A/N: Hello! I'm back. I've got writers block for both WIS and AUS (America and his United States), so I'm doing this. Yay!
Rating: T+ (It gets a little dirty, but only for fantasies. Nothing actually happens)
If you don't like homosexuality or crossdressing or the pairing, don't review to tell me this automatically sucked because it has those things in the chapter. You know who you are.
I don't own Hetalia, but I did write an essay on how awesome it was and how it affects our generation. Got 30/30 on that son of a bitch :D
The unofficial, yet universally acknowledged, headcannon of Ancient Rome being Greece's father is used. There are references to England's chapter.

Chapter 3: Greece-Crossdrossing
GreeceXJapan

Greece dimly remembered the days of his mother's rule; the simplicity, the battle training (Oh gods, the battle training), and the philosophy that was never truly matched afterward.

There was one thing he clearly remembered though.

The bold embracing of the naked body.

Yeah. He remembered that well. Especially since he caught his mother painting his father, Ancient Rome, naked once.

She kept subtly ogling him too. It was disturbing beyond comprehension, and was why nude portraits was the one thing he was icky about when it came to nudity and sex.

And not only was Ancient Greece all about embracing the naked body, she was very enthusiastic in embracing the male naked body. Up until the newer research indicating that homosexuality was genetic cropped up, Greece had been pretty sure that was what turned him gay.

Now Greece wasn't hardcore gay. He wasn't Spain or anything, who was 100% homosexual and only thought about guys. Nah, he was...flexible. He preferred men over women, but women did have their charms.

The delicate limbs, the smooth slender skin, the sweet smiling lips and lustrous deliciously scented hair could drive the Grecian wild, in his own lazy inattentive way.

And that was why, all those years ago, when he first set his bored and sleepy green eyes on Japan, he decided that he would have him.

(Turkey had seen the sex driven interest in Heracles forest green eyes, and decided for the poor Asian nation's sake, that he would look after the guy by cockblocking Greece as much as possible. This vow's spirit was boosted when they became buddies and he considered himself to be pretty damn successful until Japan slept with the brat and got over the "It was just a dream!" denial)

Greece had never been so interested in world affairs before he saw Honda Kiku. He looked like a delicate, soft, beautiful woman with his flowing robe dress and sandal clad feet. His feet themselves were small and feminine. Greece remembered wanting to crawl under the table and remove the footwear to suck on his toes and lick his way up the pretty pale and virginal skin. This certain desire has been fulfilled (and continues to this day). Greece could see the subtle and powerful muscles of the petite nation's shoulders, which took nothing away from the gentle girlishness, and longed to kiss and nip at the tensing shoulder blades. He wanted Japan's tiny hands to claw at his back, clutch desperately in his shoulder length hair, and maybe, if he was lucky (he was) to feel the calloused yet tender hands grasp his cock.

(Egypt, Greece's half brother, at this time noticed that Greece actually looked awake, and, knowing the only two things that got him that awake were Turkey's pain and sex, wished mercy on the object of Greece's attention. After checking to see if Turkey was in terrible pain, that is.)

Heracles loved the way the Japanese man's hips teasingly swayed side to side, the way his shiny healthy black bob cut brushed his cheeks, how his big rich earth brown eyes stared so dolefully and curiously at European customs.

Decades after laying his sights on the Land of the Rising Sun and successfully dating the man, Greece heard about a certain dirty little obsession of England's from France. Roleplay. Greece personally saw no interest in the subject, but let France continue, since letting France finish whatever the hell he was saying was a great way to the pervert to leave him alone since he would get bored and leave to bother someone else.

"...of course I should've known! England's always been a dirty little thing, ohonhonhon~"

Maybe he could fall asleep with his eyes open. He had heard of people doing that...

"I heard from England, who was typically drunk off his ass, that he's had America dress up as a pirate, a Western bandit, a police officer..."

Huh. Greece dimly began to hope the whole falling asleep standing up with open eyes thing was working since he felt his brain beginning to shut down.

"...a prisoner, figures the former Empire would have Amérique do that, a chemistry teacher of all things..."

Almost there...

"...a geisha..."

Wait, what? Greece was awake now.

"A...Geisha...?" Greece asked in his typical slow manner. "...Why?" France shrugged. "England and Japan are friends, non? Probably heard from him. And Japan has all that Lolita and things." France leered, a distant and sexually motivated gleam in his eyes.

Greece punched him.

Luckily, this was a pretty normal occurrence between the two, and they easily resumed conversation.

"Geishas...are like...prostitutes...who are...specially trained in the arts...right?"

"So I've heard."

Greece closed his eyes a little longer that normal and a absolutely delectable image of Kiku in a complete Geisha outfit, complete with a decorated fan to hid his bitable blushing face, flashed through his mind.

Wonderful. Adorable, gorgeous, sexy and absolutely wonderful. Greece turned to France, who was surprised by the burning fire in his gaze.

"...Sorry...I...need...to go and...do something..."

A/N:

Background Information:

Those Spartans: If you've seen the anime (particularly the English dub), Greece offers to give Japan a Spartan style physical. In which Japan would be completely naked and Greece would...examine him. In Ancient Greece only men were allowed to play in the Olympics. And they had to play naked so women couldn't sneak in there. The Ancient Greeks really embraced the male body. Really. You probably know from all the statues in the place.

Homosexuality: Research has shown that homosexuality isn't really nurture in anyway shape or form, but it's the genetics. This has been observed with differences in straight and gay people brain structure (VERY subtle difference. Like, one part of the brain in a gay man's brain is slightly larger than a straight guy's), the fact that a straight couple can raise their child straight and the child will be gay while a gay couple will raise a straight child (although I doubt they would intentionally put a painful effort into raising them gay considering how our society is a real bitch), and strangely enough fingerprints. Yeah. FINGERPRINTS. Look it up, it's weird and rather interesting. It's very rare for a person to be 100% straight or 100% gay, and to be only attracted/think about/fantasize the opposite/same gender. Most people, while they greatly prefer one gender over the other, have the occasional thought or sexual fantasy about someone of the same gender. It's normal, people. That's why straight guys can like yaoi, and straight girls can like yuri.

Geisha: to give the shortest and bluntest answer, a special type of Japanese prostitute. However, they are trained in many other arts, and are (well, were, at any rate) really for entertainment, not necessarily of sexual nature. It was a very serious and demanding lifestyle, and if you're interested, I would recommend reading Memoirs of a Geisha. Great book. Never saw the movie.

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