Hey you guys!

Well this is a fanficiton involving one of my favorite pairings that just don't get enough love. Along with the rest of the Nordic gang, which I may have side story's too. Anyways, time for confession time, this story is inspired by the song "love story," by Taylor swift.

NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING, but before you press the back button, read it first. It does stray a bit from the lyrics and yes, there is drama.

Now without furthur a due, enjoy your read!

Emil could already feel his stomach getting tight as he looked at the large high school in front of him. It was an old gothic style school that gave off the prison vibe that every school gave off. He looked at it with a blank stare and sincerely wished he was at home cuddling with his puffin at the moment. "Oi! You look nervous!" he could hear Mathias say with his usual annoying voice. He sighed feeling his back being patted, he glared at Mathias.

"Leave him alone Mathias," he could hear Lukas say. He turned to see his brother in his usual uniform and the small clip in his hair. He had the same bored look in his face, although Emil always notices a small twinkle in his eye whenever Mathias was around. "Come on we're going to be late for class if we don't hurry," he said looking at the schedule in his hands. Behind them was a table crowded with kids all getting their schedules as well.

"Have you seen Tino or Berwald?" Mathias asked looking around for them. Lukas and Emil both shook their heads as they looked around for them. "Ah, there they are!" he said seeing Tino being led through the crowd by Berwald a tall blond with blue eyes. Tino's face was a bright hue but had a small smile on his face holing Berwald's hand tightly.

"Sorry we're late." Tino said once they both reached the group. He wore his khaki pants with white long-sleeve button up shirt and a small light yellow sweater over it. "We got stuck with all the traffic."

Lukas sighed a bit, "Idiots don't know where to go, how annoying." He commented looking at the sea of new and returning student's.

"At least it's out last year." Berwald said and the other three agreed except for Emil who was only a sophomore.

"Well for most of us," Mathias snickered which caused most of the group to give him a "look".

"Whatever," Emil mumbled, "I'll catch up with you all later." He said and walked off in the direction of his first class. He sighed looking at his very annoying schedule, first he had math. He grumbled even more, who needs math anyways? He knew the question itself was stupid, but then again, he didn't care. He kept walking up to the big steps in front of the school seeing some familiar faces and others not so familiar.

"Oi! You bastard!" he heard as he suddenly realized he had ran into someone. "Watch where you're going, yeah!" said a very angry boy who glared at him. Emil already recognized him as Lovino, one of the many people he considered an asshole at this school.

He gave him a blank stare and continued to walk ignoring his colorful vocabulary thrown at him. He finally walked into the large school and dreaded every footstep he took to his new assigned locker. As he reached his locker there stood another boy, he was slightly taller than him with dark hair and wore only a white shirt with a school blazer that had the logo on the side. He didn't bother saying hello as he opened his locker with the new combination.

"Leon! Leon!" came a voice down the hall as Leon turned to see his older brother Yao walk toward him. "There you are," he said and took the piece of paper out of his hand. "I told you not to leave until I saw your schedule aru." He scolded. Leon only looked back at his locker and sighed pulling out things from his backpack and placing them randomly in there.

Next to him, Emil stood there frozen. "Leon...?" he whispered and his body was a bit tense as he gripped the door of the locker.

Leon turned to look at him hearing his name being called. "Do you, like, need something?" he asked turning to Emil but his face was obscured by the locker.

Emil snapped out of it and closed his locker quickly not looking at him, "No, sorry."

Yao looked at Leon curiously, "Do you know him aru?" he asked and Leon shook his head taking the piece of paper back checking to see what his first class was. He sighed seeing it was Math and closed his locker saying goodbye to Yao as he left to the classroom.

Inside the unfamiliar classroom, Emil took a seat by the window still trying to calm down his racing heart. It couldn't have been the same Leon he's seen so many times in his dreams. Of course not, that was the kind of things that happened in movies and book. He shook his head as the bell ring and the class flooded with students. He didn't bother looking up and rested his head on the table the sun making his extremely pale blond hair look silver. He closed his eyes hearing students say hello like they haven't seen each other in years. He didn't notice a very bored looking Leon take a seat beside him.

The teacher walked in and told everyone to take their seats as he took role. One by one kids started to say "here" to their names. "Emil Steilsson!" the teacher called.

"Here." Emil grumbled. In the seat next to him a rather bored looking Leon was twirling his pen in his left and upon hearing the name, it slipped out of his hand onto the floor landing with a loud tap.

Emil made his gaze over at the pen that rolled over to his feet. He leaned over to pick up the silver pen. "Leon Wang." Called the teacher and he too turned stiff.

"Here," said Leon and kept looking at Emil who slowly raised his head and their eyes locked. Both of them just sat there looking at each other. Emil's light purple eyes looking into the golden brown one's and both of them held their breath, neither of them breathed to afraid too. Emile was half-way leaned over in his desk the pen in his hand. Neither of them noticed the teacher staring at them, nor the class slowly turning their attention at the two transfixed boys.

"Mr. Stellison, Mr. Wang is there something you wish to share with the rest of the class?" asked the teacher.

Both of them snapped out of it as quickly as the trance had started. They looked around noticing the gaze to the class. "Nothing sir, just handing back his pen." Emil said and placed it back on Leon's desk. He sat back in his seat and both kept an emotionless mask on their faces. Emil fought to hide the slowly rising hue on his pale face.

"Ok the, if there are no more distractions let us begin class…" Emil stopped listening his heart beating like crazy. He thought maybe he was in another one of his dreams. Yeah, that was it just another dream with the same person he's dreamt of his whole life. He felt his breath pick up and slid his hand underneath his shirt and began to pinch himself repeatedly.

Of course it wasn't a dream but reality, and Leon seemed to realize this pretty quickly. He couldn't believe that the pale blond haired Icelandic that was in his dreams since he could remember, and the cause of so many sleepless nights, was right next to him.

He was just in the next seat, he was so close. He couldn't help but grip his seat a little as he recalled his very fragmented dreams. They always felt real like déjà vu, the dreams also felt more like memories than dreams. Each and every time his dreams would play a scene, but like a scratched disc, it would suddenly skip to different scenes all jumbled up and making no sense. He's had them since he could remember and by now had been able to piece together some things. He glanced over at Emil who seemed to have the same blank stare, but Leon could see the glint of Shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Emil tried to swallow the growing lump in his throat. He could already feel his stomach tighten at the thought of the bow sitting next to him was someone he had fallen in love with. He looked outside the window feeling the autumn sun illuminating his face. He closed his oddly colored violet eyes and took a few quiet short breaths. Once he had calm himself he looked out the window of the autumn trees with their bright color. The wind rustling them as the leaves floated down and landed softly over the decaying grass. He suddenly heard a soft thunk from his desk and his gaze went over to the source of the noise.

A small folded piece of the paper was on his desk and he glanced over at Leon who was looking forward with his chin in his hand leaning on the desk. It was clearly torn and folded in half neatly. He picked it up and opened it.

Wut class do u have nxt? –Leon

He stared at if for a moment before picking up his puffin printed pencil and wrote something. He then folded it up and tossed it back on Leon's desk.

Leon was actually surprised he answered. He opened the piece of paper.

Learn how to spell. –Emil.

It wasn't the response he wanted, but somehow figured he would say something along those lines. He sighed and jolt something down and threw it back.

Emil looked at it, a bit hesitantly and opened it.

Fine, what class do you have next?

He felt a small smile tug at his usually still lips as he read over it. He looked at his folded schedule and sighed.

History, he wrote.

Leon had already memorized his schedule and had a smile in his eyes.

Me too, walk with me to class.

Emil glanced at him and Leon looked back at him a small smirk on his lips. He nodded and crumpled the small piece of paper putting it in his pocket.

As the bell rang they walked to their next class together. Although, expecting no less, it was very awkward. "We, like, know each other." Leon said after a few moments.

Emil felt his body tense up, "I don't know what you're talking about." He said monotonously.

Leon frowned quite a bit, "Don't act like you don't know." He said as they wove through the crowd of kids.

"Well I don't know what you're talking about." Emil persisted straining to keep his eyes focused in front of him.

"Emil." He said sharply looking at him his eyes a bit narrowed.

Emil could feel himself shutter a bit on the inside at the sound of his name on his lips. He glanced up at him and felt his breath catch a bit before looking away from him. "I only agreed because you asked me too." He responded and wondered if Leon was speaking of the dreams. Surely he couldn't have the dreams as well that's just absurd. It's the kind of thing that only happens in books and movies, right? He dare not ask.

They both walked into the classroom with posters of countries all over the world. Flags of different countries hanging from the ceiling and desks lined neatly in rows across the room facing a chalk board in the front. Leon sat in the back of the classroom following Emil his gaze still on him before he tore it away when he sat down. Emil glanced at him and then promptly decided to ignore him for the rest of the day. They didn't speak to one another as students flooded the room all loud and catching up from the summer.

Leon sat back in his seat watching the flow of kids going through the door. He let his mind wander back to the past summer. He moved to the city to live with his immediate family along with his older brother who had moved the previous summer. When he first saw the city, he knew life was going to be extremely different than it was in the country side where he lived for most of his life. He adjusted easily to the new city and he supposed it was the fact of having so much family around him to help him adjust. But in fact he realized it was the city itself. Something about the city drew him in. He felt as if the city wanted him to find something or someone. Although he never would have expected to find him. It's not like he didn't want to meet him, quite the opposite, but now he questioned if he too had the dreams. Surely he did. Leon couldn't be going crazy, he was too logical, at least he considered himself to be.

Leon suddenly felt someone kick him and he was taken out of his thoughts. He heard his name being repeated and he quickly answered and received a few snickers from the class.

Emil rolled his eyes, who was this kid anyways? Obviously that was a stupid question, he knew well who he was. He already knew how he acted when he was mad, angry, happy, and sad. He knew how he would react to all sorts of things. He already knew, and that's what scared him the most.

HE could feel Leon's gaze on him and he shifted a bit keeping his own gaze ahead. "Thanks," he could hear him whisper and he almost stopped breathing. He turned his face away hating that each time he spoke to him he felt as if he couldn't breathe. The teacher began to introduce himself and as desperately as he tried to pay attention, he couldn't help but glance over at Leon every now and then.

Class passed painfully slowly for him and it was clear tension was rising between the two. Yet neither of them made a move.

As lunch rolled around Emil slipped from Leon and finally felt like he could breath. He made his way to the front of the school toward the lawn area. He walked down the steps toward the dead grassy area when he felt a hand pull him back and he jumped a bit. "There you are." Said Lukas. Lukas looked at him oddly noticing his small jump. "Everything alright?" he asked and Emil just nodded. He was thankful that Mathias had showed up to distract Lukas before he had time to ask any more questions. They met up with Tino and Berwald and sat at a picnic table. Emil ate quietly listening to how their first day of school was going and grew rather bored of the conversation after a while. He was immersed into his own thoughts until he was abruptly pulled out of them.

"Emi, you okay? You've hardly touched your food." He could hear Tino say. He stared at him blankly for a few moments before looking down and noticed he hadn't even eaten half of his lunch.

"I'm…not hungry." He replied and the rest of the group looked a bit worried at him. He quickly packed his lunch and got up. He felt Lukas grip his arm before he left he looked back, "I'll see you at home." He said and pulled away. The group looked as he left.

The rest of the day he didn't see Leon, and felt a bit disappointed about that. He only shook his head telling himself that he shouldn't see him. He got onto the bus taking a seat in front of Mathias and Lukas. Next to them sat Tino and Berwald as both groups were in their own conversations. He stared out the window bored and took out his headphones when he suddenly felt the space next to him become filled. He didn't look but could hear his brother suddenly stop talking along with the others. He glanced over and his color drained a little. "Do you, like, mind?" asked Leon looking at him.

Emil shook his head and looked away placing his headphones in and tried to scoot as close to the window as possible. The bus took off and his music blasted his ears as he tried to forget about the person sitting next to him. He suddenly felt a tug on his headphone as it popped out and the loud chatter of the bus filled his ear. He turned toward Leon who held the headphone in his hand looking at him. "Why did you do that?" he asked sharply and took his headphone back.

"You're ignoring me." Leon replied bluntly. Emil said nothing placing it back in his ear before Leon pulled it back out.

"Seriously?" Emil said reaching for it again when Leon pulled it away. "Give it back." He said reaching for it again and Leon just tugged harder causing the other one to pop out of his ear. "You're not funny." He said getting a bit annoyed now.

"I'm not trying to be." Leon responded. "But I need answers." He said serious and dangled the headphones in front of him.

Emil glanced at them before glaring at him. "I have nothing to say to you."

"That's a total lie." Emil said and glared back. "Why do I know you?" he asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Emil said and reached for his headphones when their hands touched.

Both of them froze and looked at one another. The touch was familiar and warm, it took their breaths away and Emil pulled his hand away along with his headphones. Their gaze unbroken and both of them regained their breaths as they struggled to breath. "W…What did you do?" Emil suddenly asked looking at him shocked. He had never experienced something a sensation like that. Leon stared at him blankly his chest rising up and down rapidly.

"Emil." He turned to see Lukas looking at him, "Let's go." He said and he looked around seeing the bus quiet. He nodded and Leon moved to let him out. He didn't look at him as he passed by and got off the bus. "What was that?" Lukas asked suddenly as soon as they were off of the bus and had disappeared from sight.

"What was what?" Emil said not looking at him. The rest of the group seemed a bit uncomfortable.

"With that kid, you two were just looking at each other." Lukas narrowed his eyes at him. He was holding Mathias hand, their fingers intertwined.

"Nothing, I just met him today he's a classmate." He answered and Lukas gazed at him for a bit longer before feeling his hand being squeezed and he looked back at Mathias.

"Maybe he had a rough day." Mathias said quietly and Lukas sighed a bit nodding. They were dropped off at their house and Emil went to his room.

He dropped his backpack by the door closing it and locking his door. He went over to the cage that kept his puffin and he picked it up going over to his bed, his body feeling exhausted and he laid down. He stared at the ceiling blankly the day's events running in his head and he gripped the bed sheets a bit. He felt his heart race and his face flush, he had seen him, and it wasn't a dream. It was reality. He shook his head and turned over on his side. He wrapped his arms around his puffin holding him close and closed his eyes, he just wanted to forget everything.

"Emil. Emil." Lukas called and Emil suddenly looked up looking at his older brother. "We're having guest over tonight." Lukas said suddenly at the large table where they were served breakfast. A young servant girl pouring coffee for the both of them, her head bowed.

"Who?" Emil asked curiously, they rarely had visitors other than the other Kings from the nearby countries.

"They come from China, two of the emperors sons." He replied as he took a sip of his coffee. Emil was even more curious, but as usual, stayed silent. "The other's will be here as well, we'll be throwing a ball this evening." Emil nodded eating quietly the two brothers eating in silence as usual and keeping a blank face. It really did make the other servant's uncomfortable but they preferred it over a certain loud Dane who luckily couldn't visit all too often.

After breakfast Emil had gone off to his studies and smiled to himself. No one ever came in here, not even his brother. He looked around the large library and wondered where he had left a certain book. Once he found it he sat down and opened it. It was a book his father had given to him before he had passed away. It was a book on China and he opened it as he began to read it again.

Later that night the ballroom was filled with large crowds and filled with laughter and music. Emil stood with two other boys about his age. Ival, a boy with blond hair boy and smiled putting an arm around him looking at Emil with his green eyes. "I'm telling you, Lukas and Mathias are going to get married!" he said laughing.

Emil didn't look amused and pushed his hand off, "Don't be absurd, Lukas would never go for someone so obnoxious." He said with his usual bored face.

"Hey if you look at it, King Mathias doesn't just let anyone touch him." Pointed out the other boy with dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes. "Look at that." He said pointing at the pair.

Lukas was pinching Mathias cheek and the other only smiled at him. Although Lukas had a light blush dusking his face pouting cutely.

"Terje is right," Ival pointed out and Lukas scowled a bit finding the behavior a bit out of character for Lukas.

"They won't." Emil said firmly looking away and sighed as the orchestra could be heard striking up a happy light sound.

"Don't you want your older brother to be happy?" Terje asked.

"Of course," Emil replied and opened his mouth again when a light tap was on his shoulder.

He turned to see a boy with black hair and golden brown eyes, he had white skin, but not as pale as his. He was a bit taller than him and his eyes were as emotionless as his usually were. "Emil?" he asked with his foreign accent.

Emil raised an eyebrow as the others looked at each other than at the boy in front of them. "You are?" he asked.

"Leon," he replied and smirked a bit noticing Emil starting although he himself did not know it. "I was sent to find you."

Emil suddenly awoke with a cold sweat on his face and looked around the dark room. He looked at the clock at the side of his bed, it was one in the morning. He was panting and gripped his sweaty school shirt. His dream, felt so real. He had no control, it had never been like that before. A scene had never lasted that long, they were always short and abrupt. He sat up and brought his knees to his chest putting his head down. What was going on?

Okay, so I hope it wasn't to bad and that you maybe got some joy from reading it. It isn't much and yeah, I think it's kind of slow at the beginning but don't worry it'll get better.

So please leave a review, tell me what you think and how I did. Thanks for reading!