If I die young bury me in satin
This was never meant to happen. It was too soon… Too sudden.
Lay me down on a bed of roses
The roses the all held were fitting, his colors, the colors of freedom.
Sink me in the river at dawn
They stood at the funeral, a grand yet subtle goodbye to the once great nation.
Send me away with the words of a love song
oh oh oh oh
"I love you… I love you… Don't leave me, please don't leave me again! Don't leave me alone!" The taller blond grabbed him, keeping him from leaping after the coffin. The others stared at the usually harsh nation's tears.
A hand was placed on his shoulder and he gazed at the face… so similar and yet so different… "I miss him too."
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
A woman slowly walked over to the group. Canada let out a soft gasp, drawing the attention of the others. France, Spain, and England all stared at the woman, who's tears were more than their own.
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
She looked up into the sky, gazing at the sun. She placed a wild flower on her son's coffin before turning away. Her hand brushed her second son's and she disappeared.
ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
It was fitting, he felt, that his brother's funeral would be sunny. Wouldn't have it any other way. He choked out a sob.
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
"Dad… Dad! Dad come back! Daddy!"
"Alaska, don't! California, stop her!"
The nations turned to the source of the interruption, a multitude of children and teens. One of the youngest was running toward them, light blond hair trailing behind her. Another of them, older with golden blond hair, grabbed the first. If I die young bury me in satin
"Shh, Alaska, shh. Calm down sweety…"
Lay me down on a bed of roses
The nations walked to place their roses on the casket. Blue, red, and white together in random patterns.
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
One by one the states began singing. The first 25 began with the national anthem, the last a bittersweet song England recognized as a love song. The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
"What will you do now?" Canada asked his brother's children.
Deleware sighed, hugging Alaska and Hawaii. "We'll have to manage by ourselves. I just wish… I wish he could have been here longer…"
And I'll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger
"What was the ring you put in with him for?"
I've never known the lovin' of a man
"It was for us. Our 'special relationship'. For my love of him…"
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand
There's a boy here in town says he'll love me forever
"I couldn't stop loving him, not even back then. I can't believe…"
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
"I know…"
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
"California, head up." The girl looked up, teary eyed, at the taller teen.
She hugged him, tears soaking into his rough flannel shirt. "Oh Texas!"
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
They watched the casket lower into the ground, Germany felt his heart clench and looked at his brother, whose arms were circled around Canada. It could have been Prussia, it could have been his brother.
A penny for my thoughts, oh no I'll sell them for a dollar
"We should have listened…" The group stared at the closest group to the grave. The blond spoke, hand running through his long hair. "He tried to tell us something was wrong… And we ignored it…."
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
"So did we." Virginia stood at the back of the states, staring at his hands. "I should have realized at least."
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
Silence fell over the group, guilt and grief keeping the words from forming.
If I die young bury me in satin
The western states left first, Oregon holding tight to Alaska, California holding Hawaii.
Lay me down on a bed of roses
The Original Thirteen left next, nodding silently to the nations.
Sink me in the river at dawn
The northern states followed, supporting each other.
Send me away with the words of a love song
The other states left, leaving the nations alone with the new grave.
oh oh
"Brother, let's go." Germany said, pulling Prussia away from Canada. The other nodded, giving Canada's shoulder a sad squeeze.
The ballad of a dove
"We'll go too…" Spain mumbled, pulling the Italies with him.
Go with peace and love
Lithuania sighed, tugging Poland's hand. "Goodbye Mr. America…"
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Japan bowed slightly to the others, before leaving as quickly as he could without offending them. China and Korea followed him, Korea waving sadly at the grave
Save them for a time when your really gonna need 'em oh
Soon only four of them were left. "I should go. I doubt he would want me to be the last one here." Russia pulled away from the group, sparing one last look back.
The sharp knife of a short life, well
"Call me if you need anything…" France said softly to the crying blonds, before leaving the sad place.
I've had just enough time
"I'll miss you, America… I always loved you, I always will, even if you never noticed me. Bye brother…"
England glanced slightly at the other, before finding his own words. "Goodbye America… May you forever be land of the free… You git…"
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
…
For some reason this popped into my head. The song is "If I Die Young" by The Band Perry/ I guess you would say this is USUK with hints of PruCan. I'd suggest listening to the song while you read, though you might cry.
