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Who...

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Children's laughter fill the air...
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One kid grabs hold of a hand with gloves. His smile is cheerful, and his eyes are even more so.
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Two other kids, one with purple eyes and a sweet face, the other blue eyes, but his face looks frighting. Somehow though, he doesn't seem scary.
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Switching to another scene, a kid who had blond hair, green eyes, and bushy eyebrows. Was laughing with the kids from earlier. Although, they all looked older. Middle School at least.
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Ambulance sirens fill the air... I see the kids from the first scene with wide teary eyes. Looking up, I see a body... it was the kid with bushy eyebrows... except it was dead.
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Voice started to come out of no where...
"It's your fault." "You should of..." "You're such a wimp..." "He was the only..." "Start crying you emotionless freak..."  "It should have been you..."
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I opened my eyes as I gasped, and started to breath heavily. My hair a mess, the iron cross that has always been in my platinum hair was in the wrong place, the long white dress shirt I always wore was wrinkled, and my sheets and blanket was on the floor.
After calming down, my face went it's normal stoic look.
I slowly sat up, and swung my legs over the bed. I got up, and opened the blinds to see a cloudy day. The bright sun, made my bedroom have almost a blue tint although I only saw a light gray, since no lights were on.
I closed the blinds, and turned the lamp on. Causing a yellow tint to fill the room, although I only saw white.I opened the wooden closet, it having draws built inside it. Getting dress I picked my normal clothes. A shirt that said
'Talk to someone who cares' jeans, and shoes. I couldn't see color, not physically or mentally,but emotionally. Everything was dull to me...I've always been like this ever since-
*thud*
I turned around after hearing something behind me.
"What was that?" I asked myself.
*thud*
There it was again, except I was sure where it was coming from.
I slowly inches towards the bathroom. Slowly I unlocked the door, and slid it open. I saw a shadow of figure, and I jumped out yelling...
"GOTCHA!"
The figure looked at me with tick marks all over his face, while his mouth twitched.
"Lukas..." he growled. The kid that stood before me, had white hair, violet eyes, and was only about 14.
"Oh... it's just you Emil." I said nonchalantly.
"Yeah it's just me! What did you think I was one of your troll's or something?!" He said looking offended. I looked at him as if it didn't effect me.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were something else. I just wanted to protect you. That is what big brothers are for."
"You're not my big brother!" He blushed.
"And even if you were, if, I do not need protection."
"Then what am I?" I titled my head, but still held the same expression.
"You're Lukas." He smirked at his clever comeback. I looked at him the same look I have him every morning for the past years we've lived together.
"No."
He stood there knowing what was coming.
"I'm not going to."
"Say it." I interrupted.
"We're not even related!"
"Say it." I kept pestering him, until we went down stairs and sat at the table. A lady came in wearing a pink apron. Her gray hair was tied up in a bun. A few string cupping her face. She had a white long sleeve shirt, and a blue sweater over it, she had black converse on, and held a plate of waffles and a piece of toast.
"There you go, Emi." She sat down the waffles.
"Thanks grandma." Emil started to cut up his waffle, and put syrup all over it.
"And here you go Lulu." She kissed my cheek and handed my the golden toast.
"Thank you grandma."
I walked over to where my coat was, and put it over me. I grabbed my bag, and opened the door. Putting the toast in my mouth, I walked to where my bike laid, and unlocked it. Walking with it towards the gate, lifting the hatch, and got on my bike.
~~~~~~~~~~~Hetalia~~~~~~~~~~~
I was riding my bike, as I passed people walking. Some of them were wearing my school's uniform. The toast still in my mouth. From the corner of my eye I could see another bike pass me.
I started to peddle faster my inner child telling me so.
I didn't know who this biker was, but I was NOT going to lose to them.
They seemed to notice me, and all the sudden stopped. I was confused, but I kept going. Throughout the whole event I wore my same stoic face.
Meanwhile the biker who had stopped... looked like he had seen a ghost. The biker soon shook his head, and started to peddle faster.
He soon catches up with Lukas.
"Hey! YOU!" He yelled.
I ignored it thinking it was someone else.
"Hey! You! Hello?! No, not you!"
He kept trying to get someone's attention. Jeez whoever he was trying to call was completely clueless. I kept peddling, and ended up having to stop.
The biker soon pulled up, and was breathing heavy.
"Lukas is that you?!" The biker yelled. I turned my head, to a familiar face.
The biker who was panting, had soft features almost making him look like a girl. His violet eyes held innocence, but a fire of passion burned in them. His blond hair was short, and he had white beanie on, with a sky blue shirt that said 'Me? Sarcasm? Never.' Jeans and shoes. After seeing him, all of the sudden I could see color of people's features, and clothing.
"Tino..." I whispered, my consciousness said. I was in such a state of shock.
"It really is you!" He cheered. Although I didn't hear it.
He waited until it was safe to cross, and walked towards me. Once he reached my side, he dropped the bike and wrapped his hands around my neck.
When he let go he simply said...
"It's been so long."