'How's that possible? How can France bring me and Greece together? He's already forgotten me and he's in love with someone else now. So he didn't really love me as it seems, he didn't lose much time to replace me with her… but what am I saying? Weren't I the one who told him to forget me? Weren't I the one who rejected him? I'll never forget that look on his face… pain mixed with disappointment and something else that couldn't really decipher. The usually calm and composed Greece, which nothing could pass through him, looked so hurt and it was me, Japan, who caused him all this suffering. How can I put the blame on him? I reap what I sow after all, who am I to complain? He doesn't deserve me; he deserves someone better. Not the cowardly me, who always desperately tried to keep himself in a shell so that he couldn't feel anything and he wanted nothing to disturb his peaceful life. But God I miss him, I miss him so much. Even though I'm not worthy enough for him, I still want to keep him all for myself. I'm really selfish, aren't I?' that were Japan's thoughts when his friend said he'd help get him back.
France noticed that his friend was lost in his thoughts, so he shook his shoulder to bring him back to reality. "What are you thinking about?" he asked him.
"I just don't see how's this gonna work" was Japan's answer.
France smirked and said with a mysterious voice "Just leave it to me".
At the hotel where the Conference Meeting would be held, France had invited Japan to have breakfast together. When they finished their breakfast, France came back with two cups of tea. "Let's drinking some tea before we go to the meeting, shall we?" he said and gave him a cup. Japan nodded, accepted it gladly and thanked him. It was a little bit too sweet for his taste but he couldn't say that to his friend, so he silently started drinking it. France smirked and also drank his tea cheerfully. He was very content with himself, everything was going according to plan. He just had to wait half an hour and the first part of his plan would be completed.
"Well, now that we've finished drinking our tea, how about we head to the Conference Room?" France said and held out his arm so that Japan could take it. Japan was surprised and stared at France's arm. France looked really amused. He just loved Japan's reactions and liked to tease him, however, this time it was for the sake of his plan and he had to make him take his arm. "Don't just stare, let's go. It's part of my plan" he told Japan. Japan couldn't understand how this would help with getting Greece back, but he decided to take it anyway. 'France knows better after all' he thought. However, if this thing about the plan was a lie, France, friend or not, would have to deal with his sword. He knew that if people saw them coming arm-in-arm, they would start weird rumors and he didn't want to risk his decency for nothing. "Fine" he surrendered, "but if this is one of your pranks, I won't let it slide".
France shivered. He knew that Japan was dead serious and he wouldn't hesitate to decapitate him on the spot. Anyways, he had no reason to be scared; he actually would do his best for his friend's happiness. And it wasn't only for Japan, he personally liked to play matchmaker and meddle in other people's lives and he wouldn't just let this chance pass. "Don't worry, everything will be fine. Trust me" said and chuckled.
When they both reached the Conference room, Japan knew that everyone was staring at them. He could almost hear them whispering. France stole a quick glance to see Greece's reaction and a smile formed on his lips. Greece looked very surprised and he couldn't take his eyes off of their arms. France released the Asian nation from his grip and put his arm around his waist. Japan stiffened for a moment but he didn't push him away. They both took a seat and instantly America cleared his voice and said "Let the meeting begin", so that the rest stop staring at Japan.
Around thirty minutes later, during an argument, England grabbed America from his jacket, well everything seemed normal so far, but all of a sudden a snore interrupted them. Everybody looked towards Greece and England shouted "For God's sake. Someone wake Greece up. At least the other times he was asleep he didn't snor…" he suddenly stopped in the middle. Greece was awake looking at them puzzled. If it wasn't Greece then who was the one snoring?
"I'm afraid it's Japan" said France laughing. Silence fell on the room for a couple of minutes. Everybody was too shocked to utter a word. Yes, the end of the world was coming; there's no other way that Japan would fall asleep in a meeting. "Well" England broke the silence first, "it seems that he spends way too much time with Greece that he adopted one of his… habits. Let's just leave him be, just for today. Coming back to our subject…" he continued and started arguing once again with America.
Only one person was still staring at the sleeping Asian nation, and that was Greece. What had just happened? Why Japan was sleeping? Is this really the end of the world? There was no other explanation. He kept thinking and thinking during the meeting but he couldn't understand what has happened to his beloved Japan.
At the other side of the table, next to Japan, two pairs of blue eyes were fixed on Greece. His lips twisted in a weird smirk. France was very amused with this entire situation and he was enjoying it greatly. The first part of his plan, which was to drug Japan, was going smoothly. 'Of course it would. It's my plan we're talking about" he thought. Now he had to wait for the meeting to end so that he could set in motion the second part of his master plan.
When the meeting ended, France woke Japan up. "Japan" he said softly "wake up. We have to go". Japan opened his eyes and for some time he couldn't remember where he was. Then his eyes opened wide as he realized he had fallen asleep during the meeting. His cheeks flushed and you could easily see the shame and desperation in his eyes. Before he could say anything, France gave him an understanding smile and told him to go wash his face and wait for him outside. He could only nod and left the room.
After Japan left, France headed towards Greece who was still in the conference room. "Dear fellow, Greece" he started. "What was that with Japan? It's not like him, right?" said and he grinned broadly. Greece didn't answer and kept gathering his things. "Well, probably it's because he hasn't been getting enough sleep". Now France had Greece's full attention but he still didn't lose his cool and stayed silent. France now losing his patience gave the last blow "I guess I shouldn't have been so harsh on him when I did him last night… and the night before… and the night before that… etc". Greece's eyes widened, jealousy mirrored in them before anger took its place. Greece now was even more angrier that he usually was whenever he saw Turkey. That's the look he wanted to see in Greece's eyes, jealousy, anger and hurt.
Greece cleared his voice before saying "What you two do in your private time isn't of my concern" and he shrugged. What was going on with him? He obviously was jealous. Why didn't he shout, why didn't he express his feelings? Was he wrong about him? No, he indeed was jealous, there's no doubt about it. But what was going on? "If you don't need me anymore, I must go. I have business I need to attend to" he said with a calm voice and headed to the doorway. France was stunned, frozen on the spot until Japan came to look for him. "Is everything ok?" he asked with a worried voice. "Yes, yes. Let's go Japan" he finally gained his composure, smiled at him and left.
At the lobby, Greece saw Kiki waiting for him. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "I came to get you of course and go back home" she answered and smiled as if what she said sounded perfectly normal. When did Greece's house was her home? He didn't remember making any promises with her. But Greece was too good-hearted and he couldn't hurt her feelings. If she thought it was her home, then let her believe that. Now that he didn't have Kiku nothing else mattered. So just let her do whatever she likes. And what was that with his love and France sleeping together? How was that even possible? His Kiku and France, that was unacceptable, he had to do something about it. But wait… Kiku wasn't his and he never was, he had rejected him. But hadn't he done that because he didn't like physical contact? Then how on earth could he do it with France and not with him? There was only one answer… Kiku just didn't love him and it was a misunderstanding from his part and perhaps he didn't say it outright because he didn't want to hurt his feelings. Greece's head was about to explode really soon. He had to stop thinking about it. 'Yeah that is right' he thought and dragged Kiki to the elevator. "Where are we going?" she inquired. "To my room, we have another meeting tomorrow so we'll have to stay for the night. You're coming with me too" he answered and lowered his head. Kiki smiled and nodded, she got what he meant.
In the meantime, France and Japan were heading to their rooms and as it seemed, Japan's room was next to France's. Was that a coincidence? No, coincidence and France never go together, it must be some of his tricks. Suddenly, France saw Greece and another woman approaching, they didn't seem to have noticed them. That was good. He cupped Japan's face and started kissing him. Japan lost it for a moment but when he got back to his senses he started pushing him away. "What the hell are you doing? Stop!" he shouted at his friend. What got into this blockhead? Greece saw the scene and approached them. He grabbed France from his hair and punched him. "He told you to stop, didn't he" he screamed and put his arm around Japan's shoulders to comfort him. Japan was at a loss, but he liked the feeling of Greece's arm on his shoulders that he felt disappointment when Greece pulled away.
Japan waved at Greece to come with him for a moment so that they have a private chat. "Greece, what are you doing here?" he enquired. That was the worst timing ever, he saw France kissing him. What would he think now? "I was just going to my room and I saw you two kissing. Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt you but you didn't seem to like it" he said apologetically, looking away. He couldn't look at him in the eye after what he had witnessed. That kiss affirmed his suspicions about them having an affair. "Thank you" Japan responded, "I don't know what got into him" he looked rather bothered by what had just happened. "But Kiku, I can somehow understand France's feelings. He's your boyfriend and of course he'd like to kiss you" Greece felt a sharp pain in his heart as he said that. Japan was looking at him like he was crazy. "Come again? Who is my boyfriend?" he said shocked by Greece's comment. Greece was very confused, why was Kiku reacting this way? "Isn't he your boyfriend? France told me that you two had sex…" he was on the verge of tears. "He told you what? We never had sex, we are just friends!" Japan shouted and gave a glare at France. The said person shivered. "How can I do that with someone else when I'm in love with you?" he blurted out and instantly he covered his mouth. He couldn't believe he just said that. "You love me?" Greece was astonished and his voice was shaking with emotion. "Yes, I do" he only answered and he flushed from embarrassment. Finally he conveyed his feeling and he would be with Greece again! How much he long for this moment to come.
"Heracles" a female voice came to their ears, "are you coming?" Greece looked at her and then turned to the small Asian nation. He stayed silent for a moment thinking how he should start and finally said. "Look, Kiku… I love you too, but it's too late now" he said and then he continued, "I'm with her and the last thing I want is hurt her feelings. I made the mistake to be with her and I must live with it. So as much as I want to, I can't be with you. I'm sorry, but I just can't" and as he said that he walked away. He took Kiki's hand and went to his room.
France was astonished. How could his plan fail? He rushed to Japan, the smaller man was petrified, he shook his shoulders trying to bring him to reality, but there was no reaction from his part. He had no other option, he had to slap him. He did so and finally Japan came to his senses. His eyes were moist, ready to burst into tears. Eventually his shoulders started shaking and hot tear were falling down. 'Now it really is over' he thought, his face turned pale and he collapsed.
"Japan!" his friend screamed.