Part II Into a Brighter World

Hetalia Fanfiction

1991

 

            “A new chapter in this story is beginning. The Wall has fallen. I cannot fathom the fact that it has been nearly 40 years since Russia and Prussia built that monstrosity, though my brother did so against his will. But now all that remains are the ghosts of what was, we will never forget.

Prussia has healed; I had only seen him once or twice behind the Wall. His face was gaunt and thin, the wound on his temple cracked from harsh winters. For many years I believed he would simply fade like so many other countries before him, that we would never be whole again. But we have become unified again. Unified under one flag we stand.

Russia has not been much trouble lately. He and America have just about ended their, “Cold War.” But it seems Russia’s time as the Soviet Union has ended. Even I fear for his sanity, but if the recent Fall has taught us anything, it is that a brighter future is possible.

Italy, I wonder if he knows I did what I thought was right. I was afraid, that is what scared me the most, my own fear, fear of losing him, Prussia, and myself. That doesn’t justify me acting as I did. If he even remembers the night he surrendered to the Allies, as he has the most amazing ability to forget anything of importance, I wonder, does he forgive me?  His much less significant other certainly doesn’t, at times I wonder which of the two brothers annoys me more.

For instance, as I am writing this Italy is bouncing a football off of my window, Romano however is pelting the other side of the house with rotted tomatoes. Prussia, as usual, is nowhere to be found while work is to be done. I digress.

Japan has since made an amazing recovery and is on better terms with America, who is, as usual, doing astonishingly well and rubbing it in. Although he was the one to convince Russia, as well as several of the other nations to let the Wall be torn down, I should be very grateful.

I cannot, however, say the same for France or England. Both, however much or little, wanted Prussia and my demises, or at least our eternal separation. They argued the Fall saying we would only revert back to the ways of 1939. Though it is not surprising that they have held a grudge this long it is extremely odd in comparison with America’s more peaceful actions towards the former Axis. They will no doubt be reading this once I’ve finished.”

 

The door swung open suddenly and Prussia launched himself into the doorframe, “Bruder, stop writing in that stupid journal and come outside! The weather is wonderful!” a smile broadened on the country’s face. “I brought beer!”

Germany turned from his desk and smiled up at his elder brother, always using the weather as an excuse to go out and get drunk. “I’ll be there in a moment,” he replied.

Italy’s head appeared under Prussia’s arm, surprising the silver-haired country. “Germany! Germany! Let’s play football!” he shouted.

Germany’s grin twitched slightly, that was probably the last thing he wanted to be doing now, but… “All right, just let me finish.” Turning hurriedly to the unfinished entry Germany scrawled the last line in and leapt up from his chair.  Walking out into the warm sunshine he watched as the world spun by him.

France was standing on Germany’s roof laughing hysterically at England who had gotten himself stuck in the chimney, no doubt after the journal. Russia stood with a sunflower in hand just enjoying a moment of peace with his eyes shut to the world. Japan sat quietly petting his little dog and watching the sun slowly set. America laughed obnoxiously while eating a hamburger, drinking soda, and talking at the same time. Something Germany had once thought was physically impossible. Italy and Romano kicked a football back and forth, a game that could last for hours.

“Come on, bruder, you need to get out more!” Prussia shouted disturbing Germany’s thoughts. Tossing his brother a drink Prussia smiled, “It’s perfect isn’t it? Now let’s enjoy it!” He laughed uproariously and walked off.

Germany smiled, it was, the world was perfect.

 

“The day is dawning, forward we march. Into a brighter world.”

 

Author's Note

Yay! Happy ending! Are you people happy? Okay, that's mostly directed at my sister... Anyway, I actually like how this ends! Do you? There is no Italy slapping here! And for all you die-hard Hetalia fans did you notice? I forgot Canada! X3 That made me laugh pretty hard when I realized it! Any feedback/criticsm is greatly appreciated! Once again I own none of this, except the story, everything else belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya!! Thank you!

Reviews

[Leave me alone....]

yay! HAPPY ENDING!!!! i love this! OMG YOU FORGOT CANADA! (lol i just realized that, lol) And yay! NO ITALY SLAPPING! i love Italy too much to watch him get slapped! And, OMG you got America PERFECT with the soda and hamburger! And lol to England getting stuck in the chimney! And yes, I am VERY happy!^^

[XxGothicDollsxX]

I love it~! I think I might write one of my own :3