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For My Freedom and Yours	By : ladynuriko Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2054 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own any nations either as land masses or anthropomorphised. Hetalia and all related characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. I do not profit from this fan work.

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Life in Russia’s house wasn’t as bad as I had anticipated. Estonia and Latvia were already there along with Ukraine and Belarus who left the Commonwealth after earlier battles. I was in familiar company, at least, and we were well protected within the walls of the Russian Empire’s home. It was made clear what daily chores were expected of me and I easily fell into a routine. Mundane tasks like making breakfast, cleaning, and doing laundry helped me keep my mind off of the fact that I was a captive. Then I received a letter.

Latvia approached me one day as I was beating the dust out of one of the hallway rugs in the chill of the afternoon breeze. He held a folded piece of parchment out to me in a shaking hand. The curling script addressing the note to me was as familiar to me as my own after having spent 200 years reading it.

I thumbed the folds open missing the wax seal that would have adorned it if the partition hadn’t happened. “Ačiū,” I thanked Latvia. He continued to stand there shivering and biting his lip. I frowned wanting to read my letter in private. “Was there something else?”

The smaller boy jumped slightly at my question and looked away, his cheeks tinged pink. “J-just that… umm…” He faltered and dropped his head with a sigh. “No. That was all.”

I placed my hand on his shoulder and offered a small genuine smile which only served to send him back to working his lip between his teeth. “It’s cold out today and you’re shivering pretty hard. Why don’t you head back inside and set some water to boil? I’ll make some tea as soon as I’m done here.” He nodded over-enthusiastically and ran back into the house while I turned to the letter written in beautifully drawn, but much less beautifully scripted, polish.

Dearest Liet,

Like, totally sorry I took so long to write. Everything’s been, like, super crazy since the partition. I’m living with Austria half the time and Prussia the other half. They pass me back and forth like some sort of… I don’t even know. It’s, like, way not-cool but I guess it could be worse.

Anyway, you know how I hate meeting new people and there’s, like, nobody I know at either house. It makes me crazy-nervous so sometimes I’ll pretend you’re there with me and, like, imagine what you would say because you’re so super smart and, like, totally good with all that social junk that I just fail at. I’ve been, like, totally trying hard to get along with everybody but you were, like, always way better strangers. There is, like, one person I’m getting along with though. You’re totally going to laugh but there’s this totally, like, super-adorable kid living at Austria’s place who, I think, would be, like, totally impossible not to like. One day, if Russia lets you visit, I’ll introduce you.

I want to hear all about what’s happening with you too so, like, write me back and stuff.

Love always,

Poland

I stood in the cold with tears in my eyes. I had scolded my partner countless times over his informal writing, told him how inappropriate it was, but now as I read over the letter a second time I couldn’t help but cherish each ridiculous idiosyncrasy. The words on the page were like Poland’s voice in my ear and I knew I’d re-read each line even after each pen stroke was ingrained in my memory.

I tucked the parchment into my vest and went inside to make the tea I had promised Latvia but my mind was far from the task. For the rest of the day I went about my chores with methodically thinking, all the while, about what I wanted to say to Poland in my reply letter. As the sun crept towards the horizon I finally sat at a desk in the parlor and took pen to page.

Dear Poland,

It was good hearing from you. I’ve missed your presence greatly and your letter helped to sooth my heart. I’m glad to hear that you’re doing well and that you aren’t being mistreated. It also makes me glad to know that you’ve made a friend, even if it is a child. I, myself, am fortunate to be surrounded by familiar faces though I think it will do you some good to meet new people.

Estonia and Latvia have been showing me the way things are conducted here and I must admit that life here is much calmer for me than it was when you and I were together. Still, I miss our home and yearn for the days when we would simply lie in the fields and watch the clouds roll by.

I promise that if the chance arises I will visit you but until we are able to see each other again I will wait for each of your letters with eager anticipation. I hope you will look forward to mine as well.

Yours truly,

Lithuania

I folded my letter into neatly creased thirds, slid it into an envelope and sealed it with a neatly tied ribbon. Placing the note with the other outgoing mail I retired to my room for the evening never noticing the violet eyes tracking my every step. That night I dreamed of hair like sun-kissed wheat fields and eyes like the first leaves of spring.

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My days continued to crawl by with the same monotony as before except that now I had Poland’s letters to look forward to. I received two or three letters each month handed to me each time by a trembling Latvia. I was beginning to worry that there was something wrong with the boy with how much he was shivering. I would spend the evening writing my reply before heading to bed then wait patiently for the next letter.

We never exchanged news of any importance, just amusing stories of our daily lives and a few words of how much we missed each other, but those letters meant the world to me. I had no idea of the danger those innocent notes were placing me in until one evening as I went to the parlor to reply to Poland’s latest letter I found Russia waiting for me by the desk. I froze in the doorway feeling as though I was caught in the act of a terrible crime. I had no reason to feel that way. The letters were just personal messages between Poland and I but the larger man’s gaze still felt heavy with condemnation.

“Was there something you needed from me, sir?” I barely kept my voice under control as I spoke.

Russia smiled that cold smile of his and gestured for me to sit at the desk. When I sat he came to stand behind me, placing his massive hands on my shoulders, and leaned down to speak from just behind my ear. “Да. I need you to write a letter to Poland.”

I took the pen in my hand and swallowed hard. “What would you like to say?”

I felt his breath stirring the hair that fell over my ears as he scoffed. “I don’t want to say anything. I want you to tell him that you no longer want him to send letters, that you will not write to him anymore and that you are now and will always be part of the Great Russian Empire.”

As he spoke his grip on my shoulders began to tighten until I had to clench my teeth in order to not react to the pain but despite the threat my eyes narrowed in anger. I refused to be cowed by this man. “No.”

There was a tense moment where nothing happened then the world shifted as the chair was kicked out from under me, skittering across the floor and hitting the wall with the crash of wood meeting plaster and both breaking under the force. I hit the ground and there was instantly a hand at my throat restricting, but not completely blocking, the flow of air to my lungs. I struggled against the press of that hand but the more I fought the tighter those gloved fingers squeezed and all the while Russia glared down at me with eyes a little too bright in the dying light of the evening sun and the darkness creeping in from the edges of my vision.

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Author’s Note: Poor Lithuania has no idea what a terrible situation he’s in! Sorry for any historical inaccuracies that go along with this story. I’m trying to stay reasonably accurate but history was never a strong subject for me and I have to take a few liberties since it is Hetalia. I know that Russia did get a sizeable chunk of Poland in the partitions but since there’s no indication in Hetalia of Poland having lived with Russia during that time (and because it makes for a better story for me) I’m saying that Russia got Lithuania and Prussia and Austria had joint custody of Poland. I’m not really sure on all the details about everyone else ending up with Russia. Wikipedia gets really vague about anything to do with the countries that were part of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. My one saving grace is that I get to sort of skim over Austria, Prussia, and Poland. If you notice that anything is HORRIBLY wrong please let me know and I’ll make the best attempt to correct it.

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