"N...Natural?" He repeated, softly. "But, I do not see how I am so different..." He chuckled softly, and turned around, interuppting the other. "Besides, I am not defenceless. You have no need to be so gentle as if I would break."
The faint flush on Kiku's cheeks darkened, and he allowed his eyes to fall shut. The movements were soothing, a rare occurence for the slight Japanese man. "For someone so strong, you touch me so gently... It is... a strange feeling." He muttered, softly.
Kiku gave a small "eep" at the touch, but sighed. "Perhaps..." He sighed, his eyes closing at the feel of the other's hand on his back. It felt... nice.
Kiku chuckled softly. "I agree. However, I rarely relax." He sighed, and looked up at the sky. "I have very little time to do so..." His eyes suddenly gained a very far away look, and his face fell blank.
Kiku blinked at the gesture. "Likewise." He sighed, and set his sword beside him, settling down into a traditional Japanese sitting position. "Better? There is something bothering you, ne?" He looked concerned.
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"I am fine. Yourself?" -sits down beside him, placing his hands in his lap-
-walking past the house, sees Greece snoozing on the law- "Ah? Konnichiwa, Greece-kun."