Broken Mirror Chapter 1:

(UK's P.O.V.)

I never thought I would love someone this much. Yes, I loved him so much it hurt at times. I would have given anything for him. No, I would have given EVERYTHING for him. He probably felt the same way. I'm sure he did because he often told me so, more often than I told him. I regret that now.

Maybe I should start from the beginning…

I don't even know how this all started. All those things I felt for him. That I still feel for him. First I couldn't accept it, it was impossible. But I can't lie to myself. Nobody can't. Can they?...The world conference meeting was being held at Berlin, we were debating about world's problems. America presented his way of solving global warming while everyone else argued about who knows what. On the background I could barely hear Germany yelling at everyone to shut up and continue the conference as civilized beings, as I was just daydreaming, when everybody had their mouths closed and listened, Germany asked for opinions, then this guy who appeared to be smiling all the time with this cute-dumb look on his face, Italy, raised his hand to give the german his opinion. I just kept shooting glances of annoyance as France kept flirting with everyone that looked at him, not really paying attention of what was being discussed.

Then, the meeting was over for and would be continued the next day. Most of the countries decided to leave the conference room and go to their respective hotels to get some rest. It was rare that they were given the afternoon break although they had a late lunch break, they couldn't afford to waste it. That is, besides the other few countries that stayed to lurk in the building.

I was walking through a long corridor. My face felt a little hot from the running I made earlier, I stopped as I caught sight of the familiar wheat-colored haired man. I walked inside the room he was in and approached the younger country."Hey! America. Here's the document you left in the conference room earlier." I said placing the said papers on America's head.

America who was busy making slurping noises while drinking his milkshake turned his head to face me. He took the papers and laughed."Oh, wow. The king of forgetting things has brought me something I left behind, hahaha." The sound of America's laughter hit my nerves. "Ah! You little… Can't you say thank you!"

I sighed."Heh… when you were little you'd say 'Thank you Enwand' for everything, like a good boy…" this made one of America's veins pop and his expression grew darker."You always find a way to drag the past into everything that happens! Why don't you stop it already!" America shouted.

Taken aback I snapped back to America. "I'm only speaking the truth!"

"Our positions and relationship have completely changed since then! How come you cannot get that into your head!" America's voice thundered through the room but I didn't show any signs of backing down. Instead I continued to look at the younger, more powerful country with sheer defiance.

France and China who also remained in the room, totally ignored by us who couldn't help but be irritated.

France grimaced. "Here we go again…"

"Every single time aru…." China let out an exasperated sigh.

America still glared at me. "That's what I hate about you!" The lad shouted and stood up as he left the room shooting the door behind him. That struck something in me as I watched him leave. I felt my face suddenly go numb as I sweat dropped, I felt my shoulders drop.

~0~

Outside was cold and windy, it was dark already and the sky was dark but cloudy, it appeared as if it was going to snow because of the freezing wind that rushed from time to time.

Russia stood looking down to the street from the balcony of his hotel room. He sighed, the wind that rushed through his face was cold and even if he was used to the cold, still made him more frustrated. Tomorrow was the last day of the meeting, which meant tomorrow was the last day he would get to see HIM again, and then another 3 months or more had to pass for there to be another meeting. He had tried to get the young asian to like him, but he just wouldn't get the attention of the man. Back in his room, he turned to get the rest of his belongings packed up to be ready for tomorrow.

"One day I will be able to get my little China to like me…and if I get lucky, maybe.." he sighed full of hope,"..to love me" he thought with his hands up to his chin, fingers locked with each other.

'Why does everybody hate me? Does China hate me too?', he thought going outside once more looking at the dark starry sky as the clouds were going away with the wind and giving him a beautiful sight of the moon. He turned to go back to his room but stopped when he saw a man running, suddenly falling into the snow. He leant over the balcony to get a better look. His eyes suddenly widened as he realized the man who had fallen, was the same man who occupied his mind day and night. He hurriedly rushed out he door and down the stairs, he had no mind right then to think on going on an elevator. He went out the door and turned his head to where the man had fallen. He was not there.

"Man, I guess he left while I was going down the stairs", he gave and irritated sigh and went back to the hotel ignoring the looks he was receiving from the people he passed by.'I wonder what he was running from..he looked pretty scared', he thought as he made his way back to the stairs.

~0~

"Do you think this looks cute?", Italy said picking up the drawing ,of all the countries together in a big group hug, for Germany to see.

"Yeah sure", Germany said not even looking at what the italian boy was showing him.

"Just look at it Germany", the italian said as he got closer to him, with an innocent smile on his face, making him feel quite uncomfortable, with Italy's closeness to him he started to get a little nervous and his heart started to go quicker, he felt his cheeks started to get hot.

"I already saw it", he said with stiffness on his voice getting irritated, still writing notes on a piece of paper that lied on the table in front of him.

"No you didn't Germany! You didn't even turned when I called you", Italy said as he got closer to the german which made Germany react instantly,"I said I already saw it!", he said as he got up from the chair he was sitting on, shoving the italian away not even looking back as he made his way out of the room.

Italy just stood there thinking of what had just happened."I'm sorry, I never mean to make you mad, but you always ignore me..", Italy said staring sadly to the door knowing that the german wouldn't come back, vision starting to get blurry of the tears that threatened to fall.

Germany went out the main entrance. He just needed to get away from what had happened. "Gott, I'm such an idiot!", he said to himself as he sat on one on the benches outside the building hands on his face, "Italy…if only you knew.."

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