Many years then passed from Norway and Denmark's parting. And finally..the day that they will see each other again came...
"Kay, Nor. Later, we will be battling up against someone from the south. Have your people ready for this, okay?" said Sweden as he pointed at the map. Norway twitched his head and asked; "Well..who will we be up against..?". "Ya don't wanna know." as Sweden moved his head to the left. "Tell me..who is it?" "The person we're up against is the one you love-Denmark." as Norway heard this, he widened up his eyes to his surprise and said; "N-No...this can't be..but I can't-I can't stand hurting someone I love!" as he gritted his teeth and his eyes overflow with tears. "Look, Nor. I know it's hard for you when you're up against someone you love but..you have no choice..." said Sweden firmly. "Ja..that's a fact.." he said, pressing his arm. "Now..let's go. It's time.." Sweden said as he put on his cape. "Ja."
"Okay, is everyone prepared?!" shouted Denmark to his men. "JA!" "Good. The enemy we're up against is no ordinary opponent! The fact is, he even got someone that was long tied to our union to ally with him! So be prepared, men!" he said as he lifted his sword in front of the crowd. "FOR THE FATHERLAND!" the crowd exclaimed. Iceland, at the back of Denmark, went towards him, held his shoulder and said; "Dan..who is this opponent which you speak about?" with a curious yet serious look. "It's Sve...allied with Norge." Denmark replied seriously. "Nore..huh..? It would be hard not to avoid someone you love, don't you think?" "Ja. But this is fate. We have to accept it. Just like you said." Denmark said as he struck his sword on the ground. "I agree. Can I..can I come with you to battle?" asked Iceland. "No..it's way too dangerous. I don't want to see you get hurt or killed. I'm sure Norge wouldn't want that either." "I see. Okay I won't go. If it's what you and Nore wants..then I won't go." he replied with confidence. Denmark took a deep breath and said; "Now..please go back inside the house or find some place to hide and please... stay safe." "I will." as they embraced each other bidding good luck. And after that, Iceland ran away to find some place to hide. And from afar, Denmark could see the enemy troops charging. "Okay men, are you ready?!" he shouted to the crowd."Ja!" "Then let's go!" They charged at the enemy troops, stabbing and killing each other. Denmark slashed his way towards Sweden to fight him face-to-face. Blood was scattered everywhere and many lost their lives even at the beginning of the battle. Standing on the blood-stained field, Denmark saw Sweden at last. "Sve, you bastard! How could you do this to me?!" he said as he crossed swords with him. "Bastard? who was the one that everyone left?! Who was the one that treated us badly?! YOU! YER THE BASTARD, DEN!" Sweden yelled at Denmark. "Shut the...FUCK UP!" he said, raising his sword and hitting Sweden on the shoulder. "Tch..you're such an imbecile..as always." Sweden said, not minding his wound. Blood dripped from arm then droplets of blood fell on the snowy field. "Shut yer trap. Where's Norge, you shithead?" Denmark demanded, pointing his sword at Sweden. "Find him yourself. If you manage to find him, that is. I'm not letting ya have him 'cause all yer gonna do is just hurt him!" Sweden said. "Tch.." Denmark walked away from Sweden, took down one of his men and killed those opponents in his way. Then suddenly, he found Norway helping out in slaying his troops so as to attain victory for him and Sweden. "Nor!" he shouted. Norway heard Denmark's call, faced him and said; "B-Bror.. you're...here.." while opening his eyes wide due to the surprise of actually seeing his beloved Denmark which he has not seen for a long while. "Ja..it's me, Nor. I love you, Nor.." Denmark said smiling despite of the battle and bloodshed occurring in the background. Norway was then all emotional and tearful and said; "Bror..I love you too..but despite our love..we're opponents, aren't we..?" while caressing Denmark's bloodied face. "Ja..but despite that, our love will go through all of this." he said with confidence and kissed Norway's hand. "Ja..that's right.." Norway smiled. And while they were conversing, a troop of Denmark's was about to strike Norway down but Denmark acted as a shield for Norway and he was the one that got hit instead. Denmark's blood was splattered on Norway and then Norway, in shock, said; "B-bror.." "Captain! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that!" the troop said worryingly. "It's...it's okay...just don't...hurt..Nor.." he said as he was lying on a pool of his own blood. "Bror! Stay with me! Stay with me, bror!" Norway said tearfully while holding Denmark's head. "Nor...I'll make it..I'll never..leave you..never again..." he said, reaching out his hand to touch Norway's face. "Bror, let's go treat your wounds!" Norway took Denmark's arm and led him to a shelter with supplies and medicine. Norway got hold of a medicinal kit, took Denmark's shirt off and said; "Okay, bror. Stay still..this may kind of hurt." "Ja..I know.." Denmark said grunting. Norway then wrapped his wound with a bandage. Denmark groaned of the pain and Norway, concerned at Denmark's state, said; "I told you, bror. Don't move first!" he tied the ends of the bandage tightly around Denmark's wound and then sighed and said; "Okay..I'm all done.. Don't fight first. I can't stand to see you being hurt. I love you, bror. So please.." he said while holding Denmark's hand. "But Nor..if I don't, then I won't be able to get you back.." "It doesn't matter. Sooner or later we're going to be together. Always. Always put that in mind, okay?" "Okay..and Nor..you worry too much..." replied Denmark with a pained look. "That's because I love you." Norway replied sincerely, while still holding Denmark's hand. "Then prove it." "Sure." Norway then leaned forward to kiss Denmark's lips. Denmark was happy because he knew Norway truly loves him and their love for each other was true. To his content, Denmark held Norway's waist tightly. "Nor...that felt good..do it again.." "Sure." Norway put both of his hand on Denmark's cheeks so as to hold him steady while kissing. He kissed Denmark passionately which made him all warmed up and in the mood. "I love you..bror." Norway said with his fingers gently caressing Denmark's lower lip. "I love you too, Nor." he said and licked Norway's finger which was on his lip. "I'm sorry, bror...I almost forgot.." said Norway as if he seems to be in a rush as he got hold of Denmark's blood-stained shirt. "Hm..?" "There, put this on. It's getting cold." as he assisted Denmark putting on his shirt and coat. "There." warm enough for you?" Norway said as he fixed the cuffs on Denmark's coat. "Ja. When I'm with you, I always feel warm!" he said smiling. And all of a sudden, Norway remembered something. "Shit! Sve...I have to go! I'm sorry, bror...I'll come back for you, I promise." Just as when Norway was about to leave, Denmark got hold of Norway's hand. "So...you're just going to leave me like this?!" Denmark said as he gritted his teeth. "I'm sorry..I have to go, bror..I love you.." Norway held Denmark's hand lightly and kissed it. "I love you too." he said and bid Denmark goodbye with a kiss. "Now..I have to go." Denmark the let go of Norway's hand. "So Nor...we had to part ways again, huh..? And shit.. Sve...Sve... Shit, I have to fight! I'm sorry, Nor! But I have to!" he said as he took his sword then ran off to stop and defeat Sweden despite his wounds. "Where were ya, Nor?!" said Sweden while clashing swords with an enemy. "I was out to help bror with his wounds!" he replied while clashing swords with an enemy troop as well. "What?! Ya just helped an enemy like that?!" Sweden said as he stabbed the enemy and blood splattered around him and dropped onto the pure, white snow and turning it blood-red. "But Sve...I love him! I don't want him to die because of me!" Norway said, slitting the enemy's throat. "So Nor..what are ya gonna choose..Den or your freedom?!" "BOTH!" he shrieked out. "The world just doesn't work out that way, Nor! Sometimes you have ta choose just one choice! It's the reality! Accept it!" hearing this, Norway was left speechless and continued with what he was doing. Then all of a sudden, Denmark appeared once again in the battlefield. "Sve, you idiot! I'm here to take you down!" he said in a high voice and raising his sword. "B-Bror! Didn't I tell you not to fight?!" Norway shouted to him. "Ja and I'm sorry. I have to fight, Nor! I don't wanna lose!" he said with full of confidence and determination. "B-Bror but if you lose, you'll-!" "Don't worry. I won;t allow myself to die. I'll live for ya, Nor." Hearing this, Norway was relieved. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be off." he said as he ran towards Sweden at full speed ans shouted; "I'M HERE TO TAKE YA DOWN, SVE!" Sweden stood calmly on the battlefield and said; "Tch. Let's just see about that." as he gripped his sword tightly. Just as when Denmark was about to strike him down, Sweden slashed his shoulder. Thus, making him lose grip of his sword. "Bror!" Norway shouted, running towards his beloved bror. "Bror! No! You're so stubborn..you even managed to get yourself hurt again, you idiot!" "It's fine, Nor. I had to get back at Sve.. but now..." he said, lying down on the frozen and barren field. Sweden, looking at the situation, pointed his sword at Denmark and said; "Now that y'er terribly injured and can't fight, now is the time to strike you down." As he was about to strike Denmark down with a single blow, Norway embraced Denmark and pleaded; "No! Please don't kill bror! Please..just let him live.. I beg of you..." he said with a pleading look. Sweden, seeing how Norway wants Denmark not to be killed, took a sigh, dropped his sword and said; "'Kay. Just as long as you refrain from seeing him again. He might just take ya away and mistreat ya again." "Ja..I'll do whatever it takes...Just to keep him alive.." he said as he looked at Denmark's pained eyes. "No, Now. Please..come back to me..please..I promise...I won't mistreat you ever again.." Denmark said while looking at Norway's eyes begging for him to fulfill his request. "I'm sorry, bror. But this is what I have decided. I have to do this for you to stay alive. I'm really sorry.." he said with a concerned yet regretful look. He kissed Denmark's forehead then bid him goodbye. In the bloody, snowy field, Denmark was lying wounded and disappointed. He looked around and said; "Heh. Looks like I lost again this time,huh..?" he touched his forehead and said; "Norge..just why did you even have to go..?" he then stood up, gripping his injured shoulder and looked for Iceland. " Ice! Where are you?!" he shouted. He looked everywhere for him yet he still didn't find him. He still continued finding Iceland, not minding the pain inflicted to him by Sweden. "Dammit. Ice! Where are you?!" he was really worried sick about him because he might've been killed or horribly injured just like he is. And after 30 minutes of searching, he found Iceland, hiding in a small cave. "There you are, Ice!" he exclaimed while putting his hand on Iceland's shoulder. "Dan! What happened to you?!" Iceland said in shock as he saw Denmark's horrible injury. "Ice, I...I lost again.." he said as he had a disappointed look on his face. "Dan, didn't I tell you before not to go too far when fighting?! But look now; YOU LOST AGAIN! MANY OF YOUR PEOPLE DIED AND LOOK AT YOURSELF! What would Nore think if he saw that you were THIS badly injured?!" he exclaimed. Denmark, still holding his injured shoulder said; "Nor, he...I saw him.." hearing this, Iceland widened up his eyes and said; "Really?! What happened?!" "Well you see..while I was protecting Nor from getting killed, I got accidentally hit by one of my own troops. He treated my wounds and then he.." he said, not finishing his sentence, "You did what?" Iceland asked in curiosity. "Eh..it's best for you not to know." "I see." he said as he glared at Denmark curiously. Iceland took Denmark's arm. He smiled and said; "Dan..since this has ended, let's go home, shall we?" "Sure." Denmark grinned despite of the harsh and traumatizing experience he had gone through. They walked through the woods to find their way home and "So..you went this far just to find me?"Iceland asked. "Ja. I was worried sick about you so I just decided to look for you. You might have been killed so.." he said. "Ah I see. So you care that much about me, hm?" Iceland smiled. "Ja of course. I even consider you as my brother and I even promised Norge I'll take care of you.." Denmark said smiling. "Heh. Takk. I'm sure Nore will be very happy if he knew you had looked after me all this time and never broke your promise." hearing this, Denmark smiled and continued walking towards home. They walked through the stony path in the woods which then led them outside to the battlefield where Denmark fought with Sweden a while ago. Iceland saw this and said; "Are these...are these all yours?" as he pointed at the many casualties the battle has wrought. "Most of them. Dammit..I just always manage to lose.." Denmark said with dismay. "I see. It's just hard to accept your defeat, right?" Iceland said with a rather compassionate look. "Ja I know.." After talking, they then walked through the bloody battlefield and while they passed, they would see dead bodies everywhere which Denmark can't help but keep remembering about his defeat. Seeing this, he had a look of disappointment and dismay on his face because he knew he had lost once again. Iceland looked at Denmark and said; "Don't fret, Dan. I know he'll come back to you." with full of compassion to his defeated 'brother'. "Ja."
Meanwhile, Norway looked at Sweden and said; "Was it..was it the right thing to do that I left bror behind again..?" with guilt on his face. "Ja. I wouldn't let him win. I hated him ever since." he replied. "I see. But why are you so against about me meeting up with bror and taking me back again?" Norway asked curiously. Upon hearing this, Sweden shook his head and said; "I-I can't tell.." Norway was curious and he feels that Sweden is trying to hide something from him. "Now if you'll excuse me.. I'll have to get going." Sweden said as he went out of the house and slammed the door shut. Norway then looked out of the window and said to himself; "Just what...is Sve trying to hide from me anyway..?" out of curiosity.
In the other hand, Denmark and Iceland arrived at their house and took a rest. "Whew...that was tiring, wasn't it?" said Iceland as he was panting due to the long distance they walked through together just to get home. "Ja...indeed." said Denmark as he was holding his badly injured shoulder. Iceland stood up and said; "Oh, I almost forgot. I have to treat your wound first." as he got hold of a medicinal kit. "Ja." Iceland then took a bandage and wrapped it around his shoulder. "There, dan. You feeling better?" Iceland asked with concern as he patted Denmark's back. "Ja..and thank you for the treatment..I really appreciate that." he said to Iceland gratefully. "I'm glad." Iceland said and smiled. "Hei, just rest for a while okay?" "Okay, sure." Iceland went to the kitchen to cook dinner while Denmark sat on the floor of the living room, recovering from his injuries and said to himself; "Iceland..he's really good at treating wounds as well...just like Norge.."
Meanwhile at Sweden's house where Norway was residing, Norway was curious what could be the reason why Sweden is so against about him seeing Denmark and Denmark taking him back. He thought deeper into his mind what could be the reason yet he still couldn't find the answer to his question. "Just why is he really against about bror taking me back..?" he muttered to himself.
-CHAPTER 3 end-
