Almost Friends
anonymous
January 13 2011, 05:21:01 UTC
[Hi, have a little drabblefill - I hope a better filler than I tackles this, but! Set in 1905.]
Once, when he was young, he met a child his age at the edge of his lands - a small boy, with large, soft eyes and a softer smile. The boy had promised that someday, someday, they would be friends before he disappeared back into his own land.
Now they live in the same house, but the boy is grown and gone and Lithuania thinks that they will never be friends at all.
He's being held against the wall, hands pressing deep into his shoulders, staring up into Russia's cold, empty eyes. Just a few months ago they had been full of life - pain, too, and sorrow, but Russia had at least looked alive. Now there is nothing there but that cold smile, and Lithuania cannot tell what it hides.
"Little one was bad," Russia sings out, his voice unnaturally high and childish. "Trying to rebel, right after so many of my children did! Why are you so slow to learn?"
"Your people rebelled because they were hurting!" Lithuania screams back, not caring if he is hurt for it. "The same as mine! You're hurting all of us, Russia, and that's why we're trying to leave!"
Russia pauses for a moment, loosening his grip just a little. "This is not hurting. This is teaching. You need to learn to be good, to know your place. Everyone does." He giggles then, his voice cracking just a little, and Lithuania shudders with fear. "So I will teach everyone!"
"All this does is make everyone hate you," Lithuania hisses, teeth clenched. "And we'll get out sooner or later. We will."
With another too-high laugh, Russia grabs Lithuania's head and slams it hard against the wall. "No, no, I do not think so. You will stay here forever. A-all my good children will."
And as Lithuania's head swims with pain, he wonders what happened to that small child, and if he is gone for good.
But for now, all there is is the pain of knowing that someone who had almost been a friend is gone.
Re: Almost Friends
anonymous
January 13 2011, 05:53:55 UTC
This is rally, realy good! After reading the third volumne of Hetalia, I can't help but see Russia and Lithuania's relationship in a different light, and this is basically it.
That last line nailed it. The last two together even more so just made me hurt a little in the good way. (the yes this is what I was hoping for if Lithuania is used way) I'm going to ramble if I'm not careful but even if it's short you got it (though op never minds if other characters are done too)s
Once, when he was young, he met a child his age at the edge of his lands - a small boy, with large, soft eyes and a softer smile. The boy had promised that someday, someday, they would be friends before he disappeared back into his own land.
Now they live in the same house, but the boy is grown and gone and Lithuania thinks that they will never be friends at all.
He's being held against the wall, hands pressing deep into his shoulders, staring up into Russia's cold, empty eyes. Just a few months ago they had been full of life - pain, too, and sorrow, but Russia had at least looked alive. Now there is nothing there but that cold smile, and Lithuania cannot tell what it hides.
"Little one was bad," Russia sings out, his voice unnaturally high and childish. "Trying to rebel, right after so many of my children did! Why are you so slow to learn?"
"Your people rebelled because they were hurting!" Lithuania screams back, not caring if he is hurt for it. "The same as mine! You're hurting all of us, Russia, and that's why we're trying to leave!"
Russia pauses for a moment, loosening his grip just a little. "This is not hurting. This is teaching. You need to learn to be good, to know your place. Everyone does." He giggles then, his voice cracking just a little, and Lithuania shudders with fear. "So I will teach everyone!"
"All this does is make everyone hate you," Lithuania hisses, teeth clenched. "And we'll get out sooner or later. We will."
With another too-high laugh, Russia grabs Lithuania's head and slams it hard against the wall. "No, no, I do not think so. You will stay here forever. A-all my good children will."
And as Lithuania's head swims with pain, he wonders what happened to that small child, and if he is gone for good.
But for now, all there is is the pain of knowing that someone who had almost been a friend is gone.
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