Dear Holy Rome,
Germany is pretty tired all the time. He is actually sleeping right now, so I am trying my best to keep quiet so he can rest. He has been working really hard recently so he can pay off his amassing debt that only seems to skyrocket by the day. He works terribly long hours only to come home and sleep for the few hours he can.
It's so painful to see such a strong nation struggling.
Due to his printing more and more money, inflation has exploded. He and his people are forced to work long, tiring hours for pay that may not cover the cost of food by the time they make it to the store. It's pretty obvious to say, but Germany is having a very hard time.
I wish I could help my friend, but I came to him. I am not much better off and I don't have anything I can offer to aid him in his time of need. I wish I did, but I don't. It hurts to see my friend struggling day by day to just keep on living, or rather, surviving. Struggling means that there is a good chance of losing.
Losing means death.
And death means goodbye.
I'm not ready to say goodbye. Not again. Not after losing you. I never want to have to say goodbye to anyone ever again. I know that is an impossible dream and I'm just a fool holding on to a foolish dream he knows is all for naught, but I cling to it nonetheless because it keeps me moving forward when I want to stand still or try to turn back.
Sometimes, I like to wonder how it would be if you were still here, Holy Rome, and how you would deal with what is going on right now. How would you have done in the war? Would you have won or lost? How would you deal with having to pay for everything? Would you struggle like Germany? Or would you be able to manage? Somehow, I feel like you would do pretty much the same as he has and your situation would be similar as well. I suppose that could just be my trying to make the connection you two have, well, I want you to have anyway.
Although, it would be a lot different if you were still here, to me at least. We would be able to get through this tough time a little easier, I think. Sure, we would struggle like Germany and I are now, but our love would make everything bearable. Love makes everything possible. There is only so much my friendship with Germany could get us through and, though he is struggling, he seems to want to take on this tough time on his own. Maybe he is trying to protect me or he is trying to be strong, but I know that standing alone…
Standing alone gets lonely.
If it were you and I, at least we would have each other. Even if everything was going wrong and the world was against us, at least we could come home to one another and pretend for a moment that all is right so long as we are in each other's arms. I wish you were still here.
I miss you, Holy Rome.
Italy
So, we will pretty much speed right on through this story. The rest will hopefully be a steady pace until the end.
On a different note, once this story is completed I will be starting two new ones. I've been working on these two for about a year now and would like some beta readers to help me perfect them. If you are interested, they are both Hetalia fanfictions. One following Hungary on an emotional journey, the other follows Liectenstein as she is forced (or is she?) to find love in an arranged marriage. Both will be human AUs. PM me if interested.
Thanks for reading~,
~Aiko-love-Anime