-Why... Why you run away from me...?-

*Accept it. They're all afraid of you. You'll never find someone who loves you. Someone who wants to be with you. Your existence will be solitary. Your-...*

-S-shut up!- screams the Russian, he runs away, without knowing were to go in his effort to escape from that voice, the voice of Winter, the voice of truth... Or at least of what he knew (and thought) to be the truth.

-China... You love me, da?-
No answer, just a cold stare.
A bitter smile, tremendous blows. If he doesn't love him, he' will suffer.

-B-big sister... W-why...?-
-Vanya, I... I feel that I'm strong enough to go on on my own, now. Thanks for everything.-

Tears of sadness.

-Sister... You too?-
-Brother, you know I wouldn't want to do it, but I can't leave our sister alone. I'll keep an eye on her for you. I'll be back.-

Tears of loneliness.

-You... Why? Traitors!-
-R-Russia-sama...!-

Blood.

Betrayal, loneliness, sufferance...

WWII. The terrible Russian power, which terrifies the world.

-Пруссия, you...-
-S-STAY AWAY FROM ME!-

Terror.
Closure.
Hatred.

Then...

-Aren't you afraid of me?-
-Ah! I can't be afraid of you. I'm the hero!-

Someone who wouldn't run away. Finally, someone without fear. Finally, someone who can love him. Who can stay with him. Forever.

-America... Do you love me?-
-If you don't act like a crazy sadist communist... Maybe.-
-Спасибо.-


Пруссия - Prussiya (Prussia)

Спасибо - Spaziba (Thank you)

I hope you liked this! :3 See you soon~

~Pankeiko