[Song Fics A-Z] Last Kiss: Holy Roman Empire x Chibitalia

So, I don't think this one is as good as some of my others, but I do like it nonetheless. ;3;

Created by xXxKibasxXxGirlxXx on Sunday, July 31, 2011

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I still remember the look on your face
Lit through the darkness at 1:58
The words that you whispered
For just us to know
Told me you loved me
So why did you go away?
Away

I do recall now the smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement
I ran off the plane
That July 9th
The beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt
I can still feel your arms


― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―

It pained the Holy Roman Empire, thinking abou how he had to leave to go off to war.

Even more so, it killed him that he was forced to leave his beloved.

His Italy.

He felt a strong connection towards her, loved her dearly.

However, she wasn't as willing.

She

didn't want to see the same scars on him as she did her grandfather.

It pained her to see everyone crumbling around her.

In all honesty, she did love the Holy Roman Empire, but she was just too worried to carry any feelings out.

― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―


But now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is that
I don't know how to be something you miss
I never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips

― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―

After years began passing, and no return from the Holy Roman Empire, Italy began to lose hope.

She

would lock herself away, swallowing herself in self pity.

She

didn't care though, for all she cared about was whether or not the one whom she loved was alright.

Not a letter, nothing, was sent to comfort her. Let her know that he was fine.

That he'd return to her soon.

He promised he'd see her again.

How much longer would she have to wait?

― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―


I do remember
The swing of your step
The life of the party, you're showing off again
And I roll my eyes and then
You pull me in
I'm not much for dancing
But for you I did

Because I love your handshake, meeting my father
I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets
How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something
There's not a day when I don't miss those rude interruptions

― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―

Some time later, Italy began giving up hope.

Austria had finally realized that after all those years, Italy was in fact a male and began to treat him as such.

It was due to that fact, that Italy started losing the feelings that he once harvested towards the Holy Roman Empire.

He wasn't going to return.

Italy wasn't going to wait.

― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―


So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are

And I hope the sun shines
And it's a beautiful day
And something reminds you
You wish you had stayed
You can plan for a change in weather and time
But I never planned on you changing your mind

― ♪ ♫ ♪ ―
Not much is known of what happened to the Holy Roman Empire.

However, time and time again, Italy will dream of what it would of been like.

Had he returned.

The two would run towards each other, arms opened wide, ready for an embrace.

Other nights, it was the opposite.

His body would return in a casket.

Cold.

Unmoving.

Dead.

Those dreams would be the one thing that would wake Italy from a deep sleep.

He would never know what had happened to the one that he once loved.

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Your name, forever the name on my lips.

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