Lost Redemption [Countryhumans GerPol Fanfiction] [COMPLETE]

Seven

Germany tried to bang through, but without oxygen nor energy, he couldn't do it. He accidentally inhaled water from panic, and blacked out immediately, slowly sinking down.

"NIE!" Poland grew angry. He was not going to let dreams win over reality. With all his energy, he screamed in a way he had never done before, and banged through the ice with his bare hands. It smashed into pieces, and he got the Germans hand before it was out of reach.

Germany's eyes were closed. Poland did what he had to do.

He put the palm of his hand on his forehead, tilting their head back to open their airway. Then, waiting for their chest to rise, it rose and Poland took a deep breath and kissed Germany, giving air for a second. He waited for their chest to rise one more time, and did the same thing. kocham Cię... Proszę...

Germany's eyes shot open and he started to cough, coughing up water and shaking. Poland gave a huge sigh of relief and hugged him tight.

"Niemcy..."

He said nothing, hugging back. After a long silence, he broke it. "We can't stay here. We need to go before the ice breaks again. Hurry!"

They both ran and when they went back to the trees, Poland fell on his knees. Germany picked him and carried him, struggling, to a big tree and they leaned on the tree and each other.

"W-We need to take of-off our clothes-"

"W-What-" His eyes widened. Oh God...

"Sur....survival skills..."

Awkward. They both removed their clothes, ((just the shirt, pants would be...no.)) The cold burned them. The only words going through their minds was the four-lettered word as they shivered, trying everything to warm themselves up. Rubbing their hands, curling into a ball, anything. Both of their flags were fading.

Poland's hands were all bloody from smashing the ice, but hey, it was better than leaving Germany in the frozen lake. He tried to ignore it and continued to shiver.

"J-Jesus Christ-t..." Germany said in between clenched teeth. He tried to search for a match in the coat, but that also fell in the lake.

Poland was too cold to say anything, but he looked at Germany and Germany looked at Poland. Germany's eyes suddenly widened, then immediately shiny from tears. "P-Polen... the words..."

"Huh...?" Poland looked and it was the carved words engraved on his stomach. They were very faded and it was almost impossible to read, but Germany somehow remembered. "Oh... how- how could you read it?"

"Cause I remember."

--Flashback to 1939: Germany's POV--

I was walking around. I wasn't supposed to be here but... I was. I looked around. Everything was reduced to rubble, the sky that used to be blue now cloudy, dark, and foggy. I continued to walk around with no adult with me, and soon I heard someone whimpering and crying. I ran to see what was the problem and there, I saw my Vater, with a guy. He looked a little similar to my Vater, except he wore a different, fluffy hat and outfit. His flag also had a yellow mark on his right eye.

The crying came from a man, who's head was cracked and blood was dripping down from the bench they laid on. I didn't say a word, as I would be severely punished for not being here. But he saw me, and I saw him. The poor man couldn't even move. I cried silently and he was crying too.

"Nie..." He spoke words I couldn't understand. It wasn't english nor German, but whatever it was, I could tell he was suffering.

Vater got a pocket knife, and he unrolled his bruised stomach. He started to write something, the man whimpering and crying even more. For every letter Vater spelt, he said it out loud. I could make out he spelt a word... I-N-V-A-D-E-D. By the last word, he was already passed out. I couldn't help but to cry out loud for the man. It was such a horrible thing to see! Vater turned around, scowling. "What the fuck are you doing here Deutschland?!" He kicked me, me stumbling to the ground.

He mumbled something I couldn't hear to the other man, and they walked off without me. I went closer to the cracked man. He opened his eyes and we made eye contact. Tears were still falling down my face, but the man used his remaining strength to brush the tears from my face. I got out my unopened water bottle out, my only one. "Here..." I gave it and he sipped some water.

"Aw... thank you.." He said, his voice hoarse. He was about to drink more of it until Vater realized what I was doing. He got my arm and made me punch the poor man.

"VATER!!" I screamed. I was filled with anger. Yes I was a child but I could make sense that was not okay.

"Soviet, let's bring Poland to the brain wash room. He cannot remember what such a thing my son did." They took the man named Poland away, and I looked back at the bloody bench where Poland was.

--Present: 3rd Person--

"You were brainwashed, Polen. That's why you're not able to remember."

"Oh..." He sighed. He looked back at the German who was on the verge of tears. Germany just closed his eyes, blinking them away.

They didn't say anything else after that.

***

After the sun had set, they looked back at their clothes that was on a rock, and put them on. Better. But they were still cold ever than before.

Germany and Poland went back to the tree-shelter, and hugged eachother. They were still damp in their clothes, but the best thing they could do was to hug. 

"Good thing I still have this..." Germany got the plastic bag, although not filled with water, they at least had a source of water.

"Oh... we still have it... thank you..." Poland nuzzled him and Germany blushed. Is this the start of a relationship? He looked down. Neither of them had confessed, making both of them think they didn't like each other. Anyway, he filled the plastic bag and put it in his pocket, then Poland leaned his head on Germany's shoulder, closing his eyes. Germany managed a small, weak smile and leaned his head on Poland's head. 

Throughout the night, they cried silently, but they never noticed each other doing this, nor themselves. The only sound was the wind whistling in their ears, giving them the reminder they would die.

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