I started writing this a while ago, when I first got my account, but couldn't finish it because I couldn't find that one strip, which is quoted here, that implied GiriPan lovin's. So, now that I've found it, here's this little story! Warning, though-Rated M for a reason (and that reason is in later chapters). So, please enjoy!
"Well? Who do you like better!"
It was a question they asked him all the time, but he still didn't have an answer for them. "You're both my friends, I like you the same," he'd say, but they'd just fight about something for a while. Who's better at this sport or who's smarter or stronger or faster or- Kami, sometimes it was enough to make him wish he'd stayed isolated! But he didn't hide, he still visited them, and why? He couldn't tell you. Or should that be wouldn't...
Japan sighed. Lately, Turkey and Greece had been at each other's necks more and more. He said that it was some sort of hidden attraction, that they just didn't know how to handle crushes, but they'd deny it and fight even more. Plus, lately their questions had been changing. "Who do you like better?" they'd still ask, but something in their eyes, their faces, their voices had changed. Hope? Maybe. But though it was similar, it still wasn't exactly...
"Kiku..?" A calm, lazy voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Oh, sorry, Heracles-kun. I was just thinking." "...That's ok. Thinking things over is important. Like what kind of milk do cats like best, and how not to get sand in your clothes when you 'do it' on the beach. Things like that." Japan shifted. 'That' subject had been coming up more and more lately in their conversations, and it always made him uncomfortable. After a few moments of silence, broken only by the mews of the cats around them, Japan said, "...Heracles-kun? Why do we always end up talking about 'that'?" "Because I want you," Greece stated simply.
Japan started and turned bright red. He'd had no clue! 'Watashi no baka!' he thought and mentally slapped himself. "Oh...um...Is that so." Greece nodded slightly and gazed at the cat he was petting. After a few more minutes of silence, Japan decided to change the subject. "So, I hear that..." he fumbled for words. "You 'do it' a lot." 'Baka! Baka, baka, baka, baka, baka! That's not a subject change! Watashi-no-BAKA! *smack*' "Yeah. ...It feels good." "And you like 'doing it'...outside." "Yeah. The wind...feels good." "...Old men like me envy your vigour." "Oh, it doesn't really take all that much energy...you should try 'doing it' more...though it may hurt a bit at first..." Greece smiled softly at Japan and started towards him.
The next day he had no recollection of the events of the night before, only that he was a bit happier than usual. Neither of them brought it up, and life continued as normal. ...Or at least, as normal as it gets when you're best friends with two countries that fight as much as Turkey and Greece.
But then, one day...
"Hey, Japan?" Turkey asked timidly. "Yes, Sadi-kun?" "...do you like me?" Japan blinked. "Of course I do, otherwise we wouldn't be friends." "No, I mean..." He looked down at his hands in his lap. "Do you like me... like that." Kiku blushed. "Oh. Well, I..." He thought for a moment, "I...I'm not really sure." "Ah. Well, that's alright. It's ok. It doesn't matter..." 'Then why are you acting like it does?' Japan wanted to ask, but he knew what the answer would be. 'Because he wants me too.'
GASP! A love triangle? Oh, the Intrigue!
...So yeah, both of Japan's best friends are lusting after him, that doesn't confuse him at all.
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Oh, and Japan calls Turkey 'Sadi-kun' instead of 'Sadiq-kun' to avoid that terrible 'kkha kkha' double K sound.
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