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A girl about 18 sits on the twisted,moss covered roots of a large oak tree deep in the forest,
she has (h/l) (h/c) hair that covers her big beautiful (e/c) eyes.
She is alone, waiting for a friend.
They met by the tree every single day when they were young.
But one day, he had not shown up..
He did not come the next day..
Or the next day..
Or the next day..
She has been coming to the same spot for 10 years and still, he has not returned.
*~~Overly Long Flash Back~~*
A young girl around the age of 8 walked barefoot through the forest, hardly making a sound. She knelt down beside a small stream to get a drink of the cool water. She stopped suddenly, hearing a twig snap behind her. Standing slowly and turning, she looked around for what made the noise. Not seeing anything, she shrugged it off and begins walking again, unaware that she is being followed..
Several minutes passed and the girl was now picking wild flowers in a small clearing, this continued for a few moments before she heard the bushes rustle behind her. This time she turned quickly
" h-hello..? "
...
no answer..
" must of been the wind.. "
...
She when't back to picking flowers. Just moments later, the bushes rustle again, this time closer to her that before. She froze and listened..
..nothing..
..nothing..
..rustling..
..footsteps..
..rustling..
..nothing..
The footsteps frightened the girl and she began to speed-walk towards town, trying not to alarm whatever was there that she was fleeing.
She was almost to the edge of town when she heard several twigs snap behind her, gasping, she turned quickly and scanned the area for any movement but saw nothing.
When she turned back to the path, however, she sees a boy just about her age. He has slightly messy golden blond hair, seemingly cold blue-green eye, and a rather stoic expression on his face. The girl stepped back, cautious of the boy as she looks him up and down.
" ..hello... "
the boy dips his head to her
" h'llo.. "
the girl hesitated, he doesn't seem dangerous, but he looks kinda scary.
" who are you..? "
" 'm Berwald,.. 'nd you? "
" ..I'm ____.. "
" pr'tty name.. "
____ blushes a bit
" th..thank you.. "
Berwald nodded before he spoke again
" what 're you doin' out h're? "
" I was just going for a walk.. What are you doing out here? "
" I l've here.. "
____ blinks softly
" really..? In the forest? Why? "
Berwald seemed almost confused for a second, not sure how to answer
" ..Cause I c'n.. "
____ nods slowly
" okay then.. "
Berwald kept his gaze on her, a faint blush on his pale cheeks.
...
...
..silence..
...
...
" ..w'nna be m' friend? "
____ looked confused
" r-really? uhm.. yeah, okay. "
Berwald moved forward and pulled ____ into a warm hug. He was several inches taller than her. ____ blushed lots and slowly hugs back. The hug continued for several moments before Berwald (reluctantly) lets ____ go. She looked up at him and smiles, the smallest smile made its way onto Berwald's lips.
" I have to go now.. But can we meet here again tomorrow? "
Berwald nodded.
" Ja. ."
____ hugged him again before going to leave, looking back at him as she waves.
...
....
The friendship between the two grew every day when they met at the old oak tree, exploring the forest and catching bugs like normal little children. The even carved their names into the tree. But one day, when ____ got to the tree, Berwald wasn't there. He was always there before her, and he was never late. This worried ____ greatly, but she ignored the feeling and waited all day for him, telling herself that he would come. But when night fell and she had to leave, the worry came back.
The next day she hurried to the tree, knowing he would be there. But, like the day before, there was no sign of him anywhere..
It was the same the next day as well..
And the day after that..
And the week after that..
And the month after that..
And the year after that..
____ did not know what had happened to her dear friend, but she wasn't going to give up on seeing him again.
*~~Overly Long Flash Back End~~*
____ walks into her favorite coffee shop where she orders a hot chocolate before making her way out to the forest as she does every day. Once in the forest, she relaxes a bit and begins to hum quietly as she walks. Once she reaches the old oak tree, she stops dead in her tracks. There was someone there! A tall, blonde man with glasses stood on the roots of the tree, his large hand on the spot where ____ and Berwald had carved their names. ____ was slightly angered that this man was there, she walks forward.
" Excuse me.. "
the man blinks and looks over at her, his blue-green framed by the glasses.
" Mh? "
" If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing here? "
" ..W'iting.. "
____ tilts her head, the accent sounds very familiar to her.
" Waiting? Why? "
" S' I can ap'logize "
" Apologize to who? "
Theres a long silence, the man stares into ____'s eyes
...
....
....
" Y'u, ____... "
____ freezes..
" how do you know my name? "
The man walks to her slowly and hugs her close
" D' you n't r'member me? "
____ goes silent now.
'Could this man really be Berwald? He looks and talks like him.. Maybe it is him..'
" ..Berwald..? "
The man nods
" Ja.. 't's me.."
____ tears up and hugs him tightly, she has missed him so much and was starting to think she'd never see him again, Berwald rests his chin on top of her head gently as ____ begins to cry against his strong chest. He strokes her hair slowly, nod minding the tears.
____ slowly stops crying after a while and wipes her eyes
" Wh-where were you..? What happened? "
Berwald shuts his eyes for a moment before speaking
" I...'m not s're you w'll believe m'... "
" I've been waiting 10 years to see you again and you just randomly showed up.. I think I'll understand.."
Berwald nods slowly
" 'm a c'untry... "
" A.. Country? Wha..? "
" 'm the p'rsonif'cation 'f Sweden.. "
____ looks rather confused but nods slowly, taking it all in.
" Y'u don't h've t' believe m' "
____ quickly shakes her head
" No, no, I do, really. It's just,.. Not something you hear every day.. "
Berwald nods
" 'm s'rry I never c'me back.. I didn't exp'ct you t' keep waiting f'r m'.. "
____ sighs softly
" You were my only friend, of corse I was going to wait for you.. "
" 're you mad 't m'? "
____ shakes her head
" No.. Being a country must be very time-consuming, so I understand.. "
Berwald smiles very faintly and hugs her tighter. ____ hugs back and nuzzles him gently. She had missed him so much that now that he's here,.. she's realizing that she has very strong feelings for the tall Swedish man.
" ____..? "
" Yes, Berwald..? "
.....
" Jag älskar dig "
she has (h/l) (h/c) hair that covers her big beautiful (e/c) eyes.
She is alone, waiting for a friend.
They met by the tree every single day when they were young.
But one day, he had not shown up..
He did not come the next day..
Or the next day..
Or the next day..
She has been coming to the same spot for 10 years and still, he has not returned.
*~~Overly Long Flash Back~~*
A young girl around the age of 8 walked barefoot through the forest, hardly making a sound. She knelt down beside a small stream to get a drink of the cool water. She stopped suddenly, hearing a twig snap behind her. Standing slowly and turning, she looked around for what made the noise. Not seeing anything, she shrugged it off and begins walking again, unaware that she is being followed..
Several minutes passed and the girl was now picking wild flowers in a small clearing, this continued for a few moments before she heard the bushes rustle behind her. This time she turned quickly
" h-hello..? "
...
no answer..
" must of been the wind.. "
...
She when't back to picking flowers. Just moments later, the bushes rustle again, this time closer to her that before. She froze and listened..
..nothing..
..nothing..
..rustling..
..footsteps..
..rustling..
..nothing..
The footsteps frightened the girl and she began to speed-walk towards town, trying not to alarm whatever was there that she was fleeing.
She was almost to the edge of town when she heard several twigs snap behind her, gasping, she turned quickly and scanned the area for any movement but saw nothing.
When she turned back to the path, however, she sees a boy just about her age. He has slightly messy golden blond hair, seemingly cold blue-green eye, and a rather stoic expression on his face. The girl stepped back, cautious of the boy as she looks him up and down.
" ..hello... "
the boy dips his head to her
" h'llo.. "
the girl hesitated, he doesn't seem dangerous, but he looks kinda scary.
" who are you..? "
" 'm Berwald,.. 'nd you? "
" ..I'm ____.. "
" pr'tty name.. "
____ blushes a bit
" th..thank you.. "
Berwald nodded before he spoke again
" what 're you doin' out h're? "
" I was just going for a walk.. What are you doing out here? "
" I l've here.. "
____ blinks softly
" really..? In the forest? Why? "
Berwald seemed almost confused for a second, not sure how to answer
" ..Cause I c'n.. "
____ nods slowly
" okay then.. "
Berwald kept his gaze on her, a faint blush on his pale cheeks.
...
...
..silence..
...
...
" ..w'nna be m' friend? "
____ looked confused
" r-really? uhm.. yeah, okay. "
Berwald moved forward and pulled ____ into a warm hug. He was several inches taller than her. ____ blushed lots and slowly hugs back. The hug continued for several moments before Berwald (reluctantly) lets ____ go. She looked up at him and smiles, the smallest smile made its way onto Berwald's lips.
" I have to go now.. But can we meet here again tomorrow? "
Berwald nodded.
" Ja. ."
____ hugged him again before going to leave, looking back at him as she waves.
...
....
The friendship between the two grew every day when they met at the old oak tree, exploring the forest and catching bugs like normal little children. The even carved their names into the tree. But one day, when ____ got to the tree, Berwald wasn't there. He was always there before her, and he was never late. This worried ____ greatly, but she ignored the feeling and waited all day for him, telling herself that he would come. But when night fell and she had to leave, the worry came back.
The next day she hurried to the tree, knowing he would be there. But, like the day before, there was no sign of him anywhere..
It was the same the next day as well..
And the day after that..
And the week after that..
And the month after that..
And the year after that..
____ did not know what had happened to her dear friend, but she wasn't going to give up on seeing him again.
*~~Overly Long Flash Back End~~*
____ walks into her favorite coffee shop where she orders a hot chocolate before making her way out to the forest as she does every day. Once in the forest, she relaxes a bit and begins to hum quietly as she walks. Once she reaches the old oak tree, she stops dead in her tracks. There was someone there! A tall, blonde man with glasses stood on the roots of the tree, his large hand on the spot where ____ and Berwald had carved their names. ____ was slightly angered that this man was there, she walks forward.
" Excuse me.. "
the man blinks and looks over at her, his blue-green framed by the glasses.
" Mh? "
" If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing here? "
" ..W'iting.. "
____ tilts her head, the accent sounds very familiar to her.
" Waiting? Why? "
" S' I can ap'logize "
" Apologize to who? "
Theres a long silence, the man stares into ____'s eyes
...
....
....
" Y'u, ____... "
____ freezes..
" how do you know my name? "
The man walks to her slowly and hugs her close
" D' you n't r'member me? "
____ goes silent now.
'Could this man really be Berwald? He looks and talks like him.. Maybe it is him..'
" ..Berwald..? "
The man nods
" Ja.. 't's me.."
____ tears up and hugs him tightly, she has missed him so much and was starting to think she'd never see him again, Berwald rests his chin on top of her head gently as ____ begins to cry against his strong chest. He strokes her hair slowly, nod minding the tears.
____ slowly stops crying after a while and wipes her eyes
" Wh-where were you..? What happened? "
Berwald shuts his eyes for a moment before speaking
" I...'m not s're you w'll believe m'... "
" I've been waiting 10 years to see you again and you just randomly showed up.. I think I'll understand.."
Berwald nods slowly
" 'm a c'untry... "
" A.. Country? Wha..? "
" 'm the p'rsonif'cation 'f Sweden.. "
____ looks rather confused but nods slowly, taking it all in.
" Y'u don't h've t' believe m' "
____ quickly shakes her head
" No, no, I do, really. It's just,.. Not something you hear every day.. "
Berwald nods
" 'm s'rry I never c'me back.. I didn't exp'ct you t' keep waiting f'r m'.. "
____ sighs softly
" You were my only friend, of corse I was going to wait for you.. "
" 're you mad 't m'? "
____ shakes her head
" No.. Being a country must be very time-consuming, so I understand.. "
Berwald smiles very faintly and hugs her tighter. ____ hugs back and nuzzles him gently. She had missed him so much that now that he's here,.. she's realizing that she has very strong feelings for the tall Swedish man.
" ____..? "
" Yes, Berwald..? "
.....
" Jag älskar dig "
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Berwald was originally going to be a vampire, but I have no idea what happened to that idea while I was writing this lol
at first I was really proud of this,.. but then I sort of lost my inspiration towards the end, can you tell? lol anyway.. This is the first fanfic that I haven't planned out and written down on paper first before posting it on here..
I own nothing!
Hetalia (c)
You (c)
Berwald was originally going to be a vampire, but I have no idea what happened to that idea while I was writing this lol
at first I was really proud of this,.. but then I sort of lost my inspiration towards the end, can you tell? lol anyway.. This is the first fanfic that I haven't planned out and written down on paper first before posting it on here..
I own nothing!
Hetalia (c)
You (c)
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I love you too...but ti wouldn't work since i'll die of old age or something and you'll continue to live forever until your nation falls.
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or yo ucould get Norway to do some magical shit-
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or yo ucould get Norway to do some magical shit-