Like a Phoenix

Chapter 7

"Lieeeeeeet~"

Lithuania's eye twitched as a small moan escaped his lips.

"Wakey wakey~"

Lithuania slowly opened his eyes to find himself in an overly bright white-lit room. The light shone and blinded him, so he closed his eyes back shut.

"Lieeeet~ Come like, on."

Realizing that voice, Lithuania sat straight up only to inflict pain down his entire body. He quickly fell back and hit the soft, comfy, pillow.

"Oh, so you're like, totally awake now."

Lithuania tuned his head over to the right on the pillow to see Poland sitting up against the propped up hospital bed eating food out of a brown tray.

"P-Poland." He mumbled out of his numb mouth seemingly close to as if you go to a dentist and they have to numb one side of your mouth. "W-what…you…h-how?" he continually garbling, finding it hard to speak for some strange reason.

"Ah, well… I totally don't understand why you were dressed like a doctor, but the doctors who were totally like, holding you, stuck a totally gross tranquilizing needle in your neck, like to the max."

Poland took a bite out of his food, grimaced, and began to talk again while munching on the food in the process. "I guess you're still totally like, suffering from its effects. You've totally been asleep for a long time but you were so totally like, cute when you were asleep~!"

Lithuania simply started at the Pole, eating his hospital food. Flashbacks started to splash in his mind and everything started to fit together like a puzzle.

"Ewww~~This like, food is so totally like, nasty, like, to the max. I totally want to get some like, Paluszki like, now." Poland complained, glaring at his food like a three year old kid refusing to eat their vegetables.

Propping an arm underneath him, Lithuania slowly tried to lift himself up to sitting position. Since the tranquilizer was still in effect, this was easier said than done. But none the less, he managed to sustain his sitting position.

"Poland, w-what—"

All of a sudden a nurse opened the door and appeared from behind it. "Hey, there Feliks. I came to check up on you. Oh! I see you're awake too, Toris!"

"Like hey, Julie. We're doing like, totally fine." Poland responded.

"Is there anything I can get you two?" the nurse, Julie asked.

"Can you like, open the window? It's totally like, stuffy in here to the max."

"Sure, no problem!" Julie walked across the room towards the window and proceeded to open the window all the way. "Anything else?"

"Nope. That'll be totally like, it."

"Alright. I'll check up on you two again later."

"Okay, see you like, then." Poland waved Julie goodbye as she walked out of the hospital room closing the door behind her.

"P-Poland, w-what h-happwened?" Lithuania asked as soon as Julie closed the door. Poland dropped the food he was eating and turned to look out the window. A gentle spring gust of wind blew through the window ruffling his blonde hair (since he was closest to the window).

"I-I saw on t-the news. Your b-boss…a-and e-everyone…" Lithuania stuttered. Poland continued to stare out the window, his back faced to Lithuania. A lump formed in Poland's throat.

"I saw it, Liet. I saw the whole thing happen! How and why it did! I saw the whole thing." Poland choked, trying to hold back his tears.

"H-how?" Lithuania asked confused.

"I-I don't like, know. I was in a dark place. Nothing was there. But then, I saw all of my memories I've ever had." Poland explained, clearly remembering what had happened. Lithuania was confused but decided to let Poland finish. "And then I like, saw one I had never seen. Which was the…the…"

Lithuania gazed at his friend who stopped talking. Poland's shoulders were shaking and his head was hanging down. Lithuania could hear the small sobs that he was making.

"P-Poland…" He would have gone over to comfort his friend if only that damn tranquilizer wasn't still in effect, making it impossible to move.

"…I caught on fire too." Poland said out of nowhere after a moment of silence except for his sobbing, filled the room.

"W-what! H-how? Awe you awright?"

"Fawkes came out of my like, chest." Poland continued not answering the questions thrown out by the worried Lithuanian. Lithuania's eyes widened as Poland finally turned away from the open window he was staring at.

'Fawkes? Why did he—He hasn't shown up since…since when Poland was in the concentration camps!' Lithuania thought to himself.

"You know what he like, said to me?"

"What?"

"He told me these words, Liet. These exact words: "Oh sweet, young nation what is that pain Which makes your green eyes pour out the rain Look at you; you're covered in a flame Yet with my tears, your flames be tame Stand up and fight With all your might Listen close, and hear your country mourn Stand up you must, and do what you've sworn You've suffered a lot throughout the years And stood up against your greatest fears You've risen from your ashes and shown them all Flag held high and pride up tall So rise again and be born anew The time has come for your people and you Nothing will ever be the end For you are 'Like a Phoenix' my friend."" Poland repeated the words that were sung to him to Lithuania.

Lithuania's mind went blank. He didn't realize his mouth hung open and his eyes were as wide as a plate. He didn't know what to say. Poland closed his eyes and turned back around to face the window.

"I don't know what to do, Liet. What can I do? My boss is dead! The military is weakened! The government is diminished! My people, they're suffering! I'm stuck in like, a stupid hospital! What should I do?"

More sobbing. He couldn't stand it. He couldn't stand to see Poland like this. Never again. After the concentration camps, Lithuania made a promise to himself that he would never see Poland like that again. Lithuania tried moving again. He strained his body against what seemed to be like a million pounds pushing down on him. He successfully moved one leg half way off of his hospital bed. Lithuania forced his other leg to follow the first one which ended successfully.

His feet hit the ground. Focused on Poland, not on what it would be like to walk again, Lithuania stood up on his legs which felt like they were asleep. He felt extreme pressure build up in his legs which was probably blood flowing down through them. Lithuania tried to take a step forward but ending up falling over onto the hard tiled floor.

"Dammit!" he muttered under his breath. Poland continued to cry as Lithuania tried to pick himself up. After several attempts, Lithuania managed to stand back up. He carefully took a step forward. Getting the feeling back in his legs, he cautiously made his way towards Poland's hospital bed.

"I can feel them like, crying. The whole nation." He spoke in a hushed whisper in between cries. Lithuania grabbed onto Poland's shoulder and spun him around. Poland was turned to face Lithuania's apprehensive face. He then sat down on his bed and wrapped his arms around the Pole. Poland sat there unsure at first, but then buried his head into the Lithuanian's soft shoulder.

Lithuania held Poland tightly. He was going to be there for him this time. He wouldn't have to suffer through this alone. He could feel Poland's hands grasp the back of shirt and feel warm tears soaked through his shirt.

. . .

He didn't know how long they both sat there. Poland seemed to have been done crying. Either that or he ran out of tears to shed. Lithuania let go of Poland and asked how he was doing.

Poland didn't say anything but responded by nodding his head. The nurse, Julie did walk back in to check in on them both, but Lithuania sent her away.

"Liet?" Poland asked quietly, his voice shaky.

"Yes?"

"We need to have a funeral. You'll be like, there. Right?"

"Of course I would. I wouldn't miss it for the world." Lithuania responded, finding the tranquilizer's effects had worn off and that he could speak normally again.

"Thank you, Liet. Thank you so much." Poland thanked, letting out a half-hearted smile.

"No problem. That's what friends do. They support each other. You've supported me plenty of times before. So now it's my turn."

Poland started to chuckle lightly and he closed his eyes. "Do you mind if I like, sleep for a bit. I'm totally beat."

"No go ahead. You need rest. I'll get off so you can rest." Lithuania said as he started to stand up from Poland's bed.

"No don't!"

Lithuania turned and looked at Poland with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Can you like, stay there? It'll….It'll help me sleep." Poland explained, shifting his eyes away sheepishly.

Lithuania let out a small smile and said, "Sure. I'll stay." With this, Poland comfortably lay down against the bed and slowly drifted into sleep.

. . .

"So is everyone and their bosses planning on attending the funeral then?" England asked everyone who was sitting in the world meeting.

"Yes. I was aru." China responded.

"Me too. It's such a tragedy." France replied looked at the polished table.

Other countries nodded their heads and responded while England wrote down the names of those coming or not.

. . .

'Stupid, Norway! Stupid, Denmark! I don't need them. Of course I don't need them. I can handle things on my own without anybody. I'm always left out anyways. It doesn't matter to anyone.' Iceland sat his lonely island by his lonesome self staring out into the frozen sea.

"I don't matter to anyone."


A/N: FINALLY I'M GETTING SOMEWHERE. ICELAND~~~Yaaay! Yeah, I still have no idea what's gonna happen with that story line. XD Well I'm glad I got done with this chapter. Goodness me, I finished writing this at 12:45am. I need to go to bed. Thanks for reading! :D