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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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"We're back," Mathias announced as he trampled snow into the cabin. Lukas looked up from the hearth where he had been poking a stick into the embers.

"What happened to you?" he asked, catching sight of the bruises that dotted the Dane's face and his swollen lip.

"A bear named Berwald," Mathias said sarcastically as he threw the deer he had caught onto the floor.

Lukas stood up. "You didn't kill him, did you? We need him for building the boa-" The Norwegian stopped mid-sentence and gasped when he saw Berwald enter, covered in his own blood and carrying someone on his back. A white dog followed closely behind him carrying a stick in its mouth.

"What is that?" Lukas frowned, staring at the dog, "What were you thinking? Bringing home another mouth to feed?"

He stalked closer, trying to get the best look at what Berwald had brought through the door. "A woman," Lukas said, before turning sharply towards Mathias, "You shouldn't have taken her from the village. People are going to come out here looking for her."

"You have to return her from wherever you found her," the Norwegian insisted.

Mathias just laughed and sat down on the floor beside the hearth. Oh, he'd return her alright. Back to the Gods.

"Don't worry about it. She lives alone on the outskirts of the village somewhere." Mathias said reassuringly.

"And you're okay with this?" Lukas asked, directing his attention towards Berwald as he laid their 'guest' gently on his bedding.

"What the hell are you asking him for," Mathias demanded, pounding his own fist against his chest, "This was my decision. I'm still the leader so what I say goes. We kidnapped her for a greater good."

It was at that moment that Mathias' attention turned to the fire. "Help Berwald skin that. We're gonna celebrate tonight."

Lukas nodded and went to fetch the knives. Berwald remained at the Finnish woman's side, sitting beside her on the bed. He removed her cloak and folded it gently.

"What are you doing?" Mathias asked loudly in the Swedish man's direction, "I told you to get up and cook."

"The real question is what are you doing?" Lukas asked from behind him, "Why are we celebrating? Are you giving up and settling down here with this woman?"

Mathias laughed. "Why? Do you really think she's my type?"

Lukas looked over at Berwald and then back at Mathias. "I guess so."

Well that was perfect. If Lukas thought this woman was good enough for him -a self-proclaimed Danish incarnation of God-than she was good enough to be an offering to the real ones.

Berwald stood up and collected the deer's body from the floor, his lips forming a frown. Lukas didn't seem happy at the Dane's words either. Not only did it mean he'd never be leaving this land it also hurt his feelings because he secretly had a crush on Mathias and this new relationship with a woman would definitely come between them.

Both men worked quietly dismembering the deer's body while Mathias whistled happily. He didn't even pay attention to Hanatamago as she scampered about the room, exploring everything. No, his attention was on his axe as he polished it vainly. It really was the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid eyes on and now he was going to get to keep it.

Everything was starting to finally go his way. Catching the deer in the woods without having much trouble finding it was certainly another sign of good fortune from the Gods. He was on the right path. Bringing this woman here was definitely one of things he needed to do to appease the heavens.

Eating the deer would be good too especially when Berwald was the one in charge of cooking it. Preparing the meal usually was a shared responsibility but since it was a special occasion, he ordered Berwald to do it. For one, he was the best cook of the three. His temperament made him patient and he was naturally inclined towards domestic tasks. Secondly, he never burnt the food like Mathias or undercooked it like Lukas. Finally, he was able to multi-task and tonight was no exception.

While Berwald waited for the deer to roast over the fire spit, he made it a priority to tend to the woman.

Lukas watched as Berwald placed another handful of snow on the left side of her face. "Does she got a name?" Lukas asked.

"Tiina," Mathias said from across the room, "And that ball of fur over there is Hanatamago."

At the sound of her name, the dog jumped off the chair and ran over to Mathias. Eagerly, she panted and hopped up and down, arfing until the Dane finally gave in and began to pet her.

Berwald brushed his hand against Tiina's temple. The ice had brought down some of the swelling but the spot was probably going to still be tender. Tiina moaned under his touch and Berwald's first response was to recoil from her skin. He felt embarrassed that he was caressing her injury.

She moaned again, this time more softly and her body shifted against his thigh. A bit of snow trickled down her throat and into the valley of her breasts.

Berwald blushed, averting his gaze towards Lukas. The Norwegian glowered in the corner, his eyes almost as fiery as the flame he watched. Berwald could tell something was bothering the younger man and he assumed part of the reason was that he still was extremely homesick.

Lukas turned as though he sensed Berwald's eyes upon him. He clenched his fists against his thighs and then stood up, walking out towards the door.

Hanatamago pursued him. The Norwegian glared at the dog as though he would collar and tie her if she didn't leave him alone. Hanatamago whimpered and then retreated, scampering towards Berwald and her master.

"Don't be selfish. Take her with you if you're going for a piss," Mathias called over to him.

Lukas didn't even look back. He slammed the door and disappeared out into the night.

"I'll t'ke her," Berwald stated as he stood up and walked with the dog to the door.

Mathias nodded. It wouldn't hurt to be alone right now. He could think more about what he needed to do next while the other two were out of the cabin. He walked over to the bed where Tiina was. She wasn't half bad looking but he kinda messed up her face when he hit her. He'd have to wait until she healed a bit. He couldn't just send her to Odin's kingdom of Valhalla with a less than perfect appearance.

And he'd have to get the measurements right so he could make a proper noose. His hands fell to her neck and he placed them carefully on either side of her throat.

"About this big," he said to himself, visually committing the measurement to memory.

Outside, Berwald discovered it was snowing again under the gray night sky. His companion Hanatamago hopped around joyfully beside him as he walked towards Lukas, The dog did a good job bumping up against his leg with every chance she got. For an animal that had been injured earlier in the day, her temperament was surprisingly vibrant. It seemed this breed of dog bounced back quickly and for that he was glad. He only hoped her owner would make a similar recovery.

"Why'd you follow me?" Lukas asked.

"Tak'ng dog out." Hanatamago pranced around in the snow. Both were silent for a few moments before Berwald's voice broke the dead air.

"'S cold." Berwald stated, throwing a cloak around the other man's shoulders. Lukas huffed and leaned over the wood pile.

"Which one do you think would make a better addition to our ship?" he asked, holding up two pieces of wood to the Swedish man.

Berwald gestured to the one in his left hand.

Lukas nodded and then flung the other piece towards the cabin, "Since it's just gonna be the TWO of us on the return voyage."

"Math'as w'll come." Berwald told the Norwegian. Lukas sighed, he wasn't sure he could believe that.

"He's gone crazy," Lukas pointed out, "He's trying to get us killed and if he settles down then it's all over. Did he forget the vow of brotherhood he asked us to make with each other?"

"We're all g'nna go h'me together," Berwald replied, "He'll c'me to his sens's."

"He just wants a whore to bed," Lukas remarked, scraping the wood fiercely with his dagger, "Maybe he plans for us all to take a turn fucking her."

Berwald's face turned bright red ."No. I d'nt do that."

"Well, neither do I but it's so obvious what our so called great leader is thinking. That man somehow got his dick stuck up in his head and now things are gonna get so much worse." Lukas criticized as he whittled the wood in his hand.

"Look sh' brought back the st'ck you threw," Berwald said, trying to change the course of their discussion. Lukas watched dog again as she trotted back with the stick in her tiny mouth.

"I'm surprised she fit it in there," the Norwegian remarked. He bent down and took the wood, throwing it back at the house again. "You should take her inside. That itty bitty dog'll die out here in the snow."

"You too," Berwald said, taking the stick Lukas was carving from his hand, "Th' piece you cut is us'less now. Splint'red the wood."

"I'll be fine," Lukas sighed.

Inside, Tiina's winced and then hazily opened her violet eyes to look up at Mathias. She grabbed his hands that were still resting upon her throat.

"Don't scream," he commanded, one of his hands cupping her mouth quickly.

Her eyes darted from one side of the room to the other and for a moment, she actually wondered if she was inside a cabin in the village.

Her attention fell back on Mathias. She remembered meeting him in the woods.

"You'll be quiet, won't you?" he asked. Tiina nodded slowly, afraid of what he might do if she didn't agree.

"Good," he said, "That'll make things easier."

Mathias took his hand away from her mouth. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, for now. "

Tiina watched as he carefully shifted to the edge of the bed. "I need to know some things about you," he told her, "You look young but is true you really have never been married before?"

"Eh?" Tiina shook her head. She wasn't sure why he'd ask something like that.

"No? Do you have any physical scars or deformities?" Mathias asked.

Tiina's mouth dropped and her head cocked to the side, "What? Those are silly questions."

"They're important to me," Mathias insisted, "so just tell me the truth."

Tiina shook her head again.

"Then your body isn't flawed, huh?" he confirmed, "Nice." The Danish man grinned from ear to ear. This was turning out better than he had hoped. And with everything going as planned, he'd be able to leave this place very soon.

"Uh, my face hurts so much," Tiina admitted, looking nervously at the stranger before her, "Why did you hit me?"

It was then that Berwald opened the door, coming inside. Tiina looked over and screamed the moment she saw his dark figure enter the room. Mathias responded by hitting her, rendering unconscious once more.

Berwald's mouth gaped in disbelief.

"What?" the Dane responded, " I told her not to scream."

To be continued~~

Author's Note #1- Thank you for reading~~! We would totally appreciate your reviews~! *hugs to all of you~*

Author's Notes #2- Odin's Kingdom of Valhalla- Odin was a Nordic God. Valhalla was equivalent to heaven. Kinda. Basically it was where warriors and sometimes sacrifices went when they died (mostly Vikings who got killed in battle). So, yeah, Valhalla was Odin's kingdom for the dead.
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