Just... a Dream *One Shot Song Fic*
Song: Just a Dream
READ: This is a sad song fic that will have you going …Why did I create such Evilness? Because I was being an Idiot and was listening to sad songs. My emotions are GREATLY influenced by music. So On YouTube I have a list of happy songs and okay songs. I decided to click on a Video link away from my list and about 2 hours later I’m crying my ass off listening to this song. So to get it out of me I’m writing about it…even if you don’t like sad tings…please read this I promise you like it *awesome foreshadowing brought to you by Prussia*…
You walk down the wedding isle your /color/ locks tied up in a beautiful bun and your /color/ eyes glistening with tears of joy. You see you’re soon to be husband Alfred, standing at the front trying to be a man and not cry. You’re Maid of Honor Mei, also known as Taiwan was agreeing with Alfred’s best man, Arthur, also known as England, on how lucky you and Alfred were. You got to the end of the isle and looked lovingly into his blue eyes. And they were full of love for you.
“We’re gathered here today-“
“Yo! Old man! This may be a Wedding, but let’s not make it a snooze fest!”
Al had yelled loudly surprising everyone. The stood there dumbfounded before you start laughing and grab Al pulling him down. You had prepared for this.
“I-I do…” Al stuttered a bit surprised.
You wink at the priest who rolled his eyes with a smile on his face.
“I now pronounce you Man and Wife!”
And with that you pull Al down into a passionate Kiss. This was the start of the rest of your wonderful life with him.
“N-No! Al you can’t go!”
“*Name…I have to…to serve my country…”
“Bu-but Al! I can’t handle it! We’ve been married for two days!”
You say tears running down your face. You and Al were getting ready for your honeymoon when a letter arrived. It was from the Military…they needed more soldiers to fight in the Vietnam War and Al was being drafted. He went up to you and hugged you tightly.
“I promise I’ll be back soon…” He whispered before bending down giving you a gentle kiss.
“Good Bye Al! I love you! Write every day!”
You say tears in your eyes. You were seeing Al off; there were hundreds of other draftees there with their families. Arthur and Matthew came to see their brother off and Mei and Elizaveta, also known as Elizaveta came to give you emotional support. Al looked back and ran up to you kissing you passionately tears streaming down his eyes.
“Good bye *name*I love you…see ya soon.” He said with a sad smile.
You about near fainted but Elizaveta and Mei held you hugging you as you cried. They tried to cheer you up; Matthew even let you hold his beloved Polar Bear, Mr. Kumajiro. It helped a bit knowing that everybody cared. Mei drove you home where you collapsed on your bed crying.
“And while I can’t eat burgers and everyone here is a bit depressing, things are going okay. We’ll be going into the actual battles in two days. But I’ll be fine! I’m gonna be the Hero and save everyone! Any way Love ya Babe!”
You put down the letter leaning against Matthew, your voice a bit sore from crying.
“Well it looks like Alfred it doing just fine *name* No need to worry.” Elizaveta smiled
“Ya Al may be stupid, but he’s strong. He’ll be back in no time and you’ll wish he stayed in Vietnam!’ Arthur said with a bit of enthusiasm.
You give a real smile and Mei hugs you saying for how brave you were being. You were glad Matthew was letting you rest you head on him even though you knew it made him uncomfortable. Matthew looked so much like Al that being around him made you think of Al and all his lovable stupidness. Al had been gone for about three days. Since then you’ve rarely left the house and your friends were worried.
“Thanks guys, you can go now, I’ll be fine. Just wanted to read you the letters he sent…”
You were going through Al’s storage, tiding things up for when he came back. He had been gone for a total of two weeks now and you were getting a bit used to him being gone, but still missed him a lot.
“Oh, this is in here?”
You pull out an old Antique Gun that had been a gift from Arthur. It was from world war two. And according to Arthur it still worked and had one bullet left. Al had wanted to test it out but you had forbid him. From it, he whined for a week, but eventually went to the next exciting thing. You smile loving the happy memory. You set the gun down and continue cleaning. You hear a knock on the door. You thought it was Mei coming to visit a bit earlier than planned.
You stop in your tracks seeing a solider looking grim. You turn pale as he gave you a crisp white envelope with the American seal on it.
You hope that Al had just gotten hurt and he wasn’t dead. You open it and read the black print. He had died saving injured soldiers in Vietnam. Your vision blurred and you gripped the door frame.
“Ma’am we are sorry for your loss. Here…” He handed her a folded up American flag and turned and left. You close the door and collapse on the floor. Crying. Your Al…he was gone forever.
Mei knocked on the door, she was visiting to help *Name* make care packs for the soldiers. She waited a minute and knocked again. But no one was answering.
“That’s weird. And her door is unlocked…”
Mei opened the door and gasped seeing you on the floor. Your cheeks stained with tears. She rushed over to you. You had fallen unconscious from pure exhaustion. She looked at the letter that had been next to you, but it was completely unreadable because your tears had blotched the ink. Mei ran to the phone and called Arthur. He rushed over with Matthew and Elizaveta. They picked you up and put you on the bed. They went into the kitchen trying to figure out what was happening.
You wake up hearing voices in your kitchen. Getting up you walked in there to see all your friends worried faces. You had forgotten what had happened for a second…but then you saw the blotched letter and you knees gave way and you started crying again.
“Oh *Name!* what’s wrong?” Mei came over and helped you over to the couch.
She rubbed your back slowly to soothe you a bit. Elizaveta sat on your other side hugging you. Arthur and Matthew came over and sat across from you.
“Did Al get hurt?” Elizaveta asks smoothing out your messed up hair.
“N-N-No, the letter said h-he d-d-d-“ You broke down crying again, but everyone seemed to know exactly what you were going to say.
Mei and Elizaveta gasped. And Matthew bolted up and ran into the bathroom and it sounded like he was puking. Arthur sat there tears falling from his eyes. You shook with all you’re sobbing and everyone just sat there quietly crying.
You sit next to Mei crying. You wore a black dress and veil that covered your /color/ eyes that were filled with tears. Your /color/ locks were full of rats and tangles from neglect. Mei rubbed your back Again. The preacher was droning on about Al’s life and how he would be missed. You zoned him out as you tried remembering his sweet smile, his beautiful blue eyes, his soft blonde hair, His hilarious sense of humor, everything you loved about him…it was all slowly fading away.
It was the after meeting ((IDK what it’s called but the thing you have after the actual funeral)) and you were standing by the window with an empty stare. Mei trying her best to cheer you up. Matthew walks over not a smile on his face you look at him and gripped your glass of water. He looked so much like…
“H-Hey *Name*…I just hope you’re doing alright…I mean Al was my brother, but you...you loved him in a diff-“
You had thrown water in his face and were about to lunge at him but Mei held you back. Everybody was dumbfounded. And you glared at him in rage.
“SHUT UP! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP! STOP LOOKING SO MUCH LIKE HIM! STOP SOUNDING SO MUCH LIKE HIM!”
Matthew had started to cry and you broke out of your rage. Seeing one of your friends cry like that knowing you caused it broke your already broken heart into even more shattered pieces.
“I-I-I’m sorry…” You broke out of Mei’s hold and bolted out of the building running to your house.
You blot through your door and collapsed in the kitchen crying. You just couldn’t handle it any more. Al he was there since the beginning. You had loved each other since the first time you met and you patiently waited until you were old enough to get married so you could live the rest of your life with him. You first met when you were seven. You were crying because the other girls were pushing you and picking on you, suddenly you heard someone yell “THE HERO IS HERE TO SAVE YOU!” And he jumped off from the tree branch above you and picked you up and ran through the girls. Since then you grew to love him more and more. Al never once looked at another girl and he was always there to come and save you. You two were the perfect couple…But this damn stupid war…You shakily get up and raid the fridge grabbing some beer. You drank the whole pack and sobbed some more. You notice the gun on the kitchen counter and you laugh. Picking it up you walk into your room and lock the door.
“Good time as any to see if this actually works…”
You heard pounding on the door and Mei’s voice came through along with Arthur’s.
“*Name*? *Name*! Open the door!”
“*Name* what are you doing?”
You smile sadly and hold the gun to your chest…”Good bye…”
You open your eyes slowly; you were in a white room and a bed. You heard soft cries next to you. You turn your head to see Al holding your hand, crying into the bed.
“A-Al? Y-You’re alive?” You ask tears welling up in your eyes.
Al’s head jerked up, his face stained with tears. You looked at him and there was bandaging around his head and he had a cast on his right arm. He got up and pulled you into an embrace.
“Ya. I’m Alive…I thought you were gonna die though…”
“W-what? But you were drafted the the Vietnam War a-and I got a letter saying y-you died a-and-“
He put a finger to your mouth so you would stop talking.
“No babe, the year is 2013. We were driving in our limo. Remember. We just had gotten married and were heading to the reception. Then a jack ass crashed into us. You’ve been in a Coma for two weeks…I just got a few injuries…but...the docs said you might never wake up…”
Tears started flooding out of his eyes and you embrace him this time. You smile happily and kiss him gently.