Hello... Here's chapter two!
Berwald Oxenstierna was returning home from another successful mission. He was a well built male with messy light blond hair and sea-green eyes, wearing a black t-shirt with dark jeans and boots. He pushed his glasses up the bridge to his nose as he listened to his fellow comrades speak of their plans when they got home to their loved ones. He already knew what he wanted to do when he first gets home to his loved one.
He fingered a small velvet box in his hands, a small smile played onto his usually stoic face. He was going to ask his boyfriend of 6 years, Tino Väinämöinen, to marry him and become his wife, Tino Oxenstierna-Väinämöinen, he planned to propose this coming Saturday. He had picked his ring to Tino with a little help from his partners, Ivan, Arthur and Mathias while they were stationed in Nova Scotia, Canada looking for their target, he knew Tino was going to like it. He could still hear the others' plans for their summer holidays as they drove to Ivan's house to stay the night.
Ivan Braginsky was planning on taking his boyfriend of 2 years, Wang Yao to his homeland Russia to introduce him to his mother and older sister. Ivan was the same height and build as Berwald, but he had more of a round, childish face with a more prominent nose, his hair was a light beige-blond, and his eyes were violet, like Tino's. He wore a dark turtle neck with blue jeans, combat boots and beige-pink scarf around his neck.
Mathias Kohler was bragging to Ivan what he planned to do for his summer holidays. Mathias was a bit shorter than Ivan and Berwald, he was built well, showing it off in a simple white tank top, faded blue jeans and tennis shoes. He had wild blond hair and large but droopy blue eyes. He planned to take his husband of a year, Lukas Bondevik-Kohler and his brother-in-law, Emil Steilsson to a get-away trip to Jamaica.
Arthur Kirkland was boosting over their loud chattering that he planned to take his boyfriend of 4 years, Alfred F. Jones and maybe his baby brother Peter, to a around the world travel. He had messy, short blond hair and lime-green eyes with a slender build that was covered by a long-sleeved brown shirt with dark blue jeans and knee-high boots. His eyebrows were what made him strangely unique as they were very thick, prominent and usually dark.
Berwald smiled as they drove onward, trying his best to ignore the constant arguing/chattering amongst his fellow comrades. He did kinda feel envious of them, going to exotic places, he really didn't plan as to what he was going to do with Tino. All that ran through his mind was how he was going to propose to the Finnish man.
"So... Berwald, what do you plan to do with your summer holiday with Tino?" Arthur asked once they stopped at four-way intersection, "We have 3 months off!"
"Don't know yet." Berwald answered, looking to the English man, "I guess I'll figure it out when I get home."
"Go someplace sunny!" Mathias roared from the back seat, "More sunny than here, I mean. Like Jamaica or Mexico! Wait... Is Mexico really sunny and hot during the Summer season?"
"Of course, da." Ivan smiled, poking Mathias' cheek, "It's close to the equator. Everyone knows that, except you apparently. I take you failed high school geography? If so, then how did you get a job within the Guild?"
"Leave me alone." Mathias mumbled, pushing the Russian man's hand away as everyone burst out laughing, "Besides, high school was like what? 6-7 years ago? Who remembers all that was taught almost a decade ago?"
"Smart people?" Berwald offered.
"You guys are a bunch of pricks..."
The whole car burst into roaring laughter that even Mathias joined into as the light turned green allowing Arthur to move forward and closer to Ivan's place. After another 30 minutes had passed (as well as some bad puns and jokes), they finally reached their destination for the night. Pulling into the driveway, they were surprised to see Ivan's boyfriend Yao, sitting on a porch-swing holding a steaming cup before he stood up with a large smile on his face.
"Yao-Yao! I'M HOOOOOOOOOME~!" Ivan cried as he jumped out of the still-moving vehicle and ran up to the porch.
"WATCH IT YOU BLOODY DUMB BASTARD!"
Yao's amber eyes shone brightly upon the sight of Ivan running up the driveway, his arms wide open. He gently set his green tea down on the nearby table as he ran to meet with Ivan, his dark hair flowed behind him tied back in its usual ponytail as he was pulled into Ivan's bear-like hug. He wore a red mandarin jacket with large sleeves, white pants and black slip-on shoes.
"Welcome home, Ivan! It's soo good to see you again, aru!" He pulled away from the hug to share a brief kiss with his lover, "Did you bring me back a souvenir, aru?"
"But of course!" Ivan smiled, as he patted his pockets. Upon not finding what he was looking for, he almost face-palmed, "But of course, I left it in my luggage in the back of the car."
"Don't worry, Ivan... I'm in no big hurry, aru." Yao comforted, gently patting the Russian's back before turning his attention to the other three, "The guest rooms are made up for you three. Tell me, are you men hunger from that long flight and roadtrip?"
Four growling stomachs were his response as Yao tried his best not to laugh.
"Starving..." Mathias clutched his stomach.
"You don't mind, do you?" Arthur asked, looking at Yao a bit nervously, "I'd hate to impose..."
"No, no, no. It's fine. I made plenty for dinner tonight, aru."
"Really?" Ivan asked as he scooped the smaller male into his arms, bridal style, "What's for dinner then, da?"
"I made Szechuan chicken with fried rice and dumplings." Yao smiled, looking over Ivan's shoulder, "Help yourself to as much as you want boys, aru."
"ALRIGHT!"
"Thank you."
Dinner passed with nothing short of color and sound as Mathias and Ivan re-began their bragging competition of whose vacation plans were better, it was long before Arthur joined in leaving only Berwald and Yao on the side-lines to laugh.
"MINE'S BETTER!"
"NO WAY!"
"MINE'S BLOODY COOLER!"
"KISS MY ASS!"
"OH IN THREE MONTHS' TIME, YOU WILL!"
"NUH-UH!"
Berwald smirked as he raised his cup of coffee to his lips and began to take a small sip. He watched as Mathias made a rude hand gesture toward Arthur as Ivan poked his with his fork, chuckling while Yao was struggling to control his laughter. That's when it click, he decided to call Tino and check in on him, let him know he was on his way home and he would see him in the afternoon the next day.
He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and quickly speed-dialed Tino's cellphone. He placed the celluar device to his ear, listening for the dial tone. He was suprised that he was put to voicemail immediately after hitting the green button.
'Hi! You reached the cellphone of me, Tino Väinämöinen. I'm really sorry I couldn't come to anwser your call, but if you leave your name, number and reason for calling I'll get back to you as soon as I can, I'm really, really sorry. Thank you and have a nice day.'
Berwald sighed as he pressed the red button to end the call, not thinking any different about his attempted call. Tino must be asleep or maybe he forgot to charge his phone the night before, he smiled. Silly Tino. He looked up in time to see Arthur beginning to mock Mathias on his views about the 'real gentlemen'. He smirked.
Everyone paused in their attempts to one-up on one another when they heard Arthur's cellphone ring.
"Oh, now what? We're not back until tomorrow," Arthur grumbled as he pulled out his cellphone. His smiled widen on the sight of the caller id, "Oh! It's Al. Time out guys, I gotta take this!"
"Welp, you all know what that means," Mathias smirked as Arthur flipped open his phone, "I won."
"Yeah~, over my dead body you did." Ivan smiled, "The day when you win anything is the day I become the pope, da."
"Bite me Ivan."
"Hello~?"
Everyone laughed as Arthur waved at them to lower their voices so he could hear and talk to Alfred, which was funny since Alfred liked to scream into his phone, regardless of the situation. As the voices lowered, Berwald could hear what was mix of a hyperventilating sob from the other end of the phone. The others seemed to have heard it as well, since the room fell deadly silent, now listening into the call.
"Al, sweetheart, you need to calm down." Arthur said, his brows furrowing, "Take a deep, deep breath and tell me what's wrong."
A shuddery reply was given. Everyone looked to Berwald upon hearing his name mentioned in Arthur's conservation. Berwald in turned looked to Arthur, puzzled.
"Alfred, we've been through this... Of course, I know Berwald and yes, I have his phone number," Arthur almost face-palmed, why in the world was Alfred crying over that? "In fact, he's right next to me... Do you need to talk to him?"
A pause.
"No? Then why the bloody hell did you call me, crying, looking for him?"
As the answer was given, Arthur looked even more confused.
"Message? What message? Why can't you tell him yourself, he's bloody right here, you damn wanker..."
Everyone was now watching Arthur carefully as he waited for his answer, his green eyes widen slightly.
"What about Tino?"
Everyone's eyes fell back on Berwald as soon as his lover's name was mentioned, Berwald's eyes widen at the sound of his boyfriend's name. He looked to Arthur who was looking back at him, looking nervous.
"Taken? By whom? What do you mean you don't know?!"
At those very next words, Berwald's coffee cup slipped out of his fingers and smashed into tiny pieces onto the floor, brown liquid spreading across the hardwood floor. He felt as though the ground below him had swallowed him, he could feel his heart stop beating upon hearing those words.
"When? H-How? Wha-" He took a deep breath. Everyone looked alarmed as Arthur quickly placed his phone on the table and put it on speakerphone. Everyone huddled carefully to listen to the story.
"Tell me what you know..."
After his quick conservation with Tino, Alfred walked on past him as he re-started his search to find the item he was seeking, Coca-Cola. He didn't have to search very far as he walked past two aisles before coming to the 'Snack and Beverage' aisles. He turned right and found himself dazzled by the sight of the whole aisle, end to end, was carrying all types of sodas on every row, he walked until his eyes fell upon his desire.
"ALRIGHT!"
Grabbing a 30-pack case of Cola, he made his way back to the check-out area where he ran into Tino earlier to see the Finn walking out of the store, pushing the shopping cart in front of him. He smiled as he watched the Finnish man go, turning his direction to the cashier, who was waving at him.
"Hello sir. Did you find everything okay?" a young woman with blonde highlights asked as she scanned the 30-pack.
"I sure did!"
"Will that be all?"
"For now."
"Okay then. Your total comes to $9.12."
"Will $10 be okay?"
"Mm-hmm."
"AWESOME!"
"Your change," she smiled handing Alfred his change before waving, "Have a nice night!"
"You too!"
With Cola in hand, he made his way to the exit placing the receipt and his change in his back pocket along the way. He smiled and took a deep breath as he hit the outside world. It really did smell like Summer. He walked through the parking lot to head on his way home, since it was going to be a long walk home, when a black SUV sped toward and past him, almost clipping him with its side-mirror. Thankfully, Alfred moved out of the way in time.
"HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, ASSHOLE!" Alfred yelled at the rapidly disappearing vehicle, "DIDN'T YOU SEE ME WALKING HERE?! Dumbass..."
Alfred continued down his path as the car disappeared into the dark, huffing and flipping the bird into the night air after the car as he did so. Idiots shoudn't be given driver's licenses. He paused at the sight of a familiar looking truck at the end of the second row. Smiling, he approached the still truck upon seeing it in closer view, he realized whose car it belong to. Maybe he could get a ride home and cut his walking in half.
"HEY TINO!" Alfred waved at the darken truck, "I know this is sudden and all but you don't suppose you can give me a lift home, since you're still here and all..."
He paused as he grew closer to the truck, knowing immediately that something was not right. Smile faltering and approaching the truck more cautiously Alfred moved around to the passenger side, finding that it was opened and in the seat were the remains of a ripped paper bag and various grocery items. Something didn't feel right definitely as Alfred approached closer, gently placing his case of soda onto the concrete ground, looking inside of the truck. Nothing, other then Tino and his cellphone, seemed to be missing; the food items were there, so were the car keys and even his wallet. So, where was Tino?
As Alfred took a step back he heard a soft crinkle sound from under his foot. He looked down to the ground and spotted a piece of paper under his foot. Bending over and plucking the paper off the ground, he turned over to find that it had something written on it as he read it he started to feel himself panicking. He- He had to tell someone- Berwald! Someone or something had kidnapped Tino! He had to call Berwald and quick!
Alfred nearly face-palmed. He didn't have Berwald's number, only Tino, Ivan, Mathias, Feliciano, Lukas, Ludwig, Gilbert, Antonio and Arthur had his number. Wait- Arthur! That was it, that was his answer!
Quickly whipping out his cellphone out of his pocket, he pressed in a speed-dial number for his boyfriend, he felt scared to say the least. He relaxed slightly knowing that his Arthur will do something about it since he operated and controlled the entire land's Police force. He waited as the phone ringed, waiting and waiting, feeling his chest and throat ready to burst from holding back his fear.
"Hello~!"
Upon hearing the English man's cheery voice, Alfred burst into to tears and began to fill Arthur in on everything, pleading with the British man to do something! Anything!
After the phone call ended, Ivan had turned to Yao as the others made to stand. A look of regret clearly written on his face.
"I know I just got home, Yao-Yao," he took his lover's hands into his own, "And I promised you a time together alone, just you and I, but I must go."
"Why?" Yao asked, looking utterly confused, "How does this pertain to you? I understand he was your ex-boyfriend-turned-friend and he's dating one of your closest friends and all that... But couldn't Arthur and Berwald handle that? Arthur runs the police force after all, aru..."
"I-I... Yao, Love, I promise I'll explain everything to you later," Ivan sighed, cupping the Chinese man's face, "There's soo much in involved right now, da and granted, I-I should have told you the minute we started dating but, I was forbidden and-"
He quieted upon feeling a finger press against his lips, looking to see those large amber eyes study him carefully as though it was searching for the answer themselves. They soften as he leaned forward and replaced his finger with his lips. He pulled back as Ivan regarded him curiously, before he pulled the smaller male into hug.
"I believe you but promise me- just promise me that you'll come back to me in one piece," Yao whispered, nuzzling his face deeper into Ivan's chest, "Promise, aru..?"
"I promise." Ivan responded, tightening his grip on Yao, placing a gentle kiss on top of his head.
Ivan released his hold on Yao, placing one last chaste kiss on his lips and running after the other three to the car as Yao followed numbly behind.
"We need to get moving and FAST!" Arthur called, throwing his jacket into the car, as the other three quickly jumped into the vehicle, "We have a 6 hour drive ahead of us! Every minute wasted brings Tino a minute closer to Death!"
Yao waved good-bye to Ivan as the car roared back to life and peeled out of his driveway and down the road. He watched them go, before turning to the sky, silently praying. Praying that Tino was going to be okay.
DunDun DUN~~! D: I wonder what will happen next?
