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*50 years in the future*

The world is a new one. War destroyed everything. Millions of people died, thousands were injured. Countless people lost precious things for themselves; their families, their houses and their status as someone. This was war. 25 years ago.

Now, after that horrible past, there wasn’t something like countries or so. People lived in an enormous piece of land, where some years after the war, the new government build that what people called ‘the perfect city’. It was calm, peaceful, clean and very modern. Everybody had a life full of resources and fortune, a privileged life. It was the ideal city. The city anyone would like to live.

~*~*~*~*~*~ Reader-chan in middle school ~*~*~*~*~*~

You were one of the kids who had the luck of being born in this period of history. And despite the fact that you had a life full of good things, you were gifted with an extreme intelligence and a very kind and innocent profile. You lived in a big house, far too big for only you and your mother, but still a very comfortable place. Your father didn’t live with you two; your mother told you that he died some months after she knew she was pregnant. Not that it mattered now, you were already used to be only with your mom, after all, you never knew what it was to have a father.

You sighed. It was another completely normal day, and you were walking back home, after long 8 hours in school (in which you were asked to take part of the advanced class). Yes, it was indeed a pain in the ass, even more for a little middle school girl like you, but you kind of liked it, studying for being able to do something useful to the city in a near future. You smiled at yourself. You loved the city. It was your home, the place where you didn’t have to fear about anything: no robbers, no murders and no violence.

It’s just perfe-’ you thought, but were cut off by a small drop of water falling on your nose. You looked up to see what was it but there was nothing, only dark clouds covering the sky. Rain was coming.  ‘I better rush, or I’ll end soaked wet…’ you told yourself, starting to walk faster. But the rain drops wouldn’t let it easy for you, starting to fall in even more quantity. “Damn…! This is my favorite shirt!” you groaned in annoyance, as you felt it get wetter and wetter within some seconds.

Okay, the rain decided to be a bitch with you, not waiting any more minutes to let you all wet. ‘There’s no way I’ll reach home in this storm… I better find somewhere to stay dry… I mean, less wet than I already am…

You sighed and began to run between people who were making their way back home, safe under their umbrellas. Some of them turned to face you, wondering what a little child was doing in such a heavy rain, alone and completely soggy. You just ignored them, doing as if nothing was going on. ‘All I need is somewhere dry to stay!

~*~*~*~*~*~Prussia’s P.O.V. ~*~*~*~*~*~

It hurts…! Why does it hurt so much? Why does it have to hurt so much?’ I asked myself, holding my bleeding arm close to me, resting my head on the wall. My eyes were threatening to close, but I put all my will on letting them open. ‘I don’t want to die! I can’t die here, like this! I must… I must survive, dammit!

I clenched my fists. I won’t die. I can’t. I finally escaped from their hands, from their dirty, hateful hands! There’s absolutely no way I’ll die.

And although I told this myself this time after time, the world seemed to get darker and darker after every second. ‘Keep your eyes open! Don’t you dare to close them!’ I yelled at myself.

I don’t know how long I stayed there. Maybe some minutes, maybe some hours, I don’t know. All I know is that suddenly it started to rain, and in a short time there was a storm. Lucky I had the awesome idea of hiding under a bridge, so no matter how much water it fell, I wouldn’t get wet. But this was the only good thing. And then I smirked. ‘Pffft… and since when are you used to good things, Gilbert?’ I asked myself with an ironic tone. They never gave you anything good. All they did was give you nightmares. Night after night I wake up screaming in fear and sweat dropping. They’re monsters.

They deserve to suffer. To die and disappear from this world.

This was what I was thinking before I heard steps running into my direction. They found me. Shit. They found me!

Without a conscious command of my brain I took my knife and positioned myself in an attack pose. My arm burned in pain but I ignored it. What’s a pain in the arm when your whole life is in risk? Again I couldn’t help but smirk. The situation I was put in was dangerous, and that was a good thing. With danger I got adrenaline in my body, and with it I would stay awake. I wouldn’t die that easily. I won’t give up. Screw them all.

The footsteps were closer now. I took a deep breath and as I thought it was right, I jumped in front of my attacker. Everything was so fast I didn’t see anything at all. In one moment I’m jumping and in the other I hold him firm against the wall, my knife pressed in his throat. “Move an inch and you’re dead” I whispered in his ear.

I feel as he’s about to scream and quickly cover his mouth. This is when I realize that he’s not he. He’s a girl. A girl that’s to be as old as me, about 12. A girl with (h/c) hair and shining (e/c) eyes.

She looked wide eyed at me, in a complete state of shock. She doesn’t seem to be one of them. But you never know, they use anything that’s in their power to get someone like me back, even if it is a little girl. I looked with narrow eyes at her. She continued still, but after some seconds the look in her eyes weren’t from fear, but neutral. I felt as she started to breath normally again. Slowly I took my hand off of her mouth, but the knife still where it was.

“You’re bleeding” she said, looking at my arm. What’s with that reaction? Isn’t she scared? Shouldn’t she be screaming for help? That was kind of… unawesome…

“What happened?” she asked bluntly.

Seriously, what’s wrong with her? Asking me so, as if nothing was going on. As if she didn’t notice that I had a knife pressed against her throat.

“It’s none of your business” I whispered, harshly. Why does it matter to her?

“But it seems to hurt…” she replied, looking really concerned at it. “A bullet” I said, my eyes still on hers. I won’t let my guard down. I can’t.

“What?” she asked. And it annoyed me. Was she deaf or something? But I managed to control myself. I sighed and repeated “It vas from a bullet”

She went wide eyed again. “But there isn’t anyone in this city who uses a gun! Violence doesn’t exist here! Are you a foreign?”

This was too much. I took a step backwards and started to laugh. Not a laugh full of joy and fun, but with contempt. When I stopped I looked at her and smirked. “Zhey’ve made a good job on dodging all of you, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

“So innocent… I bet you’re another one who lives a life full of privileges” I told her, not caring if I was or not hurting her feelings. “It’d be a big surprise if I zold you zhat everything you believe in, doesn’t pass from an illusion created by this city…”

“I… I don’t understand…” she stammered.

“Of course you don’t. You don’t understand a zhing” I hissed. I hoped that this would make her run away and let me alone. I don’t need any help. I don’t want to own anyone anything.

But in the contrary, she stayed quite, just staring at me. I stared back. For some minutes we stayed like this, until she spoke. “What’s your name?”

“It’s none of your business” I said again. She just smiled, what made me confused. Isn’t she mad? I’d just shouted at her, and she speaks as if nothing happened. “Mine is ________. Nice to meet you!”

I can’t take this! Why is she so… air-headed? Why is she being so kind? Doesn’t she have any sense? Someone like her wouldn’t last one day in the real world. And somehow she managed to make me answer her question. “My name is Gilbert” I grumbled. ________ smiled wider, some drops of water falling from her soaked hair and clothes.

“Come, I’ll take you home, Gilbert. There I’ll be able to handle your wound, and my mom will get us something to eat and-” but I cut her off. “NO! You can’t zell anyone you saw me! Swear it!” I shouted.

“What-… why? It’s cold out here and-”

“SWEAR IT!!” I shouted again. “Please…” I added in a lower voice.

_________ seemed surprised at first, but then, faster than I could imagine, she took my hand and squeezed it lightly. “I swear” she whispered. And I didn’t move. How did she take my hand that easily? I didn’t see her move at all. I let her come so near to me without noticing it. What if she had a knife? I could be dead. “Gilbert?” she asked, pulling me out of my trance. “Ja?” I asked back.

“Who are you?”

I looked into her eyes, bright (e/c) ones, and I felt I could trust her. But I can’t. I can’t trust anyone, because once you trust someone, once you consider this person as a beloved one, you lose everything. It’s not worth telling this girl who I am. I don’t want to get nearer to her. I don’t want to create bonds with her.

And no matter how many times I told this myself, I still felt that it would be better if I just told her.

“J7293HU8. Zhat’s my I.D.” I finally said.

“Those numbers… could it be that…?” she didn’t end the phrase, but both of us knew what she was thinking. I narrowed my eyes. “Yes, I’m being wanted”

What will she do now? She knows I’m a fugitive. She’ll call the police. It’s what anyone would do. Stupid. Why did you tell her? Now you’re screwed, Gilbert. You’ve ruined everything. If you stayed quite you might have survived, but now there’s no way. She’ll end your life with only one phone call.

But once more that girl surprised me. Instead of being afraid of me she just kept looking bluntly at me.

“Let me help you with this wound. You won’t get any further in the state you’re now” she said, and there was no signal of fear in her voice.

It’s been a while since I felt that surprised. “Vhy?”


“Vhy are you helping me?”

_________ expression was something I couldn’t read in that moment. It was a mix of everything. “B-because you seem to be at my age… and you look so thin, as if you didn’t eat anything in a while… and with that arm…” I watched as she took a deep breath. “I don’t know why…”

That was my line. I started to laugh again, sitting down and resting my head back on the wall. “You’re so careless…”

She just smiled “Yeah, maybe I am”

I smirked at her. She was definitely different from other people, and I didn’t realized that time that this encounter would change everything. And before I fell asleep I felt as she sat next to me and whisper “Thank you for telling me, Gilbert”

“Vhatever…” I mumbled back, closing my eyes and trying to get comfortable. When I was almost asleep I felt as she held my hand tighter. “Will I ever see you again?”

What does she mean with it? Does she actually want to meet me again? Impossible. “I zhink not…”

“But I do want to see you again…”

I opened my eyes and stared directly into hers. “Vhy?”

“Dunno… I just… feel like it…” she answered with a sweet smile. I didn’t know what to do, so I just closed my eyes again. She’s weird.

“Good night, Gil”

“Yeah, gute Nacht…”

~*~*~*~*~*~ Time skip ~*~*~*~*~*~

I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling hungry as hell. I turned my face and saw _________ sleeping next to me, still in the soaked wet clothes and trembling. Stupid girl. What’s she thinking, staying here with me?

I shook my head and sat up. Wait. Why isn’t my arm hurting? I looked at it and for my surprise the wound had been cleaned and stitched. I looked wide eyed at it and then to __________. No. It’ can’t be. She’s in middle school for God’s sake! There’s no way she did this!

I looked around and saw a bag next to me, with it a note.

Hey, Gilbert!
If you’re reading this, I think it’s because you woke up before me.
Well, as you see, after you fell asleep I went home and brought some stuff.
I took the liberty to stich your wounds when you were
asleep, since you wouldn’t let me do it when you were conscious. Don’t worry,
I have a first aid course, so I think there’s nothing wrong with it.
When it heals you just have to pull the line out, should be easy.
Oh, and I know you won’t stay here, so I put some food on the bag, please
eat it all, you need nutrients. And stay safe!
I really hope to see you again, so until then, goodbye.
With love,

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Did she really do all this just because of me? More importantly, for a fugitive? I looked form the note to her, who was still shaking in cold. If you went home why didn’t you changed your own clothes to dry ones?

I didn’t want this, but I own her. A lot. And that’s so not awesome. With a groan I took my scarf off and placed it around her by the best way I could. It was the least I could do.

“Zhank you, _________. I mean it”

And with this I took everything she gave me and stood up. I glanced at her for the last time and started to walk. Good bye, _________. Who knows one day I’ll meet you again.

~*~*~*~*~*~ In the morning, normal P.O.V ~*~*~*~*~

Your back was aching as hell. Well, that what happens when you sleep on the ground, under a bridge. You looked around, expecting to see the white haired boy sleeping next to you, but there was no one. Gilbert was gone.

You knew he wouldn’t stay, but there was still a little bit of hope deep in your heart.

You sighed and sat up, and just as you did it you felt a scarf fall on your lap. Your eyes widen and you felt as the tears started to form in the corner of your eyes. It was without any doubts his scarf. Without thinking, you hugged it tight against your chest, burying your face in it, smelling the essence. It had exactly his fragrance.

I’ll see you again, Gilbert. I definitely will’ you promised, looking up to the sky, hoping that somehow he’d be able to hear it. And that your wish would come true one day.

Until then, I’ll just wait for you
Hello there everybody!! How are you guys? Fine? That's great :D
Well, yes, I know I have 2 fanfics to end, but, again, I couldn't help myself on starting this one.
And yes, I'll do more parts, this is only the prologue (I couldn't put it in the titel since it was too lond XD!)
And this fanfic is inspired on the anime/manga of No.6. I found the story just awesome, but since I don't like the light yaoi thing very much I decided to do it in a Hetalia form!! And with Prussia again!! (cuz he's awesome XD!! :iconprussiawinplz:)
Yeah, I know it doesn't sounds like Prussia in this fic(he's just so OOC DX!), because I just don't know how to do child Prussia, much less Dark Child Prussia -__-
But I swear that in the next chapter it'll get better, since he'll be a teenager and stuff :iconsweatdropplz:
Anyways, just saying that the main idea from this story was taken from No.6, but it won't be like it!! I'll change lots!!!!!

Hope you guys like it though, and comments are veryyyyy welcome XDD :iconmoesmileplz:
you ----> yourself for now :meow:

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Freya-chii Nov 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
iiTsuki-Hime Aug 1, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
It's so beautiful! D':
I think I might cry…
Is my makeup running?
Freya-chii Aug 11, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
XDD yes a little lol Want some :icontissueplz:?
iiTsuki-Hime Aug 12, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I would love that!
I could also do with a mirror and some makeup remover…
GermanyIsMyBaby Jul 15, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Will you RP with me? We can do any pairing you want!
Freya-chii Jul 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
oh, sorry if I took long to answer you -.-'  I was out for some days X'D
Ahm... well, I can try, but I don't promise anything XD (it's the first time I'll RP, so.....)
You can choose the pairing, I don't really mind :)  (as long as I know them it's fine XD)
GermanyIsMyBaby Jul 16, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Am kind of new at it to, so we can just make a fluffy one.
I think I might I cry at how brilliant this was.
Freya-chii Mar 11, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
omg don't cry!! here, wanna some :icontissueplz:? :iconpetplz:
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