Gilbert's head was spinning and he hurt all over, something was crushing his back and neck. His vision was starting to blur, he could faintly hear sirens and people yelling, but soon that all stopped.

Gilbert groaned as he attempted to roll on his side but something was restraining him from doing so. He blinked open his eyes to see white. Lots of white and this constant beeping in his right ear. He turned his head and winced, it hurt like hell, but he caught glimpse of the monitor and realized he was in the hospital, but how?

Gilbert tried to think back, he was going to the hospital…he was in his car and was- then he remembered the car coming towards him and his car flipping over multiple times. He shut his eyes and fell back asleep. He woke up again some time later to people talking. Darn then, they were messing up his awesome dream, Roderich was better and was making beautiful music on his piano.

He rested his mind and tried to tune out the unknown voice, but when he heard Ludwig's voice he attempted to listen but keeping his eyes closed.

"I doesn't look like he's going to make it, his spinal cord was nearly snapped in half, his head was hit so hard it cracked and punctured his brain. His brain is filling up with blood, I'm sorry but there's nothing we can do." The doctor said quietly. You could hear a long silence then, "How much longer do you-?" The doctor could be heard flipping papers. "He, he probably wont last the night." There was another long pause, "I'm sorry."

The doctor left and Gilbert could hear Ludwig fall into a chair and could hear a few choked sobs. Gilbert didn't know what to think, he was gonna die? No, he was too awesome to die this young! Gilbert blinked open his eyes, he needed to do something first before- "Ludwig…" His voice cracked a bit, good lord his throat was dry, 'this must be a side effect of dying' Gilbert thought jokingly. Ludwig shit up and ran over to his brothers chair.

"I'm sorry-" Ludwig began but Gilbert stopped him. " I heard the doctor, I know." The German just stared down at the bed. "This isn't your fault so don't blame yourself. I don't even care who it was who hit me, I- I need paper." Ludwig gave him a questioning look. "Why?" Gilbert smiled. "I don't have much time to say all things I want, I wont even be able to speak to Roderich when he wakes up-" "But Roderich is still in a comma, how-?" Gilbert put a hand up. "You'll see later, please, paper and a pen." Ludwig nodded and left to go get the supplies.

He came back with a notebook and a pen, Gilbert smiled. "Thanks, can I be left alone now? I need time to think." Ludwig hesitantly nodded and slowly left the room. Gilbert stared down at the blank lined paper, he put his pen down and let his heart guide his hand. First letter,

Dear Doctors,

I, Gilbert Beilschmidt, want to give money to pay for Roderich Edelstein's lung surgery and whatever is left in my account also goes to Mr. Edelstein. I would like do give the money out of my account of **********. As for my dying wishes I would like to-

-Gilbert Beilschmidt

Gilbert stared at the paper, this was one of the most hardest, but yet easiest things he had done in his life. Now it was time to write to who he had originally come to the hospital for. Dear Roderich, The Prussian started but stopped, he didn't know what to write, maybe he just needed to write everything, after all, this was his last chance. He sighed and begun to write, once he was done he laid them on the table beside of him. Gilbert stared up at the ceiling as he tried to hold back the tears threatening to fall.

Elizaveta laughed as Roderich joked with her as she wheeled him to their car. The doctors helped Roderich into the van and followed him home to help him back out and into the house. A few days passed.

Roderich sipped on his soup. "Wow Eliza, this is great." The Hungarian girl smiled as she cleaned up the table. "You're welcome, I tried to make it like I used to but I don't really remember." The Austrian shook his head, "Its still good." It was silent for a while, Elizaveta got up and went out to check the mail. She searched through it before she found one that caught her eye, it was from Ludwig. She didn't have to open it to know what it was about. Gilbert funeral, she wasn't sure if to tell Roderich of it or not. He didn't know about Gilbert yet.

She went back inside and started to sort the mail. "Eliza, had Gilbert been around? I haven't seem him around since I've gotten out. Usually he's here bugging me about something." Eliza winced, irony. Maybe it was time to tell him, she went to her room and pulled out a letter then went to sit beside Roderich.

Another day, is going by, I'm thinkin' about you all the time

"R-Roderich, Gilbert…wont be around anymore."

Roderich raised an eyebrow, "Has he finally given up on stalking me?"

But you're out there, And I'm here waiting

Eliza bit her lip, "W-Well sort of…" She pulled out a envelope and handed it to Roderich. It had his name in fancy letter on the front of it. Roderich opened it and unfolded the paper.

And I, wrote this letter, in my head, Cuz' so many things were left unsaid

Dear Roderich, it started. It was in the Prussians hand writing. Roderich began to read.

Dear Roderich,

Ha, it's been a while, huh? I wish I could hand this personally to you but I don't think that's physically possible. If I could hand this to you I wouldn't be here writing this, would I? Well first off I have to say I am sorry. Sorry for annoying you, stalking and whatever else I did. Ha, this is like saying sorry for being awesome! Ahem, with a jokes aside, I'd like to be completely serious right now.

And I, wrote this letter, in my head,

This is going to sound sappy on my part. Ever since we met, I've had this attraction towards you, ya know? It's like I feel the need to constantly be around you. I don't know why, we are like, opposites! That's why I always annoyed, pestered and bothered you (or anything else you can come up with). How I come back everyday, stalking you in bushes or somehow getting kicked out of your house. I don't- I- ah, how do I put this? I really didn't know why you made me feel that way, I've tried to look for answers or just blow it off as nothing. But there has to be a reason right? So I sat for hours trying to think of what to say.

Cuz' so many things were left unsaid, But now you're gone, And I can't think straight

As I lay on this (uncomfortable) hospital bed I figured out why this all was. Why I wanted to steal a kiss, hold your hand, lay beside you and watch you fall asleep. Roderich, I- ah, even as I'm dying its hard to get this out! It hurts because I wont be able to hear it back from you, if you feel the same of course. Roderich Edelstein, I love you. I always have and I always will.

Remember how I used to say ' I'd so anything for you'? Well I meant that, when you were in the hospital I began to wonder how I could keep that promise, yes it was a promise. Every time I'd say that you'd roll your eyes, I knew you didn't believe me. I was determined to keep it.

So I did. You're (hopefully) awake, alive and recovering. I don't regret my decision, I hope to see you again one day.

I told you I'd do anything.

I love you,

Gilbert Beilschmidt

This could be, the one last chance, to make you understand,

Roderich dropped the paper. Elizaveta put a hand on Roderich shoulder, "Gilbert was a the lung donor and the one who paid for your operation. On his way to see you he was going to give us the money and go search for a lung donor, but he didn't make it."

I'd do anything

"On his way to the hospital someone crashed into him. It nearly severed his spine and his skull was smashed so hard it punctured his brain making his brain fill up with blood. He wrote down his only wish, that was for you to have the operation."

Just to hold you in my arms, To try to make you laugh,

Roderich leaned back and put his index finger and thumb in the side of his head. He felt horrible…there was no way he could apologize or even respond to him!

"His funeral is tomorrow…"

I'd do anything, Just to fall asleep with you

"Its in Germany of course, did you want to go?" Roderich nodded. "Of course." The Hungarian nodded and went off to pack for the both of them. They arrived in Germany just in time to get a hotel room, change into their funeral clothes and head to the cemetery. Roderich was silent from the time he learned about Gilberts death to where he was now. He walked up to the coffin and put a large amount of flowers on the top before just staring at it.

Will you remember me? Cuz' I know I won't forget you.

Roderich turned around and sat down beside Elizaveta, after people spoke they watched as the coffin was laid into the ground and covered up as people shoved the dirt into it.

So now, maybe after, all these yearsAnd if you miss me have no fearI'll be here And I'll be waitin'

Roderich stood up and started to walk away, Eliza stayed in her seat to give him some space to think. Over the next few years Roderich took up many hobbies to try to get the Prussian off his mind. Though, no matter how many hobbies he took up, he couldn't forget.

I'd do anythingJust to hold you in my armsTo try to make you laughSomehow I can't put you in the past

I'd do anythingJust to fall asleep with youWill you remember me?Cuz' I know I won't forget you

Even as he slept he couldn't get the Prussian's face out of his mind, he was always in his dream.

I close my eyesAnd all I see is youI close my eyesI try to sleep, I can't forget you

Roderich rolled on his side and stared at a picture of him and Gilbert. Him, of course looking annoyed and slight amused and Gilbert grinning from ear to ear. He had gone to the park to get some air and of course Gilbert tagged along. Gilbert managed to talk the Austrian into getting a picture together. Austrian closed his eyes as he felt his eyes get heavy before he dozed off he whispered, "I love you too."

And I'd do anything for you.

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Yea someone said I should do a tragedy song fic, I don't remember who it was though. Well it kind of sucked, for one it was originally only supposed to be 700 - 1,000 words and one chapter, not two. Yea that didn't happen. (I'm horrible at writing letters!) I could have written this better.