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Who: Poland [

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Where: A tearoom
When: March 12...sometime
Rating: PG?
Summary: Ryohei talks to Poland. Because Poland is awesome. And not deaf.
the Story:
There were a lot of things that Ryohei was fed up with, and at the top of the list was "dealing with people named Seimei and Hibari." It wasn't that he was particularly angry at either of them; he didn't mind helping Hibari whenever he needed it, and right now he definitely did, and he hadn't seen Seimei for days. He knew wasn't likely to see him again any time soon, either. But dealing with Hibari meant dealing with Seimei at least mentally, and at the moment that was more than enough.

The whole situation had gotten more complicated than Ryohei liked, and for once, he felt like he needed to talk to someone about it. He couldn't go to Hibari, though, so the next person to come to mind had, somehow, been Poland. Even if the nation didn't remember it, he'd told Ryohei an awful lot about his own problems, and Ryohei felt like it would be okay to talk to him.

He'd sent the nation a message asking him to meet him in a certain tearoom, and that was where he was now, juggling two balls idly with one hand while he waited.

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That didn't make any sense at all to Poland. He made a face at Ryohei over the edge of his mug.

"Sounds like a totally lame boyfriend to me," he muttered. "Seriously? When Liet got hurt, I like, stayed next to him for three days until he woke up. This Seimei guy just like, takes off without a word?"

"Yeah. Because Hibari glared at him when he noticed I hit him." He shrugged. "Glared at me, too. Because even if he thinks it was uncalled for, he knows I wouldn't to it for no reason. So Seimei felt threatened and left..."

He looked up at Poland. "Hibari showed me their conversation about it later, that's how I know."

Setting his mug down on the table, Poland leaned back in his chair and looked up at Ryohei. "Felt threatened 'cause your friend was pissed at him, or like, 'cause he thought you might punch him again? I mean, I guess if you only hit him once, that's pretty lame either way, but..."

Somehow, he felt like there was something he was missing. Maybe if he remembered what they'd been talking about the night they met...

"Because Hibari was annoyed at him and me. I think, instead of just at me."

He didn't even pretend to know what Seimei was thinking. He understood the older man about as well as he understood quantum physics.

Poland blinked, confused. "That's... weird to the max. But he was mad at you, too, so it's not like he was just playing favorites or something, right?"

"I guess. If he picked a favorite, he'd probably pick Seimei though."

"So what's he complaining for?" Poland sighed. "I totally don't get it."

Ryohei shrugged. "It's okay. I extremely just wanted someone to tell about all this. I can't really talk to Hibari about Seimei, because he'd probably get the wrong idea."

"Yeah, I get that... it really sucks, though, I'm sorry. You can like, talk to me whenever you want, if it helps and junk..."

Ryohei smiled a little. "Well you kind of have a similar problem. So I figured you'd get it."

He blushed, smiling a little nervously at that reminder. "I like, guess that's true..."

"It's extremely different in some ways." The boxer scratched the back of his neck and shrugged. "How's that stuff going?"

"It's, y'know, going," he replied, pulling his knees up to his chest and arranging his skirts again. "Like... I don't know. I feel like I should try to stop being all jealous and stuff, 'cause like... y'know, Pakistan's had a way rough time lately, but it's totally not that easy, right? I can't just like, not feel the way I do about him..."

"Especially when he's all... ohmigod, he's so frustrating sometimes, you know? It's like, he does all the stuff I wish he would without realizing it or meaning anything by it... He like, complimented my dress the other day, and it was just like, 'okay, really? What's up with this?'"

Ryohei nodded. It wasn't like that with Hibari--not at all, really, since Hibari knew how he felt, and Hibari rarely showed affection to him in ways most people would recognize--but he could imagine how frustrating that would be.

"What'll you do?"

"Dude, what can I do? I don't wanna lose my best friend, so I've just... gotta keep my mouth shut and junk, you know?"

"Not really." Ryohei looked at the nation curiously. "I'm extremely not good at not doing something when I have a problem."

Which was part of the reason why his own situation was so frustrating for him.

"Well, yeah," Poland snapped. "Neither am I, but I totally don't have much of a choice about this! He's normal. He's got a girlfriend and stuff, and--and it's not like I should want him that way in the first place, and I don't wanna make things weird for him or push him away, so there's nothing I can do! I've totally thought about it!"

"I know. That isn't what I meant." The boxer leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. "I mean I'm extremely not good at waiting. And sometimes that's the best thing to do."

And sometimes the best thing to do was punch someone. But at times it was hard to tell. And people tended not to like it when you went around punching things when you should be waiting. Or something.

"I still think you're wrong that you shouldn't want him like that. 'Cause if that's the case, then I'm wrong too. But you're extremely right about the rest."

With a sigh, the nation started fidgeting with his skirts. That, he thought, was an advantage to wearing them--they were so easy to play with when he got nervous, it was somehow comforting. "Waiting sucks," he muttered. "And like, how lame of me would it be to spend forever sitting around and just waiting for a guy who's never gonna like me back?"

Not that he saw much of an alternative to that. Other than saying something, losing him as a best friend, and then waiting forever for him to return his affections without any real hope of it.

Yeah, Ryohei's bandages served a similar double purpose.

"What else can you do? I mean, you won't start liking someone else will you?"

"I like, really don't think so. I've known I feel like this for like... decades. And I've never felt it for anyone else." He was doing all right at making friends in the mansion, but he'd always had trouble really opening up to people. Strangers scared him more often than not, and as straightforward as he was, he wasn't as good as some of the other nations at just... trusting people. Liking someone besides Liet had never really come up as a possibility, and he didn't have much reason to think that it would.

Ryohei guessed when you lived as long as a nation did, things probably happened a little more slowly.

"But you're not gonna tell him? I mean, if he didn't have a girlfriend, would you still not tell him?"

"I like, kinda don't know," Poland admitted. "It's like... back at home, I never told him. 'Cause like, the church thinks it's super-bad and all, and things were pretty chill the way they were, y'know? It's like, either way it was kind of just the two of us, and our people and his brothers and other territories, so like... it was kind of enough back at home, I guess.

"But now we're here, and like... no one really seems to care who likes who, and even angels and stuff act like it's totally okay, and we talk to so many more people, and I don't... I don't know. It's good, I guess, y'know, having other friends and stuff. But like... it makes me feel really lonely for the times when he spent more time with me. Which is lame, 'cause like, we still hang out a ton and share a bed and everything, so I shouldn't feel so weird about him paying attention to other people...

"And like, the whole thing with the girlfriend... in a way, maybe that's why it sucks so bad not to be able to tell him all of a sudden. Like. Like, it was okay to just like him quietly when he didn't like anyone else, but now it hurts. Does that make any sense?"

Ryohei noddd. "Yeah. I get it. 'Cause I didn't care if Hibari was with me after I told him I liked him, but him being with Seimei...bothers me to the extreme."

Of course, that might have just been because it was Seimei.

"Aww. Yeah, I think I get that..." Poland sighed, still fussing with his skirt. "So like I said, I guess I really don't know if I'd have told him without us being here and the girlfriend and all."

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