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Opportunities
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: APH Luxembourg & APH Nyo! Hong Kong (Human AU)
Summary: He was looking for his own way, she was looking for some peace, but none of them were looking for anyone until they met each otherâŚÂ
Notes: I know, itâs such a crack ship, but just give it a chance :v (NedTai appears so it has to be on this blog)
Also in ff.net:Â https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12753854/1/Opportunities
The girl sighed, she didnât know how her relatives would treat her, and she hoped not having to see pity in their eyes. Ling saw her cousins, Yao and Mei, waiting for her at the train station. It was a very long trip and she needed some fresh air and rest. Both hugged her.
âLetâs go! Lars is waiting for usâ
Meiâs husband said hi, and the three of them got into the car. Mei told her that theyâll go to Yaoâs home; sheâd stay there because she and Lars had already a guest. Ling just nodded. They arrived and found a blond young man who had several stains on his shirt. He was carrying a baby.
âLing, he is Henri, Larsâ brother. And this little guy is Vincentâ Mei said.
âNice to meet youâ Henri said smiling.
âNice to meet you too. Your shirtâŚâ Ling said in a monotone voice.
âOh, I am sorry, Vincent didnât want to eat and spit meâ he explained.
She just looked at him, then at Yao and Mei.
âWhere are Jiang, Li and Yong Soo?â Ling asked.
âJiang is in Monaco with his girlfriend. Li and Yong Soo went to a trip with their friendsâ Mei said.
âYeah, with the white emo boy and the fish girlâ Yao whispered. âSo, you can use Liâs bedroom. I am sorry they couldnât be here to take you to some placesâ
âI can show her around, I have so much free time now. Well, if you wantâ Henri said while played with Vincent.
Yao looked worried and glared at Lars, as if this was his fault; Lars just shrugged his shoulders, why he had always that attitude towards him. And before one of them could say something Mei said happily:
âThatâs a fantastic idea! There are lots of interesting places, I am sure you two will have funâ.
Then, Mei started commenting every single thing they could do in the city and all the places they should visit. She tried to convince her to just go and have fun, since Ling hadnât been there. Finally, the girl sighed and said:
âYeah, why not, just pick me up tomorrow. Now, I am tired, I need to sleep�� and Ling left.
Ling was truly tired. Tired of the trip and her situation, she thought about her mother, she surely was worried but she was sure sheâll be fine; after all she was a very strong woman. She wished to be like her.
She got in bed, thinking, tomorrow sheâll go out with that guy, what was his name? She didnât remember. Whatever, as long as she didnât have to talk about her situation everything was ok.
Henri thought about her when he went home with Lars and Mei. He would like to know more about Ling. She must be more or less his age, she had a very modern and still fashionable style and she wore a flower in her long brown hair just as Mei, it had to be a family tradition, he thought.
âThank you for offer to show her around. She needs distraction. She is passing through a hard situation and her mother thought it would be better for her to be far away from her problemsâ Mei explained.
Henri just nodded. Maybe, he and Ling could understand each other, but she looked so indifferent towards him that he didnât know if he could help her.
The next day, Henri picked her up. She noticed that he had a very expensive car. Ling wasnât very sure of what to expect of that man, but she followed him. She promised herself to be nice with him, even if she thought he was such a spoiled rich boy who was nice with her because of her problems.
They remained in silence almost all the way. They visited some parks and museums. Ling had never been in that city, but still, she didnât know what to say. Henri tried his best to cheer her up, but she hardly talked.
Three days passed in the same way: they went to different places, he talked about it and she only nodded. When they went to eat something, she always looked at her phone. One day, Henri finally asked her:
âCould I ask you something?â
âSureâ she said not looking at him.
âDo you dislike me?â
Ling took off her eyes of her phone.
âNo, I donât. Itâs just that⌠why are you doing this?â
âDoing what?â
âAll this, going out with me, you donât even know me. I appreciate your kindness, really, but I donât need your pityâ she said.
âWhat are you talking about? I am not being nice for that; I donât even know what your problem is. I am just doing this because Mei is my sister-in-law, and she and my brother are letting me stay with them for a while. Thatâs allâ
âSo, you donât knowâŚâ
âNo, I have no ideaâ
âThen, I am sorryâ
âItâs fine. Anyways, you are not obligated to continue going out with me. Iâll take you home right nowâ he said standing up.
She looked at him; she thought he looked like a little child, so innocent and still so lively. Yes, maybe he was such a spoiled rich boy, but he was just being kind because he was genuinely kind, besides, she needed someone who didnât know about her situation. She grabbed him by the shirt.
âNo, wait. Iâm sorry. What if we start again?â she offered.
He didnât respond. To be honest, he wanted to stay there with her. He sat again.
âI am Ling. I am here because of my motherâs idea. I am in college, I study rural tourismâ Â
âOk, I am Henri. I am here because of the holidays. I am in college too. I study law. Now what?â he said with a little bit of indifference.
âWell, take me home, and pick me up later, but not in your car, Iâd like to walkâ
He didnât know what to expect of that. He imagined Yao making him lots of questions, as he did with Lars, but it wasnât as if that was a date, maybe, she wanted to know the city at night. Who knows?
A few hours later, they met again.
âSo, where do you want to go?â
âDo you know a good dance club?â
Henri looked at her. Actually, he didnât know one; he never took a girl there because he didnât use to go to those places. And more important, he didnât know how to dance. They walked until they found a place. Before enter, she undone his tie.
âMuch betterâ she said and took his hand.
She started dancing and he didnât know how to move. He tried to imitate her. He felt awkward and as an idiot. Surely, sheâd make fun of him, but she didnât seem to notice it, besides it was kind of dark.
When he took her home, they were quiet. She looked sideways at him.
âYou didnât have funâ
âWhat? Yes, I didâ
âDonât lie to me, rich boyâ
âWell, it was the first time I went to a dance club⌠I donât danceâ he admitted.
âHmmm I knew it. I could teach you, if you wantâ She said simply, without sarcasm.
He didnât answer, they were already at home. She just said goodbye, and entered the house.
During breakfast, Mei asked him if he was getting along with Ling.
âYeah, I guessâ
âJust give her a chance. Maybe she needs timeâ
He wanted to ask her about Lingâs problem, but maybe Ling would tell him later, when she felt more comfortable around him.
âWill you see her today?â Mei asked.
âI am not sure, she didnât say anything. I donât have her number but maybe Iâll go to see her laterâ
âIf you go, I hope Yao doesnât kill youâ Lars grumbled.
Mei looked at Lars, she wasnât mad, because she had to admit that he was right. Yao wasnât that bad, he was just an overprotective big brother and Lars more than anyone had to understand him. Â Henri said heâd go to see her and they wished him luck.
âLast night, he arrived lateâ Mei said.
âI knowâ
âWhen he is going to tell you whatâs going on?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âWell, he seems worried, and why he would stay here when he can stay at your parentsâ house?â she said.
Lars didnât know how she could read people so easily. That was one of the things he loved about her. He made her sit on his lap, and they kissed, then Vincent started crying.
âItâs my turnâ he said and kissed her on the cheek.
He thought about what Mei said. To be honest, when Henri asked him to let him stay there, he was surprised. Of course, he accepted, but if he thought about it, it seems very strange. Heâd wait until he was ready to talk.
Henri arrived to Yaoâs house. Ling called him.
âYou are here way too early, donât you think? Rich boyâ
âSorry, I just wanted to know if you want to go out todayâ he excused.
âHmmm today, I want to call my mom, but give me your number and I call youâ
Henri just nodded and came back home. He spent all the afternoon waiting for her call. He didnât know why he was so anxious, he barely know her, but she was so mysterious that he wanted to know more about her, and maybe befriend her.
Two days passed and she called. Â
âDo you have time right now?â
âI have to take care of VincentâŚâ
âOh I see⌠Could I accompany you? Yao is going to go out this evening and I donât want to be aloneâŚâ
âSureâ
When Ling arrived, Henri was on the phone. He looked a little bit annoyed.
âHello? Ah, Lars. Yes, Vincent already ate. He is fine. Byeâ Why her brother had to be like that? Henri wondered.
Every 5 minutes he received a call from him. Mei stopped him. She knew her husband was the most caring person ever, but he needed to relax.
âBunny, just trust him. Remember that this is the first time in months that we go out just the two of usâ Mei said.
Henri hung up and rolled his eyes, Ling laughed. He was very surprised, that was the first time he saw her laughing and he started feeling something new on his chest.
âThis is the first time they go out without him, and my brother is kinda overprotectiveâ he explained.
âItâs ok, besides Vincent is such a cutieâ she said caressing the babyâs cheek.
Vincent fell asleep after some minutes and Henri took him to his bedroom. When he came back to the living room, he sat next to Ling. She seemed thoughtful, and then she asked him:
âNow, tell me, why are you spending your holidays at your brotherâs?â
âBecause, I wanted to see himâŚâ
âThatâs not true. Whatâs the real reason? You are a rich boy, why spend your holidays being a babysitter?â
Henri didnât expect that question. He wasnât sure what to say, why suddenly she was interested on him. He sighed; maybe he could talk with her about his situation, and maybe with that, sheâd tell him about her.
âWell, Iâve been thinking so much lately, and I feel that law is not for meâ
âWhy do you study that then?â
âMy dad wants me to be a lawyer as him and my brother. I donât want to disappoint him, but I donât want to be compared with my brotherâ
âI see. What does your brother think about this?â
âHe doesnât know it. This is why I am here. I need to know that he is by my sideâ
âI think you should tell your dad that you need to find your own way. Itâs your life after allâ
Ling looked at him. They remained in silence. Then, Lars and Mei arrived. All they talked for a while and Ling said she had to go. Henri offered to take her home because it was very late, and she accepted.
When they arrived, she said thanks and wished him luck. She thought that maybe he needed help, and after being so nice with her, she decided to encourage him, in some way. And perhaps, she had gotten a new friend.
That night, Henri finally could talk with Lars about his problem, and as he wanted, his brother was very supportive about whatever his decision was. He wanted to tell Ling, but maybe in other moment.
Those days, Henri and Ling hung out, maybe by insistence of Mei, both thought. They went to the cinema, to skate or just for a walk. Sometimes, she tried to teach him how to dance but they ended up for just laugh.
He really wanted to know her more but it seemed that it was something between them, like an invisible wall. If he disliked Yao, he would think it was because of him. Sometimes, when he picked Ling up, he could hear him say: âThat shaggy boy is here⌠againâ, but for Henri that was a very interesting and funny nickname.
Ling was a quiet person, but when she laughed and smiled at him, Henri felt that his chest was about to explode. He rarely felt that way for someone, he had liked some people before, but he never wanted to have a relationship. In that way, he was too different from his siblings who had a calm life. His sister lived in Spain with her husband and their two little children; his brother and Mei were happily married too and had a baby.
Henri always wondered if he would be able to have that kind of life. Maybe, he thought, when he found a person he really loved. Now that question was on his mind every time he was with Ling. He couldnât stop thinking about the way she called him rich boy, her long hair, her smile, and her eyes that kept a secret. Â
One of those nights, they went to a dance club again. It was Henriâs idea. He still couldnât dance but he tried his best. Before go home, he had to go to the bathroom and when he came back he saw her talking with a guy, they seemed to fight.
âWhat did you just said?â Ling asked.
âThat what you heardâ
She was about to slap him, when Henri approached.
âWhat did you tell her?â he asked.
âOh your little boyfriend is hereâ the guy said joking.
And suddenly, Henri punched him in the face and the guy fell down, while Henri indicated Ling to get out of there, but the guy made him stumble. Henri didnât know from where he got that force, but they fought until they heard the police car. Ling took his hand and both ran away until they didnât hear the noise again. They hid in a little park.
âYour nose is bleedingâ she said
âOh itâs nothingâ Henri said trying to seem calm, but he was excited, he had never been in a fight.
âI canât believe you punched him in the face for me. Are you crazy? That man was taller and stronger than you, he could kill you. Why did you do it?â she said smiling at him.
Henri felt his heart beating fast.
â⌠I did it because⌠he was bothering you, you are my friend, and well, I think⌠I like you⌠I really like youâ
She just smiled in a melancholy way, messed his hair and took him by the arm. Both walked slowly in the streets. And for the very first time, Henri felt alive.
âYou did what?â Mei and Lars asked him when he arrived home.
âI had to, that guy was harassing herâ he said trying to not seem proud.
His brother just shook his head, while Mei put some ice on his eye and clean the blood of his nose. It was very late when he arrived and they were awake because Vincent needed another diaper.
âPlease, tell me you were drunkâ Lars said.
âLars!â Mei said.
âI wasnât!â Henri replied.
Mei and Lars looked at each other, they were surprised for that new side of Henri and both, especially her, were worried. He was too, but for a different reason, he just confessed and she never answered, so, that meant she didnât like him, but that was fine, after all a relationship wasnât in his future.
Ling couldnât sleep well, she still thought about what he said: âI like you, I really like youâ. Didnât it suppose that they were friends? It wasnât as if she disliked him or something, in fact, she felt really comfortable with him, he was so kind, sweet and smart, and he had that vibe of being a prince, but she couldnât allow having feelings for him.
A couple of days later, they were in the garden. And while a French song sounded, she told him to be ready for a dance lesson. He knew that song, one of his favorites, but he didnât tell her. After some awkward moves, they fell down between laughs, she was on top, and he looked at her.
âYou donât have to feel the same, you knowâ he whispered.
Ling didnât respond and helped him to get up.
âListen, itâs not you, really, you are such a spoiled rich boy, but you are the nicest guy Iâve ever met, and you are the best but⌠I am not ready. I am sorry, but I canât, I canâtâŚâ she cried.
Henri hugged her until she could calm down. He didnât understand what that was, why she was so worried.
âItâs ok; it wasnât my intention to bother you. Really, I like to be your friend. But please, donât cry. I am sorryâ he apologized.
âHenri, you are so kind, you deserve betterâ
When she calmed down, she told him her story and the real reason of why she was there. It happened two years ago, she and her boyfriend, Will, were about to celebrate their first year together. She convinced him to go out, and then she realized he had forgotten what day it was.
They fought all the way to her home, he was driving, and he turned around to see her then sheâd never forget his scared expression, the white light, the squeal of the brakes, the darkness, the sound of the ambulance and the endless pain. After a long dream, she woke up, but Will didnât.
Her body healed but her heart never did it. Ling felt guilty, because the last thing they did was fight, and she couldnât even apologize. She didnât want to go out for months, her friends tried to cheer her up but it was in vain. She really tried to continue with her life, she knew he didnât want her to live sad forever, but she promise herself never forget him.
So, when she received the invitation of someone, she rejected it. She felt as if she was betraying Will. And when she isolate herself and started overworking just to avoid people, her mother worried and asked her to visit her cousins. But what it wasnât in the plan was to meet Henri and falling in love again.
âI am very afraid of having these feelings for you, because I feel as if I was betraying him. I am not ready to let him go. Maybe, we shouldnât spend so much time together. I need to be aloneâ she sobbed and moved away.
He felt that his heart finally broke in thousand pieces when he heard all that. He wanted to cry.
âI understand. I just want you to be happy. Remember that I will always be there if you need meâ he said and kissed her softly on the cheek.
He went home. He had lots of emotions, but he put them aside because he was worried for her, she had been suffered a lot, and he wanted her to be happy even if he wouldnât be the one for her.
They didnât see each other for some days more. He didnât want to talk about it with someone else, Mei and Lars worried, but he just said he was fine, that she wanted to rest for a while, but they knew that wasnât true. Ling spent the days in the bedroom; she called her mom, and told her what happened.
âAnd you like him?â her mother asked.
âMom, you know I canâtâŚâ
âDear, it have passed two years, no one will replace Will, he has a very special place in your heart and I know you will never forget him, but I think itâs time to let him goâ
âMomâŚ?â she said surprised.
âListen, life moves forward, I am sure Will would like to see you happy. I know itâs painful, but you have to live your lifeâ
Ling didnât know what to say, she already knew all that, but⌠she was afraid of do it. She didnât want to replace him, no one was like him, and however, it was time to let him go. She knew she had to do it one day, but she never thought it will be very soon. But her mother was right, she had to admit it.
That night, she opened the window and tried to talk with him:
âWill, I donât know if you can hear me, but I think is time to say goodbye. I loved you so much, you were my first love and my best friend, but you are not here anymore. No one will replace you, I am sure, but I need to continue with my life. So, please, if you agree, just send me a signâŚâ
Then a soft rain started falling down, she took it as his sign, after all, Will loved the rain.
The holidays were about to end, Ling got up the courage and looked for Henri, but Mei told her that he was at his parentsâ house. She told her she could wait for him there. It was late when he arrived. Both wanted to talk but they didnât know from where to start with all the things they wanted to say.
âThank youâ he said.
âWhy?â
âI went to talk with my father about my career, at the beginning he didnât understand my decision but after all itâs my life and life moves forward. Maybe, I would make a huge mistake if I didnât control it. So you had reason. Well, I have to pack my stuffâ
âWait, I am here to talk with youâ
Henri was waiting for a goodbye.
âHenri, I like you tooâ
âWait, what?â
âYes, I like you. You are right, rich boy, life moves forward. I wonât forget Will, but now you are my present and I hope that my futureâ
âAnd I wonât replace him. I respect thatâ
âYou wonât, you arenât like him, you are Henri, and I like you for being yourselfâ
Both embraced tightly.
âBut what are we going to do? We have to come back to our universities andâŚâ
âWell, now that I solved my problem, I think I know what I am going to study now. What about rural tourism?â
She smiled and kissed him.
After some weeks of paperwork, they finally could spend more time for go out for walks, study together, have more dance lessons, and avoiding dance club fights. Now they were happy living their life as they wanted to live it.
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