Soul: Hey guys! Everybody enjoyed their first week of school *cricket cricket* Yea, I know.

Disclaimer: I do not own Galana by Helena Paparizou or Hetalia.


Galana

Greece lay on his back, feeling the salty breeze pass over his face. He had his eyes closed to the world, trying to fall asleep. His hat shaded his eyes from the sun.

A cat jumped lightly onto his chest. Greece barely acknowledged it in his half-waking state. A girl began singing somewhere. It was very familiar, but Greece couldn't place it before he fell asleep.

He woke slowly while someone combed fingers through his hair. Greece's mind went into rewind, to the time his mother would hold him while he slept. She would sing him to sleep and wake him up by running her fingers through his hair.

Greece sighed, not wanting to let the dream fade. It felt so real through, Greece found himself leaning into the fingers.

The girl started singing again. Greece opened his eyes slowly and looked around. Someone was sitting next to his head.

The fingers stopped, moving away as Greece sat up. He looked over and felt the blood drain from his face.

The girl looked too much like his mother, almost an exact copy. But she was younger, maybe seventeen. She looked at Greece carefully then stared at her hands.

"I thought you might like to hear that song again. I think Grandmother used to sing it, but I don't know all the words. I wish she could have taught me." The girl said softly. She looked out over the ocean.

"I wonder what this looked coastline like when Grandmother was alive." She murmured. Greece straightened up and glanced out over the water. Ten he looked back at the girl.

"There were ships all over the water. Some were fishermen ships, some were traders from other countries. You could see scholars debating in the courtyard down there." He said, pointing down into the town.

"What about sunset?" The girl asked.

"Mother and I would sit up here and watched Helios finish his duties. Then we would go home and she would tell me stories until I fell asleep." Greece said, his eyes glazing over.

"Would you tell me stories?" The girl whispered. Greece looked over at her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"What do you want to hear?" He asked.

"Anything." She replied. Greece kissed her forehead, resting his cheek on her head.

"How about I tell you about how Athens was created?" Greece said with a smile. The girl grinned.

"My story?" She asked incredulously. Greece just smiled at her. Athens laughed and nodded.

"Sure."


Soul: Sorry about the wait. Hope you liked!