He gasped sharply as another spasm rocked through his body. Why had no one come for him, was he to die all alone? He just wished that his brother would have come at least, but then again, his brother probably didn't even realize what was going on. He craned his neck to look around, as another spasm rocked through his body.

"A..Ahh that hurts" he muttered out loud "n…not even Gilbird is around…was I that bad of an owner?" He coughed up a bit of blood and leaned back against the tree. "Come-on Gilbert you're too awesome to die like this" he said, his eyes losing their focus. Several people's faces flashed through his head and he sighed, moving his shaky hand to run through his hair.

'West, I'm sorry I wasn't a better brother to you….and I know you hate me for everything, I hope you can strive to become an even awesomer country then I was' he paused in his thinking looking up at the sky and the setting sun. 'Roddy, I….. Well what can I say to you…? You dealt with idiot me and that's more than enough' He laughed lightly and looked down around himself, he saw the blood creeping into the grass, turning what was once green and lush into brown and barren. Would this spread all throughout his Country now that he was dying? 'Matthew, I love your syrup and pancakes and wish I had a big stack of them right now, you got me addicted to the stuff' he smiled lightly. 'Ahh Francis and Antonio guess you're going to have to be a duo now' He paused to cough up more blood.

After a while he had finished saying his goodbyes to everyone, well except one person. He smiled brightly as he thought of her face. 'Elizabeta…I never got a chance to tell you how I really felt' he closed his eyes feeling more spasms rock through his body.

"F…fuck" Gilbert said out loud "That hurts….so bad" 'Elizabeta…..I wish I could see you one last time, even if you hit me on the head with your damn frying pan' he smiled again and imagined her voice calling out to him, and then again. He opened his eyes slightly realizing that it wasn't his imagination that voice was real.

"Gilbert, Gilbert where are you!" Elizabeta shouted a small yellow bird on her shoulder cheeping away at her. She then noticed the albino man slumped against a tree and rushed over to him kneeling down. She ignored the blood stains that were getting on her dress. "Gilbert….Gil are you going to be…ok?" She asked placing a soft hand on the silver haired man's forehead.

"I will be now that you're here" he said lightly looking up at her. He smiled when he saw the small yellow fluff on her shoulder. "Gilbird! Did you go tell her for me?" When he heard the cheep in response he smiled. "Lizzy I'm glad…." He paused to cough up more blood. "I'm glad you're here…..I…..I wanted to tell you….that you're awesome and…" He paused as a few more spasms rocked his body "Ich….Ich liebe dich"He reached his gloved hand up to touch her face but it never made it there.