Don't Leave Me Forever: Chapter One- First Meeting
Hey there~ Here with a story I've been wanting to write for a while. I have some things I'd like to say first. One, as you might have guessed from the summary, this story is rather angsty, especially the last few chapters. But despite that, it will have happy moments, I promise. Two, this will result in character death, alright? Three, as a reminder to my regular readers, this in not going to interfere with Red Room's updates, this is a side fic to help get back into writing. Also, I might consider putting smut in this, but if I do decide on that, I will only post it on tumblr- to keep the t-rating I'm giving this story. Fourth, this story will be told through the perspectives of Norway, Denmark, and Prussia, the main pairing will be DenNor but there will be others hinted at throught the story, and there may possibly be a PruAus sidestory I will write to tie in Prussia's side. Other than that, this will be about 11 chapters, if things go to plan. And I think that's all I have to say.
Warnings: Eventual Character Death, and OOC!/Serious!Denmark [Mainly because goofy Demark doesn't fit the story most of the time]. Rated T for well, language. As in, every other sentence Lovina (who will be in the next chapter) says.
Thanks to fictionalMusichead for betareading.
Disclaimer: Hetalia doesn't belong to me, obviously.
Same old, same old. Matthias thought, looking out the window of his apartment, turning away and looking at the clock. 2:10... Maybe I'll go out for a bit today. It'll be alright as long as I'm back by 3:30. He contemplated his options for a few moments, before grabbing his coat off the coat hanger, picked his keys off the counter, and locked the door behind him. Matthias figured he would be out for a while.
Matthias glanced at his surroundings, quietly observing as he walked. It had been a while since he had last went out, and he loathed the caged feeling he always got when inside a room or confined indoors. He was helpless to it. Matthias didn't ask to be born that way, and he certainly didn't ask to be born to an overprotective mother with her ever present, compliant nurse. He sighed, and continued walking along the path, lost in his thoughts and allowing his feet to lead him, only snapping out of them when he realized he had bumped into someone with enough force to send the other one crashing to the ground. A blonde glared at him behind his long bangs with dull, dark blue eyes.
"Watch where you're going." The stranger hissed at him, scowling.
"Oh, sorry for that." He said sheepishly, offering him a hand up, which the other slapped away. The man helped himself up, muttering an indignant, "I don't need help," as he dusted himself off.
"So... You just enjoying the day?" He asked, trying to make idle conversation with him and appease any anger that might have boiled up inside the other blond.
"Why should I tell you?" The other snapped, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Ehehe... because you want to? I was just curious... I rarely get to enjoy days like this outside," he murmured eyes downcast, a hint of melancholy in them.
"Ah..."The stranger started, but was interrupted by the sound of ringing bells. Matthias cursed under his breath, knowing that was the town clock, which rung every half hour, and recognized it as the 3 o'clock bell.
"Well, it was nice talking to you, but I'm going to be late if I stick around much longer. Perhaps I'll see you around sometime. And sorry again for that~!" Matthias said, waving as he turned and ran back in the direction of his apartment.
Dang it... hopefully I'll make it back early enough.
Lukas tilted his head slightly as he watched the other rush off; wondering what was with the hurried farewell. He shrugged, deciding not to care too much since it was only some creepy stranger, and looked around for the fairy he had been talking to before he had been interrupted. (He didn't care that everyone else thought he was crazy for believing in them, they were real!)
To his misfortune, the fairy had disappeared. He sighed, continuing his walk.
"I was just curious..." The other said longingly. "I rarely get to spend days like this outside." The stranger murmured eyes downcast, a melancholic expression on his face.
Why am I thinking of that...? Lukas asked himself, internally groaning in frustration as he mentally kicked himself. Still... it doesn't seem natural for one with such bright eyes to hold such a lonely expression...
Matthias sighed, closing the door behind him and leaned against it, glancing over at the clock. Barely made it back in time. I'll have to be more careful. Still, it was fun... He hanged his coat up and grabbed a glass of water from the small kitchen, sitting down on the couch and turned on the television to make it seem like he had been there for a while. Moments later, he heard a loud knock at the door, and he got up to answer it. He swung the door open, flashing a grin.
"Hej, Gil~" He said at the familiar sight of the albino German- who often claimed to be Prussian because it was more 'awesome'- in the doorway, letting him in.
The "Prussian" smirked back at him, clasping a hand on the Dane's shoulder.
"Guten tag, Matt!" Gilbert greeted in return before promptly heading straight for the couch and plopping down on it; the other quickly following suit.
"How're you?" Matthias asked, making himself comfortable by propping his legs on the coffee table and leaning back on the couch. "It's been a while, hasn't it, Gil?"
"Gut—been having trouble with getting work lately. Roddy even had to take up a second job to keep us out of debt..." The albino frowned slightly. "And keep your legs off the table; you're going to ruin it faster that way."
Matthias waved his hand, chuckling. Just gotta keep up the small talk and distract him for a bit... "That's something I would have never expected to hear from you. Has Roderich been getting to you or something?" He grinned cheekily, his tone light and joking.
"Hey, would've happened eventually." He countered, although it was easy to tell he was joking as well. "We are fiancés after all."
"True. Very true. How long till the big day again?"
"4 months give or take. Mein gott, Matt, you should know since you're going to be one of my best men."
"Only under the assumption I live till then."
"Kesesese~ Why wouldn't you? But while we're on the subject, tell me why you were outside again?"
"Hm? What do you mean, min ven?" He tried to seem clueless about the topic, but he knew his plan had been foiled and he had been found out.
"You went outside again, didn't you?" He said accusingly, his crimson eyes looking at him knowingly. "Don't try to lie, I can tell. Your shirts all sweaty and your coat was hung up wrong. Need I go on?"
Matthias sighed, shoulders slumped, defeated. "Ja, I did. Was it wrong for me to do so...?" He said wearily, watching the sport event currently on television wistfully. "I just want to be normal..."
Gilbert sighed. "It's natural to be curious. But just promise you won't get too used to it."
Matthias laughed, shrugging it off. "Ja, ja, I promise. Mange tak for your permission, mor." He said sarcastically. "Now get outta here, I'm sure you've got other things to do than visit a dying man like me."
"I am quite busy actually. Going out to the pub tonight with Franny, Toni, Artie, Alfie, and Luddy. You wanna come?" He offered, standing up. "It's going to be awesome~."
"Hvad? Yeah, sure. It's been a while since I had a Hasseröder."
"Alright! Vega Natklub, tonight at 7. Bis Spätter."
"Vis ses." Matthias said as he got up to walk him to the door.
"Gut. By the way, I need to talk to you about things. Does the Halvorsens Conditori at two next Thursday sound good to you?"
"Huh? I'm fine with that. You'll have to give me the address later though; I have no idea where that is."
"You don't? I would have thought that considering all the runs you've made out, you would have made your way to the best coffee shop in town." Matthias shrugged, waving him off, and watched him head down the hall before closing the door.
Now... to prepare for tonight.
Notes/Translations:
1- Hasseröder is a German beer company
2- Vega Natklub is a bar in Copenhagen
3- Halvorsens Conditori is a cafe/bakery in Oslo. It has a very good reputation and serves French pastries as well.
German:
Bis Spätter- See you later.
Guten Tag- Good Afternoon
Gut- Good
Ja- Yes
Mein Gott- My God
Danish:
Hej- Hello/Hi
Hvad- What
Ja- Yes [It is yes in several languages.]
Mange Tak- Thank you very much
Min Ven- My friend
Mor- Mother
Vi ses- See you.
Short Character Bios Part I:
Denmark- Matthias Mikkel Køhler: A 27 year old carefree man who has cancer, has the want live longer kind of attitude. He resides in his own important because his mother doesn't wish to witness him waste away, and his father died when he was 14. He has a brother named Berwald [Sweden]. He lives off the money his mother sends monthly and the money his father left for him. Wants a closer bond with his brother and tends to force it- causing their stressed relation to become even more insecure.
Norway- Lukas Sigurd Bondevik: A normal 26 year old who lives with the attitude of just living knowing he gets closer to death with each passing day. He tries to keep his brother in hand and tends to be the one supporting them money wise. Works long shifts at the coffee shop and works at a library part time to do this.
Prussia- Gilbert Rolf Beilschmidt: A 27 year old nurse that takes care of nurse- he is also one of Den's closest friends. On and off has s job; has two younger brothers and engaged to Roderich Edelstein. He is also an acquaintance of Nor's and tends to act very mature around him.