part 335 summer nights (tell me more tell me more)

[aphanon_meme]

Like did he have a car? Dodo--dodo--dodo... yeah! How is your July going so far, meme? Good? Bad? Okay? Scrumtrulescent? ... Question mark? This is a very rambling post today, I'm sorry, I'm in a tired rush. A tired tired summer rush. Which, in my professional opinion, is the most annoying kind of rush. I prefer a crisp winter rush! But oh well.

Enjoy part 335!

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[greece]

[he doesn't flinch at the threat, though he doesn't come closer either]

You could... But why would you wish to...?

[he hasn't displayed any threatening behavior towards you, hasn't even raised his machete]

[jipangu]

There's only so many of us left...

[ he hasn't raised his machete, and Japan notes it now... ]

-- And I can't help you. All of my plans to do so... failed.

[ the only option left would be to try and fool the collars -- the "boss". But that'd likely fail, as well. His hopes aren't high right now. And so many have already died... for all he knows, England, the female America, and all the others left have died by now, too. Or they could be dying. ]

We couldn't find any working technology. Or an internet connection. At the mansion, nor the school. To hack the collars... at this point, I won't be able to.

We couldn't even find the base...

[ a few more steps forward. He's getting pretty close, now. ]

[greece]

[he makes note that you haven't lowered your gun though]

How many times have I told you... that technology does not necessarily hold all the answers...

[shakes his head, sighing softly]

I don't suppose you have seen Spain around...? I went in search of breakfast for him... but he disappeared by the time I returned...

[although...]

...have you eaten?

[jipangu]

[ ... ] I haven't.

[ now that he thinks about it, he hasn't eaten since he ate his yam at the shrine. That was... a while ago.... ]

I haven't seen Spain-san, either. [ so, Spain is still in this, too...? He could prove to be dangerous... ]

Technology might not hold all the answers, Greece-san, but...

If it doesn't, what is the answer? To all of this?

[ another step... ]

[greece]

Ah... I do hope he's safe as well...

[he doesn't answer your question, rather he tilts his head towards his bag]

Since I cannot locate him... would you like to share the food I found...? We could discuss this situation better on a full stomach...

[jipangu]

[ ...damn it, Greece. You're making this harder and harder for him. ]

I would... like to.

[ a pause -- he stops not far from Greece, now. But still, his gun hasn't lowered. And yet, his finger still hasn't moved to the trigger. (If Greece tried now, he could catch Japan off guard. He's close enough.) ]

But I probably should... not.

[greece]

[purses his lips, his smile becoming more amused]

Poison is not amongst my weaponry... if that is why you are concerned...

[he slips his bag off his shoulder, moving slower than he normally does just in case, and sets it on the ground along with his machete, now he's entirely unarmed]

[opens the bag and reveals some meat, perhaps rabbit, fresh and uncooked]

[and raises an eyebrow back at you]

[jipangu]

[ ...You're tempting him. Why are you tempting him? Why now? With food? When he's ready to kill, and can't--? ]

[ ...he drops his gun. It clatters loudly against the ground. ]

Greece-san. As much as I want it, food won't help me now.

[ he directly holds Greece's gaze... ]

I've already killed a friend. And I couldn't help other friends who died...

[ he's trembling. ] Save the food for yourself. Save yourself. While you still can... you should... [ he bows his head, closing his eyes. ] ...Kill me.

[ he's not giving up. It's a direct request. ]

[greece]

[blinks in surprise]

Japan...

[leaves the bag and stands to his feet again]

You realize what you are asking of me...

[and yet he doesn't refuse]

[jipangu]

I realize.

[ he remains where he's standing, head bowed. ]

...Please.

[greece]

...

[opens and closes his mouth a few times]

If... that is what you wish...

[bends down and picks up his machete, approaching slowly]

As long as you realize... I am entirely against it...

[jipangu]

I know you are. [ that's why he insists. ]

...It's what I wish. I'd rather die at the hands of a friend than... an enemy. Or simply because I could not win this... "game".

[ ...at least Greece might make it quick. ]

[greece]

I understand.

[stops next to you, and bows with you, placing a light, chaste kiss against your temple]

I will see you... later.

[and he straightens up again, inhaling deeply before quickly bringing the machete up and slicing down as hard as he can with both hands on the handle, cutting cleanly right through your neck]

[jipangu]

[ Before Greece struck, he wondered. He barely felt the kiss, but he was glad for it, all the same. It was comforting... ]

[ ...he wonders if this place has any cherry blossom trees for him to be buried under. He wonders if someone will remember to feed Tama and Pochi-kun when he's gone. He wonders if England-san is still holding on. He wonders if he'll get to see Romano-kun, if Romano-kun forgave him -- and if he'll get to see America-san, too. He wonders if Greece-san will live, after all. He wonders -- ]

[ ...he doesn't wonder anymore. ]

[greece]

[drops the machete and lowers himself to the ground]

...

[gently picks up Japan's head, and hugs it against his chest]

[he wants to stay and keep Japan company until the body grows cold... to give Japan a proper burial... to do anything that might make up for what he had just done... but he knows it will only put himself at risk]

Goodbye... for now.

[sets the head back as close to the body as he can get it so it doesn't look too unnatural, and gets up with his bag and machete to continue on his way]

[br_undertaker]

[the spreading fire has reached the building when the undertaker finds Japan's body, creating an ominous crackling sound in the air]

Why'd you let yourself be killed? You fought so well - did you have regrets?

[picks the body up with both arms, placing the head in its lap]

If that's why... I understand.

[the burial ground has no cherry trees, but a large blooming pear tree, and in the undertaker's opinion it is at least as beautiful as them]