Chubby!JapanXReader-Sumo Sized

(Name) was on spring break in Japan. She was always a big fan of anime and wanted to see the place where it came from. Little did she know that this trip would change her life forever.

She stopped for lunch at a little restaurant that served traditional Japanese food. As she was ordering, she noticed the most gorgeous man she had ever met; of course, (Name) is what the Americans call a chubby chaser.

He was a taller man, native to this country, and was unusually fat. It only made him look cuter. As he picked up his food to go, he couldn't take his eyes off of (Name).

(Name) followed him as he walked out of the building, looking at his plump ass in those tight sweatpants that adorned it. She pulled out her schedule and noticed that the next thing to do was watch a traditional sumo wrestler match.

She went out to the arena where he had been going. (Name) got her ticket and went to her seat where the match was about to start.

The opponents came into the ring, but something was odd. It was the same boy from the restaurant! She looked at the flyer and found his name; Kiku Honda. She watched him in his brawl. He had at least 50 pounds on his competitor. He easily pushed him out of the ring. He smiled in his glory and (Name) gave him a standing ovation. He noticed her in the crowd and instantly became red. He seemed to almost run off of the stage. (Name) watched his heavenly large body hustle off stage, jiggling and all. She decided that she would wait till after the whole show was over to talk to him

Just like his first match he had won each one after it. Maybe it was his way of impressing her with his strength, agility, and flexibility.

When the show was over, (Name) saw him backstage. She left her tour group and snuck in to see him. She saw him in his dressing room. He dressed in street clothes; the same thing that he had worn earlier. She saw through a crack in the door that he looked sad when he saw himself in the mirror. He grabbed a duffle bag and exited the room.

Immediately upon leaving, he spotted her. His face went red instantly. She waved at him.

"Hello Kiku. We met earlier today," she said, pulling out a note pad and pencil, "I saw you tonight and you were great, and I was wondering...can I have your autograph?"

"Hello." He said shyly as he couldn't pronounce the L's in hello and it sounded more like R's instead. "I'm glad that you enjoyed the match." His pudgy hands took her pen and paper. "Hai." Kiku said while signing the paper. "Here you go." He said giving it back to her.

She giggled. "By the way, my name's (Name)," she said, shaking his hand. "You know, the night is young and I'm gonna be in Japan for the rest of the month....Wanna go out for a drink or something?" she said, flirting.
Normally, the only girls who hit on Kiku were drunk native girls who only wanted to say that they were with a semi-celebrity. He could tell that this foreign American girl was being sincere.

"I'd like that," he said with a small smile.

They went out to a place where it was familiar with the wrestlers and made sure to have plenty of food. Kiku made sure to keep a well maintained diet to stay "fit".

After they got drinks and Kiku a fairly large snack, he asked her, "So (Name), what do you do for a living?"
"Well, I currently work at a coffee shop in New York City, living on tips and minimum wage, but I'm enrolled in college, working my way to a bachelor's in business," she replied, taking a sip of her drink.
With his mouth full, he asked, "If you're from the land of the rich and fit, what made you wanna flirt with a sumo wrestler?" His face had a puzzled expression.

"Because I think you're cute." She admitted to him and a blush crept up to his face. "And I like bigger men like you."

She kissed his cheek and he smiled. He truly felt a connection with her. They talked for a while, getting to know each other. Once Kiku had finished his large meal, he asked her, "Would you....how do you say it?...Go back to my place?" His English wasn't perfect, but it definitely got his point across.
She stood up and said, "You lead the way, kind sir." He got off of his bar stool and escorted her out of the building, arm in arm.

"So, what brings you here to Japan?" He asked her as he led her inside his traditional home. Kiku was curious as to why she was here.

"I was always so fascinated by the culture. I also took a Japanese course in college, which was the group I was with. I let them know that I probably wouldn't be returning," she said with a flirty smile on her face.
"I always wanted to visit New York," he said, "All the lights and sounds...Your food is amazing too." He should know, now wouldn't he?
"Also, your people seem to be a lot more understanding of bigger people...like me.." He said, his head hanging low.

"Hey don't be so glum. You know I could stay with you and teach you the benefits of this soft body of yours." She offered to him. It was almost like a dream come true for him even if his face didn't show it.

"Hai, I would be honored." He said with a gentle smile.

She kissed him. It was at first soft and gentle, then turned into a bout of passion. She had only met him 12 hours ago and it felt like they had known each other all their lives. He kissed her back and laid her on the couch, his large stomach draping onto her.

The most of what he did was just make-out with her that night, but that was just because he had just met her. He wanted to wait until the timing was perfect.

It was like this every day for the whole month. Kiku and (Name) would either attend his matches and head out for a bite to eat or go sight seeing and somehow make it back to his house. She had even brought a few things over to his place and stayed the night almost every night.
Kiku had even put on some more weight since she had been around. He was a bit self conscious about it, but it had actually helped him when he was in his matches.

Today was (Name)'s final day in Japan. Kiku wanted to make it special. They agreed that they would keep in touch and visit once in a while, but he wanted more. He wanted to be with her every day. He grabbed the little black box he had bought and headed to pick her up.

He had wanted to show her the best that Japan had to offer. Kiku took her to the best restaurants, museums, art galleries, etc. it wasn't until he took her back to her friends. Although the butterflies that he had been feeling was just his hungry stomach and it growled in front of her.

"Gomenasai." He said while red in the face.

She giggled. He was so cute like this! She embraced him, wrapping her arms around him as best as she could.
"That's ok. A big boy like you has to eat."
She gave him a quick kiss and headed on their way to get some food until Kiku shouted out.
"Wait, (Name)!"

"Uh." She said. Hand gripped the box and showed her the contents.

"Will you marry me?" Kiku wasn't good at making speeches and she was leaving.

She jumped in his arms. "Yes!!! Yes, Kiku!" She started to cry. "Don't cry my dear, I love you," he whispered into her hair

"I love you too," she said between sobs.

A year later they enjoyed their wedding and honeymoon. She lives with him in the comfort of their home, being an American consultant to a business while he is the reigning champion. (Name) makes sure that Kiku is well fed, and he make sure that she is well loved.