"One day..you're going to grow up. And you're going to leave me. I've taught you well, so I know you'll be fine...but I can't help but be upset that one day..you're not going to need me anymore.." The older male spoke up from the silence that had over come the two, his voice soft. The country of Prussia.
"One day... I'm going to be big and strong like you, right bruder?" The small boy looked up into the crimson eyes of the older, smiling.
"Right.." Gilbert, as he was called, said with a soft smile.
"Well...then...maybe one day I'll save you, and I can prove you wont need to worry about me! But...I'm always going to need my big bruder..." The younger gave a grin, something very rare to see. This was Ludwig..his little brother. He was independent, but Gilbert couldn't help but worry as he was still so small.
"Maybe... But right now...it's my job to keep you safe, right?" The soft smile now becoming forced, he picked the younger off of his lap.
"Right!" Ludwig exclaimed, snuggling into his older brother.
The sad thing is... That day did come. The fall of Prussia left Ludwig's once heroic brother in ruins. He was afraid...and he could no longer protect his younger brother. There was a day when the newest country came into play, Germany. The day where Gilbert finally saw his 'bruder' grow up to be the big, strong man he wanted to be.
The day he met his hero.