(A/N: Hey y'all~! I'm sorry it's been so long since I last updated. I've been through life's damned wringer -_- But now I'm here and ready to update! Are you guys as excited as I am? My school that I go to now gives us laptops to use for all our classes so feel free to message me any time of the day. More than likely I'll get it right away so you know, just go with it XD By the way, last chapter. I hope you guys like it, though it will be sad…)
America didn't see it coming, nor did he want to believe it or not. First, it was a lack of warmth from next to him. Then, a note lying on the bed beside him that read;
I'm sorry I did this to you brother. I don't want to hurt you but I realize I'll only keep doing it if I stay any longer. If you wonder where I'm going, it'll be to a nicer place, one where I can't do any more harm to you. I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye first, but you know I always love you and I'll keep watch over you. Go live your life now. You've got so much to look forward to and to dream for, and know that even though I'm not with you, I'll always be there.
Forever yours,
Canada
And then the frantic running around the world to try to find him, but only to be lead by Britain to a small church, where Canada and America grew up together. No one dared say anything except for "Come this way." And there, laying lifeless in the isle of the sanctuary, was Canada.
Nothing could be done to save him. He had been dead since about the middle of the night, but no one knew for sure since they didn't find him until early that morning.
America was lost now. He couldn't bring himself to cry; Canada had taken his tears with him. But slowly he forced a crooked smile onto his face. Canada wouldn't want him to be sad. He forgot about Switzerland and his own southern half and thought about all the good things he'd ever done for him. Although he still teared up, he held back, and just kept smiling for Canada's sake.
Britain had offered to walk him home, but he told him no thanks, then took off, leaving the others teary and confused. He wouldn't need them. The gentle cold breeze that found its way to him was comforting, and warmed him inside. And as he walked, he sang a song of peace, the remembrance of his lover.
~When I dream of happier days,
When the sun breaks high above the clouds,
Golden rays flow down upon the earth.
And when I walk with you,
I think of sun-filled days of quiet joy…
(A/N: It's not the best but it made me feel… sad… Anyway I hope you all enjoyed this fic. I don't plan on doing another sequel so I'll leave you all on this note. I'm open to suggestions if you all want me to write another angst romance but until then, good bye and love your Canadian )
