Warmth with Chills
Arc I – Chapter I
Series – Axis Powers: Hetalia
Rating – T; Will Go Up Later.
Pairings – Various Pairings throughout the story; First Arc should be obvious by character names.
Summary - 5 People. 3 Arcs. Jump into the lives of these five different people that involve living near the Scandinavian Countries. AU. Rated T, but is expected to go up in the future.
Warning: Long Author's Note Up Ahead - SKIPPING IS OPTIONAL.
Hello guys~ Syphira here after what seemed like a really. Really. Long Hiatus. I've come to the conclusion that I can't work on certain stories anymore, and that they're dropping like flies until I feel the need to finish them up again. Links to Fantasy, Pokemon: Friends Reunited, along with this new story are my current projects that may or may not be dropped (Not this one, of course. I just started it). I love Pokemon and Trickster both, but it's hard getting inspiration for them. Hetalia doesn't seem to be a problem.
I won't be dropping them now, though. I might as well try to start the flames of inspiration again before even attempting to drop them. I'm also working on "Pistol on My Pillow" a collaborative story with 7 other people on the account "ToastSorellas."
So, I hope you enjoyed the first five chapters. I plan on trying to do these in bundles, and, if possible, update each week on Saturday.
30 Days of Working. I was surprised this is how it turned out. I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave some reviews!
"My name is Tino Vainamoinen, and I have lived in Finland my whole life..."
The classroom was awfully quiet for the first day, but that's what made the environment so nice for Tino: A 17-year-old who just recently enrolled in a University located in Helsinki, Finland. He and his parents were trying pretty hard to get the Finnish boy into the school he wanted to attend for so long. Sibelius Academy was probably the only place where he could study Music and get along with it just fine; He had tried looking at other Universities, but the fact that they didn't really give Musical Careers didn't help him at all.
At the moment, he was writing a drabble to give to the teacher as a practical grade in the class itself. It was some sort of introduction they all had to produce so the person would have an idea on who they were working with; Tino would always feel obliged to do these kinds of things, assignments or not. Coming from a family of friendly civilians, Tino did not hesitate when it came to making friends with the people he said hello to.
Placing his pen back down after finishing his writing, he placed his hands onto his cheeks and rested his head on them — giving a smile all the while. He could not wait to start the new school year, especially because it was his first year in college. Mentally humming a small tune that was pretty close to his home's national anthem, he just watched as writing utensils dropped onto the tables that surrounded the many students in the classroom.
By many, there were only 15.
The bell that signaled for students to leave finally rang, but Tino wasn't going to be the first one to rush out the door like some sort of barbarian. He neatly put his books back into his bag, slipped his pen into his pencil case, and placed them both back into his sackpack. It took him awhile to do this, but it didn't seem like the teacher thought it was wrong or anything; He almost looked like he had this look of relief on his face. Clutching the paper in his hands, he practically skipped towards his professor to hand him what he wrote, and waved back to him with a cutesy way of saying: "Moi Moi!"
And that was the end of his day in college so far—Not that he was expecting anything eventful to come up in Helsinki at the moment, but anything was better than going home on an almost quiet note. The winter air he was so used to hit him across the face, making those pale cheeks of his such a rosy red. That was probably the only thing he couldn't stand in Finland: The fact that his cheeks easily reddened from just going outside.
"I should get home as quick as possible," He spoke to himself, picking up the pace on all his footsteps. "I don't want to get a cold, not to mention I need to finish filling out all those papers that were left on my table this morning!"
Living alone was going to be the biggest challenge for him, when he thought about it. He didn't have much financial aid either, due to living alone with his little dog by the name of Hanatamago. He took a deep breath and sighed, the warm breath showing up in such a foggy cloud and his feet trudging against the falling snow. He decided to hum a tune while walking, twirling his fingers in the air while doing this. He wanted to start skipping in joy again, but decided against it in case he got looks from people that walked around him.
Though, when he crossed the street, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and pulled it out. The little Christmas tune playing even though it wasn't even close to Christmas. It was still the middle of November after all, so he had to be careful when getting worked up on something as small as Christmas.
"Moi Moi~?" It didn't matter who Tino was speaking to. He would always say it, no matter what.
"Tino. How have you been?" There was rummaging in the background – something that was similar to having boxes being shuffled around the places. "It's been a few years since we've talked, hasn't it?"
"Oh, Eduard!" Oh, Tino knew this guy and knew him well. Eduard went to what Americans would call "Junior High" with him. He came and went back to a country known as Estonia, and was well known in his class for being such a star student. Tino never understood how the two got along together, but he was expecting it to be because of the numerous festivals that they were both interested in. "It's been awhile! I'm okay, just walking home from school. Classes ended early today, so I'm debating on whether to stop by the store on the way home or not."
"Ah, that's right, you just settled in a week ago right?" The rustling in the background stopped, and Eduard let out a large sigh before plopping down somewhere to talk with Tino. "I hope it wasn't hard moving all the things without my help."
"No, it's okay!" He lied, trying not to make the Estonian feel bad. It was hard, running back and forth and bringing a few things prior to requesting a Moving Truck to help him out with getting everything else. "I have to admit, I feel lonely at times when you're not around to come over and hang out with me like you used to!"
"When I get the chance, I'll ask my parents if I can go back to Finland to visit you." Eduard was never the type to have a playful tone in his voice. However, when it came to Tino, he could express his without a care in the world. "Right now we're on a tight budget, so I can't exactly fly over to your place at the moment."
"A-Ah, you don't have to worry about it at all!" He waved his hand in the air, despite the slight sadness in his voice of reason. Well, it's not like he didn't want Eduard to come over once again. It was the fact that he might not ever be able to seehim ever again that struck a nerve in his chest. Nevertheless, he had to learn to bare with it. He did before, so why couldn't he now?
And so they continued to converse, in which Tino ended up sitting on a snow covered bench to continue talking with his old schoolmate. He kicked his feet up in the air like a child, sharing many laughs while people just walked by and heard the little boy talk. They started talking about world news – about how the snow would be setting in, and he would have to be careful these next few days. Of course, he reassured the boy that he would be completely fine the next few days. Eduard never seemed convinced when he was telling him about it, though.
"I told you, I'll be fine Eduard! I've lived here all my life, so I don't really have a problem when it comes to the winters here!" Tino gave a small chuckle, before looking up to the sky and noticing the sun already setting. He took his cell phone away from his ear, noticing they had already been talking for two hours straight. Noticing the time, he almost dropped his phone while panicking and placed it back to his ear. "E-Eduard! I have to go home before it gets dark!"
"What do you—Whoa! We've been talking for that long?" He gave a light chuckle, shaking his head. "Well, I won't be a burden anymore. Get home safe, okay? I'll call you again some other time."
"Y-Yeah! No worries! I'll be sure to call you up s-sometime, too!" Tino's panic and worry skills were all too similar to the White Rabbit of Alice in Wonderland; Whenever he missed a deadline or screwed up on something, he panicked and made himself hyperventilate more than he actually should. As soon as he said goodbye (more than once) to Eduard, he slipped his phone back into his bag and ran across the snowy sidewalks in order to get to the path of his house.
Yes, Tino was always one to talk on the phone for hours on end. However, he wasn't expecting the time to fly by so fast. With a small shrug, he grabbed hold of a pole and went from twirling to skidding to the left, arriving on one of the previous sidewalks and getting close to the Apartment of which he lived in. He almost slipped, but the heels of his boots were the ones that "cockblocked" the fall. Thank goodness, the floor wasn't as slippery as it normally would be if the place heated up.
"Finally made it..." He muttered after slipping in the key, turning the doorknob and pushing the door open to encounter such a neatly furnished room. In one doorway, there was a white-walled kitchen that had a few cups and plates set up to the side; Tino suspected that he might have accidentally forgotten to put them up before setting off to school. He stopped worrying about it though when he saw his little dog run towards him in a sprint.
"Oh, Hanatamago!" Bending down to pick up what looked like a Bichon Frise, he held him close when he noticed the little one put it's paw on his lips. "Did you miss me? I'm sorry for leaving you for a couple of hours~"
The puppy barked in response, it's tail wagging in eagerness from seeing Tino for the first time in hours. The Finnish boy smiled, nuzzling it's nose with his own before putting it down onto the floor. Hanatamago then ran to it's bowl, looking into it with the tail now refusing to wag for him.
"You're hungry, aren't you?" He chuckled, walking over to the cabinet to grab the dog food and opening the bag to pour it into the dish that had the flag of Finland marked on it. Tino couldn't help himself when it came to buying it while shopping for other things at the store; He thought it would be cute to look at Hanatamago eating out of it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! "Eat up and stay healthy, okay?"
Another bark. Tino smiled.
"One day, Hanatamago, I'll take you out somewhere; Maybe, I'll take you to the park again, or take you into a kauneussalonki to you get your fur trimmed." He knelt down, patting the female pup's head. "You'll look all squeaky clean after you come out of a bath!"
Ah, yes. This was the daily life of Tino Vainamoinen ever since he turned six; He didn't have many friends, so playing with Hamatamago was his only chance at getting to know someone. Many people have asked him before if he had ever felt like staying locked up in his house forever, but he just said no. He was the outgoing type – why would he stay inside and be sheltered up and isolated for the rest of his life? Not that there was a problem with that, but he just wasn't that kind of person.
"Tomorrow's a new day, Hana!" Tino spoke, clenching his fist in such childish determination, that it made him seem like he was some sort of 10 year old building something out of dominoes or cards. "I've started school, yes, but that just means every new day has something awaiting us!"
Yes, this was Tino Vainamoinen: The 17-year-old Finnish Boy who always had a bright side to everything~
