A/N: Hi everyone. This is the first hetalia fanfiction I've written. It's actually is a very long one shot, but I've decided to post it into parts. So here is the first part of "Die Blume aus Papier" (It's German for ''the paper flower''). The story takes place during the cold war, It's rather sad, but I hope anda like it!
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It was very cold in the detik bulan of the tahun 1959. All the people in Berlin stayed inside to warm themselves up behind the cozy fireplace. But there still was a little boy somewhere in the east of Berlin who stayed outside. His sad blue eyes stared at the white jalan, street while the wind made his short blonde hair dance. A tall woman opened the door behind the boy ‘’Ludwig would anda please come inside? anda might catch a cold.’’ Ludwig stood up, walked to the living room and sat down selanjutnya to the old sofa where a ten-year-old boy was coughing heavily.
The boy had blonde hair just like Ludwig. His eyes were also similar to Ludwig’s, the only difference was the brown color. It was not hard to see that the two boys were brothers. The boy's mother sat down to check his temperature ‘’Oh dear you’re so warm.’’ She berkata and she looked at her other son ‘’Mutti is Gilbert going to die?’’ asked the eight-year old boy while he looked at his mother with worried eyes. His mother nodded and started to cry. ‘’No! That can't be true.’’ Ludwig cried out. ‘’I’m afraid it is.’’ berkata his mother. Ludwig cried while he held his brothers hand tightly.
Gilbert reached out his other hand and wiped one of Ludwig’s tears away. ‘’Ludwig?’’ he berkata weakly ‘’Will anda promise me something?’’ Ludwig wiped the rest of his tears away ‘’What is it, brother?’’ Gilbert coughed a bit ‘’Promise to never forget about me.’’ ‘’I’ll never forget about anda brother. ’’ Ludwig berkata while he tried not to cry ‘’I promise’’ Gilbert started to smile ‘’Thank you, I’m so glad’’ he berkata and he gave his little brother a hug.
‘’What’s in your bag?’’ he asked curiously? Ludwig took a box of cokelat out of his bag ‘’Here our neighbor gave this to me but anda can have it.’’ ‘’Thanks’’ Gilbert berkata while he opened the box After he ate a few bonbons, he picked up the paper in the box and started to fold it. Ludwig watched him with all his attention. His brother could create beautiful things with just a simple piece of paper. ‘’Done’’ Gilbert said, and he gave the bunga he fold to his little brother. ‘’This will help anda think about me.’’ Ludwig accepted the bunga and walked to his room. A paper bunga he fold a few weeks yang lalu laid selanjutnya to his bed. He picked up the flower, walked back to living room and gave it to his older brother. ‘’Now anda can also think about me.’’ Ludwig said. Gilbert smiled and started to yawn. ‘’Are anda tired dear?’’ his mother asked. Gilbert nodded. ‘’Shall I leave anda alone then?’’ Ludwig asked. Gilbert shook his head ‘’No! I want anda and Mutti to stay with me.’’
Ludwig walked to the dipan, sofa and sat selanjutnya to his brother. His mother did the same and started to stroke both of her boys’ hair. Suddenly Gilbert accidently dropped the bunga his brother gave him. He desperately tried to pick it up, but he knew that he didn’t even had enough strength for that. Ludwig saw how his brother was fighting for the flower. He picked it up and put it on his brother’s chest. With a feeling of relief Gilbert smiled at his brother and berkata ‘’Thank…. you…. Ludwig’’ The dying boy closed his eyes after he berkata his last words.
Ludwig felt sad, he knew that his brother would never wake up again. He hold his hand and remembered how they played games together, How Gilbert always saved him from the bullies that were taunting him, the warm summers they spend in the lake and the cold winters where they gave each other warmth.
Ludwig’s mother felt the pulse of her little boy. She embraced her youngest son and berkata ‘’He just turned into an angel.’’ Ludwig had never felt so sad in his life. His one and only brother whom he loved and respected so much was gone. Ludwig burst into tears and ran to his room. He just wanted to be alone.
After a while his mother came in. ‘’How are anda feeling Ludwig?’’ she asked. Ludwig sighed ‘’I miss Gilbert.’’ Ludwig’s mother sat down selanjutnya to her son ‘’I also miss him.’’ she berkata ‘’But, he’s still with us anda know.’’ ‘’Really?’’ Ludwig asked surprised. ‘’Yes, in here’’ his mother berkata as she pointed her finger to Ludwig’s chest ‘’Gilbert is an angel, he can watch the earth from heaven. It doesn’t matter where we’ll go atau what we do, Gilbert will always be with us.’’ Ludwig dried his eyes ‘’Yes, that’s true.’’
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It was very cold in the detik bulan of the tahun 1959. All the people in Berlin stayed inside to warm themselves up behind the cozy fireplace. But there still was a little boy somewhere in the east of Berlin who stayed outside. His sad blue eyes stared at the white jalan, street while the wind made his short blonde hair dance. A tall woman opened the door behind the boy ‘’Ludwig would anda please come inside? anda might catch a cold.’’ Ludwig stood up, walked to the living room and sat down selanjutnya to the old sofa where a ten-year-old boy was coughing heavily.
The boy had blonde hair just like Ludwig. His eyes were also similar to Ludwig’s, the only difference was the brown color. It was not hard to see that the two boys were brothers. The boy's mother sat down to check his temperature ‘’Oh dear you’re so warm.’’ She berkata and she looked at her other son ‘’Mutti is Gilbert going to die?’’ asked the eight-year old boy while he looked at his mother with worried eyes. His mother nodded and started to cry. ‘’No! That can't be true.’’ Ludwig cried out. ‘’I’m afraid it is.’’ berkata his mother. Ludwig cried while he held his brothers hand tightly.
Gilbert reached out his other hand and wiped one of Ludwig’s tears away. ‘’Ludwig?’’ he berkata weakly ‘’Will anda promise me something?’’ Ludwig wiped the rest of his tears away ‘’What is it, brother?’’ Gilbert coughed a bit ‘’Promise to never forget about me.’’ ‘’I’ll never forget about anda brother. ’’ Ludwig berkata while he tried not to cry ‘’I promise’’ Gilbert started to smile ‘’Thank you, I’m so glad’’ he berkata and he gave his little brother a hug.
‘’What’s in your bag?’’ he asked curiously? Ludwig took a box of cokelat out of his bag ‘’Here our neighbor gave this to me but anda can have it.’’ ‘’Thanks’’ Gilbert berkata while he opened the box After he ate a few bonbons, he picked up the paper in the box and started to fold it. Ludwig watched him with all his attention. His brother could create beautiful things with just a simple piece of paper. ‘’Done’’ Gilbert said, and he gave the bunga he fold to his little brother. ‘’This will help anda think about me.’’ Ludwig accepted the bunga and walked to his room. A paper bunga he fold a few weeks yang lalu laid selanjutnya to his bed. He picked up the flower, walked back to living room and gave it to his older brother. ‘’Now anda can also think about me.’’ Ludwig said. Gilbert smiled and started to yawn. ‘’Are anda tired dear?’’ his mother asked. Gilbert nodded. ‘’Shall I leave anda alone then?’’ Ludwig asked. Gilbert shook his head ‘’No! I want anda and Mutti to stay with me.’’
Ludwig walked to the dipan, sofa and sat selanjutnya to his brother. His mother did the same and started to stroke both of her boys’ hair. Suddenly Gilbert accidently dropped the bunga his brother gave him. He desperately tried to pick it up, but he knew that he didn’t even had enough strength for that. Ludwig saw how his brother was fighting for the flower. He picked it up and put it on his brother’s chest. With a feeling of relief Gilbert smiled at his brother and berkata ‘’Thank…. you…. Ludwig’’ The dying boy closed his eyes after he berkata his last words.
Ludwig felt sad, he knew that his brother would never wake up again. He hold his hand and remembered how they played games together, How Gilbert always saved him from the bullies that were taunting him, the warm summers they spend in the lake and the cold winters where they gave each other warmth.
Ludwig’s mother felt the pulse of her little boy. She embraced her youngest son and berkata ‘’He just turned into an angel.’’ Ludwig had never felt so sad in his life. His one and only brother whom he loved and respected so much was gone. Ludwig burst into tears and ran to his room. He just wanted to be alone.
After a while his mother came in. ‘’How are anda feeling Ludwig?’’ she asked. Ludwig sighed ‘’I miss Gilbert.’’ Ludwig’s mother sat down selanjutnya to her son ‘’I also miss him.’’ she berkata ‘’But, he’s still with us anda know.’’ ‘’Really?’’ Ludwig asked surprised. ‘’Yes, in here’’ his mother berkata as she pointed her finger to Ludwig’s chest ‘’Gilbert is an angel, he can watch the earth from heaven. It doesn’t matter where we’ll go atau what we do, Gilbert will always be with us.’’ Ludwig dried his eyes ‘’Yes, that’s true.’’
