The Nordic Five
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any characters. I do not own the cover image.
Chapter 1
Mathias glanced over at his object of affection, who absentmindedly gazed out the window on the white tour bus. He was situated on the tan leather couch. Emil wobbled over towards his older brother to discuss the songs that they were going to sing for their third gig that started in less than three hours. The tall Nordic lead guitarist concentrated on the way Lukas's lips curled faintly upwards at something that his younger brother had said to him. An unpleasant feeling churned in his stomach at the smile that was always shown for his baby brother. However, whenever he cracked a joke, Lukas would just call him annoying. It really grinded his gears to no extent.
As soon as Emil departed from his older brother's presence, the wild blonde haired twenty three year old leaned forward in his seat to stand up and approach the ice prince.
Ba bump. Ba bump. Ba bump.
Mathias's heart raced a mile a minute and his palms started to sweat from anxiety. It was the perfect chance to calmly approach the inattentive twenty one year old. His words suddenly caught up in his constricting throat and he found it impossible to speak.
Lukas directed his attention towards the intruder, "What do you want?" His words seemed sharp yet nonchalant at the same time. This observation made Mathias flinch and rub the back of his head.
"Hey there, Luke… Hey, uh, man, today is gonna rock!" Mathias declared nervously and mentally face palmed at what he had said to his wheat blonde haired crush. He simply nodded and turned away from the taller man standing before him.
This is what always happened. He would attempt to start a conversation with the ice prince and fail miserably. Reluctantly, he returned back to his designated seat on the tan leather couch across from the avoidant blonde. Peering over the magazine in his hands, his mesmerizingly cerulean eyes watched as Tino was next to approach the lead singer in their band. Tino was the electric guitarist and rarely sang some songs. Berwald, who trailed behind his petite boyfriend, was the drummer.
"Hey, Lukas, I'm so glad that we are performing in Japan. This should be a nice change from our Nordic countries." Lukas nodded solemnly with an expression void of any emotions.
"M' h'ppy t' p'rf'rm w'th m' w'fe…" Berwald winked at his fiancé but refused to display a smile in front of the others. From across the walkway, the peeping lead guitarist glared at the affection exchanged between Tino and Berwald. He wanted that. He wanted that attention and love. He wanted it from the cold hearted prince, as known as, Lukas Bondevik. Mathias Køhler was wildly in love with someone who exhibited absolutely no interest in him.
Over the last few years of knowing Lukas, it was difficult to even hear him talk. His emotionless and reclusive demeanor was the complete opposite of Mathias's loud, carefree and outgoing personality. He allowed his usual grin grace his lips as he decided to hit on the lead singer just one more time. As soon as the other Nordics retreated towards the back on the tour bus, the wild haired blonde bounced over towards the lone wolf by the window.
Luke, I wanted to tell you that I have a crush on you and I hope you feel the same towards me…
The Viking almost busted out in a fit of pitiful laughter at his thoughts. Like the Norwegian would really admire him at all. He calls him annoying all of the time and chokes him with his own tie.
Suddenly, the tour bus driver slammed on his breaks, which caused Mathias's muscular body to collide with Lukas's unsuspecting figure. Their faces were mere inches apart. The Danish adult blushed furiously at the close proximity of them and the Norwegian shoved him away with a grimace.
"Watch out. You're so annoying." Lukas's words stabbed the happy-go-lucky blushing blonde in his harshly pounding heart.
"Wait, Luke. I just want to talk to you for a mo-"
He never had the chance to finish his sentence, because they had arrived at their destination. Lukas brushed the overly loud blonde away, escaped from the area, and hurried off of the tour bus. He halted in his hurried steps at the huge crowd of loyal fans behind a silver gate. They were roaring with cheers when the others brushed past him. Fans of all ages were waving and trying to grab the band members' attention.
Mathias clad his face with the hugest grin he could muster when a group of pretty Japanese female fans asked for his autograph. He leaned over the gate and signed the piece of paper with his signature.
"I love you!" Two girls screeched out in pure ecstasy when the tall Nordic blew them a kiss with a flirtatious wink. He bellowed with laughter and smiled for the cameras. It was true that Mathias was the most popular, because he was a hunk. Lukas's popularity tied with Mathias and his younger brother's fame. His attractive appearance and angelic voice achieve high ratings from their fans all over the world.
Speaking of Lukas, the lead singer was fending off the grasping hands from the other side of the gate. Boys and girls wanted nothing more than to kiss him. They wanted to grope him. Mathias sensed the disturbance and rushed over to control the crowd with his outgoing personality.
After twenty minutes of signatures and pictures, the band members stalked off in a uniform line towards the back door of the place they were going to perform at. The oldest Nordic, Mathias, watched from behind as the leather pants squeezed Lukas's butt cheeks enticingly. He just wanted to grab that ass so badly. But he restrained himself and prepared for the huge gig tonight.
Two and a half hours passed and the crowd of fans' cheers were deafening when the Nordics walked on to the vast stage. The two Nordic brothers decided to joke around with the audience before they started playing their biggest hit.
"How's everyone doing out here tonight?" Lukas asked with a minute hint of enthusiasm and Emil waved in the general direction of random fans. They roared with excitement at the question. Mathias noticed that the crowd wasn't that excited, so he decided to make the crowd scream. He swiftly snatched the microphone from the lead singer with a gigantic grin on his face.
"We can't hear you! How is everyone doing tonight?" Mathias accomplished the job and laughed as the fans' volume blasted throughout the venue. Lukas's indigo eyes hardened in annoyance. He nabbed the microphone back from the eldest Nordic and began to sing after the others started playing their instruments.
After about five or six songs later, they left the stage to go to the back for refreshments. Right away, Lukas shoved Mathias out of the way. The wild haired blonde retaliated with clenched fists. "Hey, what's the big deal?"
"You!" His tone was laced with venom, "You are always trying to steal all of the attention!" Tino hurried over towards the two quarreling band members and sought to ease the tension. Unfortunately, it didn't help the situation. Mathias huffed in displeasure. "Whatever, man." And with that said, he stalked off towards the black curtain that hid them from the crowd. What was he doing? He was supposed to be happy and have fun! Lukas was just being pissy.
The moment the band members heard the crowd calling back for them, Mathias was the first to strut out onto the stage. He loved the attention of his zealous fans. The Norwegian scoffed at the arrogant blonde and muttered something in Norwegian under his minty fresh breath.
Once the concert ended with a bang, Lukas and Emil waved their goodbyes. The Finnish and Swede exited the stage, waving to their adoring fans. The Dane stayed behind and wished all of his fans a good night.
The time was almost midnight by the time they boarded the luxurious tour bus. Groupies tried to climb over the steel gate and two of them managed to achieve it. It was a blonde polish cross dressing teenager in a schoolgirl outfit and a brunette with emerald eyes.
"Lukas!" He called out excitedly at the light blonde haired man. "Hey, my name is Feliks! Can I have your autograph?" Behind the blonde was a nervous looking brunette. He was assuming that the brunette was the teen's boyfriend. The possessive grip around his waist was an insinuation.
The Norwegian nodded politely, "Sure." He scribbled his signature on the band's latest CD. Without warning, Feliks pounced on the singer in a tight hug. This caused the brunette and Lukas to protest against the cross dresser's actions. Mathias watched from the window with seething jealousy. He lightened up when the blonde's boyfriend removed him from the hug and thanked the Norwegian as they walked away.
Finally, Lukas stepped onto the coach, breathing harshly out of anxiety. All of that attention always affected him in the worst ways possible. He made a bee line straight for the tan leather couch and settled down with heavy lidded indigo eyes. Everything started to blur and the commotion around him muted. He passed out for the evening.
Mathias watched the sleeping beauty intently, settled down next to his figure, and combed his fingers through his hair. This caused the light blonde to unconsciously nuzzle his face against the caressing larger hand. A blush heated up on his cheeks when he opened his indigo eyes to witness the bothersome creeper in front of him.
"Whoa, watch out! Get away from me." Lukas hissed, jerking away from the larger male and walking away to sleep next to his baby brother. Mathias's fists tightened at the sight before him. There was the secret love of his life cuddling up against his baby brother's chest.
"Ugh! Man, all I want is for him to love me… Is that so fucking hard?" Mathias cursed under his breath in Danish and marched over to plop down next to the snoozing brothers. He wanted the twenty one year old and he wanted him this instant!
Without a second thought, Mathias's hand shot out and latched onto Lukas's left upper arm. A gasp escaped his slightly parted lips as he was ripped from the Icelandic's loving arms. He glared at the lovesick Dane and slapped him across his face. This didn't faze the older Nordic at all. He squeezed the smaller man against his robust chest and petted his right hand harshly through his hair. Lukas winced at the aggravating pain, "Stop it, you idiot!" Mathias recoiled from a powerful and painful slap across his egotistical face.
"You don't mean that!" He continued to ravish the smaller nation under his body on the tan leather couch.
"No means no!" The two Nordics' voices were starting to increase the volume. Mathias leaned down to place his eager lips against the feisty nation. Too bad it didn't progress that far. Tino yanked the twenty one year away from the twenty three year old with a grimace on his usually adorable face.
"Isn't obvious that Lukas is rejecting you?" The Finnish pointed out and watched as the said male scurried off towards the front of the bus to sit near the driver. They were too close. Lukas clutched at his chest, inhaling a deep breath and releasing it shakily. With a sigh of relief, he decided to chat with the reclusive driver. The driver informed him that they were going to stop at a hotel tonight.
Once they made it to the hotel, Mathias was determined to sleep in the same hotel bed with his icy crush. However, he knew he would have to fight with the younger brother in order to achieve that goal.
A/N: This was fun to write! I love the Nordics! What do you think? Please let me know. :) Constructive criticism and suggestions are welcome!