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Sweden made his way through the forest at times breaking a path with his sword get through, the song getting closer and louder the voice was smooth and clear the unknown words ringing in the quit forest. The very forest stayed silent seemingly like the beings of the woods do not want to disturb the song, Sweden like wise went quietly being careful to not break any twigs that would alert the singer to his presence.
"Kalliolle, kukkulalle
rakennan minä majani,
kalliolle, kukkulalle
rakennan minä majani.
Tule, tule, tyttö nuori,
jakamaan se mun kanssani!
Tule, tule, tyttö nuori,
jakamaan se mun kanssani!"
Stopping short almost into a clearing Sweden looked around the field eye's adjusting to the light. The field was clear but for a boy standing in the middle, slowly dancing around in a circle pattern.
"Jos et sinä mulle tule,
lähden täältä kauas pois,
jos et sinä mulle tule,
lähden täältä kauas pois
muille maille vierahille,
jost' en koskaan palaa pois,
muille maille vierahille,
jost' en koskaan palaa pois."
The boy looked to be around the Swedes age but smaller, his clothing a simple brown tunic with a darker brown belt, Black pants slightly baggy around the calf's swishing back and forth as he danced. A furred cloak lied off to the side, the boy's hair was short and blond hair like the Swedes but a different style.
"Kyllähän sen varmaan tiedän,
etten minä sua saa,
kyllähän sen varmaan tiedän,
etten minä sua saa.
Tyydyn onneeni, olen yksin,
aina muistan sinua,
tyydyn onneeni, olen yksin,
aina muistan sinua."
Sweden could also feel a power coming from the boy, one that is similar from when he was with the other counties. But unlike his fellow Nordic's this one was different he was different from the other countries he met before as well. (Not that he got a change to really get to know them since he only met countries outside of the nordic to attack them.)
"Eipä tässä asiassa
auta arvo, rikkaus,
eipä tässä asiassa
auta arvo, rikkaus.
Siinä koettaa voimiansa
kahden nuoren rakkaus,
siinä koettaa voimiansa
kahden nuoren rakkaus."
The boy's dancing continued to circle in the grass speeding up when the song did and slowing when it slowed. Sweden also noticed some Reindeer lying in the field unafraid by the boy.
"Jos oon mieltäsi pahottanna
jollakulla tavalla,
jos oon mieltäsi pahottanna
jollakulla tavalla,
pyydän anteeksi tällä kertaa.
Tapojain en paranna!
Pyydän anteeksi tällä kertaa.
Tapojain en paranna!"
The boy stopped the last note disappearing in the wind, Sweden shifted slightly from standing in one place to long and let a breath he didn't know he was holding till then out. The boys stiffened as if he sensed the movement or the sound, the Reindeer turned their heads' towards the Swed. The boy turned and stared at Sweden, he was frozen for a few seconds then he grabbed his jacket form where it lied and went to run into the cover of the forest the deer following.
"Vänta." (Wait)
Sweden ran after the boy quickly crossing the field, but was forced to slow down once he was back in the tree's. Seeing the boy ahead of him Sweden quickly followed trying not to loss sight of the boy. Minutes later Sweden was still the same distance from the boy almost losing him a few times but a flash of brown would catch his attention putting him on the right track. Suddenly he lost sight of the boy, slowing down Sweden looked for movement but from where he last saw of the boy there was a break in the forest showing light. Running towards it Sweden entered another clearing this one having a small waterfall and brook in the middle, the tree's shadows shading the place. A sweet scent filled the air, bird song was echoing in the small clearing. Sweden looked around him trying to find the boy but his search was wasted there was no sign of the boy. Falling to the ground the Swed leaned against a tree his breaths quick and gasping from his run.
"Miksi olet täällä?" (Why are you here?)
Sweden jerked his head up looking around him trying to find where the voice came from. Not knowing the language that was spoken and wanting to see if his guessing was correct Sweden answered in the language of the nations.
"Where are you?"
A shuffling sound pulled the Swedes attention towards the water fall, and seemingly like magic the boy was standing by the water. The boy looked nervous but also curious, shifting one more time.
"Why are you here?" The boy said.
Hello this is Black Kaitou, The song that was in this is called Kalliolle Kukkulalle it's about a boy who builds a house for a girl and if she doesn't live with him he will leave I believe. Also the Language of Nations is something I have seen people use to explain how countries that just meet each other can communicate and in Hetalia there seem's to be this language as well.
Review from Guest.
Thank you for taking the time for writing that review, I already knew what you wrote and I properly should try harder to incorporate that properly in this fic but I am just running with what I got right now. Thank you though
Also to all my other reviewers thank you.
And thank you to AnimeFANforeverMore for helping me and hope you continue to help me.