Yep, a short story. I know I have other stories and I promise you I am working on them. I'm just...at a stump right now. So for now, please enjoy this! :D
How had it come to this? Surely this was all just a big fluke. ...Right? Germany laughed. This was no fluke...his time has finally come for him to die. Germany gave a slight cough, sending a few specks of blood flying onto the ground below him. "Well, well, well...the great Germany finally goes down. Any last words dude?" America said as he pulled out his revolver and aimed it at the injured country. "Yeah...just a few...Fuck you!" America smirked then cocked the gun. "How very cliche dude." America tighted his finger around the trigger. "NO! WAIT! PLEASE!" Germany's head shot into the direction of the yell and saw Italy running towards them. "Feli! Get out of here!" Germany yelled, causing himself to cough again. Italy ignored the German and instead, stood protectively in front of him. America glared at the smaller nation. "Move aside Italy." Italy shook his head furiously. "No! I will not! I love Ludwig and I will not let you kill him!" America sighed. "Very well." America aimed the gun at Italy and Italy squeezed his eyes shut. "NO!" Germany screamed as the bang echoed throughout the battlefield.
Germany could only watch as Italy's body went eerily stiff, then crumbled on his side. "Nein! NEIN! Feli! FELI!" Germany sobbed as he crawled over to the nation and rolled him onto his back. "L-Lud...wig..." Italy smiled even though there were tears rolling down his cheeks. Germany didn't even notice America walk away from the two. "I...I'm sorry...I-I wanted to p-protect...you..." Germany smiled sadly, not even trying to stop the flow of tears. "You did Feli...you did..." Germany whispered sadly as he stroked his hair. Italy smiled and closed his eyes. "I always...loved when you would...stroke my hair...it made me v-very...h-happy..." Germany squeezed his eyes shut as the sobs racked his body. "...I am very tired...I think I will rest for a little bit..." Italy said quietly, causing Germany to open his eyes and stroked Italy's head again. "Rest my love...I will be here when you wake up, w-with a nice big bowl of pasta!" This caused Italy to chuckle. "I love you...Ludi..." Germany chocked back another sob. "I love you too Feli...so, very much..." Italy closed his eyes with a smile on his face. "Wait for me love...one day...we will see each other again." Germany whispered as he planted a kiss on Italy's cooling forehead, then broke down and began to cry on Italy's still chest. "I will wait Ludwig! I promise I will! I love you!" Germany's head snapped up and he looked to Italy's face hoping to see the Italian laughing and smiling at him, but he remained still. Germany smiled when a butterfly landed on his nose then flew away. "I know you will Feli...I know you will."
I don't really know why they were trying to kill Germany, but use you're imagination. It is a war fic after all. :P