his eyes, still looking at Alfred. "Come on now, just one sip!"

"Will you leave me alone after that Artie?" Alfred sighed, taking the tea in his hands. "I mean really, tea is disgusting!"

"Alright! Alright! After you take a sip!" Arthur begged, staring at him. He sighed, taking a small sip of the tea. England's eyes widened and he made a small noise when Alfred made a face and put it down, nothing different happening with him. "Why didn't it work…?" he mumbled, shaking his head slightly as he started walking away. "I was sure I got it all right!

"What are you talking about Artie?" Alfred frowned slightly, looking at him. "Thanks for the tea, but I didn't really like it though. It's not the same. Japan knows that, right Ja-" Alfred blinked, the man no longer in his seat. "Where'd you go Japan?"

Arthur froze when he heard a small whimper, not belonging to him or Alfred.

"Kiku? Where are you? Kik-" Alfred muted his calls for the Asian country, looking under the table finally. He blinked, then did a double take to make sure he really was believing what he was seeing. "Kiku? Is that really you there?"

"Alfred, what are you…?" Arthur mumbled, rolling his eyes as he approached the other country, leaning over like he was. "Oh…"

In place of the Eastern Country, was a small boy, looking to be only around the age of three. He possessed rich chocolate brown eyes, and dark black hair that was fairly short, but long enough to cascade around his neck. The clothes he wore looked far too big, so he merely stood nearly naked, trying to wrap the fabric around his shivering form. After glancing at the two 'scary' nations, he whined slightly and shuffled farther under the table.

"Kiku?!" Alfred gasped, blinking repeatedly. "Japan, is that you?"

"I-I'm Japan, wh-where the sun rises, you are the nations, where the sun sets…" he muttered, still trying to hide.

Alfred blinked, Arthur having an angry scowl on his face. "I don't understand what he said, but it sounds rude!" Alfred cried, feeling deeply offended.

"Never mind that!" Arthur snapped. "L-Look at him! He's an infant! A toddler!"

"But how did this happen?!" Alfred made a grab for Kiku, causing him to whimper loudly and jump farther away from him. "He was fine just a minute ago!"

Arthur froze. That was why his tea didn't work on Alfred! It had worked perfectly fine, just on the wrong person. How, he wasn't sure. He made sure to grab the right one, but someone, it got swapped. Now, Kiku was suffering because of his mistake. Though, Kiku was cute as an infant.

"Come here little guy." Alfred spoke softly, starting to crawl underneath the table to reach him. The small boy continued to whimper, but didn't move when the younger nation carefully placed a hand on his back and gently pulled him out from under the table. Kiku still shivered, staring at Alfred and Arthur warily.

"The other nations will be here any minute…" Arthur muttered, hearing the voices of China, Russia, and France. "What do we tell them? That Japan was drinking tea, and he suddenly turned into a toddler?!"

"Um…" Alfred stared at Kiku, and Kiku stared back, unblinking. "Will you stop that!" he yelled at him, causing him to whimper and make a dash for under the table again, but America grabbed him again and pulled him close, causing him to struggle slightly. He looked back at Arthur, restraining Kiku gently. "Either tell them the truth, or!" he grinned. "Lock him in a closet until the meeting is over!"

"We can't lock a child in a closet you bloody git!" Arthur gasped, shocked at the suggestion. "This is a human being!"

"But it's Kiku! He'll be fine!" Alfred laughed, ruffling Kiku's hair. He had given up and just stood their, limp against the restraint. "Right?"

"Wrong!" Arthur hissed, spitting venom. "I know how to raise a child, don't I? I raised you!"

"Baka." Kiku suddenly muttered, narrowing his chocolate brown eyes. America glanced at him, a look of disapproval on his face, though he didn't understand Japanese.

"Quiet." Alfred snapped, looking up to see China and France looking at them. China had a look of confusion on his face, but also pain, obviously recognizing that this child was Japan, the child he had raised, the child that betrayed him. France was grinning, and before Alfred knew what was happening, France had scooped up the child and was cuddling him close to his chest, ignoring his protests.

"Oooh! He's so cute!" France squealed, nearly suffocating Kiku. "What's the little guy's name?"

"Kiku Honda, aru." Yao Wang remarked, staring at the little child. He smiled slightly when the child blinked and stared at China at the sound of his name.

"That's impossible! Japan is so much older, and not as adorable as this little guy!" France giggled, nuzzling the small nation.

"Baka Teme!" Kiku cried out, struggling slightly. "Baka Teme! Baka Teme!"

"What does that even mean?!" Francis blinked, staring at the nearly fuming toddler. The other countries started coming in for the meeting, all of them whispering something and glancing at the boy, noticing how the usually early Japan was absent.

"What do we do about him?" Arthur whispered to Alfred, glancing at them.

"Just, lay low, I guess." he shrugged. "I don't know."

"What would Germany say about Kiku?"

"I don't know! I don't understand how he turned into a three year old!" Alfred snorted, looking at France snuggling an annoyed Kiku. "I'll take him, thank you." he snapped, taking Kiku away and cradling him against his chest. "And could you not molester a baby, thank you?"

"I'm not a baby, baka." Kiku remarked, his lower lip sticking out in a pout. Alfred rolled his eyes, bouncing him up higher in his arms.

"Of course your not, your just really young and short." Alfred chuckled at the expression of frustration on the boy's chubby face. He messed up his hair slightly, sitting down in his assigned seat as the meeting started. Placing Kiku on his lap, he noticed how he started to shake and get nervous again. America assumed he would be trying to peak over the table and see everything, but he was shaking out of fear. 'Probably a lot of strangers here.' he mused.

"America!" Germany growled, standing up to take leadership.

"Y-Yes sir?" He sat up straight, pulling the infant closer to his chest. He failed to notice how he didn't pull away, but actually pushed harder again him, trying to hide from the scary German man.

"Explain to all of us why Japan isn't here." he grunted, crossing his arms.

"Why me?!" Alfred gasped, his eyes darting at everyone. They were all either glaring at him, or the child in his lap. He held one arm around the shaking body, attempting to calm him down.

"Because, your holding a child that looks a lot like him."

Alfred breathed out angrily. "I honestly don't know! He just, became a baby-"

"I'm not a baby, baka teme." Kiku pouted angrily, crossing his little arms and looking away, frustration painted on his face.

"Could you stop interrupting me?!" Alfred hissed under his breath, locking eyes with him. He grunted before continuing with his explanation. "Arthur gave us tea, and well-"

"No!" said country stood up, panting nervously. "I gave you tea, not Kiku!"

"But he asked, and you said 'whatever'!"

England's eyebrow's twitched. "Yeah, but-"

"So you did this to him, da?" Russia chuckled, looking at the frightened Japan. "Used your Dark Magic, da?"

"What's the point of using Dark Magic on Nihon?" Italy looked at England curiously, then squealed when he took a good look at Japan. "Veee, he's so adorable! You just wanted to keep him all to yourself!"

"Japan doesn't interest me!" England snapped. "Besides, the drinks got mixed up! It's not all my fault!" 'Good, that's not a complete lie. Just keep doing this Arthur, no one will notice that you did it on purpose to Alfred, not Kiku!' he kept reminding himself mentally.

"So you did it on purpose, aru?" Yao Wang asked curiously.

"No! I made tea for Alfred and I, it must have gotten mixed up in the process!"

"How did it get here in the first place, da?" Ivan smirked.

"I told you! It must have gotten mixed up with my tea! And Kiku drank it by accident, that's all!" England gasped, flustered.

"You're fixing this!" Germany growled, preventing any others from putting in their two sense. "It's your fault for making Japan an infant!

"And as for you!" Ludwig focused his gaze on Alfred. "It's your job to watch him!"

"Me?!" Alfred blinked. "Why me?!"

"Because I said so!" Ludwig snapped.

Alfred flopped back down into the chair, Japan standing on his lap, still cowering from the enraged Ludwig. He sighed, staring at the toddler as he slowly started to become curious, staring at everyone from his perch on his lap, his adult clothes still messily wrapped around him. "What am I going to do about you, Kiku…?" Alfred mumbled, shutting his eyes.