It was a quarter to seven A.M. when Berwald, still half asleep, got out of his bed.
Usually he would wake up at seven or ten past seven o'clock , but now that he was awake he couldn't just go back to sleep. His school classes started at eight o'clock at the International School that he went to in Italy, specifically in the north-west of the country.
His mother and father divorced when he was thirteen years old, but even if it hurted him to know that they would't live anymore all together as a family, he was also relieved .
He just couldn't take anymore the fights that his parents would start at every hour, just because they were in the same room.
His custody was taken by his mother, a beautiful woman in her late thirties with shoulder length wavy blonde hair. Her eyes were of a deep light blue, which were even more empathized by the long eyelashes that she had. She was also slim and about a metre and seventy-four centimetres tall, surely more than the average height of an Italian woman.
About three months ago, in August, Berwald moved to Italy with her mother, Marna, because she had found a job as touristic guide in the area near the coast, in Liguria, and settled in a relatively small town with not more than twenty thousand habitants.
Obviously, she first asked her son opinion about the whole matter, but Berwald knew that it was one of her mother's dreams to works in Italy, so how could he tell her to refuse the maybe once-in-a-life-time opportunity that had been proposed to her? And then it's not like he hated the idea to move to the boot-shaped country.
On the contrary, he was pretty thrilled himself.
Sure, he had always loved Sweden, his country, but it would have been a whole new experience moving to another one ,and he would have even learnt a new language.
Oh! And he could make some friends at his new school!
Yes, Berwald was a positive person, so it was normal that he liked to think positively!
…
Liked.
In fact, from the very first day at his new school, two months ago, and to be even more accurate in mid-september, he had been treated like some kind of furious beast "in for the kill" by his classmates.
…Well, not only by them, but anyway.
He wasn't really surprised by this treatment, because he already knew that his appearance was far from friendly for a sixteen years old boy. He was over a metre and eighty centimetres tall, with a big and strong built, messy light blonde hair and a pair of blue eyes that seemed to follow every and each of your movements for then glare at you from behind a pair of blue thick lenses. But, as stereotypical as it sounded, he had ruined his vision after spending too much time reading during the long nights that he had when their parent were still together but didn't love each other anymore.
But you know what they say, never judge a book by his cover.
He had hoped that maybe at his new school he shouldn't have to worry about his appereance since it was an international school of people from all around the world and with different looks and characteristics. But he just wasn't lucky. Yep, definitely.
Anyway, back to the present, Berwald was tired.
…Let's just say more than the other days.
There wasn't any particular reason, he just wanted to get to bed again but he couldn't.
In fact, he was a model student despite his looks, but just because he liked studying. Since he was little he found that studying was a good way to spend time and that it was interesting to learn about new things as days gone by. His favorite subjects were history and… yes, Swedish? But now he didn't study that one anymore since he was in an Italian school.
But he found Italian a great language, but also a tad difficult. Certainly all those verbal tenses didn't help at all.
He went to his bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then tried to tidy his hair a bit with an obviously overused comb that missed some of his teeth. After that he returned to his well-kept room and opened his wardrobe and picked from the tidied shelves a yellow t-shirt and a pair of simple blue jeans, and decided to wear them.
After getting dressed, he slowly walked to the kitchen to have breakfast. Her mother was wearing a long, simple and white nightgown and pouring in a light green mug some coffee before she turned around and smiled saying "good morning" to his son.
"Mmh." It was Berwald's only answer, but he also tugged up a little the corners of his mouth while saying so. He didn't like speaking if unnecessary.
His mother knew him very well, so she just smiled more and headed to her bedroom, probably to get dressed. The Swedish boy then sat at the table and started eating some Frosties, with some toast and honey.
Who said he didn't have a sweet tooth?
Once he finished breakfast, he put on a pair of light brown Timberland boots, a grey padded parka and picked up from the ground his simple black backpack. He controlled his watch and saw that it was half past seven, so he started walking to school.
From his house to his school he just needed to walk for fifteen minutes. He didn't like going by bike because he enjoyed walking through the narrow streets of the small town. He loved listening to the birds chirping in the background while thinking and catching a glimpse of what surrounded him. The houses, the small shops, the threes and the sky. Especially the sky.
The sky in Liguria was something that he loved. It felt as if you stretched up your hand, you could actually touch it. It was so close to you, that it was incredible.
Berwald watched as the clouds and the colors of the sky moved and changed shades before him, from a reddish brown to a now dark grey , covered nearly completely by the clouds.
'Maybe I should have brought an umbrella, mmh' he thought, and just then some raindrops started to fall from the sky. He just hoped he could make it in time at school before being completely soaked.
Hello! I'm Fulmileciu ^^"
I noticed that there are just a few DenSu fanfiction in this site *cougheverywherecough* so I decided to give it a try and start one myself! This is my first fanfiction and English isn't my first language, so if there are some mistakes please tell me! Oh! And I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! This story is gonna be pretty long so... yeah! Please review so I can know what you think about the story so far (even if it's just the first chapter ._.) Well, anyway, I think i wrote too much in this note so see you soon in the next chapter ^^"