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[He kisses him back, thoughts spinning. This was so different...]

Marco is always by Ace-kun's side... [Ace has to know that. Even if Marco's not there physically, he's really there for him. Ace has to know that.]

He will find happiness. ...Ah, so...

Ah... yes... I still don't want to-- [To what? Worry all the time? Feel random jealousy he's not allowed to and has to pretend isn't there? Cheat on Ace when they're not even exclusive? Wait for Ace to decide what he wants from Marco? All of it is a mess and Marco blames no one but himself, and yet still no regrets.]

If this hurts him... [Then Marco will find a way to make sure it doesn't. No matter what.] I know I can't protect him just by pretending to be fine when it's not, aye? [Tentatively kisses Japan again. It's so much different form what he's used to. Less feelings of brotherly affection spilling over, and somehow so much more needy than Marco has ever felt. Because he does need Japan, and Marco isn't used to needing any one person alone specifically. Not like this. And perhaps that's his mistake, perhaps that's why he's fallen so much harder than he expected he could. And yet...] No regrets. Look after him with me?

[He leans up a bit, into that kiss. He briefly wonders if he would be nearly so impulsive at any other point in his life. Easily influenced or not, what was this willingness to do such blunt things? For Marco's sake? Or...

Did it matter? Maybe he was just being himself. Underneath it all...]

No regrets. [He eyes Marco searchingly. Right, he couldn't help Ace like that. And if he was worried... Japan could understand. He didn't want to suggest bringing it up to Ace bluntly. He didn't know what to suggest. He knew what he wanted, and maybe that was selfish...]

Of course. [He'd look after Ace with Marco. Of course he would. They were all nakama. He had learned that he could experience that word... And more? Was this more? The hotness on his face had spread to the rest of his body. He was incredibly nervous, yet a bit... excited? This new sort of feeling was strange but not unwelcomed. Surely it wasn't wrong to be so curious...

He didn't know how Ace felt. He didn't want to guess, and he didn't want to force it one way or the other but... He really couldn't help it. He was never good at resisting temptation, after all. And with Marco saying it before so clearly...?

He moved his hands to the sides of Marco's face, now, going for a deeper kiss. No regrets... This was the sort of thing he had been striving to feel. He shouldn't... be ashamed, then, right?]

[Marco grinned at the ready answer. He didn't explain it, nor could he have, but trusting someone with Ace's life, with Ace's well-being meant far more to Marco than trusting someone with himself. It's why he was willing to call Japan and Seifer nakama at all in the first place.

The deeper kiss didn't exactly take him by surprise, but it took him a few seconds to figure it out and return it as quickly as he could. He moved to trail a small line of kisses along Japan's jaw and up to his ear, nibbling softly at the shell, whispering gently inside.] Love you Bushido. [It seems a lot easier this time.]

[Easier for Marco, maybe, but Japan heats up at that. He didn't think it was possible to. He shifts in embarrassment, turning his head to the side, but doesn't move away. Instead, there's a very quiet, very shy mumble.] Y-you too...

[Using 'you' is very intimate in comparison to names. He's not sure if Marco knows, but he does it for himself. He tends to only use it if he's being very personal, or very... scolding or teaching. Anyway, Japan is incredibly embarrassed now... But not unhappy. He slides his hands away from the sides of Marco's face to rest on his shoulders, by his neck, though he's still looking away.]

[Grins happily and gently pets Japan's hair. He wants to take it further, but as he keeps reminding himself, he's got time. And he suspects time is a better way to handle Ace with this than explosions.] Just never forget, eh? [Kisses down Japan's neck with small nips and slides a hand over Japan's clothes, down his chest.]

Of course not... [His tone is more gentle now, and he slides his hands slowly from Marco's shoulders down his arms. So much physical contact, and he was okay with it. More than okay with it. Of course he had to realize about Ace, as well...]

You do not, either, then. [He adds, eyes flicking to Marco as he forces himself not to shy away from those nips. Embarrassing, but with Marco somehow it was okay...]

Of course matey. It's a promise.

[Eases off of the nibbling and pulls back with a small shiver down his spine.] Watch the stars with me?

[He smiles a bit. Watching the stars with someone else sounded really nice.]

I would enjoy that.

Good. We can make up constellation stories. [Snuggles around him as a half phoenix.]

[a soft chuckle]

That sounds quite nice... perhaps Marco should go first.

Eh? I'm too embarrassed. [Nudge.] You first.

Hahhh? It is so rare for Marco to be embarrassed, and yet he pushes this on me?

[He's teasing...]

Of course! I'm very selfish. [Snuggles and rubs his scruffy cheeks against Japan's.]

... [Cute uwahh scruff but wow saying it like that. Japan's just going to pull this then.]

I am not sure if I can be so creative in my old age...

[Frowns and nibbles on him.]

Try harder. You're still a whippersnapper where I'm concerned.

[gfdkjg leaning away from that]

Marco could be no older than Germany-san... [HAHAHA but moving on] But I suppose I could try.

I could be older than China and you would never know. [Ruffles the hair!]

Acting like that, there is no way!

[LMFAO NO HE REFUSES TO BELIEVE IT]

[Whispers in Japan's ears as seductively as he can make this sound.]

I have seen the rise and fall of over two Eras. The oceans reshaped, and new landscape wrought. Wars, warriors, and victors, life and death, and felt the turn of ages of my back while the sun grew ever warmer with each passing year. I assure you love, age has nothing to do with it.

[kglsjdgkjkflsdgjkdfslgjdkgkfsdgjdskfg Japan is such trollbait.

He turns bright red and just covers his face, turning away.]

W-w-what sort of way of explaining is that!

[LAUGHS and kisses the tops of Japan's hands since he can't reach the cheeks.]

A good one I hope.

[There's a huff of a sigh when Japan finally lowers his hands, but he doesn't look irritated or anything of the sort. He's even smiling a little.

But then he moves to lie on his back, blinking up at the sky a couple of times before turning his head to see Marco as best as he could.]

Ah, Marco?

Yeah bushido?

No matter what happens... [At Accido, or with Ace or Seifer or America or Tatsumi-- Just. Whatever could happen.]

Please do not allow me to seclude again. [He glances away. It's... a weird request probably.]

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