Denmark walked down the halls if his large home, the home he shared with the other Nordics. He hummed softly as he walked, the sound of his boots tapping on the floor as he walked and his light humming echoed through the unusually quiet house. Denmark stopped in front of Sweden's door, it was cracked open a tad, a thin sliver of artificial light shining into the otherwise dark hall.
'That's odd; Su normally keeps his door closed... ' Denmark thought, cocking his head as he pushed into the room. It was bare, stripped of all trinkets, not that Sweden had many, clothes and even the sheets were gone. Denmark frowned and looked around the empty room, raising an eyebrow questioningly until his gaze rested on a note lying on the bare bed. He rushed forward, almost frantically, and picked up the note.
"What the f..." the Dane trailed off as he read the note slowly. He read it once, twice, three times, each time he shook his head a tiny bit, not sure what to say.
"Svi..." he whispered.
'Danmark,
Me and Finland have left, we're not coming back. We are tired of your attitude. Goodbye and don't try and follow us.
-Sweden'
Heh, Short, But the actual chapters will be longer, I swear! Anyway, I noticed there was not enough DenSu love here, plus nothing with this paticular subject so... Tada! Will post the next few chapters later. I have been writing at school /shot.