hetalia_kink | Hetalia Kink meme part 15

“I realized something when I was out just now. You say that Netherlands has gotten off without any consequences. I’ve always thought the same thing. But I was thinking about it, and I changed my mind. Nobody gets away from anything without any consequences. Least of all nations. Not when we’re old and sane and have centuries to mull things over.

“I can think of a hundred things that I’ve done that still make me cringe with shame. Everyone else in the world has forgotten them or moved on, but I still remember. Sometimes, they’re things that everyone else never even knew. Apparently, the ash from Laki killed over six million people worldwide in 1783. Nobody knew it at the time. I didn’t know. By the time scientists figured it out, it was so far in the past that nobody else cared. But I cared. And... and in a few decades, everybody else will forget about my banks. But I won’t forget.

“My point is… even if everybody else leaves us alone, we can’t leave ourselves alone. We’re always punished by regret. I think that that’s the only justice I need.”

There’s a moment of silence.

“I didn’t know you were such an orator,” Norway says flatly.

Iceland scowls.

“I’m glad you told me. You do have a point. There… are things I regret too.” And so there are. Dark shadows of the past that dance around the edge of Norway’s consciousness, cackling and looming as he acknowledges their presence. He pushes them away resolutely. “But Ice, how do you know Netherlands feels bad about what he did?”

Iceland shrugs. “I don’t know. I guess I can tell by the way he tries not to look at me, and the look he gives me when he can’t stand not to look at me any longer. And I know he must because we all change and get over the past. I’ve never been able to think about him as anyone other than the person I met a thousand years ago. I think it’s time I try to look again.”

Norway shakes his head. He feels a sense of apprehension building in his stomach. “Ice… you’re not blaming yourself for what’s gone on, are you?”

Iceland shakes his head. “No, no. I’m blaming… I don’t know. I don’t want to blame anyone. I just want to get over it. I want to let it go and move on.”

He looks up at Norway, eyes wide, and once again Norway is struck by how much he cares for his brother. “That’s why I don’t want you guys to make a big deal about it. The bigger a deal it becomes, the harder it is to just put in the past. I’m sick of it. I just want it to be over. Can you understand that?”

Norway frowns. “I just want to make things better for you.”

“They’ll be better for me once it's all over.”

“You’re sure? You’re not confused? I don’t want you to make a choice, and later—”

“Norway, I’m not a child anymore.” Iceland gives him a pointed look. “I’m old. Maybe not as old as you, but old nonetheless. I know what I want. I know what I’m talking about.”

Norway looks at him. His little brother. He has a fierce, sharp look about him, a sort of disapproving, self-assured strength. Norway can almost recognize himself in that look. There’s something else too, something opposite. A deep, desperate fear. An ill-disguised insecurity.

“I’m not a kid,” Iceland is saying. “I may be your little brother, but I’m your equal. Can’t you respect me as such?”

Norway can hear a forlorn, pleading little unspoken voice add a word to the end of the sentence.

…please?

“I trust you,” says Norway. “I know you can take care of yourself. I’m sorry if I’m overbearing sometimes… I just worry about you, even when I know you’re okay on your own.”

Iceland gives him a guarded look. “So you’ll let me take care of this myself?”

“As long as you tell me if you do need help. Until then, I’ll just be here to cheer you up and… and give you hugs.” He extends an arm, inviting Ice back into his embrace.

Iceland doesn’t smile—he rarely does—but his eyes say everything. He cuddles up against Norway, sighing softly. “Thanks, Nor.”

The room is quiet. Outside, the night is frosty and bitter. But inside, the house is warm and full of yellow light.

“Ice, do you want to know something?”

“Hmm?”

“When you get hurt, the rest of us hurt too. It kills us to see you so unhappy. Netherlands caused more misery than you know. So… can you really blame us for being furious with him? Wouldn’t you rather have us angry than not caring at all?”

Iceland is silent for a moment.

“Ice, this has nothing to do with you being my little brother. I’d want to kill Netherlands if he laid a hand on, say, Finland. Or Sweden. Maybe even Denmark.”

Iceland lets out a snort of laughter. “You’re right,” he admits. “I… I’m actually glad that you’re angry with him. It’s nice to… to know you guys care about me.”

Norway smiles and pulls Iceland closer.

His little brother is safe in his arms.

He thinks he can keep his promise. Things will be better than before.

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The second 7a up there should be 7b. :P This is why updating at midnight is a bad idea.

Anyways, thanks as always for the comments! I've replied to some of the ones on the last part that I had been meaning to earlier. See you in hopefully-less-than-a-month! *knocks on wood* :P

I am never, ever going to get the image of secretary!Norway out of my head now. It was probably inapropriate for me to laugh so hard at that, but, well, I laughed my ass off.

Ice is so mature. My reaction towards people who've messed me up (although nothing like this) is very much a desire to punch them in the face. I am honestly impressed with the way you've made him so mature about this. At least in comparison to me.

Iceland and Netherlands need to have a long talk, me thinks. Even though it'll be awkward as fuck. Ho hum. *pitches new winter tent*

xDD I didn't think about it too much, but now that you point it out, it's quite an amusing image.

Heh, I hope his maturity doesn't seem out of place. My reasoning was that since so much time had passed, he'd sort of come to terms with it but hadn't realized that yet. (Plus, I thought, in serious fics at least, nations have to be rather mature because if they weren't, they all would've killed each other by now. :P)

Wow, I was afraid this fill had been forgotten! I'm so glad it's not!

And, Ice is so mature about this. Though I suppose, one goes through stages when someone hurts you this badly. I used to hate the one who did it to me, but now I've moved past hating him because I know now that he deeply regrets what he did. And with Ice having centuries to think it over, I guess he would have gotten to that stage by now.

Hehe, sorry, I'm just slow.

I was more than a little concerned about this chapter, because I worried that I'd made Ice too mature about it. :/ So... I'm glad it seems to make sense to you.

Random anon here who was just passing by and read this fill all in one go. @A@ <333

Oh god I love this so much I don't even --
skladja;sdjas'daglkfsa.

Okay, I really love traumatized!Iceland, and wow, I really admire how mature he is about the situation now (well, he did have centuries to. . . think about it). And I am seriously enjoying this Nordic brotherly fluff a loooot.
And I love the idea of Denmark and Netherlands being BFFs. Their argument scene totally reminded me of that one. . . in Clannad -- which is a good thing. (Why am I referencing random stuff, aha. . . )

Yes, I'm liking a lot.

I look forward to Iceland and Netherlands finally talking. . . 8 A 8

Awesome job so far! <33333

/bookmarks.
//CAMPS OUT.

This...This hasn't been discontinued right o.o

I really love this fic and all the characterizations. Iceland is just so mature and strong in this

This is the most amazing thing I have read in a long while. Please, please, please continue this! I'm desperate!

I like the way of thinking in this, the fact that they are nations, hundreds years old, I think it was well done.

Seeing as how its been 5 years, I'm sure this fic has been swept under the rug of time. And I'm okay with that, really. And it wasn't a bad place to end, really, I just think we all would have loved to see how it all turned out.
But. Let me say this.
This fic was beautiful and heartbreaking. I read it all in one sitting because I was fucking entranced. You are a truly gifted writer, and I hope you've gone on to do more fandom writing somewhere out there. My heart fucking aches for all of them, especially Ice. I'm not ashamed to admit that I cried. Just...I don't even know what else to say, but on the off chance you see this just know that it's one of my all time favorite fics in any fandom, and this thread will forever be in my bookmarks.

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