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Germany woke up to find that Italy was once again, in his arms. It was three in the morning according to Germany's clock. Germany and Italy aren't together together but they sure act like it. Germany pulled Italy closer to his body and closed his eyes, falling back into a deep slumber.

"Germany! Germany!" Italy cried. "Germany, help me!" Bombs were falling from the sky while people ran into bomb shelters with their children and belongings. Italy was frozen in shock and fear, screaming my name he wailed his arms as bombs landed closer and closer to him.

"Germany, help me!" Italy screamed tears streaming down his face. Germany's face made an expression that no one thought that they would ever see. Germany was scared. He was scared for his life and Italy's life.

Once Germany got his act together, he ran after the younger nation. Germany's running was slow but he was also going at the speed of lighting. Italy's screams became muffled as a bomb fell on his soul. Germany was too late. The bomb landed straight on Italy and now he's gone.

Germany fell to his knees and screamed Italy's name. He hugged himself and cried Italy's name punishing himself for not being there for the younger nation when he needed him the most.

"You are pathetic!" A voice said. A boy with the same blond hair and blue eyes held Italy's dead body in his arms bridal style. "You should've saved him! You are not worthy to be a nation!"

The man wore a black and white suit, more like puffy pants and a shirt with a white strip in the middle of the shirt. Germany recognised him but couldn't pin point how he knew him.

"You could not keep Italy safe!" He yelled at Germany. The man looked at Italy and softly cupped his cheek like Germany always wanted to do when Italy was upset or he had hurt himself. "Now, my Italy, it dead because you couldn't save him!"

Germany wanted to yell back but seeing Italy's dead body in somebody else's arms just bad enough.

"You should be disgusted with yourself!"

Germany woke up by the sound of his own screaming. Italy was trying to hold him down as Germany waved his arms with fear.

"Germany! Germany!" Italy said calming the older nation down. "Ve~ it's a nightmare!"

Germany calmed down and looked at Italy. He was alive; it was all just a dream!

Germany smiled and said his thanks. The time was only eight in the morning and neither of them wanted to get out of bed just yet. With Italy's permission, Germany held him tight to his body, afraid to let go in case something were to happen to him if he fell asleep again. Italy was more than happy to jump into Germany's arms and cuddle with him. At times, Germany would squeeze Italy just to make sure that he was still with him and that this wasn't a dream.

The day went quickly for Germany. He was close to Italy for the whole day, waiting for the bombs to fall down from the sky making the Earth shake. That night, Germany kept sneaking into Italy's room while he was sleeping just to be safe that he was still in his bed fast asleep.

Germany decided to sleep in Italy's bed so that he wouldn't have to keep going back and forwards into his room and then back out each hour in the night. Germany grabbed the door knob and opened the door to find a body-less bed. Germany started to panic as he ran through the house calling Italy's name over and over again.

"Italy!" Germany screamed so loud that he woke Japan up.

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