Germany was wrapping his arms around his older brother's shoulders tightly. He burried his head in his silver hair, tears rolling on his cheeks.
Prussia couldn't stop crying. He didn't even speak. He was just to happy to see him.
He finally managed to pronounce a few words.
"Don't let go. Bitte."
"Never."
All around them, dust, broken wall pieces. Tears.
People would just pass naturally to the western side, smiling and crying.
But Prussia would stay where he was, standing on the top of the wall, crying uncontrollably.
"Are you really wanting to stay over that wall?", simply asked Germany.
"I-I'm afraid."
He gently striked his hair.
"Afraid of what?"
Prussia sobbed again.
"I..."
He couldn't say it. It was too awful. It would ruin everything. But still...
"I-It's okay...If you don't want to..."
Prussia breathed deeply.
"What if...I-I disappeared".
He buried his head deeply in Germany's shoulder. He didn't want to see his reaction.
Germany felt like someone just stabbed him in the chest. He tightened his grip on Prussia.
"I'm not going to let that happen."
"B-But, now Germany is an unified country, I'm not...needed a-anymore..."
Tears stopped falling momentarily, and then started again flowing like waterfalls flooding his face.
"No! T-That's not true! I-I..."
He vainly tried to wipe his tears away, and lifted Prussia's head.
"I need you."
Prussia now took Germany in his arms. It was his time to have his brother there for him. To have a shoulder to cry on.
It may be the last time.
So this thing is so really freaking short, woah, hey wo.
Anyway. I love writing about the Berlin Wall.
I plan to keep this fic as a one-shot, but if I feel like it, I may turn it into a two-shot, I'm still not sure.
So anyway, I hope you enjoyed this micro fanfic!