A/N: Yaaay, finally off hiatus and back with all of the one shots for DenNor week done, enjoy~

-August 5th, 2004-

Lukas sighed as he looked around the playground. What was the point of mom making him go out if he didn't have any friends here? There was no one to play with him and all he could do was sit around and read or draw while all the other kids played in front of him. It was practically the same thing he did at home except the sun was making it harder to see his drawing. Lukas squinted against the bright sunlight as he took out a blue crayon and began to color in the sky of his drawing.

"Hey!"

Lukas looked up from his drawing curiously as a blond boy ran up to him.

"My name is Mathias," he stated happily, before holding out his hand to Lukas. "Do you wanna play with me?"

Lukas glanced from his nearly completed picture to the excited eyes of Mathias and put them down reluctantly. He placed them into his backpack before nodding and took Mathias' hand.

-May 27th, 2006-

"Hey Lukas?" asked Mathias.

"Yeah?" said Lukas.

"How do you think all the stars got there?"

"How the heck would I know?" replied Lukas.

The two were camped out in Mathias' backyard, the tent besides them but both were content with just lying on the grass, staring at the stars.

"Mom says that they're little suns," said Mathias.

"Little suns?" inquired Lukas.

"Yeah! They're like the sun we have except reeeeally far away," said Mathias.

"Huh," said Lukas. "That's cool."

"Yeah...I wanna have my own star one day," stated Mathias determinedly.

"Why?" asked Lukas curiously.

"Because they're so bright! And they make me happy. And if I had one then I would be happy all the time," said Mathias. "And I'll get one for you too! So we can both be happy."

"Maybe when we're older," replied Lukas, shaking his head in amusement. "We should head to bed, you're getting weird."

"Am not!"

"Are so."

"Am not!"

-December 21th, 2007-

"Lukey!" shouted the Dane excitedly.

"What is it?" asked Lukas. "And don't call me Lukey!"

"Guess what day it is!" he replied excitedly.

"December 21st?" pondered Lukas.

"Well yeah, but it's also the last day before break!" said Mathias.

"And?" questioned Lukas.

"I'm going on vacation with my family so I have to give you my present today!" he exclaimed, pulling out an object from his backpack.

"Here you go!"

Lukas stared down curiously at the gift. It was a stuffed pink rabbit that was about the size of his forearm. It had two shiny black eyes and a small nose that was sewed with with black thread, which led to the mouth, a threaded curve.

"Why did you get me a child's toy?"

"Don't lie to me Luke, I know how much you love stuffed animals, Your room is practically filled with them!"

A light blush spread across Lukas' face, "I got you a present too, and if you're going away then I might as well give it to you now."

"Really?" asked Mathias excitedly.

"Yes," said Lukas, rolling his eyes, "now close your eyes."

Mathias snapped his eyes shut, unsure of what to expect as Lukas grabbed his hand and placed a small object into it.

"You can open your eyes," said Lukas.

Mathias opened his palm, eyes growing to the size of saucers as he saw three small charms attached to a keychain , one of them had the Danish flag and the other had an axe, however both were made out of lego. The third keychain was a plain black piece of lego and Mathias watched as Lukas procured a small bag from his pocket.

"You can build whatever you want with the last one," explained Lukas.

"This is awesome!" replied Mathias. "Thank you so much!"

"I saw it while I was at the mall and figured you would like it," said Lukas nonchalantly.

"This is the best Christmas gift ever!" shouted Mathias, pulling Lukas into a hug.

"Keep your voice down you imbecile," said Lukas, affection in his voice despite the harsh words.

-June 16th, 2010-

"Umm...Lukas?" asked Mathias, knocking on the door hesitantly.

He waited a few moments before opening the door slowly, looking around for his best friend. A lump on the bed revealed Lukas' position and Mathias approached him cautiously. He sat down at the edge of the bed and reached out to remove the blanket, pulling it back to see Lukas blatantly ignoring him.

"Lukey?" questioned Mathias, brushing Lukas' shoulder gently.

He jumped back just in time to avoid Lukas' fist.

"Don't touch me," he hissed.

"Look Lukas, I'm really sorry-"

"When were you going to tell me?" interrupted Lukas. "Were you ever going to tell me? Or were you just going to leave without a word?"

"I was going to tell you Luke, I swear!" said Mathias.
"Oh, I'm sure," scoffed Lukas.

"Really!" insisted Mathias. "...I just wasn't sure how."

"You're moving tomorrow!" exclaimed Lukas.

"Well what did you expect me to say?!" exploded Mathias. "Hey Lukas, I'm moving halfway across the country?"

"Yes!" shouted Lukas.

"You're impossible!" replied Mathias frustratedly.

"I'm not the one who decided to keep this a secret for two months!" argued Lukas irritably.

"You act like I want to move! I want to stay as badly as you do!" said Mathias.

"Then why don't you?!" replied Lukas.

Minutes passed by as the duo stared at each other unwavering, before Mathias looked away guiltily.

"You and I both know why," said Mathias dejectedly, voice lowering to a whisper.

"...It doesn't mean I have to like it," said Lukas.

"I'm really sorry Lukas," said Mathias sincerely.

"I know," replied Lukas. "I'm sorry too."

-October 1st, 2015-

The clock struck five o'clock as Lukas came home, dropping his backpack into a chair and sighing as he walked into the kitchen. He ran a hand through his hair, glancing at a fridge and pursing his lips at the yellow sticky note that stood out against the silver background.

"Coming home late tonight. There's a casserole in the oven." -Love Mom & Dad.

That was the same note he had gotten for the past few nights now. He sighed,

throwing the note away, before looking around the kitchen. Five was a bit early to be eat dinner, but he knew that Emil would be hungry. Lukas absentmindedly snatched an apple from the fruit basket, washing it before slicing it into six clean pieces and repeating the process with two other apples.

"Emil! Where are you?" called out Lukas, cleaning his hands and plating the apples.

"I'm just in my room studying!" replied Emil after a few seconds.

"Alright then," said Lukas, he walked down the hallway languidly and knocked on the door. "I'm coming in."

He opened the door and saw Emil hunched over his desk with a blond man next to him.

"So you just have to subtract two from the number of sides and multiply that by one hundred eighty to get the number of angles," he said.

"And then divide by the number of sides to get one angle," finished Emil.

He turned around to greet the elder of the two, "Hey."

"Who's this?" asked Lukas, setting down the plate as he eyed the man curiously.

"My math tutor," said Emil.

"Hiya! I'm...Mathias," he said, hesitating as he looked at Lukas.

"Lukas?" he breathed.

"Mathias?" replied Lukas, dumbstruck.