066: Shoulder
Greece's shoulders were broad and strong. He'd used them to fight battles, win his freedom, turn the soil, carry the weak, and hold the weight of the years. They bore the mark of the sun, of scars from battles past, knotted with coils of muscle; the definition of solidarity, of strength. And yet, there were times that Japan's were the only shoulders strong enough to bear Greece's weight.
067: Childhood friend
A very flustered Greece looked back at an equally flustered Japan. The new and extremely sudden difference in height was to be attributed to the antics of a certain Britannia Angel. How long the effects would last was anyone's guess.
068: Smile
Japan tried his best to keep a straight face, because he knew that the fruitless argument would be lost as soon as he allowed himself to break into a smile.
069: Umbrella
He'd never been fond of the rain. The humidity messed with his hair and it bothered the cats and made them impossible to deal with. And besides that, he couldn't sleep comfortably outdoors.
It wasn't until Greece discovered the meaning behind sharing an umbrella that he stopped minding the rain so much.
070: Ice
Instead of the usual warmth
That shone from somewhere deep in the back of his eyes
And reflected in his shy, easy smile,
There was nothing there.
Expression blank and eyes cold and hard.
And Greece knew...that war changed people.
Oh gosh...I'm really getting near the end of this~!