HIS Voice
My very first Hetalia fanfic. Enjoy!
He stood at the top railing. This building was being built on the very spot HE had left. This was the last place he had saw HIM, as HE turned away, both of them crying silently with the declaration of both of their love, and knowing that the promise that still hung in the air would never be fulfilled.
Standing on the hilltop, HE was holding his hand out to him. "Join me."
He cried once again at the top of that tower, the tears lining his face. "I will."
He looked down to the ground several stories below him. He saw a few people pooling at the bottom of the building, some screaming, some talking on phones, some running in circles.
"I'll come back. I promise."
"You liar. You never came back. But it's okay. I'll be there soon."
"I've always loved you."
"And I, my lord. And I." he took a deep breath of the cool evening air, letting the breeze blow his hair back.
"Join me."
"Yes."
He walked to the end of the railing, looking down at the people below once more. The elevator up was gone.
"Italy."
The voice made him freeze. His eyes widened. 'That voice…' He turned his head to the other side of the railing, the side that the elevator was on. The light from the setting sun slowly began to fade, as he stared at a face he hadn't seen in so long.
"Holy….Roman…?"
HIS eyes widened a little at the name, but his face soon softened. HE walked over to Italy, enveloping him in a hug. "Don't do something this stupid. You could have died."
"Holy Roman!" Italy burst into tears and cried into HIS chest. "Holy Roman , you came back! They said you were dead, I thought you were dead. Holy Roman!"
Germany looked down at the sobbing Italy in his arms. "It's okay Italy. I'm here. It's okay. I'll never leave you again."
He picked Italy up, seeing that he no longer had the mental state to move, and carried him to the elevator.
'I've always loved you, Italy. I will never leave you again.'\
Tell me what you thought. Watch Axis Powers Hetalia if you do not get this.
-Kunai Blade
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