WARNING!
THIS FANFIC HAS
BLOOD/DEATH
GUYXGUY
ANTI-AMERICA
(So if you don't like DONT READ!)
GerIta Forever a Memory
Germany was walking home when it began to downpour; he groaned and continued to walk.
Italy had died today, his best friend and potential lover. Germany was so depressed he had so many things to tell the tiny Italian. He wanted just one more day, even just one more hour to tell him all his feelings.
He couldn't though, that was his prime regret.
Slowly, Germany got home and locked the door; he collapsed onto the floor and began to sob. Germany realized he had been sobbing and forced himself to stop. He slowly walked towards his bedroom, but when he opened the door he found himself in tears again, Italy's stuff was everywhere.
He had to pick them up, since he hated clutter. Germany would picked up a piece of clothing, he would remember the Italian's fragrance, when he was done cleaning he took Italy's favorite shirt and sat down and just held it pretending it was him.
Germany sat there for about a good hour when he realized that he was hungry. Germany put the shirt down and headed down stairs. When Germany was searching for Wurst, but he found Italy's favorite sauce. Germany clutched it and remembered all the meals of pasts they shared; He was going to have to miss Italy's cooking. Germany put the sauce back and closed the pantry, he was no longer hungry.
Germany went to his office to absolutely ponder about what happened, Germany was trying to tell himself it was all just a dream.
Germany thought about today, he wished today never happened or that it was him that died not Italy.
Today was a normal training day; Germany and Italy were doing laps around a track when Italy thought he saw England he sprinted out of the track and into the busy city. Germany shrieked at Italy to stop but, he didn't listen to him, Italy was too far away.
Italy noticed a pasta shop and stopped running to see all the pasta. That is when he heard the click of America's gun. He turned around to see a gun put to his head. Germany ran as fast as he could to catch Italy before he got lost or even worse hurt. Germany was two shops away from Italy when America had the gun to Italy's head.
Germany didn't move, he just stood there in shock.
Italy questioned what was going on when America put his finger on the trigger. Italy started to beg for his life uttering
"AMERICA IT IS ME ITALY! GERMANY HELP ME!"
America smirked and lowered his gun to Italy's lung. America carefully felt Italy's body when he found Italy's rib cage. Italy was speechless he was too terrified to move, he didn't even call for Germany. When America found Italy's heart he moved his gun to the reverse side of his body and pulled the trigger.
Italy shrieked in agony as he almost collapsed to the ground when America caught Italy and pinned him to the glass window behind him. Blood was smearing all over it; there was a bullet hole in the glass window from the shot. America pinpointed Italy's kidneys and shot one of them. Italy screamed in pain again and fell to the ground.
America laughed and started to walk away with his wicked laugh, it was so dark it made Germany frightened. Germany bolted towards his bleeding friend and shouted to someone to call 911 and he did. Germany clutched Italy and tried to halt the bleeding. Italy knew he didn't have much time. Germany kept trying to make the blood stop. Italy snatched Germany's hand
"stop…there is no use now…"
Italy whispered.
Germany started to bawl because he knew it was unfair. Italy was already in a pool of his own blood. When the ambience came they took Italy and jabbed him with needles and was strapped to many special devices.
Germany went home and drove to the hospital. Germany sighed and picked up his phone, he had to start to call people, mainly Romano. When Romano picked Germany took all the mean verbal abuse and told Romano "Your brother, Italy, something happened."
Romano was speechless Germany told him what hospital Italy was in and Romano slammed his phone shut and the call was minutes passed, Romano came in his Pj's with Spain with him, and Romano's eyes were dark bloodshot.
Romano screamed
"WHAT THE FUCK?! HOW COME YOU HURT... WHAT THE FUCK DID HE EVER DO TO YOU?"
Germany sighed and in a gentle voice he explained what had happened. Romano sprinted to the front desk and asked where Italy was, a nurse pointed to a direction and the group went to Italy's room. Romano wanted to be the first to see him so he asked if everyone could wait outside so he could get the story from Italy.
After five minutes passed Germany could no longer stand outside, he had to make sure Italy was ok he had to. When Germany opened the door and saw Italy.
Germany was on the verge of tears, Italy looked so appalling. Italy's skin was colorless, he was bandaged profoundly, and there were pints of blood being put into him. Germany was so shocked he was unable to move. When Italy saw Germany he regained some of his color in his face and tried to yell
"Germany! You're ok! I was so worried!"
Italy's voice was faint and rough, however it snapped Germany out of his trance. He walked closer to the frail Italian. Romano darted out of the room and into Spain's arms, he started to wail and he couldn't stop. Germany walked over towards Italy and held his hand. Italy started to blush and held his hand back, Germany flushed red.
Italy said in a muffled whisper
"Germany…I. Love…you…"
Germany's whole face turned even darker red and replied
"I love you too".
Italy smiled and slowly seal his eyes together.
Germany shrieked
"ITALY! DON'T! PLEASE STAY AWAKE!"
Romano came bursting into the room. Romano screeched
"ITALY!"
Italy said his last words
"Romano…will...You...be able to fill me in forever….and Germany… please don't get revenge…I love you two with all my heart…please be ok without me… I…will…see…you…one…day..."
Italy closed his eyes for the very last time.
Romano and Germany started to sob and they couldn't stop. They both were holding Italy's hands they heard the unwanted heart monitor go dead. Nurses and doctors filled the room. After five minutes of trying to save Italy, they had to give up.
They started to take Italy away when Romano started to scream. He was starting to feel the pain Italy did (since they could feel each other's pain Romano fell to the ground).
Half of the doctors went to Romano while the others took Italy away. Spain started to freak out that his lover was on the ground throwing up blood. Germany thought it was best to leave so he went home.
How was my first chapter? I think it was pretty good :3 Please Review :D
