Fairytale (DenNor) ~ DISCONTINUED

The Kalmar Union: Blinded

(A/N I'm so sorry guys for not updating this story and I'm also very very sorry for those of you who requested a ship and a song for having to wait so long. I've just been very busy so I couldn't finish them on time, but I promise I will finish them and update more so just wait a bit longer. Enjoy the feels.)

"What is it?" Lukas asked while walking upstairs to Mathias' room.

"Come inside and close the door." While he appeared calm and collected, inside, Mathias was burning with rage.

"Why did you yell so loud? You could have just come downstairs if you wanted to talk."

"Well, maybe because I needed to speak to you and not them. Now tell me, why did you accept the offer?"

"Why wouldn't I? An offer to go riding with my friends, why wouldn't I accept it?"

"Because you're mine!"

Lukas looked at Mathias, part of him not believing the fact Mathias was yelling because he never yelled, well, at least not like that. That was obviously a yell of an anger, something Mathias never does. What was wrong with him today?

"How am I your exactly? You don't own me. I'm not a toy for you to call mi-" Lukas was interupted by Mathias who slapped him.

"Shut up already!"

Lukas fell on the floor. He looked up at Mathias, but was met with ice cold eyes, something you could almost never see in Mathias' eyes. They were always filled with love and kindness. And they were as warm as the sun that would shine on days that had the same color of the sky as Mathias' eyes. But these eyes weren't like that. These eyes weren't Mathias' eyes.

But then whose eyes are they?

Lukas stood up and looked at Mathias one last time before he stormed out of the room, tears slowly starting to fall down his cheeks.

It took Mathias 10 minutes after Lukas ran to realize what he had done, but he wasn't ready to apologise yet. He didn't even feel sorry for what he had done, yet he felt a really strong emotion boiling up inside him.

He felt hate.

Hate for his best friends. Hate for Berwald and Tino. Hate for two people he grew up with and now lived with them. He only felt that at that moment.

And he decided that the two need to be punished for what they had done.

Meanwhile, Lukas ran up to Emil's room. His little brother may be Satan in disguise, but even Satan would know how to comfort someone who is sad. That's exactly why he was there. If he tried to seek comfort in Berwald or Tino he would have only made Mathias angrier, but Emil was his family meaning that he couldn't do anything to him.

Lukas cried in Emil's arm. Despite being angry at Mathias for hitting his brother, his eyes remained warm. He knew that Mathias loved Lukas and this was probably just a fight between them. But a thing that worried Emil was that, as long as he could possibly remember, his brother and Mathias never had a fight. He decided to show his worries away, he needed to focus on the fact that his brother was crying on him and he needed to comfort him.

"Since when have you become such a crybaby?" Smooth start, Emil. Keep it up.

"How am I a crybaby?" Lukas asked looking like someone just pushed him down the stairs and was hitting him and laughing at how miserable he was.

"You are crying on a baby right now."

"You don't know it Emil. You're still too young to understand the pain heartbreak brings. You..."

"I know what heartbreak feels like, but unlike you I didn't run to nearest baby to cry to. I don't remember if I even cried back then."

"How would you-" then he remembered. Emil did have someone important to him, but that person was taken away from him too soon, leaving Emil all alone.

"So, you still haven't answered my question from the beginning." Emil demanded his answer like the true boss he is.

"It's just Mathias. I can't believe he would do such a thing to me after he promised we would always be together. How am I supposed to be with him if he keeps acting like this? I'm too used to him being happy and flattering me and... and..." Lukas cried even more now.

"Then why don't you try it my way, keep a cold face outside, but fire inside."

"Why do you think it will work?"

"It works for me doesn't it." Emil gave him a smirk, which is a really bad sign if you want to ask.

Lukas looked at him, tears stopping. His brother was right he had gone soft. If he wants to prove to Mathias that he's equal to him and not some kind of property, he needs to learn how to be more treathening.

He whipped away the remaining tears from his face, his once red lips from crying now turning almost white and his eyes filled with no expression at all. He muttered to himself so that Emil couldn't hear him.

"Goodbye, crybaby Lukas."

(A/N once again I apologise for not updating nor responding to your comments. I do however still notice you all and I'm very thankful for every little person who so much accidentally clicks on this story. I maneged, thanks to help from my friend, to update this story, but until I sort things out in my life, I won't promise you that the next update is going to happen soon. Please be patient with me more, I will be back soon.

Also, I inserted my headcanon for Norway that he has a split personality disorder, I just hope you won't mind because it's going to be important later in the story.)