AN: Whoa guys, I just watched this video in Youtube (which was not related to Hetalia at all), but this still came out. I got inspired by some "misheard" lyrics as well, but looks like it turned out for the better here. It should be noted that Holy Rome still thought that Chibitalia is a girl. I hope you'd enjoy this story, and leave your comments/reviews so I may improve.

This is my second collab with my cousin. ALEEXX

Thank you very much! :D

Was looking at her everday worth it? Was the heartbreak even worth it?

He had a feeling he would be leaving Chibitalia soon. The wars were getting more serious, and each nation was becoming more territorial. His nation being one of them was not helping a bit. Why did he have to persist? Keep visiting her everyday like some rabid stalker? If he could only keep himself from her, they'd be spared from the heartbreak that was bound to come.

HRE's P.O.V.

As the ship was moving along the high tides of the ocean, HRE was brushing the deck with a pushbroom. He would get angry everytime one of the crew would volunteer to do it. 'The leader has more important things to do,' they would say. 'Like planning how to win this war.' Nevertheless he could not be budged to do so, and everyone just left him alone.

Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

Left and right, right and left, left and right.

This was a repeating pattern that HRE tried to do with the broom. It felt pretty useless in his hands but it was all he had left of her. Looking back, he saw that most of the crew were either at their job or dozing off. It was probably close to midnight, which would also explain his tiredness. He thought of retiring to his cabin, and the soft pillows that awaited there made his legs shake a bit.

Opening the window, the moon was shining pretty brightly. He couldn't believe that it was the same moon that showed itself to the Austrian sky. Until now, it had never looked so...alone.

Up in the evening sky HRE saw the shooting star.

"Please let me survive the war," he thought. "Let me go back to Chibitalia, please keep her safe, please let me go back to her, please…"

Above, the shooting star only regarded the wish.

"I wish I could help you there…but I'm only a shooting star. Not a miracle worker."

Chibitalia's P.O.V.

Chibitalia looked outside the window. He had Miss Hungary help him, and she ever so sweetly gave him a chair so he could see the view outside better.

"Oh dear," he thought. "I wonder how long Holy Rome is going to be away now…" Staring at his tiny hands, he fervently clasped them together and prayed.

"Please make him safe, please make him safe, please make him safe…"

At this point, the ship that Holy Rome boarded on had already arrived at its destination. As they reached the port, HRE began to wonder if the wish would be ever granted. Miles away, Italy thought that it would definitely come true.

And well….the truth is that it would.

Only the wish would be delayed. HRE and Chibitalia would not see each other for what would feel like an eternity.

The same star hovered above the night sky. Two human nations, two wishes, and one star under the same sky.

I just had to imply GerIta! I know it's (sort of) mainstream and that there are "way more better" couples like Germany and Prussia ((ahem)) and Italy and Japan. Of course, I'm just showing my bias here as a GerIta supporter (nyaah but a friend is trying to get me to ship Germany and Japan). Ok well, if you would please leave a review! :)