Falling Inside The Black

-Gil’s POV-
I sat happily next to Mike and Vic as we ate fish that we fished out of the pond. It was quite a beautiful night out where the star’s littered the sky. I reached my hand out to them as I leaned back
“A hundred million twinkle lights in neon blue,” I whispered to Vic and he smiled softly.
“The boy who could fly,” He responded with a wink before he took a bite of his Koi.
“Who?” I asked, to which he replied the last five words once again.
“Okay.” I said softly, confusion still written all over my face. I looked over at Mike for clearance.
“It’s a song Vic and I wrote. We’re in a band actually in the real world. We actually met at one of our concerts. You had walked up to us wearing almost the same outfit you are now actually. You also then handed us DVD’s of Hetalia with notes in them and hugged us each. But you vanished as quickly as you arrived.” He explained to me softly and I just nodded.
“I wish we had a guitar.” Vic whined softly.
“I want my drums too,” Mike replied and I paused putting down my fish and picking up my Kitty and cuddled her close. My lip was being crunched on by my teeth.
“Are you okay Gil?” Vic asked me softly as I lie back and stared at the stars. They were very pretty.
“Yeah,” I answered softly. “I just wished that I could hear your music. I think I’d like it, but I don’t remember music. I wish I could but I just remember falling.”
“Would it help if I just sang it for you?” He asked softly and I nodded. “Okay, just let me remember quickly.” I noticed how he paused and looked up at the sky with his eyes closed.
“You must be special”, Mike whispered as he lie down next to me. He never sings Aca-Pella for anyone who’s not special. Hell he won’t even sing for me.”
“Really?” I whispered back as Vic cleared his throat.
“Freeze!
It's time to take you home,
It feels so early but I promised I would bring you to your door.
Now our lips are numb!
As we walk, sharing warm alcohol
That kiss tastes like summer.” I got a chill that ran down my spine as he began to sing.
“I hope you like the stars I stole for you,
One hundred million twinkle lights in neon blue.
I'll be the brightest someday!
I'll be the brightest someday!
I'll be the brightest, you'll see!
“Don't rain on my parade, it's gonna glow in the dark.
I like it better when you can't keep warm.
Don't ruin a perfect thing, a perfect thing.
The boy on the blue moon dreams of sun.
“Now as the rain falls like shattered pieces of glass from the sky,
We bleed like water colors and drunken pastels down the stairways.
And I ask myself, why do I still pray?
When will it end? And who fucking cares?
“I swear to God I did what I could.
I practically begged you, I pretended everything was fine.
A soul sacrifice, an American nightmare.
I'd rather be dead.
“Don't rain on my parade, it's gonna glow in the dark.
I like it better when you can't keep warm.
Don't ruin a perfect thing, a perfect thing.
The boy on the blue moon hears a nightmare in his head.
“I'll bet you money as you're running to the bathroom,
you barely started drinking but your beauty never stopped you.
You died in California by the sulfur and the sea.
I guess I never should have loved you,
but I do forever 'cause you loved me.
“And I break my glasses as I fall in the street!
If you were gonna leave this world how could it be without me?
Now it's all over my tongue and still it has no taste,
'cause without you there is no me.
There's no me at all.
Sometimes love dies like a dog.
“(Why don't we just let this one take care of itself?)” He whispered this to the wind as it traveled through the air, landing at my feet.
“Don't rain on my parade, it's gonna glow in the dark.
I like it better when you can't keep warm.
Don't ruin a perfect thing, a perfect thing.
The boy on the blue moon dreams...
Don't rain on my parade.
I'm losing a perfect thing, a perfect thing, a perfect thing.” He finished the song with a murmur to himself.
“You’re amazing Victor,” I whispered to him as I sat up just for him. I reached my hand out and patted his softly. He froze slightly as I did but I also think it was the noise we heard.
“But Germany! I don’t want to train at night time~! Night time is for sleeping and pasta eating~!” An Italian voice called as the brunette and blond began to run close to us.
“If you hurry up ve can eat pasta and go to bed. But if you don’t ve have to keep training.” A German voice responded causing me to jump up.
“Germany?” I said jumping to my feet with my doll in hand and I raced over. They emerged from the darkness, a Tired Italian and an irritated German man.
“Italy? Vhat are you- oh Gil, I didn’t know you vere out here,” He answered slowing down to a walk.
“Yeah, after I left you, I ran into my friends Mike and Vic,” I pointed at the respectable two. “I didn’t know they were here but I thought I’d run into someone else from the Allies or Japan,” I explained softly.
“Understandable. Vell you three should as vell come inside. Italy, vere going inside now. Training vill continue tomorrow,”
“Aww~ But Germany…Can’t we just have fun tomorrow?” The lazy but sweet Italian whined out with his arms behind his back flipping something off, and I looked at him carefully. He kinda looked like my Feli, but not quite…He didn’t seem like himself to be honest. He was less cheerful and a tad more moody. He didn’t have his usual happiness…It was only a slight difference, so only if you were looking for it you found it.
“I agree with Italy,” Vic said softly.
“See? Vicky agrees with me! Ve~,” Italy smiled hugging Vic. Vic blushed slightly and scratched his face with his finger. I giggled, pulling on Germany’s jacket as I had inched over to him before. I noticed how Germany’s chest tightened like when someone was jealous and how Mike looked down at the ground, slightly uncomfortable with the whole thing.
“He-hem.” Germany cleared his throat as he pulled me out from behind/his side carefully. “Ve all should go inside now. Bruder is vaiting for us vith dinner,” He said and it caused Italy to cheer.
“Pasta right? Ve~!”
“Yes Italy…Like usual,” He replied with a sigh. “Come along, I’ll lead the vay,”
“Yes, Captain,” I replied happily and Vic and Mike nodded.
“Okay,” Vic and Mike said in unison.
As Germany began to lead the way down the winding path I found myself lingering back to the two Mexican brothers who were with me. I felt happiness swell up within me. I had my saviors with me, the ones who kept me moving through the toughest times…Real and Fictional.
“Vic, we need to get out of here!” I heard Mike whisper harshly to his brother who messed with a cuff on his sleeve.
“But why Mike? It’s nice here. Gil’s here too and these guys are nice to us, so why do we need to leave?”
“Because, I’ll fucking tell you why! We’re trapped with a fucking insane teenager who odiously has something wrong with her, And two men who think their countries! They’re clearly fucking insane! All of them!” I heard Mike whisper-shouted at his brother which made me stop in my tracks. I couldn’t turn around to face him…I wanted to confront him for his harsh words that he said to his older brother and about people who had saved me. Germany and Italy were at the back door of the large house in front of us.
“Are you coming? Ve~?” Italy called to us as he noticed that I had stopped and so did the two brothers.
“Can you give us a minute?” I called back and Germany nodded.
“Of course, Italy…Let’s go inside. They need their space,” They walked inside carefully as I turned to face Mike head on and very angrily. I could feel the tears well in my eyes as they escaped their prison. I reached up and grabbed the collar of his uniform, tightly and yanked him down to my level.
“Bastard!” I yelled loudly, giving his uniform a hard yank as he tried to pull away. His footing faulted slightly to the point he looked as if he were going to fall but he didn’t he kept still after that. “You listen to me right now, you bastard! They’re not fucked up! Neither am I! You’d never fucking understand to hear the words, ‘I’m sorry but you have cancer. You have but a year to live’!” The tears were flowing freely now. I couldn’t stop myself now, I was so upset. I
“You didn’t get up to age 15 and realize that you were fucked for the rest of your existence! And you never lost your first love to a war that shouldn’t have been! You never looked for them for many, many years then are told that he died! You at least remember many things from your childhood! You wanna know something?” I paused just long enough for him to look at me with mouth agape. I cocked my one fist back and knocked Mike in the jaw, causing him to fall flat on his ass. I was on him in a second. My fist was cocked back once more as my other hand was griping his collar again. I was ready to punch him again.
“They are fucking countries! They will live for all eternally and never be able to marry a human that they love because they’re fucking unable, Bastard” I hit him again and again I I continued to scream. “ They have to go through with nightmares from their own horrible histories and then act like they’re not fucking scared out of their minds that it’ll happen again!” I had moved from his face to his chest and laid punch over punch on him. He didn’t react though, which made me upset. He didn’t make a move to stop me…It was almost if he understood what he had done was wrong…
“Gil?” Vic whispered softly reaching his hand out. I looked at him with the tears still flowing from my eyes. “Please don’t cry, Mike never meant it. He was just mad and stuff…I promise you. Let’s go inside,” He begged me softly and I let go.
“I’m sorry,” I said standing up and turning away from them. I hugged myself as I shook. The tears flowed again; they were racing each other down my cheeks and with a pace of bullets firing from a gun. I felt like a murderer…This was so wrong.
“Let’s go inside,” Mike’s voice sounded behind me and I nodded.
“Let’s…Maybe they didn’t notice that,” I walked forward to the door. But it opened before I reached for the handle. I trailed my eyes up the white clad chest to see a familiar albino that looked like me sort of. He leaned down and wiped a stay tear away from my eye with his thumb. He smiled at me softly and took my hand and said something to the others then pulled me into another room. I saw him lock the door and smile again at me.
“Alyss, you’re home,”


(Word Count- 1,990)

Notes

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Now i know this has Mike and Vic in it but not so much, they're not the center of attention and it might bother some people but trust me...Chapter 8 will be basically Mike and Vic's POV. Chapter 7is once again Gil's POV
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