Authors note: I know it`s been a long time since I wrote for Hetalia, and well I admit, I`ve been avoiding it all together. I know some of you have read my last Hetalia fanfics (namely Russian roulette and Broken.) But now I can safely say that I`ve moved on and written a good ending for Kiku. A sequel.
Anyway, for those that supported me about the incident, I`am very grateful and it helped me move on. It encouraged me a lot and so here, I`m alive and well and I've finally moved on.
Oh by the way I might be returning to Hetalia fandom, I just need to put some structure into some of the stories I`ve written.
Warning: Might be a bit OCC since I haven`t written or read anything about Hetalia for almost a year.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia
Butterflies
I sat down on the sand, simply staring at the sun set. Everything that happened in the past year was being played by my mind. I remember the pain and the sadness. I remember the feeling of betrayal and anger. I could still feel the hurt and the numbness. I can`t still recall his face, his smiles and his voice.
But it`s all behind me, I can finally say I moved on.
Everything seemed even more beautiful after I let everything go. The colours of the world which used to be in a monochrome grey started to become colourful and vibrant, they became even more vivid and beautiful. I simply enjoy the beauty that I took for granted, the life I almost threw away for such petty reasons. Everything is alright.
I moved on, I`ve let go.
Warmness encases me as I was hugged from behind. I savoured the feeling, enjoying the love and happiness the person is trying to give me. I simply let his feelings of love and care chase away my remaining sorrow. I would have never moved on if it wasn`t for him. I might have been dead if it wasn`t for this person. I would have never let him go if it wasn`t for this person.
I`ve let go, I`ve let him go.
We stayed there, simply basking in the warmth of each other. We sat even when the sun has sunk and the stars appeared. We sat there simply savouring each other`s happiness. Even when the wind became chilly, we were warmed by our hearts and love.
I`ve let him go, I moved on.
I smiled as I recall the words that others told me. The encouragement and the support they gave me. The way they tried to help heal me. I recalled how simple words saved my life. How smiles healed me. This past year had been rough but everything seems to have gone smoothly. I`m at peace now, happy and I`m loved.
I moved on, it`s all behind me.
The person behind me held me tighter, I leaned unto his embrace and simply enjoyed his presence. I heard him chuckle and I felt him smile. Everything is fine now. Everything is alright, I might be broken, but I`m fixed. I might not be the same, some of the scars linger but I`m still alive, I`m still beating. I was saved, saved from the sadness and from myself. Everything is alright, I moved on, I have finally been able to let go.
He was always there when I needed him. He always did his best to make me smile. He did everything for me. I held me whenever I`m broken. He forgave me when I almost shot myself, he even stopped from doing it. I could still recall, how he pulled the gun away from my head. I still recall his tears as he told me how stupid I was. He saved me, he saved me from trapping myself in my past.
I still recall how he told me that I had to move on.
It`s all behind me, I`ve moved on.
"Hey, Kiku," he whispered, I hummed in response, "let`s get back, the others might be waiting."
"In a few more minutes," I replied, "I feel comfortable."
He chuckled, "And I thought you hate public display of affection," he paused, "are you still upset about Arthur?" he asked.
I frowned at the name, but I frowned even more when I felt his mood dampen. I don`t like it when he`s upset, he needs to be happy and I`ll try everything to make it so.
I shook my head, "No, It still hurts but your warmth seems to chase the hurt away." I replied simply.
He laughed, "Hahaha! Well it`s because I`m the Hero!"
I saw a butterfly pass by, it was strange but I felt my heart beat. Suddenly it flew towards me, touching my nose. America, or Alfred-san, laughed and cooed how cute it looked. I simply smiled as the butterfly left. Somehow I feel lighter than ever. Somehow the butterfly took away my pain.
Alfred-san stood first before helping me up. He cheerfully told me that the others are waiting for us and that they wouldn`t start the fireworks without me. I couldn`t help but chuckle and smile. We walked back to the others, hand in hand, smiling under the stars. It was like that the first time Arthur-san and I became friends, but this time, I`m sharing this moment without bitter memories.
Finally I`ve let go, I`ve moved on. I`m finally able to let go.
I set my butterflies free.
Author`s note: I know some are wondering about the last line, well to simply put for me butterflies mean letting go. I don`t know why, in my country they mean death, but for me it wasn`t like that. It meant freedom, or letting go for me
Of course there`s an even deeper, personal meaning of that phrase for me but I`m not going to say what. At least until I`ve published my own book.
Anyway for those that read my other fanfics, thank you for the support. I hope I`ll write for this fandom soon! and I want to thank those who supported me, your words mean a lot.
PS. Please excuse grammatical errors, poor plotting and spelling errors (In my defense, it`s already 5:00 am in my country and I haven`t slept yet.)