Title: The Voices

Author: Robin Gurl

Pairing: Germany/Italy

Rating: PG-13 (maybe)

Warnings: ..er….none?

Summary: Italy keeps waking Germany up with nightmares. After six nights of no sleep Germany asks a doctor to help.

Notes: In episode 20-21 Italy says his medication has worn off and he doesn't want Germany to leave him. So naturally I had to write on it. :3 I didn't plan on making this more than one chapter but then I figured an after would be needed! ^_^ Chapter 4 of Russian Roulette is coming soon!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea to exploit the original plot to fit my needs.

Germany's POV

I didn't know what else to do to help him or me. This made it my sixth night in a row that I was bombarded with Italy in my bed in the middle of the night screaming about some sort of nightmare and the voices screaming at him. Each night the nightmares got worse and each night I lost more and more sleep.

Yes, I did feel sorry for him, I was never told what the nightmares were about, aside from England chasing him but with the cries and clinging I knew it was worse than he let on. After that sixth night of sitting up with him for three hours, yes I actually held him (if not he'd never be quiet), comforting him as best I could, I decided it was time to ask a professionals opinion on this.

This was a new side of me, asking for help for a friend, and so I wasn't that used to it. I never really cared for anyone but myself – after all it was hard enough holding him much less caring – but this seemed the right thing to do and after all I do treasure him as a friend.

The doctors response had been simple, I couldn't force Italy to tell me anything or to do anything but I could sugguest he try taking some sort of sedative at night to see if that would help the night terrors.

So here I was. Italy was giving me this fearful glance as I held out my palm with the small white pill sitting in it and a glass of water in my other hand. "Here." I sighed. "The doctor said this would help."

"But Germany, it…it's a drug."

"Nein, the doctor says it's medication. I know you don't want to disclose what the dream is about and I don't mind you sleeping with me but you need to get sleep. You've gone too many nights without it and you will fall ill otherwise." I watched his face, he still looked scared. "I wouldn't give you anything bad."

"Brother France was right." He suddenly whispered and leapt off the bed moving away from me. "He said you would drug me and send me back home. I haven't been a bad boy, really I haven't. I haven't even made a white flag in two days. I even went to training." He blabbered fighting back tears, I saw a few escape though.

What the hell was his problem? And since when did his dumb ass brother France convince him of that? Oh that pansy boy was going to get an extra shot in the ass when I see him again. "Italy, please calm down." I said trying to keep my temper in check. I knew that if I got angry it was just going to get him more upset than he already was.

Italy shook his head and I was waiting on him to dart out the door until he suddenly slid down to his knees. I put the medicine and the water down on the nightstand and was at his side quickly. "Are you alright?"

I could see his face was a bit flushed and his eyes were half closed. "I told you, you've been without sleep for too long. Take the medication so you can sleep. Otherwise I'll be carrying you to the infirmary."

"No. If I go to sleep…." He started trying to pull away from me. "I'll be lonely…"

"Lonely?" I repeated.

"If I'm awake you keep the voices away if I go to sleep I'm all alone and I have to fight them myself. Please Germany, don't make me…I won't make white flags again I promise.."

"What are the voices saying, Italy?" I sighed again sitting down completely nervous about showing any emotion that he'd once again pulled out of him. I don't understand what it is about him, I can't say no to him and I'm always worried about his well being.

"That ….that you hate me….that I can't do anything right…that…that you're going to get rid of me..but you won't do that right? I'm too pretty…right Germany?"

I felt my cheeks go red as I tried to find the right thing to say. "Oh Italy. I'm…not going to get rid of you and I don't hate you. I worry about you when you have those nightmares, because…well because I can't do anything to fix it. That's why I went and asked a doctor. Since I am your friend I want you to trust me, I will never give you anything that would ever hurt you."

A few tears leaked down his cheeks and he just stared at me silently, his features looking more worn out than before. "I just want to sleep Germany….I don't like these nightmares."

"Then take the medication. I will be with you all night so if the voices come again, wake me up. I will fight them off." I stood up then bent down and grabbed his hands pulling him to his feet. He staggered unsteadily and fell into me, I caught him at first nervous but then shook off the uncertainty since I had to be strong one tonight. I had to push away my personal feelings of insecurity with physical and emotional bounderies to help someone out that I cared deeply about.

"You promise?"

I sat him down carefully on the edge of the bed and made sure he wasn't going to pull one of his idiotic acts and fall over before I sat beside him. I picked up the small white pill again and this time handed it to him. He took it and the glass of water staring at it for a few seconds before looking to me. "Yes, Feliciano, I promise. You are safe with me."

He suddenly smiled happily, "You called me by my real name!"

I blushed bright red unable to look him in the eye. "Just take the damn pill, I'm as tired as you are." I watched him take it and then took the glass from him. "Now, change into your night shirt and get into bed. If this medicine really knocks you out I don't want you collapsing on the floor. You could get hurt."

After he left I went and got dressed as well. I sighed hoping I'd made the right decision, he did seem a lot calmer than he had these past few nights. When he reappeared I pulled the covers back and motioned for him to climb in.

He nervously slid in beside me and moved close but didn't touch me. I rolled my eyes pulling the covers up then reached underneathe and moved his body to where he was flush with mine and one of his arms was over my chest. "There. Now the voices can't get you if you are holding on to me."

"I feel…sleepy….Germany." He whispered into my side after a few minutes. "Remember…you promised."

"I meant it. I won't let them get you." I said back feeling him hug me tighter. I rubbed his back reassuringly until I heard his breathing even out. I let out a sigh of relief closing my eyes, we were finally going to get some sleep.

End Chapter 1