A short One-Shot (first Hetalia one) on the Fall of HRE. Enjoy~ (Or Cry...)
"You mustn't push yourself too much!"
"I- I just don't want them to forget me, Hungary…"
"Even so, it's not good for your health. You can't afford it, especially now."
I began to walk towards my room. "I understand. I'll try to get some re-"
The last thing I saw was Hungary rushing towards me.
…
"Are you awake?"
My vision was blurred, but the voice was very familiar.
"Holy Rome, are you awake?"
That voice… Italy?
"Holy Rome?"
At that my body shot up, my eyes wide open, smile on my face. I can finally see her again!
"Ita-!"
The smile vanished. The only one there was Austria, his gaze showing that he knew what I dreamt of.
"Why do you insist on tiring yourself?" His look softened. "This can't keep happening to you."
I lowered my head, still unable to get her face out of my mind. It was just a dream, so why did it feel like it was the last time I'd see her again?
"I'm sorry…but…" My words came out slowly, my eyes still lowered.
"It's fine now, but be careful. The strain from everything isn't good for you."
With that, he left, leaving me to my thoughts.
…
Within a few months, my health had only gotten worse, and the stress didn't seem to go away no matter how hard I tried. My strength weakened by the day, until I was eventually bedridden. The revolution in France was really taking its toll on me, wasn't it? I could barely defend myself anymore.
My health was virtually gone by now and I could barely see without hurting myself. It took me all my strength just to talk. My king has seen my state, and has decided I shouldn't take anymore of this. He's decided to end it. Today.
"I'm sorry," I said, my voice cracked and shaky. "In the end…I failed, huh?"
Austria had stayed with me the past few weeks, and I'd worried him a lot.
"You didn't fail. All of us must disappear eventually. But don't worry, we won't forget you."
My eyes felt heavier; my body's strength was barely holding.
"Thank you, Austria."
Darkness surrounded me, and soon everything disappeared. All that was left of me was a weak smile.
I only wish I could have met her again. Just once more.
"Holy Rome! Holy Rome! Come on, let's play!"
Ich will euchwiedersehen, Italien, das verspreche ich.
Ich will euchwiedersehen, Italien, das verspreche ich (I will see you again, Italy, I promise)