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 you like it!
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It was very cold in the segundo buwan of the taon 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 kalye while the wind made his short blonde hair dance. A tall woman opened the door behind the boy ‘’Ludwig would you please come inside? You might catch a cold.’’ Ludwig stood up, walked to the living room and sat down susunod 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 sinabi 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.’’ sinabi 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 sinabi weakly ‘’Will you 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 you brother. ’’ Ludwig sinabi while he tried not to cry ‘’I promise’’ Gilbert started to smile ‘’Thank you, I’m so glad’’ he sinabi and he gave his little brother a hug.
‘’What’s in your bag?’’ he asked curiously? Ludwig took a box of tsokolate out of his bag ‘’Here our neighbor gave this to me but you can have it.’’ ‘’Thanks’’ Gilbert sinabi 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 bulaklak he fold to his little brother. ‘’This will help you think about me.’’ Ludwig accepted the bulaklak and walked to his room. A paper bulaklak he fold a few weeks nakaraan laid susunod to his bed. He picked up the flower, walked back to living room and gave it to his older brother. ‘’Now you can also think about me.’’ Ludwig said. Gilbert smiled and started to yawn. ‘’Are you tired dear?’’ his mother asked. Gilbert nodded. ‘’Shall I leave you alone then?’’ Ludwig asked. Gilbert shook his head ‘’No! I want you and Mutti to stay with me.’’
Ludwig walked to the sopa and sat susunod to his brother. His mother did the same and started to stroke both of her boys’ hair. Suddenly Gilbert accidently dropped the bulaklak 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 sinabi ‘’Thank…. you…. Ludwig’’ The dying boy closed his eyes after he sinabi 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 sinabi ‘’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 you feeling Ludwig?’’ she asked. Ludwig sighed ‘’I miss Gilbert.’’ Ludwig’s mother sat down susunod to her son ‘’I also miss him.’’ she sinabi ‘’But, he’s still with us you know.’’ ‘’Really?’’ Ludwig asked surprised. ‘’Yes, in here’’ his mother sinabi 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 or what we do, Gilbert will always be with us.’’ Ludwig dried his eyes ‘’Yes, that’s true.’’