Hungary's POV
" Dear Prussia...
I have send you this letter to inform you that I have ran away. I cannot tell you yet why, because I still don't have the guts and courage to tell you so. I hope that you won't hate me for my sudden action. I hope that, somewhere in your heart, you will be able to forgive me. I hope that you won't forget. I hope that I will still be your best friend after this. I give you my best regards towards you.
Your friend
Hungary "
As I finished the letter, tears rolled down my face. I pushed the paper away to avoid it having tear-stains. I am forced to leave my own country because I lost a battle to Turkey. Me and Turkey were fighting about who gets to keep Lake Heviz, and he won. The conditions were simple, the loser has to move in with the winner and become the winner's servant. He wants the lake because he has some trouble finding a renewable and eco-friendly way of supporting for his country's energy. He targeted my country's lake. He first asked me innocently, but then it got out hand somehow, then we had a battle about it. I lost, he won. This is my last day here in my motherland. Turkey's going to pick me up tomorrow. I have already packed my things. I looked out at the round bedroom window. The sun was shining brightly up in the cloudless, blue sky. Birds were flying up above. This is the last time I would get to see my motherland, see the plains, see the people I've met before. All of the wonderful people and things in my country, I would leave them behind. I stood up and made my way towards the door. I twisted the doorknob, and the door opened. This was also going to be my last day here in my house.
I sat on a hill. A cool breeze brushed my face, my hair tumbling violently around my face. The scene below was peaceful and sere. It what just what I needed to clear my mind out...if it works anyway. What would Gilbert feel when he finally reads the letter? How would he react? Will he be able to forgive me? As this questions started to swim in my mind, my eyes started to well up with cold tears. That obnoxious guy who keeps on calling himself awesome. Sure, he was obnoxious, loud, perverted, and stupid, but that what makes him Gilbert. I'm pretty sure if he wasn't like that, my world wouldn't be right. I'm also pretty sure my frying wouldn't be in use because of him. But a midst all of his bad qualities, he still has a soft side. I suddenly remembered our times together. All of those times I have hit him with my frying pan, all of those times where we were so happy. I didn't realized that I was already sobbing. I wiped them clean. A cold breeze made it's way past me. I have to be prepared I told myself
Prussia's POV
I strode down the street, Gilbird sitting on my right shoulder. I was whistling a happy tune. I was planning to visit Hungary. I haven't decided on the day that I'm going leave yet. As I reached West house, I heard a familiar Italian voice. I went inside the house, to see West sitting beside Italy on the sofa. I closed the door at the same time that the Italian said to me " Ve~~! Its Prussia! ". " What are you doing here? " I asked somewhat annoyed. " He's just here to visit. Besides, he's making up for not attending my birthday party last week. " said West. I nodded. " Ve~~! Doitsu's saying the truth. " " Whatever ". After that awkward conversation,I went straight to my bedroom. I sat down on my bed. My things were already neatly packed, but I still don't know when I'm going to leave. I reached for the framed picture of me and Hungary on the beside table. This photo was taken last year, when we celebrated my birthday . I returned it back to it's original place. Many years had already passed, but I still love her. Even if she hits me most of the time with that damned frying pan ( after all of this time hitting me with a frying pan, it's still not broken! ), my love never changed for her. When I heard that she finally got married to that rich boy Austria, I tried my best to forget about my love for her, but found out that I couldn't do it so easily. But when she finally got divorced, I was the first one to comfort her. I know I wouldn't be able to hurt her in the extent that we are already sworn enemies. I couldn't even afford seeing her in so much pain. I heard a knock on my door. " Who is it? " " Its me, Italy. Is it alright if me and Doitsu make pasta? " Don't you eat anything else aside form pasta and pizza? I wondered to myself. " Why are you asking me? This is West house, not mine. " The pasta-loving fool was silent for a moment, then he said " But Germany said that I should also ask you, since you are his older brother, and you also own the house! " I considered that thought for a moment. " Sure " I said back at the Italian. " Thank you Prussia! "
As I swallowed my last round of Italy and Germany's pasta, I suddenly said aloud: " Hey, when do you think would be the perfect time to visit Hungary? ". They both looked at me. " Your visiting Hungary? " " Yeah, so? " I snapped back at West. " Ve~~! I think you should visit her on Friday. " I looked at the Veneziano, confused. " Why? " I asked at him with a hint of curiosity. " Because on Friday, its her birthday! " My eyes went suddenly large. How can I completely forget that on Friday its already Elizaveta's birthday! I slapped myself mentally. " Are you okay? Is there something wrong? " Ludwig's deep voice broke out my thoughts. I nodded then sighed deeply. " How can you forget that its already her birthday on Friday? " Germany said after a moment's silence. " I guess I've been to busy thinking about my visit to Elizaveta that I forgot about her birthday... ". Then a sudden thought came to me. I still don't have a present for her! I wondered to myself. They both looked at me, concerned. Dang it! I can't believe that I still don't have present to give to Hungary! I bowed down my head on the table. " What do you think is the right gift for her? " I asked both West and Italy.
Hungary's POV
I woke up worrying about Turkey's arrival, also about sending the letter to Gilbert. I stood gazing out the same round window of my bedroom. Any moment now, Turkey will be here to pick me up, then I would finally leave my motherland. All things are ready. I have already said goodbye to the people of my country, I have already spent my day and night yesterday to the fullest. I sighed heavily. I touch the window. It was warm because of the bright sun. The sky was still cloudless, just like yesterday. I let my fingers linger for a while, letting the warmness of the window overcome my fingers. I finally let my fingers leave the glass. I turned around. I noted every detail of my room: my four-poster bed, the blanket apple green and white, my pillows with the delicate lace work at the edges, the excellently carved wood, the transparent apple green drape that hung on the top of my bed, my bedside table with a lamp, my closet full of my clothes, my study table where I wrote Prussia's letter, the apple green floor with matching walls and ceiling, the pictures on my study table and bedside table. I'm going to miss my bedroom. I heard a honk of a car. I hurriedly went to the window. I saw Turkey's car, parked right in front of my house. A tall man walked right out of the car. He was wearing a mask, a hooded green jacket and denim pants. He's finally here
I watched the man I lost to take a sip of his tea. I watched him nervously. Sweats were forming on my forehead and palms of my hand. He placed the teacup on a dainty saucer. He looked up and said " I just want you to know that you are now officially my servant. You cannot go against my wishes, you must follow my every command, or your country will face severe punishment. You got that? " I nodded. I didn't want my country to face severe punishment." You also have to adjust to your new lifestyle in my country. You have to be used to them. " I nodded again. This was not going to be a piece of cake. He stood up and walked around me in a circle. He yanked at one strand of my hair, I yelped quietly. " You better get used with your hair tied in a tight bun. I don't want any hair of yours in my food that you will cook " He let go and started to examine me again. He straightened my back. " You better stand, sit, and walk with a straight back. I don't want any visitors of mine to see you with a poor posture. It is very degrading to a lady like you, not knowing proper posture. " He took notice of the dress that I was wearing. " What is this! Green and white maid dress! It should be black and white! In my country, you will wear a maid dress and the colors will only be white and black! " He shook his head. I wanted to run and lock myself in my room, but I have to show him that I am strong. I don't want him to think that I am weak. This is for my country. I have to be strong, I am not weak. I thought to myself. " Come on, we need to go now. " Turkey shouted from the door.
" Be faster with your business. We don't have much time, I still have important business back home " I nodded. I stepped out of the car and headed for the post-office that we have stopped. I asked Turkey if I could first send my letter to Gilbert before we head for the airport, and he agreed. So here I am, taking the risk to send this letter to Gilbert. I pushed one of the double doors open. The room was cold, There were five booths. There were a lot of people. I went to Booth 1. Compared to the other booths, there was just a few people. A few minutes passed by, I was already sent my letter to Prussia. It would take hours before it could get to Prussia in time. When I got back in the car, I saw Turkey shaking his head. " You should be a lot earlier. I will not tolerate laziness and lateness in my country. " I nodded in response, even though he wasn't looking out the window. " Let us head now to the airport. " and then the car rolled away.
Inside the airplane, -that's what he wanted me to call him from now on-told me to discipline myself, he also told me about how he knows about me using the frying pan to defend myself and hit people with it. I just agreed with all of it. I didn't dare speak to him for the next few minutes. He keeps on using his cellphone to be updated on the latest news about the economy of his country. I stared out at the round window ( he preferred if he sits away from the window ), it was already night time. He said it only takes 1 hour and 40 minutes to get to Turkey from Hungary. I slumped my cheeks on the palms of my right hand, I was feeling drowsy, my eyelids were starting to droop, my head was beginning to feel heavy. My eyelids were drooping, I shook my head to keep myself awake, but found it hard. I finally let myself get consumed by my sleepiness.
As I followed to his house, I looked around. There were tress side-by-side, bushes neatly placed in front of the tress, the stone walk path was smooth, the lawn was plush and very green, there were tulips, bright yellow blooms, Galanthus, and Paeonia turcica neatly scattered everywhere, the house was huge. It was magnificent. It is made out of concrete painted cream, the borders of the roof was color brown outlined in white paint, the windows were huge and square and the panels were made out of mahogany, the door was made out of oak. Straight ahead, the stone pathway formed into a circle, in the center, there was a fountain. The water was crystal clear, it shined under the sun. He opened the door, then his servants greeted him all merrily. He acknowledge them by bowing his head slightly. I felt their gaze rest upon me. I smiled at each of them awkwardly. As we got to the " Servants Quarters " section of the house, he opened a door at the end of a long hallway. He opened the door and said " This is your room from now on "
I looked at myself in front of the full-length mirror. My hair was tied in a tight bun, I was wearing a very formal black and white maid dress, I was wearing flat leather shoes, I was also wearing knee-high black socks.I straightened my skirt. I wasn't used to wearing this kind of dress. I missed my green and white maid dress, I was much comfortable with that one. But I have to get used to all of these new things. I heard a bell ring, signaling all of the servants to the meeting area. My new life begins I thought aloud to myself.
Prussia's POV
I walked down an isle searching for the perfect gift for Elizaveta. I racked my brain on what she would like best. I have already spent hours in this gift shop, and I still haven't found out what to give her! This is isn't going to be very easy. I went to another isle. On the previous one, there were a lot of different types of necklaces, but found it hard to choose one. In this new isle, there were different types of bracelets. There were sports bracelets, charm bracelets, slap bracelets, beaded bracelets and other more. On the top row, there were sports bracelets, on the second row was beaded bracelets, third row there were charm bracelets, fourth row there were slap bracelets, fifth row there were link bracelets. I scanned them thoroughly. When I reached the end of the long isle, I found what I was looking for. I squatted down to level myself at the fifth row. I found a heart-link bracelet placed inside of a black velvet box with a red cushion inside. I instantly knew it was the one. I picked it up and made my way to the counter. Once I was there, the cashier instantly took the box and closed it. Underneath the box, the cashier scanned the price tag, and it appeared on the screen of the monitor. The person working on the counter putted it in a red gift bag. I handed the cashier my money. The bracelet cost 20,000, but it was worth it for Hungary. I received no change because I gave the exact amount. I still have enough money left with me. I left the gift shop with a smile planted on my face.
I took a sip of my hot chocolate under a red and white umbrella sitting in a very comfortable chair. I stopped at a nearby cafe. Mission complete. Now the Awesome One no longer has worries. I have already bought the perfect gift for her. I placed the mug down and looked at it thoughtfully. I have no idea why actually. Maybe it's because I remember the time when Hungary got so cold when we went to America's winter party. I actually gave her my mug of hot chocolate, it worked...a little bit. Before I could stop myself, I already hugged her. I thought that she was going to pummel me to dust, but I was surprised when she hugged me back. It made her a lot warmer. It was one of my best memories with her. I couldn't forget it even if five years have already passed since that happened. I took a last sip of my drink then left with a stupid, big grin in my face that would make Elizaveta grab her frying pan and hit me with it. Like that could change anything for my love for her.
I opened the front door of West's house. When I walked in, the living room was still and quiet. West was busy with his job...baby sitting Veneziano. They both went to the park, but they never told when their going to come back. I slumped down on the sofa and placed the gift bag on the coffee table. I sighed a sigh of relief. I have already decided on what day I'm going to leave. Tomorrow, I will be making my journey from Germany to Hungary. All things are set: I have already bought a plane ticket to Hungary, packed my things, decided the day I'm going to leave and have already bought a gift for her. I looked up at the ceiling. My mouth and cheeks were starting to hurt because of the stupid grin that I couldn't wipe off my face for good. I just couldn't help but smile! I was so happy! I looked back down. I saw a sheaf of mails unopened on the coffee table. I picked them up and started scanning them. All mail for West, until I saw letter for me from Hungary. I immediately opened the envelope. I wonder what could be her message for me. My smile quickly faded when I have read the first sentence: "I have send you this letter to inform you that I have ran away." How could this be! Why did she have to run away so suddenly! I forced myself to read the next lines that followed.
"I cannot tell you yet why, because I still don't have the guts and courage to tell you so. I hope that you won't hate me for my sudden action. I hope that, somewhere in your heart, you will be able to forgive me. I hope that you won't forget. I hope that I will still be your best friend after this. I give you my best regards towards you.
Your friend
Hungary "
I dropped the letter and felt as if the world stopped. She ran away when I was about to visit her.
So yay! I have already finished the first chapter! Took so long to finish! But I am finally done! Just wait for the next chapter and the other chapters that will follow! LEAVE A REVIEW!