Signs of Affection"Let's play a game."Japan looked up from his reading, glancing over Oedipus Rex at Greece, eyebrows quirked questioningly behind his glasses. Greece was gazing out steadily at the garden, his long legs stretched out before him off the edge of the veranda. It was too hot at the moment to be strolling out in the blazing afternoon sun, so the two friends had decided to while away their time at a breezy spot by the veranda."All right." Japan said, setting his book down, wondering what had spurred the thought in the Grecian. "What kind of game?""I heard America talking about this game during one of the meetings. You make hand gestures and the other person has to guess what it means." Greece said, stroking at the cat which had curled up into a tiny black and white ball in his lap. "He said you had a similar game here too, and I wanted to try it with you."Japan nodded. He knew the game Greece was referring to; it was popular among the children, one which they could play for hours,
Greece x Japan I looked at myself in the mirror, fixing my straight black hair. I was getting ready to meet up with Greece today. We were going to talk again, like we have for the past week. Japan didn't realize this yet, aloud or mentally, but he loved the shaggy-haired boy. The only thing that he'd admit (or even think of as decent) is that he had a crush on him. Loving a boy is something that Japan would never imagine himself doing. When Japan thought he looked nice, he walked out the door to see his sweet friend sitting on a bench petting a couple stray cats, a small grin on his face. I smiled, "Hey, Greece." Greece looked up, revealing a pair of big green eyes before responding with a simple "Hi, Japan." I walked towards him, sitting down next to him on the bench gently stroking a brown cat with blue eyes. The cat jumped into my lap and I chuckled lightly, scratching between its ears. "So Greece, what am I
6 Months GiripanKiku walked down the halls of his estate, in a daze. Greece had been gone for a while now, so he really didn't have anyone to talk to. A little cat walked beside his feet, and he smiled. That little cat reminded him so much of Greece. He missed his Greek lover so badly, it hurt him inside to think about him. He just wished he would come home soon. You're the direction I follow to get homeWhen I feel like I can't go on you tell me to goAnd it's like I can't feel a thing without you around Kiku smiled to himself, petting the top of the cat's head. It made him think back to the time where the two had first met. It was a sunny day in New York City, the annual UN meeting was being held in the same building. Being new to the country, Japan did not know where he was going. He wandered around the halls, confused. No one in the entire building spoke a word of Japanese, so he was on his own. Suddenly, he bumped into someone dark skinned, and tall. "O-Oh! Gomenasai!""Hm? Oh
GiriPan - Birthday KissesIt was a sunny day today, despite the fact it was February. Japan sat by his garden, staring at the Sakura trees, which were already beginning to bloom. It was natural for the flowers to bloom this soon in the subtropical islands of Okinawa. It was his birthday, so he wanted to stay somewhere where America wouldn't think to look. He'd probably try to look in Tokyo, Kyoto, or Osaka, since those are the places he usually resides in. America probably doesn't even know that these islands existed; even though almost everyone knew about these islands, America's not really smart enough to figure out that Japan was staying here, anyway. Well, not by himself, that is.Well Italy had come over earlier. This is what happened."Ve~ Nihon!~ Happy birthdaaaaaaaay!~" Japan was suddenly attacked by a tight hug."Eep!" The older nation sighed. "Itaria-san, I have to ask you to let go of me.""Ve~ Alright!" He let go. "Doitsu told me to say happy birthday to you, too~""
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