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Hi! Second fiction in English! So this is about my headcanons for Giripan, more or less… I hope you'll like it! It is not really structured, so I hope it won't bother the reading. Also, human names used!

Kiku = Japan; Herakles = Greece (you don't say?); Elizavetha = Hungary; Gilbert=Prussia; Feliciano = North Italy; Ludwig = Germany. In fact, I find it very cold to use nation's names, I can't get used to it.

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Honey

Kiku usually is very fond of salted food. In fact, it would be more appropriate to say that he puts salt in whatever he eats or cooks. And so, the first time Herakles offered to cook something for him, Kiku was at first mortified when he saw him pouring honey on the meat ; he swore at that time he was about to cry. But when Herakles, with this light –and oh so charming- smile of him, put the plate before him, Kiku kept his composure and grabbed the fork with shaky hands (he was a Japanese man! He could endure that for the sake of the Greek's pretty eyes!), before picking a piece of the grilled meat and…

What did you expect? It was delicious, of course!

Kiku immediately felt guilty about the fact he had had doubts on Herakles, and gladly resumed eating before saying smiling at the Greek man:

"Delicious."

Herakles grinned. Kiku really looked cute all the time, even with honey on the chin.

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Sing

He was already red like his own flag from head to toes. Kiku can really get nervous sometimes, Herakles noticed, before he put a reassuring hand on the little man's shoulder.

"Hum… Why do I have to do that in the first place…?"

Herakles sighed.

"I don't know, sweetheart, but it'll be alright, don't you think so?"

Kiku just turned his gaze away. Still, it was… Quite embarrassing. They entered the building and Elizavetha, looking really hysterical, greeted them, squealing and giggling as if she'd just seen Gilbert performing belly dancing with a sole frying pan covering his vital regions (ugh…weird). She led them to the studio upstairs. Kiku and Herakles waited a bit while she was blabbering about Feliciano's performance, and how he looked cute with Ludwig's shirt on… Wait, what? Nothing important, after all, it was Feliciano. Then Kiku's name was called and he entered slowly. Herakles smiled, seated comfortably as the sound engineer gave the signal for Kiku to start singing.

And Kiku began. Herakles could hear every single world from the other side of the room and, really, there was nothing to fear. As he lifted his eyes to his lover, he could see him giving all he had in the song, a sweet melody flooding through his slightly open mouth, and his eyes half-closed, looking dreamy. Besides, Kiku's voice was deep but soft and reassuring, every world he pronounced getting lighter by reaching the barrier of his lips, rolling over his tongue.

Excuse me, I am sorry. That was an interesting thing for him to sing, uh? So… Kiku-like?

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Dance

Oh, Herakles surely could dance. In fact, he could dance almost everything on any music, and even had contests with Sadik. He was very comfortable with moving his body freely (if you know what I mean) and had no trouble dancing in front of other people.

This was not exactly Kiku's case. It was mostly the contrary. He had learnt dances from his own country but in comparison to the ones people were used to today, it looked quite deviant. But somehow Herakles had offered to dance with him (with puppy eyes, I must say) and Kiku had foolishly accepted. He feared that Herakles would lead him to some weird nightclub to do… exotic dances, but the taller man simply turned music on and reached for his hand.

Let's dance. That was the title of the song. Kiku sure had heard it before, but he had never really made an attempt of dancing or whatever. It was a bit odd to hear but he had to admit that it was paced and lively, even though he would never have dared moving an inch while listening before.

But as Herakles took his hand in his larger one, Kiku felt himself finding a rhythm, moving along with his lover, hesitantly at first. Soon, they were swaying through the entire room eyes locked, feet shuffling, hips moving and finally giving themselves to the song, before the inquiring look of the cats around –but Herakles swore he saw them moving a little-. The song ended and it left Kiku panting a bit. It wasn't that difficult, was it?

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Meeting

It was around 1890, if Kiku recalls correctly. As he was trying to hide a bit from those excited Europeans and Americans, his boss came right into his dark room and shouted at the top of his voice:

"NIHOOOON ! More ships have come! It's from Europe!"

Kami-sama, why? But again, as a Japanese man, Kiku had to greet his "guests" properly. Grrr. He arranged his hair a bit, made sure his clothes were in place and headed to the harbor. He hoped that they wouldn't be as rude as Portugal, or not as flippant as the Netherlands, and please –please- not as loud as America.

He finally reached the harbor along with his boss, trying to keep calm features on his face. He was immediately stricken by the huge ship attending the coast. And Kiku saw him.

He was very tall in comparison to him, but he could see that he was still young as an adult. He was quite thin, because he hadn't the muscled frame he had yet. From this distance, Kiku found his attitude mostly inappropriate, by the way he stood not really straight. But after further thoughts, he guessed it was because he had grown up very quickly, and that was the case. Then, he came closer. At that moment, his face recalled Kiku the one of the angels he had seen on European paintings. The way his curly hair framed his tanned face made his green eyes stand out just perfe… Wait, what was he thinking? It's a man we're talking about.

Kiku regained some composure before he stepped forward to greet the man. The said one bowed deeply.

"K… Konnichiwa, Japan. I am Herakles Karpusi, known as the country of Greece. Pleased to meet you."

Kiku stayed silent. That accent… It was cute, wasn't it? Then he recalled he was still on planet Earth.

"Aah… Uhm, it's a pleasure, Greece. My name is Honda Kiku. Your… Your Japanese accent is lovely.

-Thank you, he blushed. They're talking a lot about your language, in Europe, you know? Oh, and well, I'm sorry I came without telling you, but there was no way for me to do that, and you…

-It's all right, Greece-san.

-Ah? San?

-Oh, it's true, you haven't heard about it, I suppose… Well, come to rest at my house, I'll explain it all."

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Done (at least for the first chapter, they may be others)! I just wanted to write light-hearted things, and also, for further information:

*I think there is lot of honey in Greek food, but honey fits with anything. Try to cook meat with it (not too long, cause it might burn, uh), it's delicious :D. And taste baklava too. It's GOOD. In fact, Herakles is really a great cook, isn't he?

*The song Kiku is recording, "Excuse me, I am sorry", is performed by Hiroshi Takanashi for Japan's character song CD. It is really easy to find on the Internet, along with "Hi no Izuru kuni, Zipangu".

*Kiku and Herakles are listening to "Let's dance", by David Bowie (it is not very original, but well). Really GREAT song ; you should buy the album. All of them.

*Kiku and Herakles started dating in 1899! For me, though. In fact, Greece and Japan started diplomatic relations in June 1899, but I just found it cute…