Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or the songs. I actually said it the ordinary way~ The song "Miracle!" belongs to Paramore.
Note: Word count is based on the drabble itself ---the song lyrics and the title doesn't count.
Warnings: None for this chapter. Only a little bit of angst and of course, some grammar mistakes.

1. Miracle! (329 words)

[I've gone for too long, living like I'm not alive/so I'm gonna start over tonight, beginning with you and I/when this memory fades, I'm gonna make sure it's replaced/with chances taken, hope embraced/and have I told you?]

The depression was suffocating; consuming her slowly from the inside. As her people suffered, she suffered even more. Her sleep was plagued with constant nightmares, turning the nights into a sleepless itch. But she never showed it to her people, much less other Nations. Not even England or France. She doesn't want to worry them. She wanted to be strong this time.

[I'm not going, 'cause I've been waiting for a miracle/and I'm not leaving/I won't let you, let you give up on a miracle/when it might save you]

"Seychelles." A soft-spoken voice called her, severed her grip from her train of thought. She turned around and found him there, standing under the moon's silvery light, looking so out of place. She realized that there are black bags under his eyes (they are more noticeable then her, concerning his pale skin. Europeans.), a proof that he couldn't sleep, too.

[We've learn to run from, anything uncomfortable/we've tied our pain below/and no one ever has to know/that inside, we're broken/I tried to patch things up again/to cut my tears and kill these fears/but have I told you, have I…]

"Hm?" She smiled at him, motioning him to sit beside her in the sand. He obeyed her, sitting down beside her awkwardly.

"What," He paused slightly, unsure about what to say next. "What are you doing here so late?"

"What are you doing?" She returned his question; the smile was still in her face.

"…I couldn't sleep." He admitted rather sheepishly, shifting his gaze to the ocean.

"Too hot for you or your mind cannot shut down?"

"…both."

She nodded in understanding, and silence came again.

"Iceland," His name felt strange in her tongue; felt so foreign and far away.

The male tilted his head towards her, baring his icy blue eyes into hers. Eyes are windows to the soul. And she felt like gazing deep down into his soul. There was pain there, and sadness. She, almost instantly, forgotten what she was about to say.

"I'm sorry, I forgot what I was about to say." She tried her best to shift her gaze, but she couldn't. Those eyes.

"…do you still believe in hope? For things to get better?" He asked her. She was still lost in his eyes.

"Yes, I do."

"…why?"

"I've been waiting for a miracle."

There was another pause, and he smiled.

[I've gone for too long, living like I'm not alive/so I'm gonna start over tonight, beginning with you and/I don't want to run from, anything uncomfortable/I just want, no, I just need this pain to end right here]

Next: Gilbert, are we even human?" Gilbert remembered all of his memory with Eliza. One of them sticks out. AU, cheesy ending (becuse of the word limit T.T).