This one is about the Holy Roman Empire and Vatican City. I picture them as brother sister. The song is Whispers In The Dark by Skillet. Not mine. I also DO NOT OWN HETALIA! Enjoy.
Despite the lies that your makin'
Your love is mine for the takin'
My love is just waitng to turn your tears to roses.
"Holy Roman, please don't do this!" She shook her head to get pesky blond curls out of her face. Then Vatican City looked up to her twin brother. She was shorter, had blonde curls, blue eyes, and a serious face. Now her face looked...dissapointed. Sad. Mad. And of course, serious. They were both teenagers, and extremely close. So it had surpised her when her brother just announced he would be off to war.
"Do what Vatican?" He looked down to his little sister, how her light colored eyebrows were pinched to the middle. They were close siblings, always have been, always will be, and he clearly could see the hurt and concern in her round, angel like face.
" My name is Vatican CITY, Holy Roman! You know I don't like it when you call me that. Or V.C! I have already told you, call me Vatican City or say nothing to me! You're leaving your little sister, and do you know how much Italy needs you? Have you thought about Italy at all?" Holy Roman thought of the little 'girl' in the maid's dress, always with a deck broom, around Austria or Hungary. (Vatican City knew he thought the N. Italy was a girl, she just thought it was cute, so she didn't bother to tell him.)
"Of course I have."
"Well, it doesn't seem like it. If you're doing this, I don't think you... you just...you're just selfish!" She yelled the last part. She was always so gental, in voice and action, and words. It was a surprise to him, and it was also a surpise to everybody who was in the house the twins shared, for she yelled so loud.
"The awsome me demands you two go to bed. Right. This. Second!" Vatican City got into the bed across from her brother's and whispered, "Think about it again, brother. Tell me if you are still going in the morning or not." She soon fell asleep, her older brothre soon after.
A/N: Oh. My. Grandpa. Rome! I am so stressed! School just started again today...and...and, excuse me for 1 second. *gose asks Lithuania for some of Latvia's anti-axintey pills- comes back, swallows* I HIGHLY believie that Liet and Estonia slip him anti-anxitey pills. And I really need some. I am just stressed, tired, and want to scream! Will i feel stressed if I become 1 with Mother Russia? :O Sorry this is so long, thank you for reading, and hoped you enjoyed it 3