I don't own Hetalia. I never will own Hetalia. I'm just borrowing the Characters.
Okay I swear someone else put these thoughts into my head. . reviews will mean me putting up the rest of the story.
Obviously takes place starting at the fall of the Berlin wall, kinda time jumps from there. Gaps are ranging anywhere from a few hours to a few months. Hopefully it's not to confusing to figure out.
Russia watched from a distance as the brothers embraced. He was sad that his little east had escaped him. But he would be back, and that thought was the only thing that comforted him. Russia's eyes slowly shut before he heard Germany's yell. It's distress causing it to ring louder than the other joyous sounds. Yes, his little east would be back, but he would have to be more careful in naming him this time. He would have to be called something not so easily reclaimed by his bother. "I only want you to live Prussia~"
~oOo~
Germany paced restlessly outside the hospital. He had been pacing in the waiting room until a nurse asked him to go outside as his actions were disrupting others. It wasn't like he had been the only once pacing… but he understood. There was probably something a little scary about someone his size pacing and growling… just maybe, if the look on Italy's face was anything to go by.
What Germany really wished to do was go to Russia's house and punch the man's lights out. His brother's current state could be contributed to that…that creature. The blond had been looking forward to the day when he would see his brother again for years. Long before that long went up, Germany was pretty sure he had been waiting for Prussia's return since the day he had been dragged off by Russia. He knew the only reason the other went quietly was to protect him. Everything his idiot brother did was for him. Germany growled again turning on his heel and walking back the direction he had come.
~oOo~
"Simple there is only one Germany. We abolished the state of Prussia years ago. He cannot survive if he doesn't exist" Germany wanted to strangle England for sounding so calm about the situation. Prussia was still in the hospital barely alive the human doctors unable to figure out what was exactly wrong with him or explain exactly why he was still remotely alive. There had been talks of 'pulling the plug' but Prussia still breathed on his own.
"He's East Germany," Germany replied instead his voice barely remaining calm. He didn't feel it necessary to point out to England of all people how a nation could exist with two parts. One only had to look at North and South Italy.
"Only as long as people identify themselves as such, your people are eager to move on. I'm sorry Germany I really am," England said standing. Germany had asked him to come over for the afternoon. He had said he had questions, and England knowing this was coming had accepted. Still all the preparation in the world didn't help the distraught look on Germany's face from affecting him. "Look, if I know your brother he'll find a way to bounce back. Just give it time"
~oOo~
The nurses nodded politely to him as he passed. They were more than use to his presence after all these months. Germany paused outside the hospital door hearing another voice come from the room. He couldn't help but smile as another interrupted it. He was glad these two visited his brother frequently. Shaking his head Germany entered to see France and Spain sitting there each trying to tell the story at the same time. From what he could tell it involved Austria's piano, Germany was sure the prank was pulled in his brother's honor.
"Hola Germany," Spain said being the first one to spot him. The southern nation stood patting his unconscious friend on the arm, "Well it seems it's time for us to go, we'll see you again soon," he said. France stood as well giving similar farewell remarks and promising Prussia to make an attempt at Austria's vital regions for old time's sake.
Germany sat after the other two had left. He pulled out a small book though for once not opening it right away. It had become a daily occurrence for him to come to the hospital and read another chapter or two from a book. The books varied, from military strategy, to history, to fiction, shoot Germany had read aloud from an engineer's manual. Anything and everything Germany could think of that would interest his brother. He looked at the stuffed animals that had been given by others in their well wishes. But what held his attention was a vase filled with fresh flowers.
Fresh sunflowers. Germany placed the book by his brother's unmoving hand and stood to read the card attached. "Soon my little one," he read aloud. Germany glanced at his brother then picked up the vase and went into the bathroom. He dumped the flowers into the toilet throwing the vase in afterward happy to see it shatter. He would not let Russia have his bother again; it was Prussia's turn to be protected.
~oOo~
Russia was sad; more of his family was leaving him. But he couldn't do anything about it, so he had to sit and watch them leave. His home was so empty now. They would be back one day, and they would bring friends. Then they would all live happily~
He would get one back though. The one he never managed fully to break. Russia smiled; he knew exactly what he would be called this time. Maybe Lithuania had seen his need for that one back perhaps that was why he let Russia keep that area. The area that contained Prussia's heart. Sure his little one would be different, there was hardly any German left in that area, but that was okay. Russia stood, he should visit, let him know they were that much closer to being together again.
That much closer to when he could see those beautiful red eyes. Red like blood he liked to spill, like the flag Russia once flew.
~oOo~
Germany stopped staring at the Russian leaving the Berlin hospital. He wasn't sure if he wished to confront or ignore the man. Instead he just stood there watching, the book he brought for today clutched tightly in his hand.
Russia smiled and waved to Germany. It was sweet of him to visit his brother. But he should know soon the silver haired one would be back in Russia's care. It was healthier for him that way. But he would allow Germany visiting rights this time, he had learned from that mistake. His little one got quite worked up when he couldn't see his brother.
~oOo~
Germany stood in the doorway to his brother's room in amazement. His brother was awake. Or at least more awake than he had been in months. Germany wished to call for a nurse, to ask why he had not been informed of this. But on the other hand he didn't want to waste however long he had with his conscious brother talking to someone else. Quickly he walked over to the bed pulling the chair close unsure what to say suddenly. Ruby eyes blinked at him and suddenly Germany found himself crying. Prussia, East, his brother was going to be alright, he knew it.
~oOo~
There were a few names his brother would respond to, some of them had to be repeated before he'd actually respond but it was progress. Germany couldn't help but notice his brother's recovery went faster after one of Russia's visits. He wasn't sure if he could ever fully forgive the man for what he had done, but he seemed to be making amends now. Or was trying to. Germany could tell though as well that Prussia was never happy after the visits.
It had been over a year since he had been united with his brother. Over a year of worrying if Prussia was actually going to make it. But he was getting stronger, slowly but Germany was happy to prove England wrong. He was Germany, West Germany. He had no problem being half of his nation as long as it kept his brother alive and with him.
"So when do I get to go home?" Germany smiled at the scratchy voice. He ran a hand though the messy locks of the man still too weak to do much.
"Soon bruder"
~oOo~
Prussia smiled looking about his brother's place. Or as West had put it, their place. Still he knew this wasn't his home, some part of him wasn't agreeing. For his brother benefit he shoved away the feeling and explored the place. It wasn't large, not like some of the places he had lived in, but Germany had certainly left his mark on the place.
Speaking of which said nation was following him but a few steps behind. He could feel the concern radiating off the other. Sure he wasn't up to hundred percent didn't mean he'd collapse. Okay it might, but damn it if he was going to be carried though a house. "I like it west, but I'd like it more with a beer in my hand" he said grinning back at his brother before returning to the living room.
Sure enough he was told he couldn't have a beer, he rolled his eyes and was about to whine about it when the floor rushed up to greet him. Okay, maybe that had been a bit too much physical exertion for just getting out of the hospital.
~oOo~
Russia's hand tightened around the flowers he was holding. He just nodded smiling at the nurse. Of course his little one would be released into the care of his brother. It only made sense. He wished to wring the nurse's neck right now instead he turned still smiling and left. He never noticed the nurse sit down holding her heart realizing she had been seconds away from death.
His little one was farther from him now. But Russia had his place all set up. He couldn't be trusted with his own government, but he would understand. His little one was set in the past, just look how he had failed as East Germany.
Russia returned to his car carefully laying the crushed sunflowers in the passenger seat. Perhaps he should talk to the younger one about this. Germany, as young as he was, probably didn't realize his brother didn't belong with him anymore. He would have to be convinced, his little one knew but wouldn't deny his brother anything. Decided that he would talk to Germany Russia floored it heading towards Germany's home.
A/N: and please leave reviews- I don't care if you make demands, tell me that this is over done, or just put a bunch of dots, it's heart warming to see SOMETHING