PrussiaxReader

"Kesesesese! So, vhat do you say Mädchen?" Prussia asked, nudging you with his elbow. You rolled your eyes and scoffed.
"In your dreams Prussia. I would never let you near me at a party!" You sniffled and turned to walk away. 
"Mädchen? Are you alright?" Prussia asked, grabbing your arm. You turned your head to the left and smiled.
"Nah, I sneezed a little while ago," you waved your hand in a dismissive manner. "S'all good Prussia, " you gave a fake smile and walked away. But as you were walking, you bumped into England by accident. He seemed pretty flustered and embarrassed. Then you looked down the hall and saw France walking from the meeting room. That reminded you. You had to go talk to him. You ran up to France and hugged him from behind. 
"Quoi?!" France exclaimed, and turned to see you. You giggled and wrapped your fingers in your best friend's hair.
"I gotta talk to you Francey Pants!" You said. France slowly nodded and smiled. "Great. But it has to be alone," you warned him. France raised an eyebrow at your request but nodded again anyway. You let out a sigh of relief after you two got in the meeting room. 
"Ve're 'ere, vhat do yo-"
"I'm dying," you said, looking him in the eye. France's eyes widened and he let out a laugh.
"Zhat 'as to be zhe funniest zhing I've 'eard today!"
"I'm dying Francis," you said, letting tears fall. "I'm dying and your taking it as a joke!" You sobbed and clung to France's coat.
"Shhh~ Big Brozher vill take care of you," France whispered, patting your back and rubbing small circles in it. You eventually stopped sobbing and just sat there in France's lap. By the time the meeting started, your eyes had returned to their normal (e/c) colour. Everyone stared at you in France's lap, but Belarus would scare them all away. Every time, you would whisper a soft "thank you," to your friend. 
-timeskip!-
"Was ist los Mädchen?" Prussia asked, rubbing your cheek. You sobbed harder and held his hand. "____, tell me vhat's wrong," Prussia's ruby orbs stared into your own and you took little breaths to calm down your breathing. You didn't mean to, but you had started a scene at the party. 
"* Ich kann nicht heir bleiben Preußen! Wir müssen woanders hingehen," you said. Prussia nodded and carried you to the attic. 
"Tell me Mädchen," Prussia kissed your cheek. "Bitte, ich liebe dich." That just made tears flow steadily from your eyes and you kissed his lips. 
"I'm d-dy... I'm," you stuttered out. Damn! Why did you have to be like this now?! You silently cursed to yourself and kissed him again. You could feel yourself slipping from consciousness. You started to fall to your right.
"Mädchen?!" Prussia exclaimed, holding you up. You gave a weak smile and slowly said,
"* Ich sterbe, es tut mir leid Preußen. Aber ich sterbe. Ich Leibe dich," you felt your eyes close and tried to keep your smile so Prussia knew you were alive. But, you couldn't. You felt him hold you closer, rocking you back and forth. As you laid in his lap, you could feel his body rack with sobs. You felt bad, fainting right as you told him you were dying. But it couldn't be helped. Your country had been dying for a long time now. You slipped out of that life and saw your mother country, Hungary, at the end of a black tunnel. You smiled widely and ran to her.
"My baby," she said, nuzzling her face into your hair. "I vas vondering vhen you vould go," Hungary said.
You pulled away and planted a kiss on her cheek. "S'okay Mama," you smiled. "I told Prussia before I died," you fumbled with your fingers for a small amount of time. When you looked up at your mother again, she was pointing to the left. You realised this was the opposite of the way you fell. You hugged Hungary and ran left.
"Be safe my child," Hungary said as you left her vision. "Don't let anyvone else have you,"
-to Prussia and ____'s dead body!-
Prussia walked down the steps to the living room, where everyone was dancing. He turned off the CD player and nodded to France as he took your body.
"Everyvone, I have some bad news," Prussia trailed off and walked over to France. "Zhe country of (country name) has died tonight," Prussia took your body and laid it on the couch. Spain and Romano walked up and payed their respects. So did America and England, and Germany, Italy, Japan, China, a cute boy with a loop-de-loop curl and violet eyes, Belarus, Ukraine, Lithuania, and Romano again.
"She never knew," Romano started, tears falling from his eyes. "How much I-a wanted to be her-a brother," Prussia nodded and hugged Romano. Romano refused, but ended up crying into Prussia anyway. Prussia handed Romano over to Spain and took your body again.
"I have to say, ____ vas zhe best frau any man could ask for," Germany said, petting your hair. "I'm happy zhat you had her bruder," Prussia stiffly nodded to his younger brother and forced a smile.
-back to you being in that tunnel thing!-
You smiled as you reached for the doorknob on the door that would bring you back. You would get to see Prussia again, and the person you wanted to be your big brother so badly; Romano. You smiled softly and opened the door. The room inside was pitch black and you couldn't see a thing. As you stepped in the room, a shock wave of pure energy flowed through your body and images of your whole life passed before you. 
You realised you were floating toward an outstretched hand. Feeling like it would take you back, you reached for it and just as you touched the tips of its fingers; doors closed on you. They were floating and had strange symbols that looked like it should've been used for Edward Elric's alchemy. You slowly turned around and saw the Truth. You gasped and smiled.
"A smiling visitor, how rare," the Truth said, standing up. You stepped forward and looked the Truth in the face.
"I'll give up my eyesight, nothing more; nothing less," you said crossing your arms. The Truth grinned and nodded.
"As you wish young lady," you felt your eyes burn and sting. Everything faded to black, but you felt nothing. Were you still dead? You moved your hands around, feeling hard wood. You could hear people crying and the voice of Prussia.
"Nien! Nien!" He screamed, sounding as if he were getting stabbed. You opened your eyes to see the rough, dark brown wood shaped as a dome over your body. You realised, it was your funeral. You moved your hands to your chest and started hitting the convex structure above your head. 
"I'm not dead!" You screamed, tears running down your face. "Gilbert Beilshmidt! I'm not dead!" At that moment, you heard Prussia's cries stop and heard rapid footsteps coming to you. You could feel Prussia taking the casket and laying you down gently. As he opened the casket, you caught a glimpse of the Truth smiling. Prussia looked down at you with a smile and tear stained cheeks. That was the last thing you ever saw. The Truth knew who you were and wanted you to have a taste of victory, but then pull you back into death. You watched from above, the way Prussia's smile faltered and he started to sob again as you were lowered into the ground. If you weren't dead, you would've been crying right beside him.