AN: Hello readers! This is my one-shot take, on a verse where HRE is alive but not Germany, also Italy is a girl in this fic. I'm new to the whole writing thing so don't be mean . anyway, this was just a product of a boring afternoon with access to the internet.
Disclaimer: This author does not in any form or manner own the manga, Hetalia Axis Powers.
His Watchful Eyes
'I still love her,' he thought. 'even though hundreds of years have passed.'
"Italia, my most beloved," the Holy Roman Empire mused aloud. "my Felicia."
You must be wondering why and how is it possible that the Holy Roman Empire is still alive.
Yes, he is still very much alive, although he is not at all well. Just like his bruder Prussia, who did not allow himself to disappear when he was dissolved, Holy Rome did not vanish.
Instead he waits patiently, bidding his time and watching her.
He waits for a single moment, where he could deem himself presentable enough to return to her. Even then, he would return only when Italy herself was in grave danger and his younger bruder Germany, or any other nation could not come to her aid.
'I have been watching her, yet she knows not of my presence.' he thought.
Certainly, he has been watching her, unobtrusively from afar. Undoubtedly, the times during the war were both agitating and relaxing to the former empire. He was, of course deathly afraid of the numerous opportunities by which the Allied Powers could have had captured Felicia. Yet, he also enjoys the times when the Axis are training, and he both loves and dreads the moments when he sees his bruder puzzling over Felicia's overly affectionate gestures.
'Yet she remembers me, and loves me still.' Indeed, Italy has 'for how could she have otherwise refused Germany's proposal?' It still warms his heart when he remembers Italy saying that he was her first love, and he also knows that there could have never been another but him.
It can be said by a blind man that the Holy Roman Empire was jealous of the interactions between Felicia and Ludwig. How could he not, for Felicia still had that childish innocence and naivety and only made her all the more alluring and adorable to the two descendants of Germania. He was both angered and envious, for he thought that it was he, who should have been the one she went to. He should have been the one to protect her!
'I used to be one of the most powerful empires in the world!' he thought bitterly. 'I used to be the one she smiled at like that! I was the one she loved' he lamented.
He became agitated, yet he also knew, that while the personification of an empire was powerful, the personification of a former empire without a land was useless in a war.
'I may just become a burden to them.' He thought tiredly
So, gradually he starts accepting his lot, he sees his former territories grow stronger as nations, and he wistfully thinks of the time they belonged to him. But he contents himself with memories of the time in Austria's home, and at the very least, he is satisfied that he alone was Felicia's first love.
"Bruderlien," he said aloud "take care of her for me, treat her as your treasure, and guard her carefully."
He will forever more love her, yet now that he is incapable of protecting her, he hopes that his bruder in his stead will protect her.
AN: I apologize for any and all errors I have made in this fic. Constructive criticisms are allowed and are most happily welcomed, flames are not. Also, for those who thought reading this was a waste of time, (or those who thought I sounded like a snob) I apologize. (_ _)
R&R please (8D)