Note: Thanks a lot, Russia, for totally derailing my half-written attempt to kill Italy. Seriously. Great job. /sarcasm. Also, this one is extremely short. But I think it works. Hopefully?

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Also, any events that happen in this collection are not things that I actually want to happen. Nor are they things that I think will happen.

Russia

Forever

Hello, brother. It's been a while since I heard from you last. I feel as if you have been avoiding me. Are you feeling well? All of these protests and riots have taken such a toll, I can see. You look so weary and frightened.

I made you some peirogi. I know you like it. It isn't much, but it's the best I can give. This turmoil has affected myself as well. Don't look so sad. We have both come through far worse than his. Here, eat.

Why do you always seem so nervous? Have things really become so horrible that you expect your own sister to attack? You know that I would never do anything to cause you pain, even if the will of my people tried to force my hand. I would resist them, resist the push to hurt you with everything I have. Because I love you. You know that, brother. I love you more than anything in this entire world.

You have not eaten anything. Why?

Please do not lie to me, brother. You have had nothing but vodka for the past two weeks. You must be hungry.

All right. I will not force you to eat what I have made for you if you do not want to. I am not England, after all.

I must admit, brother, that I did not come here just to give you pierogi. I have been thinking quite a lot recently, and I have realized some very important things. I will no longer request that we become married. Such a thing is impossible. The will of our people prevents it. Such is the nature of our existence.

This world is such a cruel one, even for our kind. No, especially for our kind. We feel our people's hunger, their sadness, their anger. We have no power to help them, but are instead forced to follow the decisions of our human bosses like mindless puppets. Most of the time our orders only make things worse. We are left to wallow in our misery without any freedom to have our own ideas, our own will. We cannot be married without political backing. You understand this, brother. How stupid I must have seemed…

See, I knew you were hungry. It is good, yes?

Thank you.

I must have seemed so stupid, so horrible, so naïve. And I was. I hadn't realized the true face of this world. Just by existing, we are doomed to a lifetime of pain. Hundreds, thousands of lifetimes by human standards. It is not fair, but the world is not fair. It never has been fair. Why should we have to suffer so much more than humans?

But I am talking to myself now. I can see you are already gone. The poison was fast acting, was it not? And totally painless. I made sure of that, brother. I would never hurt you. I never have hurt you. I have freed you, released you from this wretched existence of pain. You look so peaceful now.

I will meet you again, someday. I have been far too selfish to deserve such an easy way to escape this world. But someday, when my own time has come, darling brother, I will see you in the afterlife.

And then we will be together. Forever.