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A Confused Sacrificial Love	By : GrandDutchyLiet Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1582 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: We do not own Hetalia nor do we make money from this fic. WARNING: contains GENDERBENT FINLAND~! Lemon in later chapter, human names used, Viking Alternative Universe, M/F, M/M relations

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"You al'ne?" the stranger who had rescued her dog asked as Hanatamago fidgeted happily in her arms.

Tiina smiled as the dog's tongue lapped at her face.

"Mn, mnn!" she replied with a nod, "I was so lost without my Hanatamago. Thank you for rescuing her… um"

"B'rwald," the stranger responded.

"Did you lose your pet in the forest too, Berwald?" Tiina asked.

"No. We're h'nting." he replied, his ominous eyes looking back towards hers.

Tiina averted her gaze and focused on Hanatamago, "Oh, so you live nearby?" she asked with a tremble in her voice.

Berwald paused before replying with an affirming grunt.

"I haven't really lived in the village for a few years since my family left. I do visit my friends there often," she rambled nervously, "but I really haven't met any of the new comers yet. It is a nice village though. Do you know Eduard?"

"Ed'ard?" he repeated, his voice sounding uncertain.

"He's a tradesman, who lives with the Braginski family." she explained.

Berwald shook his head 'no'. Tiina looked surprised "I guess you must be really new then."

"Not from a v'llage 'round here." he admitted sheepishly.

"Oh?"

Berwald's response puzzled her. Hadn't the other man said he was from her old village? She had been too distraught before to notice but now that Hanatamago was safely in her arms, she was starting to pay closer attention to the stranger standing before her. Yes, he was scary and his presence had frightened her, but there was something more to his physical appearance that she failed to notice earlier.

Her eyes fell to his side where she took note of the ornate sword he wore tied at his waist. She'd seen something like it before. Yes, it was definitely not a Finnish sword. It reminded her more of the weapons a foreign raiding party had used when they attacked her village a few years ago.

This stranger was carrying a Viking sword and his manner of dress was also Viking in origin.

"I…should be going home," Tiina stated, cuddling Hanatamago more snuggly against her bosom.

The stranger nodded in agreement, "The sky's t'rning dark. Prob'ly should go home. Yo'r fam'ly must be worr'ed."

"Thank you," she squeaked out, getting ready to bolt as far away from there as her legs would carry her.

"What's your hurry?" By now the first stranger she had encountered had rejoined them. He was wearing a smirk and seemed strangely content with himself as though he had reached some sort of important decision. She shifted her body right to maneuver past him but he blocked her.

"I thought you said you were alone and lost?" Mathias questioned, his blue eyes bearing down on her, "How're you going to get home without someone to help you?"

"I'll be alright. I think I know the way now."

Berwald looked at his companion strangely. Though he was concerned with the woman's well-being, it probably wouldn't be in their best interest to accompany her home.

"The v'llage is in that d'rection." He explained, pointing it out for her. "Leave n'w and you'll make it bef're d'rk."

Tiina started slowly moving in the direction he had indicated.

"Hey Berwald. What do you think of her?" Mathias asked curiously, "She told me she was unmarried earlier. Do you think she's still a virgin?"

Tiina's walk broke out into a full run. Hanatamago arfed loudly as her running jarred the small dog back and forth in her arms.

Berwald turned to his Viking brother, a surprised look crossing his face as the Danish man took off from his place at his side.

Tiina panicked as she heard the crunchy sound of footsteps chasing after her as she hurried across the snow. Her shoes skidded over the slippery surface causing her to nearly lose her balance.

Like the rabbit she encountered earlier, her speed was nothing compared to the predatory man who pursued her. She screamed in a terrified panic as he seized her by the waist and pulled her lithe body to face him. Hanatamago yipped as she was cast from the safety of her owner's arms.

Tiina struggled against Mathias' grip and cried out as the man struck her in the face with his fist. He hit her again when she resisted until she fainted and her body crumpled backwards.

"Don't look at me like that," Mathias called out towards Berwald, "I gave her a five second head start cuz she said she was lost. Obviously the Gods wanted me to catch her, or else she would have gotten out of here."

"This really is destiny," he continued in a cheery voice.

Berwald approached him swiftly, his face dark and his expression unreadable. Just as Mathias started to say something, Berwald threw a strong punch at him and struck him squarely on the lip.

"Fuck," the Dane swore through his teeth as he spit blood on the woman's white cloak.

Berwald didn't hesitate to hit him again. By now, Hanatamago was prancing around their feet, dancing happily while the scene erupted into chaos.

Mathias left the woman's body slide to the ground. Now that both of his hands were free from distractions, he could focus on returning Berwald's blows.

The Swedish man was strong but the Danish one was stronger. Mathias enjoyed exerting that superiority over any challenger he faced, especially Berwald. He had survived because of his brute strength and because he was a born leader. When his other Viking comrades deserted them, he assumed leadership of their three man group and stayed strong despite the overwhelming odds. He smugly knew he was the reason they were all alive today.

But Berwald was smart. Hell, he even inspired more than half of Mathias' brilliant ideas but he wasn't gonna win this one. The Gods were giving Mathias an opportunity to keep what he really wanted. He needed that axe and it would be his…Forever. No need to throw away something so magnificent when something just as valuable could be sacrificed in its place.

Berwald would come around once he realized the brilliance of this plan. It made Mathias smile as he landed another punch against the Swede's stomach. Yes. It would be brilliant and successful.

Mathias blitz-attacked Berwald once he knocked him down. The blonde Swedish Viking groaned loudly as he was hopelessly getting his ass kicked in the snow. Occasionally, Berwald would connect and land a hit but Mathias took the new blows in stride. He was way too amped up to feel the pain properly, not when he was so excited with bloodlust.

He hadn't a fight like this in a long time and it felt so damn good.

Berwald seized Mathias' leg and tripped him just as he was about to kick him again. Mathias thudded hard against the ground, his blood intermingling with Berwald's on the snowy landscape below them.

Berwald rolled over and tackled him, locking his strong arms around Mathias' throat. He held the Dane in a viscous choke hold but it was short-lived because Mathias ended it abruptly when he elbowed him sharply in the chest.

Berwald groaned as the Dane struck him in the face, knocking his glasses across the snow. Mathias pinned him down. "Hey. You lost. It's over. Now cut it out and listen to me."

Mathias stood up and wiped the blood from his own cheek, "All this fighting's made me hungrier. We have to get dinner."

He held his hand out to Berwald, "Now get up and c'mon." The other man reluctantly accepted his help and got to his feet.

The unconscious Finn still lay a few feet away from where they had been fighting. Hanatamago lapped at her master's face, trying to rouse the woman as best as she could.

"I think you should carry her," Mathias told Berwald, "Since you're pretty useless right now bleeding like a loser."

Berwald wiped the blood from his face and stooped down to pick the woman up so he could carry her on his back. Hanatamago barked happily as they finally started to walk and she ran ahead to play in the snow. She fetched a stick and dropped it at Berwald's feet. He took note of it but said nothing.

His mind was more focused on the tense matter at hand. It appeared to Berwald as though Mathias found this woman somehow desirable. Berwald couldn't deny that he too found the blonde attractive. Although he did not know her well, she seemed to be friendly and was very cute. Mathias must have decided he wanted to take her for his wife or lover since he was unmarried. Why else would he raise a question about her virginity. Logically that was the only conclusion that made any sense to Berwald.

"What do you think of her?" Mathias had asked him before he chased her down. Berwald knew if he had been capable of giving an answer then he would have admitted he found her physique adorable, but it would be embarrassing to admit that type of statement so openly.

Tiina was very light and warm. He liked holding her against his body and carrying her home towards their cabin. Her breasts were soft and full against his back and he liked the hotness of her breath as it tingled down his neck. Berwald felt his cheeks light up a bit with a slight blush in response to the sensation. The woman's scent was also interesting, a mixture of sweetness from an assortment of berries. And it made his heart beat just a little faster as he took it all in.

His brother was one lucky man and silently, Berwald envied him for this.

To be continued~~~~

Author's Note #1-Even though Vikings didn't have glasses~ we're keeping Berwald with his eye wear~ :P

Author's Note #2- Thank you very much to everyone who has reviewed, faved, and alerted~~~ It really builds up our confidence and makes us want to write more~~! So please keep reviewing if you like it~~ XOXOXOXO to you all~~
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