Dashed Hopes

by sctwilightvampwolfgal

Roderich and Vash speak to one another after so many years of little to no communication between them; the conversation may be simple, but it shows to themselves how much time has changed for them as they grew up. *Sequel to Promise On An Edelweiss Flower, but can be stand alone with the reader interpreted what the past was like for them.* *Drabble.*

"Remember when we were younger?" Austria muttered almost too quietly to hear.

"Yeah." Vash or Switzerland as he's known looked across the field full of white, Alpine flowers that told far too much yet too little, silently, from their delicate spots.

"We are not allowed to pick them anymore." Austria spoke up yet again throught the awkwardness of seeing his old friend again as their old hopes and dreams were built far too high for this turbulent world.

"Ah." Vash encased his emotions enough for it to seem careless or emotionless to others that gave far too much away to those that actually knew Roderich well enough; Roderich knew that an almost child like longing rose up in Vash's heart for their years of youth as just the barest trace of familiarity with Vash told him so.

Roderich attempted a small smile as life and everything really had changed from those innocent days of young nationhood for them both.

They had been in and out of all sorts of nation relationships from allies or friends to political marriages to silence and decimate their youthful spirit at the hands of wars, growing up, and the effort it took to be strong enough for your country.

Compassion was lost only to grow back; worlds shattered to be rebuilt again.

The future never could become the past no matter how much they, both, longed for their childhood and the innocence, it once supplied for them.