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035. Hold My HandFeeling his hand close tightly around hers, Hungary started to shove Prussia away, but looking into his face, that feeling melted away into guilt and concern; the albino had tears running down his pale face and his shoulders were shaking with suppressed sadness.035. Hold My Hand by Tsuyosa-10
"Damn, this wasn't supposed to happen to him " Prussia blurted angrily, trying to get rid of his tears with his free hand. "Old Fritz shouldn't have died " he weakly whispered.
"Prussia he was growing old, there was nothing you could've-"
Angry red eyes that were spilling over with tears glared at her, "Shut up! Just shut up," he begged; staring down at the freshly covered grave once more. "I got strong I wanted to protect him, like he had me, but he died anyway; I failed," he managed to say, feeling choked by his own repressed sobs.
"Why didn't you go to the funeral?" Hungary asked softly.
Chuckling bitterly, Prussia swallowed, "And show the world how un-awesome I'm being? No, thanks. I visited be