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———10 years ago——— 

Running your small slender fingers on the smooth brown lacquered wood surface and onto the multicolored strings, you sat down on the stool. Inhaling, you slowly positioned your fingers on the strings, and started to play. The sweet notes resonated from within the hollow instrument, and as you closed your eyes, you switched pedals, and the alluring melody changed its keys, echoing throughout the stage and throughout the empty seats in the audience. Unbeknownst to you, as you were oblivious to your surroundings, one boy looked at you, captivated by your music.

As you finished the piece, your fingers leaving the strings, you opened your eyes, startled to see a young boy clap gently at your small performance on your beloved instrument. “Your playing is very remarkable. This is the first time I have seen such a skilled harp player.” The beautiful Austrian accent flowed in the boy’s voice, his violet eyes sparkling as he looked at you. Your eyes widened, as you realized who the boy was. The genius that shocked the world of music, Roderich Edelstein.  “I’m unworthy of such praise, Roderich Edelstein. Compared to you, my harp playing is merely child’s play.” You averted your eyes to avoid the young boy, who you thought was on another level than you were. To be able to become a prodigy like him… is impossible. A God-sent gift cannot be replicated.

The boy walked up onto the stage, and looked into your eyes, as if he were able to see into your very soul with his piercing violet eyes. “You are (name), correct?” You nodded. The boy continued, “You can call me Roderich. You shall become my partner on the world stage.”

———Present day——— 

“(name)! Redo your scales!” You flinched at the very sound of Roderich scolding you. “I’m sorry, Roderich… Even though my fingers should be used to this, I just got some blisters…” Holding out your bruised and blistered red hands and fingers, you looked apologetically towards Roderich. But Roderich gasped at the sight. He didn’t know that you were holding out, and realized that the blisters at the ends of your fingers were from over practice. Your once beautiful slender fingers now looked shredded from all the hard work you put in the past week.

“Why did you not tell me, dummkopf? That’s why you’re so useless sometimes!” Roderich left the room in a rage, and as he slammed the door, you got off the stool slowly. Touching the harp, the one that was your best friend since childhood, you sighed. “Sorry that I hurt myself, I would have to wait for at least a few days to play you again…” Touching your treasure once again, you were reminded of the day you met Roderich, and how he was so very unlike the image you had for him when he was the pianist prodigy. 

He was stingy, despite all the money he had from all the concerts, gets lost in his own house, and is very strict with his and your training. You have lived with Roderich for so many years now… and it is hard to part from him. But you knew you hindered him. You were an obstacle to Roderich’s fame. Looking over at the piano where Roderich usually spends his all time playing, you still remembered when you performed your first duet with him. It was a dream come true... but there is no happy forever after. Eventually, all dreams fade away into the distance...

Looking at your hands again, you walked out of the room slowly after leaving Roderich a note. They’re still the same, no matter how I looked at them… Roderich should just abandon me and have a more fitting partner… You felt sad, but you would rather not have Roderich waste his talents because of you. Goodbye, Roderich…

*Roderich POV*

Looking around, I tried to remember my surroundings so that I don’t get lost. It is rather embarrassing and inconvenient, I often get lost, even in my own home.
I quickly went to my first aid kit that was in my kitchen, and ran back to the music room. Why didn’t I realize that (name) was pushing herself? She has always thought that her playing was inferior to mine, but that wasn’t true. She has always underestimated herself, trying harder and harder each time. And I totally crushed her hopes and dreams by being so callous towards her.

Rushing into the room, I only saw an empty stool that (name) sat on and a note left there. Quickly picking it up, I read the words:

Roderich,

I’m sorry to have left. I feel like my playing has been inferior to you these past few years, and it’s about time I give up… Find a better partner… Someone who would suit you better than me who has been dragging you down all this time. I’m leaving my harp in your care.

I’m sorry.

(name)


The very thought of her leaving me haunted me. I can’t let her give up on me. Rushing towards the door, I saw Elizabeta around the corner. “Liza, have you seen (name)?” She must have seen that I was breathless, and replied, “She went out a few seconds ago…”

But I wasn’t there to even listen to her reply, as I rushed out of the door, trying to to find (name). Dummkopf… why now?

*Normal POV*

Sitting on the park bench, you see a young girl and a young boy, around five playing in the playground. How nostalgic… You never really had time to play when you were with Roderich these past ten years. All you could think of was catching up to him. But it seems that the days were spent in vain, as a normal person could not catch up to a prodigy, no matter how hard they try.

But you knew what you had thrown away so easily was your very dream, your very existence. But you didn’t care. As long as Roderich could have the best partner in the world, or someone who was at the very least more capable and talented than you were would be better for him. You silently stared at the blooming flowers around you, smiling weakly.  The purple hyacinths that surrounded you stirred up your memories of Roderich’s beautiful sparkling purple eyes.

The harsh yet gentle Austrian meant more to you than just a best friend. With all the years you spent with Roderich, you improved dramatically, but after your last concert in Vienna, you overheard one of the critics saying, “Her playing is as well as a world class musician technically, but… there was no emotion in those melodies. Mr. Edelstein is better off without her.”

What you heard made you felt as if the ten years were a waste. But you understood what he had meant and knew it from the start. Even though you spent so much time, trying so hard in order to fit Roderich’s piano playing, your pieces became so lifeless. No matter how hard you tried, you felt like it wasn’t enough.

“What should I do from now?” Looking at the trees, and closing your eyes from the soft wind, you sighed as you could no longer hold back your tears. I tried, but it wasn’t enough…

Opening your mouth, you started to sing…

“Say something, I’m giving up on you…”

*Roderich POV*

I stopped at a park, a place where (name) often goes to sing alone at night. Hearing her voice, I followed it quickly, trying to find her.

“Anywhere I would’ve followed you… Say something, I’m giving up on you… And I will swallow my pride… You’re the one that I love… and I’m saying goodbye…”

The sorrowful tone of her voice and the lyrics broke my heart. And now that I see her, her face was covered with tear stains and her eyes desolate, looking at the trees around her. I continued to look at her, her overflowing tears didn’t have an effect on her voice, but she broke down, covering her face with her blistered, injured hands.

But she continued to sing.

“Say something… I’m giving up on you… And I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you…”

*Normal POV*

Although you heard someone approach, you didn’t care what they though of you. They can just laugh at me… But as you sang, it became harder. Your throat became even more clenched. The overwhelming despair took over you. But even with your wavering, shaky voice, you continued to sing.

Putting your aching hands to your face, you still sang. But now you felt a warm embrace, something that was reminiscent of the past. Looking at the person, you saw that it was Roderich who also had tears in his eyes. “(name), you fool…” Roderich whispered, with his face tormented by the thought of you leaving him. “Why didn’t you just tell me? That you thought you weren’t good enough?”

His shaking voice was just like yours, but your throat hurts too much to reply. “I don’t care what you think. No one can replace you, and you mean more to me than just a partner… ” Brushing the tears that was flowing down his cheeks, Roderich looked at you intensely with his violet eyes. “Ich liebe dich, (name). Please stay with me.” Holding your hands, Roderich covered you with his coat. 

“I won’t let you give up on me…” Wrapping his arms around you once more, Roderich closed his eyes, hoping for a miracle.

The tears stopped, and you returned his warm embrace. “Roderich, ich liebe dich auch.” Hearing your silent reply, Roderich kissed you gently on the lips, and you gently returned it. As you pulled apart, you stroke his back gently, saying, “I won’t give up on you, Roderich.”

Holding hands, your bruised one entwined in his, you felt that this time would be different… That one day, you could be on that stage with Roderich again…

Crossing the road with Roderich, a car came racing down the road, and he jumped in front of you, and before your very eyes, you saw Roderich’s glasses fall of his face, and his beautiful eyes slowly closing as his body fell to the ground.

But as he fell, Roderich whispered to you, “I love you, (name)… Ich liebe dich… Never forget that…” And then his body lay lifelessly on the road, leaving you alone. “NOOOO!!! RODERICH!!” You shrieked, kneeling on the concrete pavement, and you tried again and again to make the bruised Austrian wake up. But in he stayed in his inanimate state. The car sped off, and you glared it with intensity, but there was no time to waste.

You searched your pockets for your phone, but it wasn’t there. Panicking, you quickly searched Roderich’s as well. He had his phone in his jacket pocket, which fortunately wasn't broken by the impact of his fall. Quickly grabbing the phone, you rapidly dialed 112. As soon as it clicked, you shouted into it. “Ich brauche Hilfe! Meine Freund hatte ein unfall!! (My friend had an accident!!) ” The operator fumbled, and replied, “Ich werde rufen Sie den Krankenwagen. (I will call the ambulance).”

And as the line went dead, you sat there, cradling Roderich, and checking his pulse. Although he was still alive, his pulse was becoming weaker and weaker. Please… You prayed, and the sounds of the sirens filled the streets. As soon as they arrived, they took Roderich to the hospital, and you only sat silently in the vehicle.

“Ist er Roderich Edelstein? Die berühmt Pianist?(Is he Roderich Edelstein? The famous Pianist?)” One of the men on the ambulance asked you, but you didn’t reply. You were too traumatized to say anything. And the last words he said rang through your head, as you looked as his pale face blankly. “Ich liebe dich… Ich liebe dich…”

_______________

Sitting in the hospital, in front of the operating room, you turned around to see Elizabeta, Gilbert, Ludwig, and Feli rushing down the hall. But you still turned back to look at the glass doors of the operating room, ignoring their arrival.

Elizabeta’s round emerald eyes were brimming with tears, Feli was crying and hugging Ludwig whilst Ludwig himself replaced his stoic expression with a miserable one, and even Gilbert was becoming teary himself.

“(name), is Roderich going to be alright?” Feli sobbed, but you still looked at the glass doors, still avoiding any eye contact with everyone else. Replying softly, you say, “It was my fault… Roderich jumped in front of the car… to save me…” The hoarse sound that came out of your throat surprised yourself, and you covered your eyes with your red hands to stop your tears, Ludwig put his arm around you, whilst Elizabeta consoled you. “It’s not your fault, (name). Don’t blame yourself for Roddy's actions.”

Suddenly, the door opened, revealing a bruised Roderich unconscious on the bed, alive. Everyone, including you, flocked over to the sides of the bed, each one of you taking a good long look at Roderich, and sighed with relief.

“Although he looks fine, Mr. Edelstein is in an unstable condition.” You turned around and looked at the doctor worriedly, but he continued slowly. “He received some brain damage, and it might take him a few days to wake up.” Finishing what he had to say, the doctor walked away as the nurses dragged Roderich to his room, everyone became silent. “Don’t worry! I don’t think Roddy’s going to die that easily!” Elizabeta said cheerfully, but beneath the happy tone, you sense that she is also upset. “Just stop being so depressed, it’s going to get us nowhere!” You nodded, and walked into Roderich’s room, sitting beside his bed, whilst everybody stood.

After a while, Ludwig and Feli had to leave for business, and Elizabeta had to finish her housework and buy food. Only you and Gilbert remained in the room, and you still sat there, your expression deadpan. Gilbert cleared his throat and said, “The awesome me has to go. (name), Roddy’s waiting for you, so stay with him, alright?” You nodded, and Gilbert patted your head before heading out of the door.

As soon as Gilbert left, you started to sing with your cracked voice.

“Say something, I’m giving up on you… I’ll be the one if you want me to…”

You paused as the your breathing became hitched and uneven, but you continued anyway,

“Anywhere I would’ve followed you… Say something, I’m giving up on you…”


*Roderich POV*

I opened my eyes and the only thing I saw was darkness. The murkiness of my surroundings frighten me. The only thing that I could see clearly was my own body, floating around in this gloom, and I think of (name). (name)… the love of my life… I told her that I loved her… but it’s too late to go back...

But I still have much I want to do. I still want to touch the ebony keys that make up the sounds that harmonize with her soft melodies. I want to be with her… Ever since that day, the first time I saw her small performance, I remember the feeling of warmth that touched the very core of my soul, and the graceful movements of her fingers across the strings mesmerized me more than any other performance could….

Am I to be here for eternity… Stuck in a world of darkness and silence?

“And I… am feeling so small…” I heard a voice resonating in the distance, and knew it was her. She is waiting for me. I ran and ran, but I couldn’t go towards her voice. But I would do anything, sacrifice even my life to see (name) once more.

“It was over my head… I know nothing at all…” I still ran, becoming breathless, trying to break out the space that confined me. The darkness longer matters… All I want is to find her.

“And I…will stumble and fall… I’m still learning to love…Just starting to crawl… Say something, I’m giving up on you...” Looking around, I saw big seams as if the darkness surrounding me were cloth, and I tore it apart.

Suddenly, I saw a blurry white ceiling, and my head hurts, but I could hear (name)’s voice. Turning around rapidly, I saw her smile and her eyes glinting with happiness.

“Roderich, I missed you…"

*Normal POV*

As you were singing, Roderich’s eyes burst open, and looked around worriedly with his violet eyes, but when he saw, he relaxed his tense body. Clasping his hand, you smiled, feeling the tears rise up in your eyes. “Roderich… I missed you..” You put his glasses on his face, but you kept missing his ears. Frowning, you leaned closer, and Roderich took this chance to pull you in and kissed you fully, as if he is making up for lost time.

“How long was I out for?” You averted his eyes, and said, “A week. I’m sorry you got hurt, Roderich…” You wore a wistful expression, and as you brushed your soft, healed fingers on his face, and tears finally ran down your cheeks. “A week without you feels like an eternity, Roderich…” Sobbing, you hugged Roderich, who wrapped his arms around you, and looked at you with his bright violet orbs.

“(name)… When I was asleep, I could hear your voice, strong and unwavering… I tried so hard… ran until I was breathless…but this is all I want in life. A life together with you…doing a duet with you…”

Although he was becoming emotional, Roderich continued. “I will say this once again. Ich liebe dich, (name)… My life is empty without you. Please stay with me."

You smiled and as you held his hand, and looking into his violet eyes, you replied lightly, “There’s no need for you to say anything anymore… I’ll stay with you… and I’ll say it again… I love you too…Roddy.”

Roderich blushed, and retorted, “I- I never said you could call me Roddy! And did you practice your scales?” His awkward shyness towards you made you laugh, and you responded cheerfully, “I practice them and performance pieces ten times a day, so not to worry, Roddy!”

Seeing that he was still pouting due to his shyness, you sat back down and entwined his hand with yours.

“Ich liebe dich für immer…"
A songfic...

I was helping out at my high school's concert, and then one of the acapella groups sang this song. It reminded me of the time when I was young and learnt how to play the harp with my friend... 

And this is the result of that nostalgia.
Sorry for the bad writing... But if anyone has them feels... I'll provide you this: Arcadia Ceramic Tissue Box Icon 


I found the preview image here: www.fanpop.com/clubs/hetalia-a…

The lyrics in the song belongs to Christina Aguilera and A Great Big World.
The Hetalians belong to Himaruya-sensei.
The plot belongs to me.
© 2014 - 2024 lemonkamukamu
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DownShiftPlus's avatar
*puts head on pillow and cries*
Omg, that was so dramatic and sad...*sniff*
And I can play drums, guitar, keyboard, and I can sing okay...
Austria: Vell, at least you play zhe keyboard..