I do not own Hetalia, but damn, I wish I did! Also, this is my first fanfic, so please take it easy on me
Italy had always been sick, but had never told anyone. The only one who knew, was Romano, he promised not to say anything to Germany. Italy knew he was going to die soon, which he didn't want to he wanted to live to 'see' the love of his life again, Holy Roman Empire. Inside everyday he feared would be his last, but not to worry his friends, he would continue to put on a fake act, being the Italy we know. Romano was the only one who knew the truth, and it hurt. It was the reason Romano is the way he is, he doesn't want his brother to leave
Finally the day came, on Italy's 22 birthday, he became violently ill and told Romano to release the secret to everyone.
Every nation came to Italy's house, wishing him happy birthday, and saying goodbye. In order, here is who Italy saw in his room
1) America
2) Canada (and yes, he did actually SEE him)
3) England
4) France
5) Spain
6) Prussia
7) Hungary
8) Austria
9) China
10) Russia
11) Romano
12) And Germany
All were trying to hold back tears, it was hardest for Germany and Romano, for they were losing the one closest to them.
One by one, the countries left, leaving only Germany, Italy, and Romano who later went outside the room, not wanting his little brother see him cry.
"I'm sleepy" Italy said, sinking into his pillow, which panicked Germany, who did not want him to leave yet.
"Italy, Italy, stay with me!" Germany said, shaking Italy as hard as he could, "Aye, aye, captain" Italy said weakly before closing his eyes. "ITALY! ITALY!" Germany was going hysterical at this point. Hearing the noises from inside the room broke Romano's heart. Germany's head slowly panned to a painting above Italy. "Chibi…Italia" he said softly, and it all hit him, what had been trapped inside him, for so long. "I…have missed you for so long Chibitalia." "I'm glad you finally remember, Holy Roman Empire" Italy said with a weak smile, opening his eyes again. "Iche Liebe dich" Germany said, trying to hold back tears. Italy tried very hard, but didn't get to finish: "I…..love…yo…." Italy said and left this world with the same smile he had when he came into it. At that moment Germany kissed his forehead and closed his eyes for him. Looking like what Germany remembered, with those closed eyes and big smile, Germany knew that it was his Chibitalia. As he headed for the door, he turned and said, "we will see each other again someday, I promise." He left the room, closed the door, and grabbed something from against the wall and held it in his hands. Chibitalia's broom "this will help me remember you, I won't forget this time, I promise" he said as one single tear (yes, only one) fell down his cheek.
What happens now? Romano asked himself, standing in the doorway, staring at his now, dead, brother. He then looked at the cake that had 22 lit candles, he blew them out and closed his eyes. "Happy Birthday to us, now two separate halves, that will one day, join again, North and South Italy."
"Buon compleanno a noi."
So… did'ja like it, do you think it was sad, sweet, stupid (I hope it wasn't stupid)