A/N: Based off the English translation for Suigintou no Yoru by Noriaki Sugiyama.
Wow, it's been a while. HEY THERE.
This is my first songfic, reviews would be very appreciated. :D
I don't own Hetalia~
On that night that I was out in the bare street
It was Spring, the flower petals made me sneeze a bit
I was with a crowd, everyone was so happy, everyone joking around like idiots
We were probably drunk, I still can't remember
I saw a figure standing out by itself, away from this crowd
That person looked admirable
Was it you?
Or was it just my drunken imagination?
The light of the mercury lamp that emerges in the night streets
Even if I don't have tears, it still somehow runs down
Reaching for your hand, I hear your voice call from behind me
Weren't you just in front of me? This game is no fun
Reaching out, it doesn't work at all
I've learned this the hard way, haven' t I?
I remember the days when I didn't know you
You know, I was kind of lonely then too
Sailing the Seven Seas, trying to raise a child that I should have never bothered with
Those things only made me happy for limited amounts of time
I wanted something that lasted forever
My black shadow that hides in the night streets
Even if I don't have any sympathy, somehow my walking pace is fast
This type of thing doesn't make that much sense to someone like me.
Sometimes I think you'll be in the other room, trying to learn English like always
"Insulting America together will be great!"
It's okay if you have an accent, it makes me laugh
Of course it's funny
I'll close my eyes and you'll be there when I open them, right?
I came to you beaten up, crying
You let me in
"I'm sorry I'm such a wuss" I choked as you fixed bandages on my bloody fingers
"It's fine."
...?
"You'd do the same thing for me, wouldn't you?"
A bitter smile spread across my face by accident
Yeah, I would, wouldn't I?
Having a friend is sort of nice.
On my back there's one more scent of tears
That follows me, that follows me
That follows me, that follows me
The first time you came to me with a problem
I was so happy
Not because you were sad, but because it had been me you trusted enough
Why are you crying?
No, that's not right. I think you're right.
Don't listen to them!
I don't like that idea very much.
No...
Stop, take it back
"Let's pretend I hadn't said that," I scoffed like always.
You could only smile
That smile that was meant for someone special
That shouldn't have been meant for me
Haha... I still remember the flutter of my heart
The flutter that should have never existed
On my back is the single hesitation of my heart
That flees, that I go after
That flees, that goes right past me
Are you sure about this?
Make up your mind.
It doesn't matter what your boss says
Won't we both be at an advantage?
"It's for my sake not yours!" I yelled, feeling sort of embarrassed
"If that's the case...--"
"I didn't mean it like that" I quickly sputtered
Of course I like being your friend
That type of thing is--
Ah. I see.
This is hard for me too, you realize?
We're all kind of selfish, so please stop crying
Please stop crying
My ears still sort of ring when I remember the first time you called me by name
"Arthur"
Huh?
"Why is your name so strange?"
"Kiku is not a normal name either"
"I suppose we're both sort of strange then"
"Yeah, I guess"
Mumbling, I try your type of food
It's good
Suddenly I feel depressed
"I'm sorry about your food," you carefully say
I accidentally laughed
You are pretty strange, you know that?
One, two, the shadows combine
and stabs me through the heart
I see you being cheerful with neighborhood children as I walk up the street to my home
"I didn't mean to see you here," I said coldly
I hadn't thought before I spoke, but it's just as well.
You shooed the children away
"Perhaps you should have taken the other root."
That look you gave me was kind of hurtful, can't you just say "Go away"?
"This way is quicker."
I tried to leave and walked passed you, our shoulders brushing against each other's
"Hey,"
What is it? I'm listening.
"Thanks for everything."
I have this embarrassing feeling that you heard my whispered words
"Yeah," I finally managed
I'm going to pretend I hadn't heard you though, okay?
Your footsteps were slow as you turned around, you were in no hurry to leave me
You wanted to talk for a bit, right?
But
I ran
The two shadows that merge together
In the evening of the mercury lamp
Seeing you now, I don't even make eye contact
Maybe one day, right?
"Good afternoon."
You had a stack of books in your hand, I would have liked to help, you know?
Those types of things...
Later, I saw you late in the evening
On that same bare road I had first seen you in
Both times were coincidences, I'm sure now that I think about it
'Destiny doesn't seem to ever favor the English', I thought to myself, lying as usual
Our shadows touch as we pass each other on opposite sides of the road, going our separate ways
In the evening of the mercury lamp.