Chapter 1: Brother My Brother
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, it belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. I also do not own the song Brother my brother.
Summary: You may not always respect them. You may not always love them, but at the end of the day they are still your family.
Denmark
We watch our world fall apart. Tell me what good is it when you lose your heart
Sometimes, I find myself wondering where we went wrong as both friends and family, even though I know the answer. I suppose I've never been the most stable person in the world, which in hindsight may have been one of the reasons for the breakup of the family. I miss not having Sverige and Norge around to argue with or whack me upside the head when I'm being stupid. I wish I could tell you when or how I changed but I can't, all I can tell you is that I did. They say I'm the happiest country in the world, but you probably don't know that inside I'm broken.
Sweden
We face each other from different sides, the anger burns, can't remember why, it's kinda crazy to face such pain. Our foolish pride makes us hate this way
I sometimes wonder if turning back time and doing things different would even matter. Why did you leave Norge and me to face the brunt of your anger? What happened to the loving and caring brother of our youth? I have no answers and I don't think you do either. I can't hate you the way my people do, but I don't always like you. Even for all your faults, you still made up for them in other ways. It's for this reason; I can respect you and be proud to call you family, well most of the time.
Norway
Brother, my brother. Tell me what are we fighting for? We've got to end this war
There are days when all I want to do is hate you for all the pain you caused me, but I never can because I love you. I remember when you would sit by our bed if one of us was sick; it was a time when you did not thirst for war and bloodshed. Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like if we still lived together as a family; I know that it will never happen. There's too much between us now, mostly pointless wars and petty fights between you and Sverige. I hope one day we can be somewhat of a again.
Finland
We don't have to be this way, think about the consequences, don't turn and walk away
Long ago, I felt like an outsider when I started living with you and the others, now I feel at home. I wish your ego had been smaller, maybe then you could have stopped everyone from leaving. You three are all the same. Your pride gets in the way of saying sorry for everything you did to each other throughout history. We could be a family again, Sealand had a blast with you and all of us miss you, whether they will admit it out loud or not is another matter in entirely.
Iceland
Let's take a moment and look deep inside, and say we'll give love another try, we're not as different as we seem to be. There's so much more to me than what you see.
I was young when Sverige and Suomi ran away and left you with just Norge and myself. Maybe it was because I was young that I could see the hurt in your eyes, when no one else could. It was then that I realized that the hut I saw in your eyes was mirrored in Norge's eyes or on Sverige's face when you started to get violent. Then it was just you and I, and I saw that you're not as bad as everyone makes you out to be.
A/N: So this chapter is a repost of Brother My Brother, the overall story will have the other Nordics as well, written in this same style. It will begin with Denmark and end with Denmark. Let me know what you think. Please R&R!