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This is my response to Katrina's challenge. This is a ficlet about my two new Hetalia OCs, so technically it is a fanfiction sort of thing...ish...anyway, I hope you enjoy, but I must warn you that sucky ficlet is sucky. The song is "Serenato" by Kalafina.
Amalita isomee (ee..)
Iyorohei meheeeya (aa..)
Salabisi iyomee (iyomee)
Yomeeya
Aaaiimeheya he yomehe (ee..)
Amalita isomee iyomee kiye aaai itabiya somee
Eleiteya eleiteya haa..
Music could always be heard through that house. Whether it were the sound of the piano, the hum of a violin, or the sound of someone singing, the house was never quiet. Mostly it was of a classical nature, usually Chopin or Mozart, but sometimes exotic sounds would seep through the conformity of the concertos. That was when life was perfect. I had my family, but most importantly, my sister.
I would only see Dusana occasionally when I was small, as she was living and was being raised by Hungary, and I resided in the house of Austria. Then, our caretakers decided to wed. How happy we all were, to be together. Sadly, a mere fifty years later, it would all be ripped apart by a mere gunshot.
None of us wanted war. None of us. You could have asked any nation at the time, the answers would have all been the same. However, Serbia carried some sort of hidden hatred for us, one I never came to understand. Austria didn't want to be too hasty after that day, but it only came down to one thing, the thing we all dreaded.
Everything started to spiral downward from then on. Germany had broken previous pacts in attempts to help us, and the Allies were closing in on us, more importantly, Russia was closing in.
I was afraid. Afraid for losing everything, but as I would later find out, I wasn't the only one.
Haru wo matsu hana no you ni, kaze no naka furueteita,
Mou sukoshi chikaku ni kite, inochi ni furetai (koteiya)
Kami-sama ga inai kuni no sora no nai, sougen ni wa
Kaeritai, kaerenai to nageku toritachi no shirabe
The fighting seemed to be infinite, but finally the verdict came: we had been beaten down, we lost. I was relieved everything was over, but we were not about to get off without punishment (as if losing the war wasn't enough). Austria and Hungary were forced to separate and to Austria's dismay, she went to live with Russia. I was fearful then that I would also lose my sister to Russia, but we were given a house of our own to live in, just the two of us. We didn't know what to do at first, but both of us were slightly excited about being a nation like everyone else, no longer a territory. Once again, our content was short lived, just twenty years later, Dusana abandoned me in fear of her own safety for the dictatorship of Germany...as had the rest of my family.
Itoshii hito to yorisotte ikiteyukitai
(tee yama isaya)
Itsumo inotteiru no wa, anata no koto bakari
Namida wo uta ni kaete,
Amaku kanaderu yo serenato suzu no ne,
Natsu no arika sagashite,
Koyoi saigo no hoshi ga terasu
Michi o yukou, futari de!
I felt betrayed, but soon, I too was under Germany's thumb, along with the majority of Europe. I never wanted to serve the monster that he called his boss, his Fuhrer, but the more I refused and tried to fight back, the more cruel were the punishments to my people.
The Allies once again came to the rescue of Europe, saving all of us from the blackness of the heart of Germany, but not without our own losses. Huge populations had been wiped off the face of the planet, and although ours were disturbingly fleeting, we didn't suffer as Poland had. He was never the same...
Taiyou ga kakurete kara tamashii wa kogoeteita
Shinjinai, shinjitai to ai wo samayotta futari
I wanted to accept my sister again after she returned, asking me for help, and I did. Even though I welcomed her as I always would have, I wanted to forgive her, and tried, but the hurt of the betrayal and the fact that all I had wanted in the first place was to be together with my family, my WHOLE family was never completey accomplished and in the end, I found myself winding up alone.
Itoshii anata to yorisotte ikiteyuketara
(tee iyama isaya)
Itsuka sabishii daichi ni hikari wo yobimodoshite
As the years passed, I spoke with Austria as much as possible, as I would come to find out, we were all lonely and fighting for peace, in our own continent and inside ourselves.
On the outside, he was the same reserved individual and the house, despite the loss of the employees was still in quite reasonable condition. However, there was one thing I noticed about him, my old home, and myself: I never heard the music I heard in my childhood again. The music of memories, love, and even the essence to live, were completely gone...and it would take a very long time for me to retrieve it.
Inochi no tabiji wo yuku,
Kanaderu hibiki wa serenato suzu no ne
Natsu no kage wo kasanete
Itsuka tooi shizukana sora e todoku yo
Namida wo uta ni kaete
Yumeji ni kanaderu serenato suzu no ne
Natsu no arika sagashite
Itsuka tooi saigo no machi e
Hane o yasume futari de nemurou
Salamitai somee iyome kie ya haa
 Chibi-Speck · Tue Jan 12, 2010 @ 07:26pm · 0 Comments |
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