"No matter how many years past, I'll still love you!"
"I'll be waiting. I'll be waiting with lots of sweets!"
We said our goodbyes that day as Holy Roman Empire started to dissapear from my line of vision...ready to set off for that fateful war...The Thrity Years' War. Indeed, that war had been a long one... But it had ended all in vain... Holy Roman Empire had lost and left my life forever...
Even though Hungary-chan and Austria-san said it's nothing to worry about, I still had a suspicous feeling...
It seems like I was right after all. Only, it was too late. I found out at the late age in the 1900's, when I was cleaning out my closet filled with stuff from the time I worked with Austria. In there, I had found a letter saying:
To Italy:
I am writing a letter saying that... I wouldn't be coming back... I know this for a fact because... I feel my time is up... My body feels weak all the time and I feel like collasping anytime... Even though this war isn't over yet, I just wanted to say that...
I'm sorry I couldn't keep our promise from that day...
I had read the entire letter with tears in my eyes... Though I could only read one word out that last line... promise.
All I can whisper is: "What promise?" in confusion. The promise we made had been long forgotten...or has it been lost in time?
A/N: What do you think so far? First fic ever, so criticism is appreciated! Tell me if you want to continue.
~MermaidKanon =)