Young and Reckless (Hetalia Fanfic)

Ch.28

"Norge!" 

England looked around the faintly lit room, looking for the source of the noise. He could hear faint screams, but alas, he couldn't identify them. That is until he heard 'Norge'.

"Norway?" England called out into the dark. He got no reply, so began walking toward the direction of the first noise.

As he blindly walked, he called out again, "Norway!" 

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Denmark rushed over to help Norway up onto his feet. while America starred at England's un moving body. He could replay it all though his head, just seeing Norway thrown back by nothing was scary. It was like a ghost pushed his away from England.

"Norway?" Americas head snapped up when he heard a slight mutter come from England. He was still out cold, but his lips moved as he muttered 'Norway'.

"H-Hes...." America couldn't finish his sentence, afraid it was to good to be true.

"He's talking?" Norway asked, after catching his breath. He, along with Denmark, France and Prussia, joined America at England's bed side.

"IS he going to wake up?" France asked hesitantly.

"I don't know..." Norway mumbled. "But, he is still in there.....there is just something evil blocking him from reaching us.."

"What do jou mean by that?" Prussia asked.

"Well, i mean, there is a dark and powerful magic inside him, that not even i could handle. If you hadn't called my name, i wouldn't be awake either..."

"Wait, so it....you saw it?" Norway nodded at America, rubbing his arm that was slowly getting its feeling back.

"Only magic users can see magic, you all cant. It was trying to take over my own magic like it did to England's, but thankfully you all snapped me back to reality." Denmark squeezed Norway's shoulder lightly, smiling down at him.

"Well, in our defense, you looked possessed."

"I figured...." They laughed lightly at how easily Norway gave in into Denmark's statement.

"Nor-" England mumbled again, this time his head slightly turning toward Norway.

Everyone stood in shock, just watching his yet again, unconscious body.

"Did he just-" Denmark started.

"Yes.....Hes waking himself up..." Norway felt a blossom of hope in his chest. With this evil magic, No one could wake him up, but if he were to over power the evil magic...he could wake himself up. But the thing is, if the evil got to much to handle again, he would fall back into the deep depths of his mind once again.

"Iggy..." America whispered, placing his hand on England's hand.

Just as their hands touched, England's eyes snapped open, making everyone in the room jump ack in surprise.

"England your awake!" Prussia cried out, relieved he didn't kill him.

"We are so sorry, please forgive us!" France begged as his eyes watered. He didn't want England to hate him, this wasn't part of the plan.

"Forgive you for what?" England asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "What happened anyway?"

America slowly blinked, glancing at Norway then back to England.

"Jou don't remember?" 

"Bloody hell no! If i did, i wouldn't be asking." England growled. "And why am i so sore?"

"Oh, well..." France gave America a pleading look, mentally asking not to tell. America just sighed, smiling at England.

"We went to the bar remember?" England nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Well, you uh, got really drunk..."

"Do i want to know the rest?" England mumbled, already seeing this story going down hill. 

"UH, lets just say...you and someone, had a little disagreement...and you got knocked out.."

"That does sound familiar..." England agreed, but something was telling him America wasn't telling him something.

"Who did i get in a fight with?" America glanced over to Prussia and France, both giving him a pleading look.

"Uh...I don't know dude..."America nervously laughed. He hated lying to England, especially when he almost died from it. "You know drunk people...cant tell who's who.."

"I suppose.."

"Oh England, you must be thirsty!" Norway quickly stated, handing hi the glass of water from the stand.

"Yes, thank you." England turned his head to take the glass from Norway, exposing the side of his neck. America gasped, startling everyone. "What?"

"Oh uh....i-its nothing...i just..saw a....spider?" America lightly chuckled again. England just rolled his eyes and began to drink the water. But America could take his eyes off the side of his neck. It has a trail of love bites.

America sent a glare to the two who caused them, only to receive confused looks back. He nodded his head toward England quietly and point to his own neck, signalling to look there. The two did, eyes widening when they say what they left.

"what are you two looking at?" England asked them. They quickly looked away, avoiding his gaze and quickly muttering 'nothing' and 'i don't know.' "I have a hard time believing you..."

No one replied, only causing England's suspicion to rise.

"What really happened?"