A.N: Hey guys, it's me again! (In other words it's like, uh oh, it's THAT ONE again XD) This may or may not be up on the 19th (today), I was busy today, plus my phone is glitching VERY badly, so I'm stressed, but, who cares right? Right? Okay, translations from last chapter:

Ottenere fuori sicuro-Get out safely (Italian)

Solo tenere a mente quella vi amo tutti-Just keep in mind that I love you all (Italian)

Ti vogliamo bene-We love you (Italian)

Noi ti amiamo cosi tanto fratellino-We love you so much little brother (Italian)

Stare al sicuro-Stay safe (Italian)

And now onto the story..! Go! Shoo into my storyland please…

The nations couldn't believe what they just say, and heard. All that was heard was the painful sobs of the Italian brothers, for their lack of their third, and a small ticking noise.

"Mein gott! The bastard wasn't lying when he said he planted bombs!" Prussia said, breaking the awkwardness from the room.

"Yes, that means we have to get out A.S.A.P." England said, as he began to walk in the direction of the exit.

"Helping people escape from an uber bad guy is a hero's job, guys! So let me do it!" America shouted, while jumping in front of England.

"Godammit, America! We can't take your shit right now, aru~"China was red faced and MAD. Good thing Spain wasn't here right now. But China jumped a little when he felt arms wrap around him. "Don't worry China, if you become one with Mother Russia, your worries will fade away." Russia squeezed him tighter "Become one with me. Kolkolkolkolkol~"

"Ohonhonhon~, we got some lovebirds over here.." France giggled as drool dribbled down his "Ohonhonhonhon~~~"

"Focus Everyone! Just get to the fucking exit already!" Italy snapped, sounding much like his brother, and ran toward the door. Having nothing else to do, the others followed. After moments of following Italy, they've made it to the door. Yet another monitor showed that they only had 3 minutes and there in front of them was the control panel. Their way to freedom. As the nations observed, they just couldn't figure it out. Except for Italy.

"Wow, THIS is the "super difficult" control panel we need to hack? Ha! This is a plate of pasta! Opening his eyes for once, Italy began to hack deeper and deeper into the mainframe of the factory. Looking for a split second, he had almost two minutes left.

"Aaaaaand, GOT IT!" Italy suddenly shouted. "Did you know Italy is a hacker, Germany?" England whispered to Germany. "No, not at all" is all he replied as he walked out the door.

"Alright fratello, can you hold the button on the other side for me, per pavore? It's a big orange button." Italy asked. "Si. Wait! The panel on this side's broken! What now, Veneziano?" Romano said, now becoming concerned for his brother. Italy let out a long, thoughtful sigh in return.

"Then go without me…" he said in a quiet tone, it was the only way, they all deserved life, or even WANTED life.

"WHAT?!" Everyone else replied. "Yes you all heard me, just go, there's only 30 seconds left, please live on with your lives. And be happy. For me." Italy whispered as a lone tear of emotion rolled down his cheek. "I'm so sorry everyone. Goodbye, and god bless you all. Ti Amo" he then released the button, closing the door, got down on his knees, and prayed.

As they were all well ways away from the building, it exploded, with Italy in it. Clumsy Italy. Caring Italy. Loving Italy. A friend.

"FELICIANO!" Romano sobbed once again. "Why does my family always die?" he thought, but was pulled out of his train of thought when he was being hugged. By, Germany? But at the moment he didn't care, he just let the German hold him and rub his back. He already missed his brother.

Hours later, the nations settled down after the whole incident and finding an abandoned house near the factory. They all sat in silence, mourning the death of Italy.

"We all might as well try to sleep, it might do us some good." Japan said as everyone nodded and headed to different rooms.

"Do you want to sleep with me Romano?" Germany asked

"..."

"Lovi..?"

"Oh, yeah, sure. I just miss him so much" Romano said as he wiped his dried tears away, walking toward Germany and the bed. Kissing him on the cheek, he said goodnight, then snuggled up to the larger man. "Thank you for being so nice to me, Germany." He said, then was corrected."Just call me Ludwig" the German whispered. "Okay, Ludwig, thank you so much, and I'm sorry for all the years that I treated you like shit. I really am"

"Okay. Goodnight"

It was about 2 A.M when England was awoken by a soft pounding at the door of the house. At first, he thought it was his imagination, or some faeries trying to trick him again, but the noise came again. That time, he grabbed a knife from the kitchen, then returned to hear the sound of something collapse outside the door, making him grip the knife tighter. The door was right in front of him now, and he slowly turned the handle, then whipped open the door to find-

"Italy…?"