046: Homecoming

It seemed to Greece that each time he traveled to stay with Japan, it was becoming much less of a visit and very much more of a homecoming.

047: Individual Lesson

When they had first begun their private lessons, Japan had focused on teaching vocabulary and sentence structure. These days, Greece was the one leading, and though the lesson lasted longer, the Japanese phrases he learned were undoubtedly shorter.

048: Ruggedness

Though Japan couldn't grow facial hair if he'd tried, Greece was very particular about his. It was his deepest fear that he'd one day end up with a beard if he let it go unchecked for any period of days. Such things reminded him too closely of his childhood, and the man he never wanted to become. That, and he'd never seen anything cute that had a beard.

049: Color

The clock ticked by

As they quietly pondered the question

That had been philosophically voiced

And though the sun was setting

Neither could answer

If cats could see in color.

050: Candy

Japan had never been much for sweets, much preferring his food to be salty. So it was with great relish that he popped another olive in his mouth, savoring it like a child would candy.


Halfway there! I can't believe its already this far through~

Ophelia: Warped, yes. You're barely seeing the extent of it. And the black sludge is referring to Turkish coffee, which is quite hard to drink and enjoy (at least for me).

Also, I'd like to address what you brought up about sex in Giripan. For me, its quite an understated part of their relationship. Yes, it happens, but no, it isn't the focal point. They're both very mature, and much more focused on the thoughts and feelings of the other than on the physical aspect. And while Greece will freely admit that he's got lots of experience on the matter, and in fact enjoys it quite a bit, its something he has to be asked about. Japan, on the other hand, is too discreet to talk about such matters freely. Its a really great balance, and I love it much more than the way other pairings treat the bedroom.

Oooh Giripan. There's not much else to say.