If I never met you!

Author´s note: We don´t own Hetalia *sob*. Only the plot is ours (and some names!), but everything else is not.

Mathias Køhler = Denmark

Lukas Aabel = Norway

Belle = Belgium ( Denmark´s ex-girlfriend)

"Wh´t did y´u do th´t for?" Denmark half yelled, seriously trying to speak normally.

Lukas looked down. "You don't need to know... about what he did..." Lukas fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. 'He won't love me, if he knows. NO. He doesn't love me! Belle's the one for him, I'm nothing. I belong to Miradi; my only meaning is to be a toy..." The sound of Lukas' despairing thoughts resounded through his head.

"What´s wrong Engel?" Denmark asked as he looked down at Norway.

"Never love me...just...toy...Belle...Den...only..." He whispered in despair "belong...to...Miradi...I...toy...Miradi..." He was now clutching the sides of his head.

Denmark was sitting next to him in seconds. "Hey! You´re not a toy, don´t you dare think anything else." Mathias said as he put a hand on Norway´s shoulder.

Norway slapped it away. "SHUT UP! WHAT DO YOU KNOW!" He yelled, His eyes were wide, and his body was shaking.

Denmark didn´t move. " I´m here for you!" Mathias said as he hugged Lukas.

Tears started to stream down his face. "No... You love Belle...not me..." He cried in an almost silent whisper.

"I never loved her; I only needed someone to keep you from my mind when you were with Sweden!" Denmark said, wiping away Norway´s tears.

"I don't believe you! How can you prove it!" Lukas sobbed, at a complete loss of words.

"How about this?" Denmark had Norway in his arms in a matter of seconds and stood up.

"What are you doing!" Lukas was clearly startled.

"I´m going to show you what you mean to me!" Denmark said as he started walking down the hall.

"What! What are you talking about!" ´ME... Meaning something...to... him...?' He was utterly confused.

"Did you get hit on the head or something, last time I checked I were your boyfriend, right?" Denmark rolled his eyes as he opened the door. When inside the master bed room he lay Norway down on the bed and leaned over him.

"Last time I checked, you were drunk." Lukas retorted, quoting his last statement, trying to hide his confusement.

"Stay with me!" Denmark said. His words gave no sign of it being a question, it was an order.

"Huh! What are you babbling about! I'm leaving, got it! I got to go and work!" `What was going on here!` Norway thought.

"If you love me, you won´t leave!" Denmark said, still leaning over Norway on the bed. "We both know, you can stay for a few days."

Lukas adverted his gaze. He loved Denmark, he couldn't deny that, but Denmark deserved someone better, SOMETHING better than just a mere toy.

"You aren´t a toy, stop thinking that!" Denmark said, taking Norway´s head in one hand so they were looking each other in the eyes.

Lukas tried his best to look away. "What are you talking about... of course I´m a toy... I always have been..." He said trying to put on a brave face, merley a fake face, a mask.

"You aren´t a toy, damn it! Why won´t you see yourself like I see you." Denmark yelled.

"Cuz I'm not you!" He retorted. "What do you see me as, anyway!"

"I see a country that been through some difficult stuff, but that needs to believe he´s worth something because right now he thinks that I don´t love him!" Denmark said calmly, his voice was comforting... For once.

"Well guess what! I don't believe you!" He was still in a state of despair, a state of disbelief.

"Are you calling me a liar?" Mathias asked, the hurt in his eyes were hearable in his words. He straddled Norway´s waist and kissed him, passionately and forcefully.

"I don't know anymore, dammit!" Lukas yelled in frustration.

Mathias pushed Lukas with more force `I want Norway, no one else… Why won´t he see that`

"Hey, uh!" Was the sound came out of Lukas' mouth, as he got pushed down.

Denmark was licking Norway´s jaw line now, not moving a smidge.

"Aaahh! S-stop! Uuhhh..." He was struggling.

Denmark just continued licking Norway´s jaw line and held him close.

"Mmm! Guh!" Lukas was trying his best to muffle his moans.

Denmark smirked at Norway´s actions as he starting biting the jaw line slightly.

This action only resulted in making it even harder for Norway to hold in his moans. "Iiiiiihhhhh!"

Denmark bit a "little" harder, leaving a bite mark.

"H-how am I supposed to c-cover that u-p!" Lukas was struggling to keep his voice even.

Denmark left a bright red hicky on the jaw line as well. "Just don´t!"

"W-what are you sa-aying! Ho-ow can I-I do S-such an irresponsib-le th-thing!" Damn! Now it was getting much harder to speak.

"Well I am your boyfriend, forgot that little fact?" Denmark teased, and then he went back to biting the jaw line.

"You're n-not! D-Damnit!" Lukas was clearly to deny the statement that was clearly a true fact.

"Then why do you allow me doing this?" Denmark teased.

"I-I'm Not! You- you're ju-ust do-doing it on your o-own!" Lukas could do nothing but deny the facts that were all true.

Denmark licked a line from Norway´s jaw line down to his collar bone, where he started randomly biting.

"Not my collar bone too!" Lukas whined, sounding very much indeed, childish.

Denmark bit harder, giving Norway a bleeding wound that Den licked seductively.

"IIIIIHHH! MMMM! GGGUUUUUHH!" This was just too much... he covered his mouth with his hand.

Denmark smirked as he continued licking the wound.

The hand was pretty much the only things stopping his moans from slipping...

Denmark pinned Norway´s hands to the bed as he went on.

'DAMMIT! It's so typical of you to do that! I can't moan now... no...!' These were the thoughts racing through his head.

Denmark bit him a little more and licked up the new blood.

'..Won't...lose...'

Denmark gave up and knew he needed a new tactic, so he opened Norway´s shirt and licked down to his stomach and pants line.

"D-don´t tell me you're gonna..." This was making the boy nervous. 'If he does, then I won't be able to hold it in!'

Denmark took off Norway´s shirt and threw it somewhere in the room, his own shirt and tie joining it seconds later.

Lukas hated to admit it, but Mathias was pretty damn hot... Lukas got his thinking back on track, and made sure not to let the thought slip from his mouth. 'At least this lets me catch my breath just a little...' He thought.

Denmark began dealing with Norway´s pants without mercy and they were thrown somewhere in the room as well.

Lukas blushed a deep red. "What are you doing!" He yelled.

"Showing you I love you!" Denmark smiled and started taking off Norway´s underwear.

"W-wait! Stop iiiiiiitt!" 'He's acting like nothing's wrong and is just undressing me!' He was practically yelling in his mind.

Denmark stopped and looked up at Norway, having a "Oh-my-god-it´s-christmas" look in his eyes.

"W-what? I'm not some present, you know!" Nor retorted with a 'WHAT-THE-HELL-IS-GOING-ON!' look.

"But... Don´t you want to sleep with me?" The look in Denmark´s eyes were the one of a kicked puppy.

"Y-you were the one who just went of doing stuff on your own!"

Denmark leaned in and invaded Norway´s mouth forcefully. As he kissed Norway, the Norwegians underwear joined his pants.

"Nnnnhhh! Mmm! G-guuhh!" Nor could do nothing, but make muffled moans.

Okay! That was it for this time! Hope you enjoyed it! This is only our second fanfic, and we gladly accept pointers, tips, and reviews! Or if you just want to give some encouragement, then that is very much appreciated! We're still doing notes after each chapter, and a preview bit as well! Please don't flame or leave bad comments, Thank you! Please rate and review! We'll update every week! :D

Sorry for being late on this. I (Den) didn't meet Nor and Nor kinda ignored me *sob*. But here it is.

-DenNor~!

Coming up next chapter:

Lukas continued his muffled moans.

"Do you want me now?"

"N-no!"

"Your body doesn´t seem to know that!"

Hope you´ll like it.