peering out of binoculars when he spots the Greek playing football in a field. He discards them and makes his way over to him easily

stopping the ball before grabbing him by the shoulders and inspecting him. "...Dio mio...you look a lot like your mother!"

at first wonders who this joining him in playing but he's surprised, and just a little bit nervous, to see Rome. 'Dio mio? No,_

I'm Heracles,' He says, before pausing. 'I do?'

grabs his face and turns it from one side and then the other. "Yes, you do...." He says amazed before releasing his face and stepping away

from him inspecting him from head to toe as he pulls the collar and peers down it to giving the Greek's ass a good smack. "I'm amazed."

not used to being manhandled in such a way and is at a loss as to how to handle it. He just stares in surprise as he is inspected. He feels_

a little on show, and then lets out an uncharacteristic yelp at the smack. He rubs his ass gingerly. 'Glad I could stun you like I have?'_

He says, wondering if it's only polite to do it back. 'My mother was beautiful, I can only hope that is the similarity you notice.'

nods. "Yes, she was a very beautiful woman." He agrees. "But I think the most stunning feature of all is yours eyes. They are identical to

hers."

touches the side of his eyes, having never really noticed anything special about them. Then again, he always sort of knew he shared some_

physical traits with his mother but no one ever commented on it before. He smiles warmly. 'Thank you for noticing, but they are hardly_

'stunning'. Mother's were prettier.' He stares at Rome curiously, feeling a little less nervous than before. 'You and my mother were_

close, right?'

nods at that. "Yes, we were really close." Perhaps best not to say how close but there were some striking features the Greek had to him.

pretending not to notice the ahem similarities but his flushing cheeks might have given him away. 'I, uh, remember reading a lot

about you from her journals and writings. She was very fond of you.'

had never read her journals...he was kind of curious. He can't help but smile at him before patting him on the back. "I hope it wasn't all

bad stuff....we bickered quite a bit."

shrugs, unsure how much of his mother's writings were meant for Roman ears. 'The way I see it, bickering is good. Turkey and I do it all_

the time now that we're not allowed to, you know, attack each other. It helps get the tension out. And no, not all of it revolved around_

disagreements. Just...some.'

quirks a brow at something he heard. "The Turk is still alive?" He remembered him very well.

(( Hey, you up for a bit of dramatics? >D ))

nods, a small smile sneaking onto his face. 'Very much alive and well but still just as frustrating.'

((Why of course I am! curious What you thinking?))

notices the smile but nods a bit apprehensive. "Interesting....I had no idea. He was quite the brat when under my rule."

(( Let's just say Turkey ain't happy right now. ))

looks curiously at him. 'Really? No, you don't mean Turkey right?' He is in awe. 'He was under your rule? A-and he was a brat?' He_

thought about all those times the Turk had smacked him about the head calling him a brat.

((XD aww Turkey, Greece apologises... ))

(( Pff, I'm not apologizing to anyone! Bl Damn old man.... ))

(( Aww, behave....I wasn't that bad. ))

nods. "Yeah, he was a real troublemaker. I don't know how many times I had to put him in his place." He admits.

(( ....I just realised I misread that. xD Apology accepted Greece. ; ) ))

unintentionally leans in, wanting to hear more. He had never imagined that Turkey would have had to answer to anyone. 'Put him in his..._

S-so you really had to keep him in line? What did he do? What did you do?' He had so many questions, it just seemed so surreal to hear_

about Sadik's life before he was there.

((Why do I get the impression Greece is almost going to idolize Rome eventually? XD haha ))

(( Haha, not sure, but I don't think Turkey will be cool with that. This could get interesting. ))

(( I mean not cool....NOT cool. D: ))

takes a seat on the ground and taps the spot beside him. "So many questions." He laughs. "Well, he really liked to start rebellions or

rather wars. And he'd give Persia hell too. He could not sit still for the life of him and although technically he was under my rule, he did

his own thing almost all the time..."

((hahahaha! snuggles Turkey I wonder what other secrets Greece will hear about Turkey now!))

(( Mwahaha, Rome is taking over again!! ))

(( So many. ))

immediately sits down with him, looking at Rome like he was the source of all knowledge. 'So his need for fighting was there even when_

he was younger?' He tilts his head to the side. 'He's such a hypocritical ass, if I had been wild like that, causing havoc and not_

listened to him, he'd have punished me until I stopped!' He looks cheated.

wraps an arm around him as if they were huddling. "Oh, I definitely punished him and so did Persia but it didn't keep him down for a long

time. His perseverance and determination was to be admired."

listens intently, and then pouts. True, he also admires Turkey's strong personality and determination, but was so confused as to how to_

feel about Rome's words. 'He's still the same, then. Doesn't matter what happens, who says whatever, he's still just as forward-rolling as_

ever. It was hard to live with him when I was desperate for independence. I think he saw my 'freedom' as a failure for him.'

pats his back sympathetically. "Unfortunately, I'm not the one who can really tell you that. Losing territory does feel like a bit of a

failure, I won't lie about that but only he knows how much of a failure it was to him." He says honestly.

spots the Greek and the...he squints before he scowls at who it is. He is quick to stomp over to the two and he wretches the Greek away from

the Roman, pulling Heracles behind him. "What the hell are you doing here you old coot!!" He growls keeping a tight hold on Heracles.

had been nodding along to what Rome had been saying, and was not expecting the sudden arrival of the Turk. He stumbles back and watches_

the other two nations, wanting to defend Rome a little. He seemed like a good guy...

glances up at the Turk with wide eyes before getting up and chuckling lightly. "Sadik~ Long time." He says as he opens his arms as if

expecting the other to jump into his embrace. "I was just amazed at how much Heracles looked like his mother." He says gently.

shoots him several glares. "You stay away from him." He hisses. "We're all done with your shit."

pulls at Sadik's elbow, quietly telling him off. 'Stop it, Rome has been nothing but friendly to me, why are you being so rude?' He_

glances apologetically to Rome.

chuckles at this, completely unfazed by the others anger and noting the Greeks apologetic glance. "I've done no harm. Just casual chatting."

pulls his elbow away and shoots Greece a glare too but says nothing more to him. He turns his gaze back to the old man and snorts. "Yet.

You've done no harm yet. I know exactly what you're capable of."

being ignored, and pulls at Turkey's ear sharply. 'Rome was just telling me about your childhood. Some interesting things, I think you've_

got some explaining to do.' He folds his arms, feeling he should defend the nice nation who compared him to his perfect mother.