"Heracles."

"Kiku?"

"Heracles."

"What do you want?"

"Hand me a kitty."

Greece took one of the cats off of the back of the couch and put it in Japan's lap. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Just thinking... about the past."

"Yào! Yào, I have something to-"

He stared in shock. Was that... Russia? Making out with China? Japan ran out of the room in tears. He laid on the bed next to America.

"I hate Russians," he whispered.

America ran his fingers through Japan's hair. "I can relate." They both chuckled.

"Kiku, why are you crying?"

Japan looked at Greece. He didn't even realize he had been crying. He sniffed and stood. "I'm going to go make some tea." He grabbed the cat, whose head was now damp from his tears, and handed it to Greece.

Greece nodded, taking the cat and putting it back where he grabbed it from.. "I love you."

Japan hesitated. "I love you, too." He walked into the kitchen.

»_«

America sighed. Getting around in Tokyo was nearly impossible. Signs you couldn't read, people you couldn't understand, and nothing to eat in sight. He had finally given up when he found a hotel to stay in. That night, he attempted to go to sleep while his stomach was empty and his mind was full.

Am I going to run into Kiku again while I'm here? Will he even remember me? Does he have any kids? Is he married? Where is he living now? Is he even in Tokyo?

Does he still love me?

"Alfred?"

"Octavia? Why are you in here?"

"You left your door open," she explained. "I missed you." She sat on the edge of the bed.

Was she even wearing underclothing? "Why'd you stop coming to the meetings?"

"Arthur made life hard." Her breasts bounced as she turned around. "I came to Japan to visit an old friend."

"Who?"

"Well, not me, exactly. I'm accompanying Sadik, who's coming to visit Heracles."

"Oh."

"You dating anyone? Are you married? Do you even have any children?"

"I have a domestic relationship with Torys- Lithuania. We have two children. Their names are Rytas and Roze, with a 'z'. He's paralyzed from the waist down, because of shit that happened during Roze's birth. So... I do most of the work."

She chuckled. "Pony boy."

America sighed and shook his head, sitting up, scooting forward, and pulling the lightly dressed capitol close and into a hug. "I missed you, too. All the laughs we shared. Every argument we had. Every bullet you shot at... anyone, really. I haven't forgot a single one of them."

"Not a single one?"

"You remember how we met?"

"Yeah. How could I forget?"

"Do you remember what we did together the night I brought you home?" He grabbed the bottom of her nightgown.

"I was having a hangover when we did that. Would you... care to remind me?"

"Consider it my 'welcome back' gift."

»_«

He woke up, and she was gone.

"Washington D.C., you elusive little rascal. Will we ever meet again?" He sighed. "You disappeared so long ago. You come back to me now, have sex with me, and then disappear again for God knows how long? Hell, I don't even know if you were really there. I could've just been having an erotic dream. Like you would ever travel anywhere with Sadik.

"I miss you." He sighed. "Almost as much as I miss my Kiku. You were a good friend, good as bait, a good capitol... everything."

He couldn't tell if he was talking to her, or saying these words to get his kind off of Japan. Did she show up in his dreams to take his mind off of Japan in the first place? Was she even a dream? He didn't know anymore.

He sniffed, seeing a tear fall from his eye and onto the bedsheets. He sighed. "I need to eat," he muttered to himself. He gathered his clothes to get dressed for the day. After breakfast, he would go remaio weed hunting.

Latvia only had so long.