Hetalia One-Shots (Requests are open)

Chrysanthemum

;-; I'm in a depressed mood so don't judge this chapter. I have no idea why I'm depressed... 

2p self: Oh I don't know maybe because you're listening to a fucking sad song.

 Me: Shut up

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

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I laughed bitterly as I stared at Nagasaki once a proud city now a pile of ruins. My eyes held a manic gleam in them, Oh don't get me wrong it hurt like hell those atomic bombs. I sighed bitterly and dropped to my knees. I surrender, they have won. Those damn Allies, I thought, it was all their fault. Plus Germany and Italy, they abandoned me. 

But a tiny voice inside me held reason, just a slither of thought crossed my mind: 'It's my fault.' And my last defense broke down. I screamed in agony and pain, as I just realized what I'd done. I looked at my hands, stained with blood from those wounds I got from the bomb. Instead I imagined it was the blood of innocent people and even some of my friends'.

I broke down as I realized that many innocent people died, at my hands. I looked around the city of Nagasaki, a ruin now. I stood there in a kneeling position, it was silent, not a sound for miles. I couldn't live with the guilt and I am ashamed of what I'd done. I looked at my katana and limped towards it, I now felt the pain the atomic bombs caused and I fell right next to my katana. In pain, I managed to get the hilt of my katana, I lifted it up and positioned it, so when I put it down it would hit my stomach. 

I was about to strike at myself when something grabbed the katana from my hands. I looked up at who stopped me, but my view started to blur, and I willingly let the dark consume me.

~A few hours~

I woke up to see white, a different view from the grayish sky of Nagasaki.  I looked around to see I was in a hospital, and there was the man who dropped the atomic bombs. I refused to look at him, my pride taking over. The door opened and I looked to see Germany and Italy there.

"Kiku!" Italy cried as he saw me, instead of hugging me he just went to sat down on the chair next to the bed.

"Fericiano-san" I managed to say before bursting into a coughing fit. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I looked to see Germany there giving me a look of pity.

"You should rest Kiku, those bombs must have hurt" He said and I nodded in agreement. The door opened with the rest of the Allies there. Italy gave them a wary look, especially England. He was still afraid of England.

"Ahem... Well Japan what is your answer: Will you surrender or will you continue this foolish war" England said in an annoyed voice but a look of concern in his eyes betrayed him.

I felt a surge of pride and I wanted to say I'll continue with the war. But I knew it was over, so many of my people dead, my land was in ruins. "I surrender..." England nodded in satisfaction. I looked at all of their faces. Germany's looked grim, Italy looked pale, Russia was smiling, England seemed glad that I surrendered, France took a sigh of relief, China had a conflict of emotions in his eyes. America... well America was at the window.

Everyone eventually piled out, but China stayed for a while so did America. China looked at me I didn't know if he was going to shout at me for what I did to him. He looked at me for a moment before sitting down on the chair near me.

"Suicide is not the answer, aru..." He said it so quietly I barely heard it but all the same the message was there. "America told me, and even though I hate you for what you put me through and what you did to the others..."

I looked down in shame, of course he would hate me. What did I expect? "I don't want you to die, aru." He said, I looked at him and he looked at me seriously. "You're still my brother and you're family, Kiku. No matter what you do I will always see you as my brother." 

He left after that, I wasn't able to say anything, for he left in a hurry. I barely noticed America come close to me. He looked at me with shame, for what? I don't know. 

"You don't have to say anything but I could totally understand if you hate me. I'm sorry dude you were being crazy, you were getting out of hand, first you bombed Pearl Harbor, second you basically dragged me into a fucking war and third you attacked the Philippines and some of my people were there and not to mention the Philippines was under American rule." He paused.

"But I'm sorry I practically bombed all of your cities, Nagasaki and Hiroshima, plus other cities.  I hate myself for that and I feel like a fucking idiot. I want to fix the destruction I caused, I'll help you get back to your feet. But it would take years and some other countries still don't trust you." He said and I nodded in understanding, but I did far worse than him in my opinion.

"Stop beating yourself up dude, I can see it in your eyes. You blame yourself for everything, well don't, we all have our share of bloody pasts but the past is past and what we learned from our past we should apply to the present for a better future." He said and I still felt like it was my fault but I nodded all the same.

"No use in changing your mind" He said and went to a table on the far corner of the room. I wondered what he was doing, before he came back with a bouquet of chrysanthemums. He put them in the vase  next to the bed and gave me a piece of paper. "Get well soon, Kiku." He said and left.

I opened the note and as I read my eyes started to water. I wiped them away and tried to get some rest.

'Dear Kiku,

I apologize for what I did, but here are just some of the things I couldn't say personally. When I saw  you about to kill yourself, I felt as if it was my fault. I drove you to attempt suicide. The day the bombs fell I wanted to stop them, I wanted to stop the whole thing all together but I had to do it for you and the others. I miss being buddies you know? Back when there was no war. Also one last thing: Don't beat yourself up for what you did, for we are all stained with blood. 

Sincerely,

Alfred F. Jones

P.S. I hope we can be buddies again.'

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Okay this is obviously about the bombing of Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Now I will explain stuff.

America first joined WWII when Japan dropped bombs in Pearl Harbor, a military base, then Japan occupied the Philippines which was under American rule at the time. Germany and Italy had already surrended while Japan continued, as a way to make Japan surrender America created the atomic bomb, dropping one in Nagasaki and one in Hiroshima. Not only that they bombed other cities with regular bombs. Japan surrendered on August 15 and formally signed on September 2, 1945. Thus, occupation and reconstruction of Japan followed, between 1945-1952, which was led by General Douglas A. MacArthur.

~Vassy~