Germany's eyes widened as he took on the battered, bleeding form of his brother. The usually stoic country gave out a cry and knelt next to the albino country. Prussia's eyes narrowly opened, and he forced a half-hearted smirk onto his battered face.
"Bruder. I didn't expect you to find me like this," This small sentence was punctuated with a gut-wrenching cough escaping the dying country. All Germany could do was stare at his dying brother with widened, fearful eyes that were starting to tear up.
"Bruder," Germany tried to speak, but Prussia painfully placed his hand on his younger brother's chest.
"At least," Prussia coughed again, and a little trail of crimson left his mouth,"I'll get to see you in my dying moment."
"Don't say that!" Germany basically yelled, which made Prussia wince slightly. "Sorry..." Prussia just smiled.
"I remember when you were a crybaby. Crying over the smallest things," Prussia chuckled. Germany couldn't hold back the tears now. "Don't cry, Bruder," Prussia took the hand that he had placed on Germany's chest and wiped his younger brother's tears away. Germany just cried even more. Prussia scowled before his face softened.
"See? Like that," Germany opened his eyes even tough he didn't remember closing them. "I want to tell you one more thing," Germany could see that his brother was barely holding on now.
"What is it, mein Bruder?" Germany choked out the words. Prussia slowly wrapped his weakened arms around Germany and pulled him closer.
"Live for the both of us. Please promise me this. Deutschland, Germany," Germany nodded at his brother slowly. Germany's eyes widened as he felt Prussia's arms go slack.
"I-Ich liebe dich, mein kleiner Bruder," And with that, the ambitious brother that Germany always knew, was gone. Germany hugged his brother's body closer. It started to ran slightly, making it even worse.
"I-I love you too, Bruder. Always and forever."