Author's Note:

As some of you may know, this is a fic based off of a the vocaloid song, by Miku Hatsune, "Can't I Even Dream?" Its a very powerful song....you should check it out sometime...anyways thanks to my editor Shiroi Weaver of Dreams....you rock!

I'm desperately searching for you
I even let go of all I had
Winds blow, slicing my ears
My freezing body feels nothing but pain

I'm here, its really painful,
My heart is filled with pus
If I stumble while I'm running
I can never go back
I'm here, get me out of here, my prince
Can't I Even Dream?

In the rain penetrating my eyes
I pretend to be crazy with a smirk

I'm here, its overflowing
I keep bearing this love
If my screams don't reach you,
Its hopeless
I'm here, get me out of here, my prince
Can't I Even Dream?

I run through the streets, searching for him. Looking anxiously back for those who seek to find me and eliminate me as well.

It can't be. He's not dead. I won't believe it. Peter would never die before me...its impossible!

It's pouring outside. It adorns the tears on my face. I can't even tell them apart now. I'm sure my lips are blue from the cold, my eyes swollen from crying.

I'm still looking for him, praying he's okay. Hoping that he would smile and say, "Sea-kun's okay! Don't you worry!" like he always did.

It hurts. Everything hurts. Something in my chest is telling me I'm not okay, that I'm broken. Alone. I'm soaking wet, the cold reaching my very core. I slip while I'm running and fall on my knees in an alleyway. I'm on my knees and hands now, staring at the ground in disbelief as reality came rushing back to me.

He really is gone.

I fisted my hands in my drenched hair and screamed until my head ached and my voice was hoarse. I pounded the ground weakly with my fists and tried to cry more, thinking that it would bring him back. There were no more tears to shed, most of them wasted when I heard of his assassination.

My mind goes back to the times when we were younger, at three years ago, before we fell in love, when we were just friends. Always smiling, so optimistic and caring towards me who couldn't even lift a finger to help him. He had so little but was still open to giving all he had for me. Him always thinking he was on top of the world, when he knew he wasn't. I loved so many things about him

I still love him. Even if he's gone. I'll probably be gone as well soon, with Ukraine and Belarus after me. I can only smirk when they find me, bloodied and insane. No one is there to save me, no one to protect me. He wouldn't come, not even after I screamed or cried after him. My pleas will never reach him. As I see Ukraine and Belarus charge at me with all their spite, I know that this isn't goodbye. It's only a reunion.

Author's Note (again):

Well? Do you like it? Its rather angsty isn't it? I know, Latvia is not THAT crazy, but when I heard this song, it reminded me of them for some reason...it was fun to write but it almost made me cry....review please? This pairing needs more love. NAO.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, Vocaloid, the video I got the lyrics from, or the lyrics themselves. But if I did own Hetalia, there would be more Nordic strips!