January 31, 1983- Gothenburg, Sweden

It had been almost four months since Oskar had first seen Eli on the jungle gym. A little over three months since they had fled Blackeberg together. Every night was as amazing as the last. They had enlisted the help of a homeless man in order to rent a small, one bedroom apartment, near downtown Gothenburg.

My first attempt at a LTROI fanfiction. Set close to four months since Oskar and Eli's first meeting. Oskar's Birthday is coming up, "12 years, 8 months, and 9 days" (as according to the film). I've never been to Scandinavia so forgive me for any inaccuracies . The first chapter is set in Gothenburg (Göteborg), Sweden. I honestly cannot remember ever writing anything for the sheer fun of it so this was a first for me. I hope you enjoy, as I know I've enjoyed all the LTROI fanfiction I've been able to get my hands on.

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The dutiful tick-tock of the clock on the living room wall was enough to rouse Jan from the tranquil moments just before dawn. His mind had not drifted from the shallow end of sleep all night. Waking on the couch after a restless night of tossing and turning was an uncomfortable reminder that the balance of his life had been upset by two young visitors. Immediately his thoughts went to them while his eyes and ears searched for their presence as he sat up. Though he was not alone in his home he was the only one stirring.

Changing

There were a lot of changes in life. Sometimes, these changes were choice. Sometimes, these changes were choice. Sometimes, they were brought about by outside forces. Sometimes, though, two people choose to change themselves for eachother, and in so changing, become different.

From the first night, Oskar insisted on sleeping with her. He dressed her in her pajamas, because he couldn’t bear the thought of her becoming too cold. He slept with his arms around her, holding her up against him to keep her warm.

Oskar awoke violently, gasping for air. Trembling, he felt his face, which was dry except for his sweat. He brushed his fingertips along Eli's neck, and sighed with relief as he felt no blood or bite marks. He put a finger in his own mouth, feeling his teeth; they were familiar, normal human teeth. Oskar felt calmer now, and tried to make sense of what had happened. The burning sensation he had felt when the sun rose had been the lesser evil, and he had not felt like he was dying. He vividly remembered Eli's pleading eyes and his own horror when he had felt his teeth grow sharper.