GreecexReader: Alliances

  Greece sighed as he lay his head on the table and wafted off into a shallow sleep. One of his many cats jumped up and purred, gently rubbing her head with his. He really hadn't been acting like himself recently. Since the day he saw one of the newest nations, _________ at the world meeting with Turkey.

  Now, as many know, it's not abnormal for Greece to hold spite against Turkey, but he felt somewhat different about this situation. He couldn't stop thinking about her fragile hand in Turkey's when they walked in only a day earlier.

  And no matter how many times he tried to stop thinking about her, he seriously couldn't. He could only think about her beautiful (h/c) hair which bounced a bit as she went to her seat or how determination glowed in her (e/c) eyes when trying to keep the meeting running (and replacing Germany for the moment who was not so ecstatic about doing so).

  But one thing kept blocking him away from the though of her and that was  the masked man that he held so much hatred for; Turkey. If he even knew that he had something Greece wanted, there might've been a very interesting conversation.

  Unable to bare with any more thoughts, he lifted his emerald green eyes to stare at the cat who had continually bothered him throughout the few moments he slept. Brushing a few strands of dark brown hair out of his face, he picked the cat up and cradled it. He leaned back in his chair,"What should I do...?"

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  Throwing your heels to the side of the room, you made your way to the couch and fell backwards onto it. You leaned over to the side and grabbed a stray cushion, hugging it tightly and burying your face into it,'Why is Turkey so stubborn?'

  All you did was ask about that one nation who had fallen asleep during the meeting and he completely blows up at you,"I don't ever want to see you talking to that lazy, no-good slacker!"

  Shutting you (e/c) eyes a bit, you sighed,'I don't see the problem. He seemed really nice.'  You sat up and looking outside of the window of your home,'Besides, Turkey doesn't own me.'

  With a sudden burst of energy, you jolt to your feet with a fist held high,"Yea! Turkey has no control over what I say! I'm _________; a completely independent nation who Turkey keeps trying to win over!"

  Taking in what you said, you grabbed your shoes and headed towards the door, only to freeze up before grabbing the knob,"B-but...I STILL DON'T KNOW HIS NAME!!!" Hitting your head a bit, you try concentrating,"Think ______. Think!" You paced around the room a bit, deep in thought.

  You knew this. Yes, you have been literally isolated your whole life from the world around you until Turkey came into the picture, but you had some sense of knowledge,"Turkey kept mentioning Greece. How much he loathes him and wishes he were dead. It's gotta be Greece!"

  Again, you make your way to your door, head held high and energy surging through your veins but you froze up again,"Damnit! I don't know what I'm gunna do! He doesn't even know me!"

  Giving up once more, you throw your shoes across the room and lay back down on the couch,"God damn it!" You threw your cushion in the air and let it land on your face,"Maybe I should just give up on him."

  You held your heart which was only a minute ago racing with the thought of seeing him again,"But why would my heart be aching so much...if I really didn't care?"

  You turned yourself over to face the blank white wall before you and shut your eyes once more,"Maybe...just maybe..." Your mind began fogging up. Your day had been long with Turkey dragging you all over him home and trying to convince an alliance throughout the day (which you denied several times).

 "I couldn't...be crushing...on him..."

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  Greece made his way up the unfamiliar hill in a seemingly uncharted area. This was ________'s home he was making his way up to and that's all he needed to get himself there.

  Upon reaching your front door, he stood for a moment, thinking about what to do or to say. You might not even be home right now or maybe you were taking a nap. No, the second one was highly unlikely. But something grabbed his attention through the window to the side and, in fact, you were asleep.

  'I shouldn't wake her up. I nearly killed Japan the one time he did that.' He turned around but his eyes were still glued to your figure, asleep so peacefully on the couch. He could hardly stand thinking that you might actually be Turkey's ally.

  While off dreaming in your own fantasy world, you hear a knocking at the door. Lifting your head a bit, you noticed an unfamiliar figure outside, but the sun had quickly set in the time you had wafered off and you were unable to see the stranger's face.

  You brush your now messy (h/c) hair with your hand while standing up,"I'm coming!" A lot was going through your mind right now,  mainly wondering who might the person be.

  Opening the door, you saw Greece standing in front of you, looking very flustered,"Y-you're ________, right?"

  Your jaw hung open a bit in shock, looking at the handsome Greek man who stood before you at your doorway, asking for you,"Yes. You are Greece, correct?"

  He nodded slowly, his green eyes seemed emotionless but held happiness in them,"Did Turkey tell you about me?"

  "You could say that." Stepping aside, you offered him entrance to your humble home,"Please, step inside. It gets cold outside at night."

  He did as you asked and gently took a step in. He was holding something in his arms and he must've taken notice,"You don't mind cats, do you."

  Your eyes shone with excitement. You loved animals,"No of course not. Does it have a name?"

  The cat poked it's head and looked at you with olive green eyes. It's fur was a light tan and in some spots had a darker brown tone,"I don't usually name them. There are a lot of cats where I live."

  You stroked it's head gently and it brushed it's head up against your hand. You smiled,"Looks like a 'Heracles' to me."

  He looked a bit surprised at first but then released the (now struggling) cat from his grip,"You can keep him."

  You felt a bit offended. You name the cat and suddenly he abandons it,'Of all the no-good dirty-'

  "He likes you...kind of like how I like you."

  You looked at him a bit surprised,"You don't mean like-"

  He smiled lightly at you,"Turkey and I have been rivals for awhile now," He started,"And I got really jealous when he walked into the meeting yesterday with you. Probably because you're so pretty."

  "But me?" You thought out loud. It was a bad habit that was getting the better of you,"But why would you come here if you are rivaling the one asking for an alliance?"

  "Be mine." You were a bit shocked at the corny almost Valentines-like line,"My ally at least."

  "B-but what about Tur-" You were cut off by a pair of lips which had planted on yours so suddenly you lost your breath. You quickly broke off, gasping for air.

  "You talk a lot."