Belarus is on her death bed.
Russia had just been informed.
He rushed to her side. He laid with her. He told her everything was going to be okay.
It wasn't.
Belarus had been slowly ripped apart. She had been slowly dying. The very fabric of her being was being torn to shreds how ever so slowly.
It hurt. Not just Belarus.
Russia. The great and powerful Russia. He was in tears. Not from pain. Not from fear. But from true sadness.
His little sister was going away. "Don't cry... Don't cry..." He would beg, even though he himself was in tears.
"Everything will be fine, My sunflower..." His words of comfort meant everything to Belarus, as she would lay there as he held her hand.
"B Big brother..." She choked out. "Yes, my sunflower?..."
"I love you..."
"I love you too..." He bent over and kissed her sweetly.
She filled her lungs with air one last time.
Russia watched and cried harder.
She was gone.
Russia cried even harder. His little sister was gone.
There was no one to chase him around. No one to mess with him.
He felt alone in this dark, dark world.
He couldn't help but to hold her lifeless body and repeat," I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry..."
He felt responsible.
He kissed her one more time then left the room. Something in him changed. His expression was cold. So cold.
A few hours later, after The doctors had given up, Russia was sitting in front of the fire. He threatened the very being of anyone who came near him.
Somehow, Belarus came back. Was it love? Who knows...
She walked in weakly and quietly, using the wall for support. she came up behind Russia and fell on him, hugging him from behind. Russia growled," I said leave me alo-" He turned to see who it was. He froze. She was in tears and holding onto him.
"L Little sister... Is that you?..." He held her head up gently by the chin. She looked up at him with weak eyes, unable to talk.
He smiled a little and hugged her,"It is! It is you!" He picked her up bridal style and took her to his room and laid her down.
He laid with her and held her in his arms. A few minutes he gets up and makes her some soup and comes back.
"Can you sit up?" He asked as he sat next to her. She could barely move. Russia sees this then gently pulls her up and props some pillows behind her so that she was in a sitting position. She couldn't feed herself. She still couldn't really move. Russia fed her, making sure it was cool enough. Making sure he didn't give her too much to swallow at one time. When the bowl was empty he set it aside and held her again in his arms. Even though she was barely alive, she was happy. Happier than she had ever been. She know her brother loved her.
Ukraine knew Belarus was dead. Or at lease was. Russia had told no one about his little sitter coming back. Ukraine came in looking for Russia. Russia looked at her," Forget about the funeral..." He said with a small smile.
Ukraine was confused. Or at least she was until she saw Belarus Slowly breathing. She smile and nods," Okay." She turned and left. She knew now how Russia felt about their little sister.
A few days later, Belarus was a little responsive and could move a little. Russia was happy about this. His little sunflower was recovering. Belarus knew her big brother loved her. She knew they would become one. Something in her never came back when the rest of her did.
Her insanity.
It was gone. It was gone for good.
Belarus was asleep. Russia was out getting a ring for when she would recover completely. They would become one
Russia had just been informed.
He rushed to her side. He laid with her. He told her everything was going to be okay.
It wasn't.
Belarus had been slowly ripped apart. She had been slowly dying. The very fabric of her being was being torn to shreds how ever so slowly.
It hurt. Not just Belarus.
Russia. The great and powerful Russia. He was in tears. Not from pain. Not from fear. But from true sadness.
His little sister was going away. "Don't cry... Don't cry..." He would beg, even though he himself was in tears.
"Everything will be fine, My sunflower..." His words of comfort meant everything to Belarus, as she would lay there as he held her hand.
"B Big brother..." She choked out. "Yes, my sunflower?..."
"I love you..."
"I love you too..." He bent over and kissed her sweetly.
She filled her lungs with air one last time.
Russia watched and cried harder.
She was gone.
Russia cried even harder. His little sister was gone.
There was no one to chase him around. No one to mess with him.
He felt alone in this dark, dark world.
He couldn't help but to hold her lifeless body and repeat," I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry..."
He felt responsible.
He kissed her one more time then left the room. Something in him changed. His expression was cold. So cold.
A few hours later, after The doctors had given up, Russia was sitting in front of the fire. He threatened the very being of anyone who came near him.
Somehow, Belarus came back. Was it love? Who knows...
She walked in weakly and quietly, using the wall for support. she came up behind Russia and fell on him, hugging him from behind. Russia growled," I said leave me alo-" He turned to see who it was. He froze. She was in tears and holding onto him.
"L Little sister... Is that you?..." He held her head up gently by the chin. She looked up at him with weak eyes, unable to talk.
He smiled a little and hugged her,"It is! It is you!" He picked her up bridal style and took her to his room and laid her down.
He laid with her and held her in his arms. A few minutes he gets up and makes her some soup and comes back.
"Can you sit up?" He asked as he sat next to her. She could barely move. Russia sees this then gently pulls her up and props some pillows behind her so that she was in a sitting position. She couldn't feed herself. She still couldn't really move. Russia fed her, making sure it was cool enough. Making sure he didn't give her too much to swallow at one time. When the bowl was empty he set it aside and held her again in his arms. Even though she was barely alive, she was happy. Happier than she had ever been. She know her brother loved her.
Ukraine knew Belarus was dead. Or at lease was. Russia had told no one about his little sitter coming back. Ukraine came in looking for Russia. Russia looked at her," Forget about the funeral..." He said with a small smile.
Ukraine was confused. Or at least she was until she saw Belarus Slowly breathing. She smile and nods," Okay." She turned and left. She knew now how Russia felt about their little sister.
A few days later, Belarus was a little responsive and could move a little. Russia was happy about this. His little sunflower was recovering. Belarus knew her big brother loved her. She knew they would become one. Something in her never came back when the rest of her did.
Her insanity.
It was gone. It was gone for good.
Belarus was asleep. Russia was out getting a ring for when she would recover completely. They would become one
