Paring: Norway x Hong Kong
I don't own Hetalia
Smut later chapters
[ chapter 1 ]
He held the knife, close to his chest. The cold, steel slate showed his reflection. "What's the point of life, if I can't protect you.." Leon asked himself, tears running down his face. Dead bodies of Lukas' enemies, were scattered across the floor. Painting the floor in a beautiful crimson liquid. Leon looked at the knife at his chest, his hands shaking slightly as his tears dropped onto the blade. "Lukas..." he sobbed quietly, gripping the knife tighter. "Lukas... I've always loved you..."
He bit on his lip tightly.
"Save me please...save me from this madness..."
Leon's mind went blank, it was too much pressure. He heard a door opening, and closing. Leon hid the knife in a small wooden box, and pushed it under the bed. He carried the bodies and pushed them out the window.
"Leon?" Lukas said, while he closed the door. The Norwegian got back from Emil's house. Leon ran down stairs and hid his hands, which was covered with blood.
"Welcome back, Lukas.."
The Norwegian, smelled the scent of blood in the air.
"Is everything okay?" He asked.
Leon nodded and hugged the Norwegian, with out showing the blood on his hands.
"Everything is perfect.."
[ To be continued~ ]