Hetalia: The New Generation {Hetalia Fanfic} [#Wattys2016]

Chapter 10: A Born Coward

"Yao! Heal Arthur as soon as possible! We still need him here!!" Alfred demanded. Yao quickly obeyed Alfred's words and started concentrating on his healing powers. First, he took off the dinner knife from Arthur's chest then green aura surrounded his hands. Alfred was crying. "Arthur... Hold on.. You're going to be ok..." Alfred said to himself. As he was a child, he was taken care by Arthur himself, which made him his ex-brother. Suddenly, he remembered what he gave to him as a child. A little toy soldier. It was a whole box. He remembers that Arthur left just for him. At the Revolutionary War, he spared his ex-brothers life, just like how Arthur did not shoot him at the chest because he loved his dear brother. Francis leaned over to Alfred's position. 6 hours later, Yao's aura stopped. "I-I'm sorry, everyone." Yao announced. "Why?" Alfred asked. "The dinner knife has very strong poison and cannot be stopped. Arthur...didn't make it-aru." The Chinese explained. Alfred stood up. "N-No..." He ran to his office very fast. At his office, he teared all the paperworks he made for the other countries. He sat down at his desk, removed his glasses and cried. When he rose his head, there was a letter and a gift wrapped up. He opened the letter. It said: "Dear Alfred, First of all, I want to say sorry for the bad things i said, for all the bad things i did to you. I couldn't forgive myself for what i've done wrong. The reason why i can't shoot you because i loved you as a brother. My life is incomplete without you. I cannot give my love to someone else. I know you hated me and wanted freedom, but all i could think is you. I left you because i wanted to protect you. If you came with me, i'm sure you'll die. I wanted to say thank you for loving me back as well. Thank you. From your big brother, Arthur Kirkland" Alfred's eyes filled with more tears while reading the letter. He opened the gift. It was a tiny toy soldier. It had a message on the back. Alfred collapsed into the floor and clutched the letter at his chest. "I love you too, Arthur... I'm sorry if i was a born coward...." he said to himself. His big brother's love was so strong, stronger than a push of a table. He realized that all this time, his ex-brother never hated him. Francis pushed open the door and seen Alfred, still crying at the floor. "I'm sorry for zhe loss of your brother, Al." he said. A flower bloomed at the empty flower vase. Arthur's soul hugged Alfred tight. If it weren't for his love, Alfred will die. To Be Continued