Chapter Three: Fill the Void!

Mor stared at me and pushed me off of him,

"It's great that you have a job, Feil. Now, get off of me. You're a big boy now and Mommy can't breathe when you sit on him." I pouted and moved over to a lounge chair in the corner and just watched him, behind us Far bounded out of his room, throwing his arms around Mor happily,

"Norgie~" he cried as Mor tried to push Far off of him.

"Hello, Matthias. I haven't seen you or Feil in a long time. Last time I saw you two together, you were using him as a football." Mor deadpanned. This was how it always seemed to be when I saw him; he would deadpan and get out of the room as quickly as possible. I never knew why, so I wanted to get to know him more because of this. However, whenever I tried to get to know him he pushed me aside and left me alone. He told me that he hated me and every time a piece of my heart sort of shriveled up and died. I continued to think about what might be going on in his mind and failed to notice him get up and leave to one of the guest rooms…but then I got to thinking, the closer I got to other people in my life the less I cared that Mor didn't want me in his.

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I dragged my ass back to school for another few months, why did I have to learn this shit? I never did learn why I needed to learn that shit during school. I ran into Fang-Hua in the hall and she smiled sweetly at me, I blushed lightly and returned the smile. She pulled me over to the side of the hall,

"Feil, I have been doing the thinking lately and I was wanting to go to your house. You told me about your папа and I want to meeting him. Can I also be meeting your māmā as well?" My eyes widened,

"My parents live in different nations; they don't live here in Helsinki." Her face fell,

"But you having your mèimei here, da?" I laughed, realizing that she was mentioning my cousin,

"She's my cousin. We're really close, so we call each other bror and søster. I stay with my aunt and uncle here, and they have kids who go to school with us." I offered, trying to explain mine and Omi's situation to her. Finally, after a month of dating I had memorized some of the terms she used in Russian and Chinese, she liked to sprinkle them into her conversations periodically.

"Does that mean I cannot meet your family?" I shook my head and smiled,

"If you ask your parents, then you can come with me home to Copenhagen during Spring Break. We'll meet my far." Her eyes lit up before she suddenly looked down,

"My Aunt Bel is coming from Belarus. Can we going to your house on another day?" She pouted. I lifted her chin up and kissed her pout, nodding as we pulled away,

"Far and I don't mind when you visit. He's seen pictures of you and heard stories; he says you sound nice and that you look hot." She giggled and blushed, kissing my cheek before running off to class. That girl was really something. I loved that she always tried to be polite and came across as being overly polite; it was one of those things her mom and her Uncle Kiku told her would be important in life no matter what she did with her life.

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The two of us became inseparable; we always walked through the halls together. She would sneak me into her dorm and we'd stay up all night watching the anime her Uncle Kiku had given her for her birthday and eventually end the night making out.

She rummaged through her stack of DVDs and held up a couple for me to look at,

"What are you wanting tonight?" She smiled, holding One Piece in one hand and Black Butler in the other. I stared at the covers for a few seconds before pointing at the one in her left hand,

"One Piece." She laughed and put the DVD in,

"You always want to watch One Piece."

"You always offer it." I tugged on her wrist and pulled her into my lap, kissing her forehead, "If you didn't want to watch One Piece you shouldn't have offered it as an option. You know I love it." She grabbed the bowl of popcorn off the floor and threw some at my face, giggling.

"I offer because you like it but can we watching something else next week?"

"If you don't offer One Piece, I'll be forced to choose a different anime." I stuck my tongue out, "why does you uncle send you this stuff anyway?"

"Because I asking for it and because it makes my parents angry." She replied plainly, giving me a look that said 'why else would I have this?'

I woke up the next day with Fang-Hua nestled in my arms, her head resting on my shoulder. I ran my fingers through her hair and smiled at her, she looked so peaceful now that she wasn't stressing out over exams or trying to be overly polite. Once a week I got to see my girlfriend look like a regular teenage girl, and it was nice.

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The closer I got to Fang-Hua, the less I thought about Mor and his feelings, I finally felt like I had a little bit of relief –as though a weight had been lifted from my chest. We dated for a few months, all the way to summer. She did meet my dad, and they got along amazingly.

I dragged her out of the school once the day had ended and we ran for the park, I plopped down on a bench and pulled her into my lap, wrapping my arms around her. She looked up at me, straight into my eyes, before she laid her head on my shoulder.

"Feil?" She asked, softly. I raised my eyebrows,

"Hva?" I asked in response.

"Wo ai ni…" she whispered in my ear, I looked at her.

"What does that mean? Wo ai ni?" I repeated,

"It means I love you," I blinked, my eyes widened. "Are you knowing that you were my only friend? Nobody liked me because of my parents. Папа always scared every boy away…except for you. You're special, Feil. I thought you wouldn't talk to me again after that first date in Iceland because Папа was scaring you, but you came back and talked to me a lot. You watched movies in my room at night and held me in your arms when I was scared of the lightning and thunder." She smiled shyly and planted a kiss on my lips, trying to focus my attention back on her. "Does it make sense now why I love you?" Slowly, I nodded, after processing all of her words. I knew that she was special because she filled the void inside of me. The void that yearned for love, the love I never had as a kid. When I was with her, everything was perfect. It was that love she had for me that filled my void...and that's when I finally realized,

"Jeg elsker også dig." I smiled, "I love you, too."


Hello, Friends of FanFiction!

Today is Sunday where I live, so I apologize, but with Speech season starting I'll need to update on Sundays. It's difficult to update Saturday because of Speech Meets. Dang. Once Speech is over, I'll go back to updating on Saturdays. Promise!

Anyway, I wrote most of this in silence. (which is surprising because I don't work very well in silence) But the one song I did listen to while writing was Brokenhearted by Karmin.

Папа (pronounced: Papa) = Dad in Russian

Māmā (妈妈) = Mom in Chinese (Thank you so much, Kawaii Waffle-chan DESU!)

Mèimei (妹妹) = Sister in Chinese

Bror = Brother in Danish

Søster =Sister in Danish

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~Master Boss~