A Man Like Him.

Disclaimer: I do not own Die Hard or any of its characters. I also do not own Hugo Boss. I only own the Hartman family.

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Chapter 1

That fateful night was when my life took a spin. Who knew? The moment I saw that Hans Gruber's face, my fate was sealed.

Who actually knew I'd fall for a man like him?

This is my story and how I decided to live my life.

December 20, 1987 (A year before the Nakatomi Incident)

The wind was biting cold. I was walking down the streets of London when I passed by a certain man. A man I would soon learn to be called Hans Gruber. A man that I would fall for. He was tall, about six foot. He had a beard and his features were extremely sharp. He was a handsome man, but seemed to be so serious. He towered over me, as I was only five foot four. Our eyes met for a moment as we passed, but both looked away. I stood waiting to cross the street when my cell phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I asked picking it up.

"Raine? It's your father. Where are you?" asked my worried father. He always seemed to be worried. About me, about marriage, about the clothes I wear, just about everything. He was a kind man. Not fat, nor skinny. I won't deny it. My father was a fairly attractive man. He may have been in his late 50's but he sure did not look it.

"Dad, don't worry. I'm fine. I'm walking around London to see if I could get any last minute shopping in." I told him reassuringly.

My father didn't seem to calm down. "Oh. Hurry home soon? You're a part of the Hartman family. We don't want to see anything happen to you. Okay? Hurry home."

"Yes Dad. Don't worry." I laughed as I hung up the phone. Father is one interesting character. Strict with others, but has always had a soft spot for me. This Christmas was going to be a little different.

I shivered. London was unbelievably cold. It hasn't been this cold in a while. I strode swiftly inside a Hugo Boss store. My father loved wearing suits. Also the fact that Hugo Boss was a German company and the fact that we are a German family didn't help.

I loved looking at men's fashion. It was kind of a hobby. I loved how professional men looked in their suits with their ties. I guess I'm just old fashioned, who knows.

I strode in there and immediately was bombarded by sales clerks. They asked many questions, all that were answered. They offered their help but, of course, if you're looking for a gift and you wish to pick it out yourself, you shouldn't accept the help of strangers should you? And anyways, it's much more fun when you do it yourself.

I walked past the sales clerks and walked straight into the tie section. Would a tie be a good present? My father, never has the time nor the patience to go shopping for his clothes. It would be best to buy him a new suit. He would absolutely love that.

I walked towards the suits and one immediately caught my eye. It was a black suit with stripes, but had a shine to it. It was perfect.

"Beautiful, is it not?" asked a man from behind me with a thick German accent.

I did not show any surprise but merely turned to look at the man who spoke.

"Exquisite." I replied smiling. The man was blond and was attractive to say the least. He wore a suit, not unlike the ones in the store. His tie was a deep blue and wore a white shirt underneath.

"Ah, where are my manners? I am Simon. Simon Gruber." He said smiling, he held out his hand.

I smiled giving him my hand. "Raine. Raine Hartman."

He took my hand and kissed it. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."

"Are you too here to shop?" I asked.

He smiled and chuckled. "That would be one way of putting it. My brother is here this Christmas, and his obvious interests in men's fashion is what truly brought me here."

"Ah. Are you in need of any help?" I asked smiling. "Shopping should never be done alone."

He chuckled at my words. "Would you not be contradicting yourself? Unless I'm mistaken, you too are here alone."

"But I'm not shopping for a sibling. Shopping for siblings is harder by yourself because of the fact that you are his brother. If you dislike him, you will end up buying something you equally dislike." I pointed out.

He smiled wondrously. "Too true are those words. In this case, I will take up your offer."

I smiled. It has been too long since I have had this kind of comfort with someone and with a stranger too!

"Do you happen to have a picture of your brother, Mr. Gruber?" I asked taking his arm that he offered.

"Please. Call me Simon. Mr. Gruber is much too formal. I came to shop not to have a business meeting. Would you mind if I called you Raine?"

I giggled. "I would not mind at all."

Simon smiled at me and took out a picture of his brother.

"This is he." I took the picture and scanned the man. He was familiar. Tall, skinny, had the same beard, and sharp features that made him undeniably attractive. The only difference was that he was smiling. His smile fitted his face.

"I see. You are not the only attractive man in your family." I said jokingly.

He gasped over dramatically. "My brother? No, I'm just kidding. Thank you for the compliment though."

"It wouldn't do, to call your family ugly, now would it?"

Simon chuckled. "Of course not."

We continued our conversation as we looked for an appropriate suit.

We looked at many suits, when I saw this one suit. It was a classic black suit, but this one also had a beautiful shine to it.

"This suit looks about perfect for your brother."

Simon replied. "It certainly does look like his style. Clerk!"

Simon called the clerk over and ordered the suit. He returned his attention to me, a moment later.

"Have you also finished shopping?"

"Almost, I've picked it out, but have not ordered yet." I told him.

He checked his watch. "Would it be rude to ask for your phone number?"

I smiled. "Not if you promised to call."

He grinned at my words. I has just finished giving him my phone number, when another man walked into the store.

"Simon!" his deep silky voice echoed in the shop.

"Hans!" Simon replied waving him over. Hans wore a black suit with a matching black shirt underneath. He wore a silky red tie along with his suit.

"This is Raine Hartman, brother and this is Hans Gruber."

"Pleasure." Hans said to me. He smiled and kissed my hand.

At that moment, I almost melted. I smiled back. "Well, unfortunately we must leave. Until then Miss Raine." bowed Simon.

"Miss Hartman." said Hans.

"Until then both of you." I replied waving as they left the store.

Interesting day today. I walked back to the striped suit and decided that this suit would be perfect for my father.

"Excuse me, sir, but I wish to buy this entire set." I told the clerk tapping him on the shoulder. My English accent hid the fact that I was German but, nonetheless, did not mean that I could not speak fluent German.

"Ah, this is part of our winter collection. Do you have the measurements of the man you would like to buy this for?"

I dug through my pocket. "Yes. These are the measurements. I would appreciate it, if you could have it ready by tomorrow I would be extremely grateful."

He took the paper and bowed. "That can be arranged."

I paid the clerk and left happy. Although the weather was horrible, I felt great and warm. As I walked, I thought of the two brothers, but a little bit more of Hans.

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