I'm sorry, my readers... So sorry.

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This is a song fic: "You are my sunshine."

Trigger warning- character death, suicide.

((Alfred's POV))

What am I reading?

"America, what's wrong?" I looked at him.
"France, read what England sent me." He leaned over to me and looked at the text.

Alfred,

I'm sorry it came to this. I'm done and I have a request:

Tell Sealand that he may not be a nation yet, but he will be. I leave him my land.

Tell my family that I love them, that I've always loved them, no matter what I said.

Tell France... That I said thank you, for everything, being there, taking care of me, and that I always liked that nickname, petit lapin, I will never forget how that came about.

Tell everyone that I hated the wars, that I'm fed up with the names, the torture, and that this time I'm not coming back.

Tell them I said good bye.

-United Kingdom of Great Britain, aka Arthur I. Kirkland

"America this ... Oh no." I saw his eye widen.
"France, it's a suicide note." We looked at each other, then it clicked for me.

I didn't realize it, but when I regained feeling I was running, I was running straight to England.

I burst through his door.

" ENGLAND." I screamed running up the stairs I when into his room... The bathroom door was open.. " England?" I said quietly Looking in.

He was there

in the bathtub

blood

So much blood.

I ran over to him and pulled him out of the water, close to me.

"Artie?"

"A-Alfred?" A small voice said and his eyes barely opened, they lost so much light.

"Arthur why?" I choked out.

"I couldn't...handle i-it." He was shaking- he felt so cold.

I pulled him out, and hugged him close, he was so thin. He didn't eat.

"Shh... Arthur you'll be ok." I said whispering.

"No, no I won't." Tears streamed down his face, " Britain has fallen, the end is coming, soon I will be dead." I shook my head,sobbing.
" No, no, Arthur; you can't go."

"Sing." I looked at him.
"What?"

"Please, sing to me." I nodded my head at the request, and began to sing an old nursery rhyme he had sang to me a long time ago.

I choked down a sob and held him close.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine." I wiped away the fringe around his eyes.

"You make me happy, when skies are grey." They're so beautiful.

"You never know, dear," why are they closing?

"h-how much I love you." I started to cry and he reached up a hand and gently touched my face, I could see the gashes on his arms, but I continued to sing for him.

"Please don't take my sunshine..." His eyes closed, why did the hand drop?!

"A-away..." I let out a sob " England?"

"England?"

"ARTHUR!" I screamed shaking him.

no

NO

"NO PLEASE!" Who is screaming?

Wait- is it me?

I cried.

He is so wet and cold.

Oh god, he's so cold.

Why.

"Please..."