This is for my Prussia... Not really mine, but my RPing buddeh... She has an account called Prusscious. So if you couls check it out, that would be awesome.

~C~H~A~R~L~I~E~~T~H~E~~U~N~I~C~O~R~N~

I wish that you didn't have to leave, and if you did, that you would secretly come back and say "Just kidding, Piano man!" like you do. I wish that you were a country again, even if that did mean that I would have to give up some of my land. Atleast we would be able to see each other. Now, you're always at Italy's house messing around with him and your brother. Can't you see what I'm trying to say? That you aren't just a nuisance or a moron or a maniac or a thick-headed, wurst-eating, German-speaking, non-existing country. No. You're my nuisance, my moron, my maniac, and thick-headed, wurst-eating, German-speaking, non-existing country.

"I'm going to go to West's house."

"How long are you going to be out?"

"I don't know. I'll text you when I'm coming home."

"Of course you will..." I wish that you would see that I don't want you to go, whether it be for war, or just to go to your brother's house. I wish that you could see that I want to spend time with you, not my piano or with Hungary. You're all I need in this sick world full of wars and countries. Can't you see that you are all I need?

"I'll be back."

"Where are you going?"

"To get some food for the bird."

"Where else?"

"I'll probably get wasted."

"Okay, then." The bird really is your life. Apart from drinking. And annoying me. And driving Hungary insane. And hanging out with Spain and France. And eating pancakes with what's-his-face. And looking at yourself in a mirror. And hanging out with your brother. And messing with Romano. And playing with Italy. And hitting on every girl. But, I'm getting off track. My life really is a screw up. I try to be the best at piano so you can see my talent and finally notice me. That's all my life is about.

You.

You, you, you, you, you. You control me without even knowing. Every single move is calculated because I want to be perfect for you.

"You're piano skills suck."

"I'd like to see you try."

"..."

"That's what I thought." You probably don't notice it, but since you said that my piano skills sucked, I worked all night, until I fell asleep or until my fingers bled. You probably don't notice it, but there's blood stains that I couldn't get off the piano for trying to hard. You probably don't notice it, but I've been skipping out on meals to practice. You probably don't notice it, but I broke every finger atleast twice practicing.

"Have you been losing weight?"

"No."

"It looks like it."

"I said I'm fine!"

"Okay, just asking. Jeez." I wish that you would keep asking for answers, not giving up until you had every answer in the world. I wish that you would give me food, trying to feed me, even though I pretended that I wasn't hungry. I wish that you would keep trying to feed me anyways, not giving up until you couldn't see my bones.

"Did you hear?"

"What?"

"That Birdie and I are getting married."

"Great." I wish you could see that the smile is forced. I wish you could see that I didn't want you saying that. I wish that you weren't getting married. I wish that it was you and me. I wish that you could see the way I feel. I wish you could see it.

I love you, Prussia.

~G~O~~P~R~U~C~A~N~

Yeah, it's kinda depressing bcuz I've been reading her fics and listening to depressing songs. First time doing PruAus... I fail... It's dedicated to Prusscious bcuz PruAus is her OTP, but I added some of my fav pairing in there. So, yeah. REVIEW! please?