Shoji Kawamura woke up and turned to his right. Chidori was there, sleeping beside him. It had been three months since he made that speech. Now the two of them, along with Simon, the North Korean and the couple were at sea together with a host of others. In such a short time the bulk of the Green Oceans fleet had officially retired, including new vessels. The fleet was now in international waters and, withe other ships to join them in the coming months. In a few days, Konstantiniadis would arrive to inaugurate the new nation.
Life at sea was an exciting affair. Konstantiniadis owned a number of Caribbean resorts and his wealth and influence kept prying eyes away. Shoji and Chidori practically had the time of their lives as the fleet traveled the islands. They were now in the open ocean, heading for Europe.
Shoji sat up and climbed out of bed. He put on his white boxers and walked across the cabin to the porthole. Pushing the curtain aside, he beheld the vast, open sea. The morning sun was shining, casting its rays upon the waters; the sparkle reflected in his eyes. He smiled, and as his thoughts were turning to the possible challenges that would open up to him, he felt Chidori's right arm encircling his right shoulder.
He put right hand on her right hand, lowered his eyes and turned to his left as she put her left hand on his left arm.
Shoji sat up and climbed out of bed. He put on his white boxers and walked across the cabin to the porthole. Pushing the curtain aside, he beheld the vast, open sea. The morning sun was shining, casting its rays upon the waters; the sparkle reflected in his eyes. He smiled, and as his thoughts were turning to the possible challenges that would open up to him, he felt Chidori's right arm encircling his right shoulder.
He put right hand on her right hand, lowered his eyes and turned to his left as she put her left hand on his left arm.
