A/N: And I start. My first tradegy. Based off a vocaloid song. Oh god….I'm going to fail at this…..

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, Vocaloid, or the song Prisoner and Paper Airplanes. They belong to their respective owners. Crappity Crappy Picture made by me!

Warning: Do not read if you are sensitive toward Nazi Germany. And also toward Character Death.

Emil's PoV

…I feel pain. A whole lot of pain. The pain hurts so badly. Why is this pain hurting so much? Ugh…I hate my life right now…..I'm stuck in this….What was it called? Oh, yes…..a concentration camp. Ran by Nazis. And it's World War II. Oh, isn't my life fucking beautiful? I want to get out of here. I want to get out of this weird place….NOW.

I hate being stuck in here. I just want to leave. Why can't I leave? Because I'm a prisoner. And….prisoners cannot leave. I wish to leave. I wish to be free. But….I don't think that's happening soon…I'm all alone….

My brother…..

Died.

He's not there anymore. He's no longer a shoulder to lean on. Because he's dead. I'd rather die with him, rather than being here.

He died.

How did he die again?

I want to know. Why did he die?

I didn't want him to die!

I loved him. He was the best brother in the world. But all I was…I just was always a jerk to him…..Not knowing that he'll sacrifice his life….just for mines…..

He got shot by an officer. I was with him, and I was taken to the camp. The camp that I'm going to spend the rest of my life, right here.

And…my father and mother…..

Well, they also died.

THAT WORD.

DIED.

It's haunting me I can't stand it. It's haunting me, since I know that I'm going to die next.

And I'm Prisoner 420 away from life. What's my true name? It is Emil Steilsson. But I'm just known as Prisoner 420.

….I always loved my life. Before all of this….It was…..just….all happier before. Now….

I think I'm stuck in a loop.

Of death.

I don't know what to do. I don't know what to think…..I don't know anything.

I….just want to cry. I want to cry.

Can't I just cry?

…Wait, who's there? Is that a girl? She…..looks beautiful. I want to see her. I want to talk to her. WHY CAN'T I SEE HER?

Is it wrong?

Yes, it is very wrong.

…Eh?

She's…..waving at me.

I smiled at her, and waved at her back. A frown appeared on my face when I heard those stupid German words.

I want to stay with her. I'll do anything. Just to stay with her.

Well, I'll just stay with her until I die. Life would be much better.

She's really fascinating; I hope to see her again. Hopefully she'll be on the other side of the fence. I wish that she'll be there. I hope that she'll be here. I think I know that she would be there…..I can promise myself that. I know it…I just know it.

I will see her again. I know it.

Lilli's PoV

The air feels nice. Hm…..I wish that my brother always let me out, though. It's nice to finally come outside. Out of the hospital…..

I'm very sick, but….I feel strong enough. I know that I'll make it through. Or if I can at least live the fullest of my life, rather than being chained to the Hospital Bed all of the time. It's nice to actually take the time to smell the fresh air. Hmmm?

What is that?

Oh, it's a barbed wire fence! I wonder what's on the other side…..Hm…Can anyone tell me what's on the other side?

Pfft. Screw that. I'll just look for myself.

My brother always used to be neutral. And he was always keen on being neutral, but…he went to the other side. Just to save me.

All because he wanted to save my life.

I'm very grateful for that, but…I still want to live life to the fullest. I don't care if I die in a few weeks, I'm just glad that I can go outside.

I walked toward the fence, and…

I saw a boy on the other side…Who is he?

I read that his number was, 'Prisoner 420.' I wonder what's that about…..He can't be in jail!

He looks too innocent for that. I think he is a really nice person.

Well…Hm…My brother told me that he ran this camp….

Oh…..It's the concentration camp….that my brother works at.

I feel really bad for that boy on the other side…..I want him to smile. And maybe he'll be happy.

I know that I'll be happy. And he will, also. Can I talk to him? I want to talk to him. Maybe he'll talk to me?

I hope so.

I think he'll talk to me. Because I'm very sure that I'm going to talk to him. I smiled, and waved to him.

He slightly smiled and wave back.

Now I am sure that I want to speak to him. Or even read his thoughts. I wish I can read thoughts, now…..

That'll be pretty cool.

I waved goodbye to him, and he waved 'bye' back. He is very polite.

How did he end up here?

Ah, well…I suppose that isn't a question for me to ask. I don't mind at all.

Emil's PoV

I snuck in to the main leader's office. That was pretty easy. I quickly snuck out with paper and pens in my hand.

Because I'm going to write her a letter. And…..I'm going to just hope that she will reply. I'll be really happy if she did. I hope she does. I want her to.

I walked toward the fence, and smiled at the girl on the other side. Yes! She's there! Now, I can throw it over…..

I took the paper, folded it into an airplane and quietly threw it over on the other side. Hopefully, no one saw me…

I stared at her, hoping that she got it. I saw her smile, and opened it up. She read it, with that beautiful smile still on her face, and she turned away…

Wait…what? What is she doing? Maybe she's getting paper, right? I think she is, at least…..Is she?

I bet she is…I'll just wait for her. I'll sit here. Waiting.

"Hey!"

My head snapped to where the voice came from. I saw a boy with blonde hair. He has a big smile on his face, but….

WHY THE HELL DOES HE HAVE A BIG SMILE ON HIS FACE?

This place….it's hell….seriously….I want to get out of here.

So I just glared at him.

"What the hell do you want?" I said, raising my eyebrow slightly. I can see that overly annoying smile on his face. He looks like, 14 or something. Why is he so positive over this? God…..

Ugh. Who is this kid?

"I just wanted to talk to you!" He exclaimed, waving his arms around. Eh. He was probably trying to cheer me up. I wasn't falling for it. I still know that I live in living hell.

But…..that girl makes my life….better. She manages to bring a smile to my face, now. I'm grateful for that. I want to know her name. I think she's wonderful.

"Well, hey! What's your name? I'm Peter!" Peter shouted gleefully, I rolled my eyes at him. Why is he so positive….I mean, seriously…

"Emil…" I mumbled quietly….My name was stupid, but…..it's better than being called prisoner 420 all of the time.

The young boy nodded, taking in my name. He smiled and started to fire a bunch of questions at me….I answered them unenthusiastically, until he asked me about the girl.

"Hey, is that girl your girlfriend or something?" Peter asked, pointing at the girl over at the fence. She was smiling at me, innocently as always…

WAIT. She must be giving me letter!
"Eh? HOLD THAT THOUGHT. I'll be right back, please wait!" I exclaimed, running over toward the fence. I saw her smiling face, and she had a bunch of paper in her hand, and a pencil in the other. I'm just glad that I stole a hell whole lot from the office….

Maybe we can just sit here…and exchange letters…..

That'll make me feel a whole lot better.

She stood up, and threw her paper airplane over the window. I caught it, and unfolded it. I smiled at what it read on the inside.

This is what I wrote to her:

Hallo. I'm…the boy from the other side of the fence. I want to know, what are you doing around here? You seem really nice. I want to know a lot more about you….But, I'll tell you my name! It's Emil Steilsson. How about you?

And…my favorite color is dark blue; do you have a favorite color?

Bye for now,

Emil.

I guess I sounded a little too pushy on the letter….

Here's her letter to me:

Ah, hello! Good day to you, Emil! I live around here, Emil. Oh, and my name is Lilli. Nice to meet you!

Yes, I do have a favorite color. It's pink. Isn't it such a lovely color? Well, just so you know…I'll be outside here. Every day. I'll exchange letters with you, I assure you. You seem like a very friendly person, also.

I would like to get to know you more, as well.

Sincerely,

Lilli.

I smiled for the first real time in my life.

I got my pencil that I stole from the directors, and took out the paper. Little did I know, I was grinning really wide as I was writing the letters toward…..Lilli.

She is really nice. But….now….

It makes me really want to meet her.

But….how can I meet her?

Well, I suppose writing letters to each other is perfectly fine, for now…..

Lilli's PoV

Ah, he sent a letter. To be honest, I'm having a whole lot fun with this. Emil is really nice…..

I wonder how Big Bruder even got him into this prison. I want to know. What are his motives?

Ah, well….I think that Emil is in there….because of a mistake.

I even read the number etched on his arm.

He's Prisoner 420.

I don't think he should be in there. But, at least he's smiling now…

I quickly wrote a note, telling him that I had to go home. He replied, "Okay" back, and I waved to him.

He waved back.

Little does he know, I'm not even going back to my house.

I'm going to sneak back into the hospital.

I really like visiting him. Even though it means sneaking out. I hope they didn't notice my disappearance.

I'll be in big trouble if they did.

Well, anyways…..

I snuck back into the hospital doors, sneaking past most of the hospital staff. I sighed in relief to know that my room remained untouched.

Surprisingly, that actually worked. I'm very glad for that.

I'm not going to let my illness get in the way of visiting Emil. He's….the best thing that ever happened to me…

Whenever I read his letters, I blush slightly. He just sounds really nice.

…What is that f-feeling?

Ah, well…I suppose I'll see him tomorrow. For now, I think I should go to sleep.

Maybe I'll see him outside of the fence. And I'll be able to meet him in person…

But still, why am I still blushing from his words?

A/N: GOD. I FEEL SO BAD FOR WRITING THIS…..This is a tragedy….I'll link you to the songs I based these off from…..Oh, and I'm making this multi-chapter.

And the bolded-italic words have no meaning. I just felt like bolding-italic-ing them. I just had to. Sorry.

Do you have any suggestions for any other Vocaloid song I should do with Hetalia characters?

And don't say story of evil. That's tooo overdone. *Rolls eyes.*

Prisoner by Kagamine Len- watch?v=JCkByKskziw

Paper Plane by Kagamine Rin and Len- watch?v=LfPKTzq0LRM

And….yeah..just copy and paste those after youtube.

*Sob.* I promise you, you WILL cry during watching these.

Actually, I didn't cry. Whatever.

So yeah. I'll go update my blogs now. Just so you guys can know that I know how to write real stories.