This is a Fan Fiction I have worked on for a while, almost a year in all reality. So here we are, Forgotten Memories, A RusIta Fan fiction.
Ivan looked at Venice, his heart breaking at the sight of him lying across the couch. "Venice...", he said softly, running a hand over his head. "You need to wake up, Veni...", he said again, watching as the Brunette's eyes opened, the dark orbs looking at him with a fading light. "I-Ivan...", the Italian said with a bit of accent still in his voice. Ivan hugged him lightly, avoiding the wound on his stomach, which still hadn't stopped bleeding.
"Veni..." Ivan said with tears filling his eyes, heart breaking as the man faded away. Venice looked back up at him, cupping his chin with a small smile on his face. "Ivan...I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you. I shouldn't have gone-", he started to cough, blood landing on his other hand. The Russian's violet eyes watched in horror as he did this, biting his lip to keep from letting any noises out. He ran a hand through his hair, keeping the façade that everything would be found and he would live. "I know you are...but you'll be ok, right? We'll get through this." Ivan's voice cracked as his eyes continued to lose the light, blood spilling on the floor and his uniform.
Venice tried to sit up, but couldn't, so Ivan moved closer to him with the thought of making it easier on the small man. ", Venice...", he leaned in, kissing the fading man below him for a moment, then pulled away. The Italian gave a nod, nuzzling into him. "Te amo, Ivan...", he said with tears in his eyes. "Please remember me, but find someone who makes you happy...that's all I ask."
Then, with one last breath, Venice was gone.
I know this chapter is short, but it'll get a lot longer and much more detailed. Of course, there will be more feels and I'll involve more of the original characters here soon~