Italy woke with a start when he realized that he had nodded off during one of his siestas, he stretched and yawned as he looked out the window and saw that it was raining quite hard, he blinked and shook his head.

That memory kept on reappearing in his head and it was starting to take a toll on him, much more than Germany realized.

'I can't take this any longer….this pain….is starting to become too much' and looked to his side, seeing the knife and psych meds that he kept in the drawer, he wondered if he should overdose on the meds he took daily or cut himself….

'I should take the meds… it will be less messy...and i don't want luddy having to clean up after me'

He decided if he didn't do it quickly….he would regret it…taking the bottle from the night stand, he opened it and poured out a handful of pills; effectively emptying the pill bottle of its contents and popped them into his mouth and swallowed; the pill bottle falling to the floor with a clatter.

'Germany, forgive me for what I'm doing…..'

He sighed deeply, then went and laid back down on the bed and folded his arms as if he were holding a flower bouquet, he smiled and spoke softly

"Your bride is coming home to you, wait for me" and cried softly, He had planned to pass on right there on the bed, but apparently, fate had other plans

"Gott verdammt sie, I forgot that Italy needed to be woken up….he's going to hate me waking him up…" Germany muttered as he swiftly walked toward Feli's room and put his hand on handle when a jolt ran through him

"Huh…?" he blinked confusion on his face. It wasn't like him to get those, as they only happened when Italy was in trouble….—

He quickly broke down the door to see that Italy was still on the bed, but not how he would normally sleep as he saw that his arms were fashioned in a way a woman would hold a bouquet on her wedding day and saw the pill bottle on the floor empty, his protective instinct kicked in and ran to his side

"ITALY, ITALY!" he felt his pulse and it was irregular "Damn!" he cursed as he picked him up and rushed him to the nearest hospital, which was about a five minute walk from his house as the rain poured down harder with the occasional lightening; not even bothering to grab an umbrella from a vendor who was offering.

He stopped in front of the hospital under the pass to catch his breath when he realized that Italy was murmuring something under his breath, he stopped and listened; putting his head near his mouth.

His eyes widened…he was talking about him again…

he then resumed running into the hospital, water falling off him as he pushed the doors open yelling that his friend needed help; saying that he took too much medication and nurses came running frantically, but in an organized manner; arriving with a gurney and rushed him to the emergency room to have his stomach pumped

"Italy….you're a fool…" he clenched his fists… his voice above a whisper 'I'm sorry….I wasn't there for you…to protect...please make it….Feli….' as he fell to the floor crying, the water from the rain mirroring his sadness

For people that are worried that this is going to be a Germany knows he's HRE fic, don't worry, I wasn't planning on that, quite the opposite; he feels sad because his friend could die, so why not have Germany show a bit of emotion for Italy.

So everyone, trust me, ok?

see you next week!~