Just when he was about to open the door, he noticed that it was open already. did he have a guest?

"Who's there?"

There she was sitting on the dinner table playing with her knife. The opened door blinded her a bit. "Welcome home"

He recognized that voice. "What do you need Natalia?"

She stabbed the table a couple of times. "I'm bored"

"so?" He squinted a bit and saw feet lying on the table where Natalia was sitting. The lights were off, so it was hard to be certain

"brat won't play with me", she said coldly.

He took off his coat and hung it behind the front door. "what do you want me to do about it?"

He heard a familiar whimper in the background. "Is that Den?"

She snickered, "oh, you recognize his girly whimper?"

He shook his head, "there's only one like it in the world"

"It's funny, I found him locked on your basement. Wasn't he supposed to be in the meeting with you?", she said malevolently.

He raised his brow. "if he was there, it wouldn't be a meeting, it would be insulting"

"You're such an evil brother", he snorted while stabbing Denmark's groin. She enjoyed the loud scream that came after.

Denmark's scream was music to his ears. He liked the thought of his idiot brother sadistically punished. He couldn't care less who did it.

"I'll take that as a compliment"

She continued stabbing Denmark, slicing through his paper-pale skin. "Don't be so cocky", she snorted.

He floated towards the side table in front of the dining table, and sat there. "You can harm him all you want. The idiots immortal anyway"

She laughed. "That's true. But the pain he'd feel would be so exquisite. Don't you agree?"

"thank you for giving me the definition of torture", he said calmly. He snapped his fingers and the lights of the dining area lit up.

Denmark was drenched in blood with a table napkin wrapped around his mouth.

Natalia had a wide smile in her face which looked all too painful to keep

Lukas face was flat, expressionless and cold. Not a sparkle or tear in his eye.

After a few more slices and gushes of blood Lukas opened his mouth once more, "Let me repeat myself. What did you come to me, just because you're bored?"

Natalia's eye twitched at the question. She stood up from her chair, and ran her blade directly through Denmark's chest. leaving him unconscious.

He was not surprised to see all the blood spill out and Denmark falling limp on the table unconscious.

"such a sissy", he murmured.

The fountain of blood caught Natalia by surprise. It covered her whole body. A few moments later, she laughed maniacally.

With blood drenched cheeks, she sat down on the chair facing Lukas, "I'm bored. brat doesn't want to play with me"

He sighed in frustration. "Yet again, I have to ask. What do you want me to do with it"

She paused for a brief moment and blurted, "I want to have fun"

He pinched his nose and breathed deeply. "Again, if you want to have fun, you could have just visited the other Nations"

He stood up and vanished. He reappeared in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine. "You didn't have to come over to my house"

Lukas was being insensitive. She hated it. As if her brother's coldness towards her wasn't enough of a punishment. She took her dagger and threw it swiftly towards Lukas

"You jerk!"

He looked at her with the same disapproving look he always had. When she threw the dagger towards him, it came to a halt, and floated 1 meter in front of him before it fell to the floor.

"thanks Odin", he whispered.

"So you came to my house because I'm a jerk?". He waited for a reply while taking a sip of wine.

It's that abominable troll/spirit guardian/god of his. She cursed at her unfortunate luck. "Of course not, you idiot!"

"So what is it then?"

He waltzed into the dining area. He snapped his fingers once more, and the blood disappeared, leaving the whole dining area white and spotless.

She looked at him disgusted, she slipped her hand behind her back and reached for her knife hidden in the bow of her dress.

"Are you looking for this?", he asked. In his right hand there were 3 daggers of variable sizes with Russian inscriptions on them.

"H-how'd you even get those?", she blurted.

He chuckled softly. "You forget whom you're dealing with, young one'

She glared at the over-confident nation and took one of the chairs in front of her and tossed it towards him.

"Nu-uh!", he warned. There he was squatting on the table less than a meter from Natalia... he had one hand raised, catching the flying chair, and the other pointing at Natalia's nose.

"Such a naughty girl"

How could he...? She knew the answer to this, and yet it frustrated her to no end. She jumped towards Norway and hit him on the head with her own head, out of desperation.

"I hate you!", she said with her forehead bleeding.

Lukas had an extraordinary ability to heal rapidly. So before he could even check for blood, the wound in his forehead had already disappeared. He watched Belarus clench her fist in anger.

"so what?"

She didn't know how to answer this. And right now, she didn't care. She was just so sad that her brother couldn't be bothered to spend time with her.

She fell on the floor sad and distraught, and yet, no tears fell from her eyes. It was part of her condition.

Lukas vanished once more, and reappeared in front of Natalia with a small white handkerchief. He pressed it hard on Natalia's wounds and wiped the blood away. His face was still cold and stiff

but his tone became warmer. "tell me, why are you here?"

"You wouldn't understand", she turned her head to one side.

"Try me"

"My brat. He's with Alfred right now. A little while back, I heard him taking Arthur as captive wanting to marry him. Before that, it was Francois. Up to now, he still talks about Yao and Toris"

"It's so frustrating. He seems to want everybody else. When I love him so"

Lukas knelt in front of Natalia. He held her face. It startled him, because it was cold as ice. Perhaps this was because of her condition. "I know how you feel"

"W-what do you mean?", she said. She took out Norway's warm hands from her cheek. "No one can touch me, only brat"

He gave a short smile. "I know how you feel". He clutched her cheeks and pulled her head towards his. He then swiftly pressed his lips on hers.

"How would you....", She sat still as her kiss was stolen from her. She was astonished at Lukas' bravery and insolence. How could he do this to her, she wondered.

His body moved against his will. He wanted to pull away, and yet he didn't budge, kept still and closed his eyes. He kept close, and pushed her towards him even more from behind. Her lips were cold, but soft.

She closed her eyes as well. His lips were warm and gentle. His hold was firm and pleasing. She can't seem to control her body.

Just when he was about to push Natalia towards the floor, he felt a sudden push. He stopped what he was doing and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This is wrong"

"We are two grown nations. This isn't wrong. Not in our age"

She shook her head.

He pulled her in for one more kiss

She wanted to say no, but her body, she can't seem to control it. She wanted tell him that she can't do this. She can only love her brat.

She wanted to say no, but her body did otherwise. The words won't come out

So she bit Norway's lips instead, and pulled away from him. "I love my brat"

He was too preoccupied to heal his wound, so blood trickled from his lips and fell on Natalia's skirt. "I love Iceland too", he said.

She fumed with anger, "Then why did you do this"

"Like I said, I know how you feel"

She stood up and shook her head. "You keep on saying that, but those are just riddles for me"

Lukas stood up. But he remained silent.

"Tell me!", she raised her hand and directed it towards his cheek.

Surprisingly, it didn't miss. It left his cheek red.

He was still silent. So Natalia took her coat and headed to the door.

He stopped her from leaving just before she reached for the door handle.

He drew his head close to her ears and whispered, "I understand your sorrows, I understand your unrequited love. I feel your pain. I know how you feel"

She stood there still listening to his words.

"..and because of this. I love you. I love you because we are the same. Let's have these emotions together"

She looked at him. There was a moment of silence between the two of them.

He waited for her reply. But there was none.

She reached for the handle of the door, and ran towards her car.

She ordered the driver to go as fast as he can, as far away as possible.

He stood there, watching Natalia slowly disappear. He closed his door and wiped the blood from his lips.

He stood there still for a few hours. Later on, he took his phone and emailed, "Ice, meet me for dinner. I'm serving Denmark"

Natalia sat in the car and tore the part of her skirt with Norway's blood and hid it in her pocket.

She emailed her brother. "Brat, marry me today!"

If only she could cry, she would. "Marry me now brat. I'm so confused", she thought.

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{{ I LOVE IT~! it's so amazing it seems like a novel }} it's very good!

[ you both deserve punishment! Norway: You love Iceland? you traitor!, Belarus you love Brat!? smirk ] just kidding~! it's good!

((ooc: so much bruitality and scariness but then, I guess the two of them jive since they're both inlove with their brothers, and IC Iceland and russia don't love them back. I loved reading this))

...(( i also love reading this )) -- (( i think Ice loves Norway ))

((Yui? here maybe. but canon, Iceland rejects norway's love))

(( lol )) ((it's because maybe Iceland is embarrased and he doesn't know that he had hurt Norway's feelings.... poor.. norway ))

((yeah. Iceland is like Russia. They don't want to be romantically involve with their siblings. But Norway is just not as insane as bela))

( true true~! ) -- germany this is YUI~!

(( ahahahah~! if that is like that Russia x Iceland and Norway x Belarus XD)) ahhaaahahah!!

(( but if Norway and Belarus will be romantically inlove w/ each other... -___- It'd be end of the world....

((not really. Cause nations get along, then break up, nothing is permanent. I'd like to see how this goes. Maybe your Iceland can get jealous, and finally admit his feelings?))

(( hahah lol~! challenging me~? ))

... (( well that depends... Germany you're an interesting guy ))

(( it would be interesting if Iceland would admit his feelings and Norway would dump Iceland

(( it would be interesting if Icelandwould admit his feelings and Norway would dump Iceland, hoho.. interesting.. i would love to know how Iceland would react...)) {i'm such a mood-spoiler}

[[ that would hurt ice badly... he loves Norway... well if that really happens... what would happen to ice ]]

.... (( kill himself ))

{{XD}}

(( both you and Belarus did a good job )) I read it almost 5 times

{{not my work. Someone playfully used my account}}

(( ooh~! really )) he did a good job and Miss. Belarus too

{{not a he. It's my she}}

... ooh~! how cute!

{{arigatou}}

Creamroll: could be...

OokamiWolf: then go ahead hahaha!

(( wow~! this is so great! ))

(( that's a bit harsh Miss. Maria ))

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ooc: norway will never dump ice. In fact it's the other way around. It's norway who gets rejected a lot.

haha! yes.... I guess it's because Ice is embarrased.... but why is thou Ice not love his beautiful brother (( i support belaXNorway )) xD (fangirling))

ooc: My ice loves Norway xD

I think that's obvious orz

xD

thank you!