Japan's P.O.V.
'I wonder why Greece-san always sleeps at Ancient Greece's ruins, maybe I should ask him. No, I don't want to impose, or what if it's something he does not wish to talk about.'
Japan stopped his walking to think more deeply. 'Maybe there is someone I can ask… Egypt? No, he doesn't really talk, hmm, maybe Turkey knows… but he and Greece do not get along well… but it would be worth trying.'
At Turkey's house
"Hey Jappi, whatcha want?" Turkey said lips curled in a smile, I assumed his eyes held that same smile in them to by its intensity, though my view was blocked by his pearl white mask.
"Sorry to ask, but I have a question about Greece I wish to ask" I watched Turkey tense up and for a slight second a look of anger on his lips, "Why would you be asking me about that brain-dead cat freak?" I continued "Do you know why he is always at Ancient Greece's ruins?" "Well she was his mother – why aren't you asking him this?" "I wanted to make sure I did not bring up any bad memories or feelings if I ask him, well thanks."
I'm pretty sure I left behind an upset Turkey. I made my way to Greece's house and went to one of several ruins I knew he would be at. I immediately knew he was there from the mewing of cats, and then I saw him lying on a concrete slab with a soft smile gracing his lips.
Greece's P.O.V.
I was staring at the endless blue sky and thinking of my mother, all the memories I have of her so fuzzy, I thought of all the things she taught me and the myths she told me. Then she was taken from me by that stupid Turkey. I missed my mom so much- I heard someone clear their throat, so I opened my eyes and saw Japan.
"Konichiwa Greece-san," I sat up to look at him, "Hello Japan." He looked down to his feet and looked like he was thinking about something he was hesitant about. "Japan is there something you want to say?" A black and white cat rubbed his head against my side and I petted him. Japan looked up at me and began to speak. "If you do not mind my asking, would you tell me why you always spend your time at your mother's ruins." I've never been asked that and don't really know why myself so I don't know how to answer my friend's question.
Japan's P.O.V.
Greece looked out into the distance, he looked almost sad, and I instantly regretted asking, I was about to apologize when he spoke first. "I don't really know why, my mom dissolved when I was young, she taught me a lot that I know, my memory of her is fuzzy so I stay here, and I try to protect her ruins because I feel like she still remains in them." "O-oh I- "he cut me off again "Sometimes I miss the feeling of someone loving me and being there for me." A couple tears slide down his gorgeous tanned face, 'ah! Why am I thinking about this? I can't possibly think of Greece in that way…Can I?' I could feel a red blush cover my face; I was relieved when I saw that Greece wasn't looking. So I mumbled what popped out of my mouth before I could realize it, "I love you Greece."
Greece's dazzling olive eyes widened and a small blush covered his cheeks as he whipped his head to face mine. He starred deeply at my dark brown eyes, not saying anything.
Greece's P.O.V.
What Japan said had shocked me; Japan was never impulsive and always held his tongue. So I did what first came to my mind. I kissed him on the lips.