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2P!JapanXImaginary!Flareon!Reader: All It Takes

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((This story is on crack I swear...... XD))
 
  Kuro rubbed at his temples, annoyed, as he sat at his desk before the world meeting. His black uniform was ruffled slightly and he really didn't want to go to the meeting anyway. Not to mention he has been plagued with hallucinations for the past few days.
 
  His finger circled around the top of the sword at his side and he growled. His eyes flicked to his paperwork then up to the little imaginary pokemon sitting on a chair across the room.
 
  Yes. Kuro was plagued by hallucinations of a pokemon.
 
  It was a little Flareon that followed him around wherever he went.
 
  "Could you go?" Kuro growled.
 
  "Nope!" The Flareon smiled back.
 
  Yeah. It could talk too.
 
  Kuro tried poking it with his sword but it didn't have any affect. Eventually he just gave in to the little pokemon following him. With a sideways glance at the clock he stood grabbing a pile of papers and walked out the door.
 
  "Lets go then," he whispered.

Your POV (Cause what's more fun than the POV of a flareon reader?)
 
  At the meeting you crawled on top of Kuro's head and laid there. He growled. Any attempt to grab you and lock you in a room resulted in his arms just passing harmlessly through your figure; but you could sit on his head with no problem.
 
  Not wanting to make a fool of himself he allowed you to lay on his head, but he didn't like it. At the end of the meeting he stood and flicked his head, knocking you off.
 
  Luciano walked up to Kuro and you circled around his legs. Kuro's eyes followed you as you sat next to the Italian's legs before his gaze flicked up to the man.
 
  "Konichiwa," he greeted with a sideways smirk.

  Luciano nodded in response playing with a knife in his fingers as Lutz came to join them.
 
  The German had a pile of papers clenched in his hands, "Nothing ever gets done at these dang meetings," he said.
 
  You lifted your nose and sniffed the papers in his hands, which smelled like wurst, you might add. Kuro tensed at your actions and clenched his teeth. He wanted to shoo you off, but that would be weird. You stared up at him triumphantly.
 
  "Kuro... you okay?" Luciano asked, "You look really worked up."
 
  "Ja," Lutz added, "Is there something bothering you?"
 
  "No," Kuro said a little too quickly before turning away, "I need to go get stuff done."
 
  He started to walk away, his hand fiddling with his sword like he does when he's nervous. You padded along behind him, your flame tail waving.
 
  "What was that all about?" Luciano's voice sounded behind you.

~Timeskip brought by the short Edward Elric~
 
  Back in the office you padded across Kuro's desk as he tried to move his papers out from under you.
 
  "You know what?" He said finally, "You are a figment of my imagination! Go away!" He pointed to the window.
 
  You looked around innocently before shaking your head and lifting a back paw to scratch your ear.
 
  "What do you want!" he yelled glancing up at his door, which a very confused Allen stood in.   Kuro stared at the visitor, "What do you want?" He repeated laying a hand on his sword.
 
  Al huffed and dropped a stack of papers on Kuro's desk before giving him a weird glance, "You haven't been hitting Oliver's cupcakes have you?" He asked meaningfully.
 
  Kuro's eye twitched, "No. Get out."
 
  Al left with a disbelieving huff and Kuro slammed his sword into the table.
 
  "What do you want?" He said quieter.
 
  You shrugged and glanced at his paperwork, "Why do you think I am here?"
 
  He glared at you, "I don't know," he snarled, "You are just my mind playing games with me! I need some sleep," he muttered the last part and you huffed.
 
  "Am I really?"
 
  "Yes. You are," he looked at you.
 
  You sighed and flicked an ear, "You just believe I am a part of your imagination?" You asked.
 
  "Yes."
 
  "Could I do this?" You dipped a paw into his tea causing him to protest greatly and left a paw print on one of his papers.
 
  "Stop!" He cried grabbing the paper, "I swear if I could kill you-" he cut his threat off with an annoyed sigh. "How did you do that anyway."
 
  You lept onto his head, he tried to swat you off but still couldn't touch you. He threw his face down onto his desk causing you to roll off and fall over the side of the desk.
 
  He glanced up. You blew out a small puff of fire in annoyance as you stared over his desk.
 
  "I don't suppose you're here to do my paperwork for me?" He growled.
 
  "No. You’re so lazy~" you muttered.

  He grabbed a pen and began writing while you stared at him.
 
  Why won't he like me, you thought. Even if he is a jerk you kinda liked the japanese boy. You stared at him with (e/c) eyes hoping to bore into his soul.
 
  He glanced up his red eyes meeting your gaze. He rubbed his eyes, "What?"
 
  You glanced sideways, "I don't know. Just maybe I thought anyone in their right mind would love to have a pokemon."
 
  He raised an eyebrow, "Right. Unless you can burn my enemies to a crisp you are no use for me."
 
  You gave him a pokemon smirk, "Depends. Who do you need fried?"
 
  That got his attention.

~Timeskip by Gilbird~
 
  You stalked around a certain country's home in the middle of the night, Kuro following behind you.
 
  "What am I doing?" he muttered to himself. You hopped up onto the porch and Kuro opened the door.
 
  You glanced around the house until your eyes rested on a figure sleeping on the couch. You glanced at Kuro and he gave a nod. You blew a puff of fire onto the American's blanket and it caught fire.
 
  You and Kuro ran from the scene chuckling as Al let out a string of curse words and frantically put the fire out.
 
  "How did you do that?" Kuro asked.
 
  "Maybe I'm not imaginary~" you mused.
 
  Kuro smirked and you ran back to his house before Al saw you.

 
  At the house you laid at the bottom of the Japanese boys bed. He stared at you.
 
  "No, bad. Down," he pointed off to the side.
 
  "I'm not a dog," you retorted.
 
  He growled and got into bed anyway. His foot lurched downward and kicked you off the bed. You landed on the ground.
 
  "Ow," you complained flicking an ear, you had half a mind to catch his clothes on fire. Wait- "You kicked me."
 
  "Yes. I did," Kuro said bored.
 
  "You kicked me," you repeated, "you could actually touch me?"
 
  Kuro glanced at you, "I guess so."
 
  You smirked, "That means you believe in me then!" He shot up in bed.
 
  "No! You are in my mind," he tapped his forehead, "You are part of a video game!"
 
  You huffed, "Fine." You will get him eventually.

~Another timeskip~

  Kuro POV
 
  Kuro wouldn't admit he started to think the little Flareon was real. He thought he was totally losing his mind at that point. He tried to think if maybe he had eaten a cupcake. The fact that he could actually touch the pokemon added to his beliefs.
 
  The next morning he poked a finger out and pet the flareon's soft fur. He was definitely losing it, but maybe the pokemon was real, and only he could see it.
 
  "Wake up," he prodded and the flareon stirred.
 
  "What?" She complained.
 
  "How long are you going to stay here exactly?" Kuro asked.
 
  "How long do you want me to stay?" The Flareon asked.
 
  He paused taking a deep breath, "Well I think you can prove helpful," he started, "and maybe you're not so bad to be around. If you stop being so annoying that is."
 
  You smiled, "So you believe in me now?"
 
  Reluctantly Kuro nodded.
 
  "Thats all it takes-" you mused and he picked you up, "H-hey!"
 
  "Hm, this is awkward," he heard the doorbell.
 
  With you on his head Kuro walked to answer the door. He opened it to reveal Luciano.
 
  "I was wondering-" the Italian froze, "What is on your head?"
 
  "What?" Kuro questioned.
 
  "I tried to tell you," you whispered, "if you believe I am real that makes me real for everyone to see."
 
  "That would have been nice to mention."
This is by far one of the funniest things I think I have ever written...

Kuro is plagued by hallucinations of talking Flareons.
How terrifying.

So! This is a challenge :iconwitchyeevee: and I are doing XD Write a story about invisible (I couldn't pull off invisible so I went for imaginary... its an inside joke) pokemon in an Xreader story with Japan and 2P!Japan. I took the role of 2P!Japan. :iconserious2pjapanplz:

I really don't like the ending but its honestly all I could possibly think of for this story *dies*

Kuro is such a tsundere XD

Oh my gosh. After writing this is anyone scared for my mental health yet? :iconjapanpastaplz:

You guys totally just went and tried to catch America on fire. How kind of you. Then again it is 2P!... so what do you expect... *evil author laughter* :iconlaughsplz:

So yeah.... I write really quickly I got this challenge yesterday. This is one of those stories I wrote in the middle of the night when I can't think or see straight. I figured it was the best time to write something like this O>O

Dude what. That end. Welp. I guess everyone can see you now ^~^" Whoops. You tried to tell him. :iconsweatplz:

(c) :iconhimaruyaplz:
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Why is this so perfect