p style="font-size: 12px;"Please keep in mind this is a human AUbr /Only human names are usedbr /Relationships: Prussia/Canada, Prussia/Russia (abusive)br /Warnings: Strong Language, Abusive situations, Suicidal thoughts, Suicide attempt, Fluff, so much goddamn fluff, angst galore, neglect, religious views and references, and an abusive townbr /Names so far: Gilbert (Prussia), Matthew (Canada), Alfred (America), Arthur (England), Honda (Japan), Francis (France), Ivan (Russia), Ludwig (Germany), and Feliciano (North Italy)/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Don't be afraid to ask questions about our AU, and please point out any mistakes so I may fix them. Thank you! (You can find me on DeviantArt as HalloWeeb161, on Tumblr as RuinsoftheMind161, and you can find my RP buddy Cass at TeddyLSD )/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"(Cass)/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Matthew's eyes widened as the white-haired man called up to him, running closer to the /Shit.../p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Well, at least he wasn't being mistaken for Alfred this time. But did he really have to be seen now of all times!?br /"G-go away!" He somewhat doubted his naturally quiet voice would reach the other from where he was standing, "I just want to be alone!" His voice started to get shaky as he felt tears trying form in his eyes. How ironic, being alone was part of the reason as to why he was up here. He didn't have any friends, no one to talk to, no one to say that even when he went unnoticed, there were still people who cared about /"Pl-please just go away! You'll forget about me soon enough, anyway..."br /He slowly inched to the side, so that the man down there wouldn't be able to 'save' him, if that's what he really intended on /Maybe if he just ran to the other side fast enough and jumped from there...br /He was now just shuffling very slightly in place; moving towards the edge, then backing away as if he was second-guessing his /C'mon, you wussy, just close your eyes and take a big step forward!br /And yet, he didn't. He really wanted to die, he really did, but his feet seemed to be anchored in place. Maybe he was just too scared to end it all this way. Maybe he was afraid that it wouldn't be as quick and painless as he /No, it's just because there's a witness down there. You were just about to jump until he came /"Go away! Please don't try to stop me, there's no reason for me to exist and I'll feel much better when I'm dead!" He had never spoken so loudly before, it almost startled him to hear his own voice be so loud, despite the way it was shaking as tears now poured down his face.../p
p style="font-size: 12px;"(Hallo)/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Shit, shit, shit. He was going to jump, wasn't he? But he looked like he was doubting himself. No arguing that he wanted to die, Gilbert could see it in his wide violet eyes. He wanted to die, but he was clearly doubting himself as well. The white haired man just needed to convince him it wasn't worth dying for, whatever had sent him to this act wasn't something that should make him end his life. He could hear the male's voice, soft and timid like a small mouse, drifting down to his ears. It sounded really beautiful. Like the voice of an angel, a really sad angel. Telling him to go away? Why? So he could jump and end that wonderful soul that resided in that beauty? Not that he knew him, but Gilbert felt that the person he was looking at was someone who held a wonderful soul and a sad story to tell./p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Locking eyes, Gilbert drew a breath before he shouted up, putting in the emotion of a man fighting a war, "Yes there is. You exist for a reason, perhaps you haven't found that reason yet, but there is one. If you didn't have one, would you have made it this far in life? Death doesn't mean no pain. It means the unknown, something that could be worse than here, or something better. But it isn't guaranteed that death is a good thing." He paused to catch his breathe. This guy clearly needed some love in his life, if he felt like this. Who would abandoned this soul?br /"I promise, I wouldn't forget you. You may not think so, but someone cares about you," he swallowed the lump in his throat, "I care about you. I may have just met you, but I do care. If I didn't care I would have kept walking. But I stopped, I noticed you, I care. Please don't jump. We can talk, if you want. I can listen, and I can help."br /The albino noticed that the guy had walked out of his reaching range if he jumped, so he decided to give me enough space to feel like he had a choice. No sense in crowding near his area if he couldn't save him from that fall. He stuck his hands in his pockets, red eyes meeting /"Can you at least tell me your name? Please?" Gilbert pleaded. He never pleaded. /But for this guy, this person he had never met or talked to before, he was willing to put his pride aside for the time. There was no room for that here. Only two souls, one busted and one broken, both in need of healing, though one more so than the other right now. He craned his neck a little to get a close look at the male's features. They weren't German, or Russian, or Japanese, or even Italian. Those were the main groups of people in this town, and he had memorized the general shapes and slopes of the different genes. Clearly not from any nearby countries either. Perhaps French, or American? Or even Canadian? Who knows./p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Don't be afraid to ask questions about our AU, and please point out any mistakes so I may fix them. Thank you! (You can find me on DeviantArt as HalloWeeb161, on Tumblr as RuinsoftheMind161, and you can find my RP buddy Cass at TeddyLSD )/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"(Cass)/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Matthew's eyes widened as the white-haired man called up to him, running closer to the /Shit.../p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Well, at least he wasn't being mistaken for Alfred this time. But did he really have to be seen now of all times!?br /"G-go away!" He somewhat doubted his naturally quiet voice would reach the other from where he was standing, "I just want to be alone!" His voice started to get shaky as he felt tears trying form in his eyes. How ironic, being alone was part of the reason as to why he was up here. He didn't have any friends, no one to talk to, no one to say that even when he went unnoticed, there were still people who cared about /"Pl-please just go away! You'll forget about me soon enough, anyway..."br /He slowly inched to the side, so that the man down there wouldn't be able to 'save' him, if that's what he really intended on /Maybe if he just ran to the other side fast enough and jumped from there...br /He was now just shuffling very slightly in place; moving towards the edge, then backing away as if he was second-guessing his /C'mon, you wussy, just close your eyes and take a big step forward!br /And yet, he didn't. He really wanted to die, he really did, but his feet seemed to be anchored in place. Maybe he was just too scared to end it all this way. Maybe he was afraid that it wouldn't be as quick and painless as he /No, it's just because there's a witness down there. You were just about to jump until he came /"Go away! Please don't try to stop me, there's no reason for me to exist and I'll feel much better when I'm dead!" He had never spoken so loudly before, it almost startled him to hear his own voice be so loud, despite the way it was shaking as tears now poured down his face.../p
p style="font-size: 12px;"(Hallo)/p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Shit, shit, shit. He was going to jump, wasn't he? But he looked like he was doubting himself. No arguing that he wanted to die, Gilbert could see it in his wide violet eyes. He wanted to die, but he was clearly doubting himself as well. The white haired man just needed to convince him it wasn't worth dying for, whatever had sent him to this act wasn't something that should make him end his life. He could hear the male's voice, soft and timid like a small mouse, drifting down to his ears. It sounded really beautiful. Like the voice of an angel, a really sad angel. Telling him to go away? Why? So he could jump and end that wonderful soul that resided in that beauty? Not that he knew him, but Gilbert felt that the person he was looking at was someone who held a wonderful soul and a sad story to tell./p
p style="font-size: 12px;"Locking eyes, Gilbert drew a breath before he shouted up, putting in the emotion of a man fighting a war, "Yes there is. You exist for a reason, perhaps you haven't found that reason yet, but there is one. If you didn't have one, would you have made it this far in life? Death doesn't mean no pain. It means the unknown, something that could be worse than here, or something better. But it isn't guaranteed that death is a good thing." He paused to catch his breathe. This guy clearly needed some love in his life, if he felt like this. Who would abandoned this soul?br /"I promise, I wouldn't forget you. You may not think so, but someone cares about you," he swallowed the lump in his throat, "I care about you. I may have just met you, but I do care. If I didn't care I would have kept walking. But I stopped, I noticed you, I care. Please don't jump. We can talk, if you want. I can listen, and I can help."br /The albino noticed that the guy had walked out of his reaching range if he jumped, so he decided to give me enough space to feel like he had a choice. No sense in crowding near his area if he couldn't save him from that fall. He stuck his hands in his pockets, red eyes meeting /"Can you at least tell me your name? Please?" Gilbert pleaded. He never pleaded. /But for this guy, this person he had never met or talked to before, he was willing to put his pride aside for the time. There was no room for that here. Only two souls, one busted and one broken, both in need of healing, though one more so than the other right now. He craned his neck a little to get a close look at the male's features. They weren't German, or Russian, or Japanese, or even Italian. Those were the main groups of people in this town, and he had memorized the general shapes and slopes of the different genes. Clearly not from any nearby countries either. Perhaps French, or American? Or even Canadian? Who knows./p
