Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters presented in Hetalia.
Authors Note: This story might possibly break your heart. Just for clarification, I am not supporting HRE = Germany in this plot. Sorry everyone! It just won't work out that way! Also, there may be some graphic images. Another note, I will be using the name Erich for HRE's character as not to confuse him with Ludwig. Again, sorry about the inconvenience!I hope you enjoy!
"Big bruder...?" A soft voice called, it seemed to belong to a young boy of the age around eight.
"Ja?" A more elder voice called back, trailing off from another room.
There were some footsteps. Soft. Soft. Then louder as if they were approaching the room where the voice they were responding to was in.
"What is it, Erich?" The male said, red eyes gazing, not maliciously but with love and concern.
"Bruder, I don't want you to leave tomorrow.." The voice, which belonged to Erich, spoke. "I want you to stay here so we can play solider again."
Gilbert, the voice of the elder man, would let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, Erich. You know I have to go."
This response made the younger boy of the two pout. Of course it wasn't for long.
"Can you tuck me in?" Erich would say, his voice sheepish. He had loved it when Gilbert tucked him in at bed. It always seemed to make the nightmares go away.
"Ja. Of course." The man said, gently lifting the blanket up to the boys neck and tucking it under his sides, placing a soft, warm kiss to his forehead. Just like always.
The little blond would blush and smile. "Danke.." Erich would look up at his older brother, his blue eyes growing heavy. He was very tired but for some reason he couldn't quite manage to allow himself to sleep. If he were to truly not see his brother tomorrow, that was worse than a nightmare.
Gilbert would gently run his fingers through the blond hair. "Go to sleep, Erich." He said, getting up to leave.
"Don't go yet." The boy pleaded.
This caused Gilbert to let out a soft sigh as he returned to the bedside. "Do you want me to read you a story?" A white brow arched slightly, though there was a lofty smile on the mans lips.
Erich's eyes lit up. "Ja! Can you read me Snow White?" This question made the albino's smile grow more.
"Your favorite." He chuckled softly, he had this story memorized by now. It was the story he read to Erich every night after their father had passed away.
"I like it a lot." He said, snuggling up.
And so Gilbert read the story, not even halfway done before the little blond drifted off. This gave the white haired male a chance to sneak out while he could.
Authors Note: Sorry to cut this chapter so short! I hope you've enjoyed what you've read so far! Next chapter will have more characters introduced, but I can't tell you who! It's a surprise!