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[fourseasons]

--wah!

[The yell is accompanied by an all too familiar BZZZZZT of the communicator as the device drops to the ground, giving a nice view of Japan shaking his hands off with a startled expression. He seems to be out near the lake, dressed in completely normal winter clothing aside from Turkey's Ottoman Empire hat thing balancing awkwardly on his head. He fixes it so it's less over his eyes and kneels down to the communicator with a frown.]

Ah, my apologies... I had intended to speak once I arrived at a nice destination, but it seems such devices are not so patient. [Irritation is there, underneath his polite way of speaking... But he eventually sighs, wrapping his scarf a bit more closely around his neck as he continues to walk, looking to the communicator.]

As some may know, I am the creator of the map program that many should have seen by now. That being said... I am interested in programming other things, though I cannot say I am sure where to begin. Is there anything useful that is needed? Or perhaps it is fine to do games... Ah, if such a thing interests you, please be sure to fill out the form at the end of this post. I will put it up shortly.

[He raises a hand up to fix that hat again, finally seating himself on the ground near the lake.] Though on one more note... Has everyone viewed memories that are not their own by this point? ...I am simply curious. [The video shuts off there, and as promised, it's just a few seconds later before the text is added.]

Please fill out this form if you are interested in asking me to program something.

Name: Program Description: Why is this being requested?:

Thank you. 人(--*)

[Feel free to run into Japan around Discedo too if you'd like! I'd be fine with him seeing any and all memories from you guys so go for it, and just ask if you want to see anything of Japan's.]

Comments

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[He nods, about to agree when he sees that memory. It's a little startling, but he does remember Marco at least telling him about this moment before...

Blinking a few times.]

Ah... Yes. [Frowning just a little.]

[fierybluebird]

[Frowns too.]

What'd you remember?

[fourseasons]

I was-- ah... Marco was trying to reach Ace and... Garp-san stopped him.

[fierybluebird]

[Rubs his jaw reflexively.]

Che... I can't even completely hate him either. Since he tried to kill Akainu after...

[Shakes his head.] Still a crazy old bastard.

[fourseasons]

It was quite startling... [As awkward or uneasy this makes him feel, learning things from Marco's perspective is actually sort of interesting.]

[fierybluebird]

He's a D.

[Marco says this as if it explains everything ever.]

[fourseasons]

That is often your explanation for America-san as well. [Even though he's not. But Japan means "I guess that makes sense."]

[fierybluebird]

Aye. It's the whole... crazy irrational fists of fury and eating too much and doing completely impossible things like it's nothing.

Gol D. Roger was one, Blackbeard is one, Ace, Luffy, Garp, Dragon the Revolutionary. If America isn't a D, he's exactly whatever your world's equivalent is.

America reminds me a lot of Garp really. A lot. [Marco is convinced if Garp didn't have a normal lifespan and was a country, he would pretty much be America.]

[fourseasons]

He certainly seems just as strong. [He's sort of thinking about the comparison now, quiet.]

[fierybluebird]

He is. And it's just as hard to --

[Breaks off as he has to suffer through the memory of the most horrible makeout session ever. And then immediately curls up in a ball on the floor. Wordlessly. No explanation. Just one minute talking to Japan, next moment on the floor on a ball looking traumatized. Yup.]

[fourseasons]

M-marco?!

[KNEELING NEXT TO HIM what did you see oh gosh]

[fierybluebird]

[Rolls back and forth pathetically. He hasn't even switched into phoenix form. CLEARLY THIS WAS A HORRIBLE HORRIBLE THING HE JUST SAW.]

Ugh. My head...

Even seeing him strip and flirt with Tatsumi was less horrible. Even the pink hoodieshorts...

[OH GOD WHY. HIS EYES. HIS EYYYYYES. Or brain really.]

I think... I think I just got far too close to the experience of kissing Garp. As close as it's possible to get without the real thing. [SHUDDERS. He is so traumatized here. SO TRAUMATIZED.]

I've lost the will to live. [Okay overly dramatic, but yes. Traumatized damn it!]

[fourseasons]

[Oh god.

He backs away again, turning a little red and raising his hands. Did Marco see... that time...?!?!]

W-w-what?! Please stop acting in such a way and forget it immediately!

[fierybluebird]

[CURLS UP MORE and shudders again.]

I can't forget it!!

[Bangs head on floor.] UGH. UGGGH! It's no wonder he's dating a werepire because that was just disgusting! [Or you know, finicky bird does not appreciate the slobbery style at all. Anywaaays....]

AND YOU HAD A CRUSH ON HIM!

[Fuck his life.]

[fourseasons]

[OH MY GOD NO MARCO WHY WOULD YOU SHOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT Japan is right back there covering his mouth with both hands.]

T-t-t-that is a complete misunderstanding! [He didn't think it was that bad... is this sad... But he thinks defending it would be bad too oh god he wants to die]

[fierybluebird]

[Yeah... that probably wouldn't help. And Marco's cheeks are bright red now. Too. Many. Emotions and thoughts at once. OVERLOAD.]

I don't think so. [Quiet now. The yelling was almost preferable huh? @_@] I can still feel... [SHUDDERS AGAIN. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Ew forever.]

Fuck. Fuck. Is Denmark around? Just so I can kill him? [Okay fuck it. Back in a ball on the floor and closing his eyes to make it all go away.] Was America even high at the time? [This is sort of... necessary to know. Because he might forgive half of it as long as the man wasn't sober. Maybe. :|] I think my head hurts.

[fourseasons]

[That was his memory and his thoughts and why is Marco reacting so dramatically like this!! It gets Japan all worked up, and now he's some cross of terribly embarrassed, ashamed, angry and defensive. Eventually he grabs a pillow from the couch and shoves it at Marco's face.]

S-stop talking about it like that!

[fierybluebird]

[Attempts to wrestle it away and bap him with it back.]

As opposed to how?

[All the deadpan snark. Okay, sure he'd feel awkward about Japan seeing his memory of making out with Ace, but Japan himself made out with Ace! HELL HAD SEX WITH HIM. So in Marco's book it's less horrible, since Marco would sooner kiss just about anyone else in Discedo.]

[fourseasons]

...

[Marco successfully gets the pillow and so after Japan is bapped and asked that question, he just stares at the floor in frustration. His face is red...]

America-san was sober. And I did not... [He trails off from his lie and just frowns. He doesn't even want to admit it. Ever. And he's using every ounce of self control to not slap him.]

Please stop making fun of us. [That's a little quieter, and he does say 'us'...]

[fierybluebird]

[Oh god. Marco just freezes, feeling horrible for once, and his eyes widen. He definitely didn't mean to really upset Japan. Definitely didn't. Was this a memory Japan liked? Fuck. Fuck. Damn it all to hell.]

Bushido... [Quiet voice. How does he fix it now?]

Ah... I'm sorry. [Flushes in frustration and sets the pillow gently in Japan's lap, leaning an arm around him.] Sorry. Really. [Leans his forehead against Japan's and takes one of Japan's hands to nudge it against Marco's own chin; miming punching him.] Free one. I deserve it. [Well kind of. He still maintains America is gross and ew Japan kiiiissed him! But he realizes he's being very grade-schooler about the whole thing.]

[fourseasons]

[Well, not liked... Really. Well. It's just. They were friends then. And silly and ridiculous and things were okay and he just felt like his emotions were completely being made fun of just now.

He frowns and just stares at the pillow in his lap.]

...I do not want to.

[fierybluebird]

I wasn't making fun of you. Or at least... I certainly didn't mean to.

[He didn't even mean to tease him. Just sort of freaked out.]

Sometimes... [His mouth is dry. He gets up and offers a hand to Japan to help pull him up too. He needs to grab some tea. Or sake. Something.]

Sometimes, though you've always said such things aren't meant for you... I wonder why you're not with another country. Then you wouldn't have to worry about breaking world barriers or trying to remember them beyond here. [His eyes are dark, face might as well have been carved from rock.] Greece and Turkey both like you well enough, France well... France is like that with everyone... [Which is why Marco does not have the need to kill him ever.] Netherlands --

[Rubs the back of his neck.] For a country who's always alone, you're extremely popular, my love. And I wasn't expecting America to be...

[A threat. And America is like Garp. He can't fight him. Also. It was gross. :|] I just wasn't expecting it. [Quiet dark voice.]

[fourseasons]

[He does accept that hand, pulling himself up and setting the pillow back on the couch nearby. And he looks very ashamed now, not really looking directly at Marco... But he'll walk with him.]

P-please do not feel that way... Ah, I mean... [He's really not sure what to say. He doesn't feel popular... Or if he ever does he feels like it's for all the wrong reasons and people aren't understanding him.]

They all have someone else in mind for such things, surely. E-even if they did not, I do not... [...] I am with Marco and that is all that should matter. It was simply mistletoe...

[fierybluebird]

[Tugs him forcefully close by the hand and kisses hard.]

I know.

[Shudders after he breaks the kiss.] Still -- yuck.

[He refuses to be mature about this.] Are there any other ex-boyfriends I should be warned about? Or ex-participants in lengthy amounts of kissing that I might be forced to experience; I should say.

[fourseasons]

[His heart still skips every time Marco does something like that, and he's startled speechless for a moment before pushing (more playfully this time) at Marco. He had never kissed a nation before!! It would be like kissing your best friend it was weird.

But Japan looks away in shame.]

...No boyfriends or anything like that. Ah... But if there are memories to deal with of that nature, it should only be Greece-san or Denmark-san... [...] And Italy-kun has kissed me, but he claims it is a greeting.

[So he means on the cheek LMAO]