Gunfire and screams filled the air.
It was going to be a long, but worthwhile battle.
The allied forces stood upon an all-seeing hill, watching the two nations battle below.
It seemed as though within the next couple hours, the Axis Powers would be dealt with. Sure, if they died different people would be reborn into their place—but that didn't matter! Not to these five, anyway.
Germany was still surprised that Italy could battle the way he did. The smaller nation was always so cheerful and bright. Yes, Italy was scared shitless earlier, but now he was just so…serious. It was almost scary, really.
The larger nation shook his head; he was getting distracted again…
A tap came to the larger nation's shoulder.
He was hesitant and glared back behind him..to see nothing but air. He became confused, and as he was about to turn back to the battle, a voice spoke up.
"Down here, Germany-san."
The German blinked and looked down, spotting his other ally Japan.
He flushed in embarrassment. "Oh..my apologies, Japan."
The Japanese man sighed. "It is alright."
"Oh! Japan~!" The Italian greeted in between shots.
"Getting to the point, why're you here, Japan?" Germany asked curiously.
"I received a phone call from my brother, China…saying you may need some assistance."
"China did?"
"Apparently, they want a fair battle…tem against team."
Germany nodded, understanding and agreeing.
Japan drew his katana, which he kept on him at all times and nodded.
"Italia, you cover him…I'll distract." Germany ordered as he drew a grenade.
"Si~" The cheery nation agreed, shooting as Japan ran into the battlefield.
Germany pulled the pin and chucked the grenade, it landing nearly in the middle of the gigantic crowd…exploding seconds later.
The soldiers did not seem to like it, and began shooting at Germany and Italy, forgetting the presence of the samurai.
With Japan's plan accomplished, he began slashing at the soldiers, feeling slightly guilty for getting his ally's shot at…but let it slide, seeing as he was in battle.
Bullets grazed past Germany and Italy quicker than rain. The log was taking much of the damage, but it wouldn't hold forever, both of the nations realized.
Italy rose slightly to go reload, but as he did he was greeted with a bullet near the heart, a couple in his left arm, one in his lower right. He flew back at the impact, grazing across the ground.
Germany whipped his head around at the sound of Italy wailing in shock, causing him to be dizzy for a few seconds. Once he could make things out, he witnessed the bloody Italian on the ground a few feet away.
"Italia!" He grinded his teeth, thinking between covering Japan or helping his wounded friend.
Almost as if on cue, two more countries arrived.
A very annoyed Austrian and a slightly frightening Hungary approached.
"What's with all of this useless racket?" Austria asked, punching the bridge of his nose.
"Wah! Feliciano!" Hungary exclaimed as her eyes drifted.
"Mind taking care of our guests while I patch him up?" Germany asked.
Hungary then whipped out her frying pan and nodded. "Certainly."
And she was off.
Austria assisted Germany in taking care of the smaller nation.
Once they had the bullets removed, they bandaged him up and set him on a cot within the weaponry tent. They said their non-heard goodbyes and went off to battle.
Germany offered a rifle to the Austrian but he denied.
"It is not a gentleman's way to fight." He protested.
Germany's brows furrowed. "Then how WILL you fight?"
"I will move their hearts with this melody!"
"But there's no…"
Austria pointed behind himself, revealing a grand piano.
"When did…" That wasn't there a second ago, was it?
"Do not question my motives." Austria commanded as he took a seat on the bench and began playing Beethoven's Fifth.
Germany simply sighed and resided to his shooting.
He opened his eyes tiredly, feeling the inevitable pain…but from what?
And where was he?
Where was Germany?
Or Japan?
All his thoughts stopped when he heard a familiar melody…
This was Austria's piano playing~!
That's it! He must be at Austria's!
But wait…why would he be?
Austria wasn't even there…And where was there weapons everywhere?
The battle…
THE BATTLE!
He sat up in a jolt, then winced, grabbing his chest.
Since when was he hurt?
Oh…right.
He was shot down.
Did he fail Germany?
Maybe that was it…maybe Germany was ashamed that Italy could be taken down so easily and just dumped him off somewhere…
No!
Germany wasn't like that!
He would at LEAST just tell him to get lost or something…right?
Italy looked down at himself, noting that he was bandaged up. He smiled softly, reassured that he was just placed aside to rest.
"See? All that panicking for nothing, Ve~"
He giggled lightly, and slowly swung his legs over the edge of the cot.
He wasn't going to just sit around and do nothing—he had to show Germany he was strong!
NOT useless!
He slowly got to his feet and used some crates to guide him to the gateway of the tent, peering out and shading his eyes from the blinding sun.
"Doitsu…"
His ruby-red eyes peeled open.
Had he been napping AGAIN?
He's too awesome to nap during the day!
Well, it was somewhat like Spain's "Siesta's" he always kept ranting about..
"Speaking of Spain..I should probably give him a call..see if France has got to 'im yet.."
He sighed..it was so much effort.
Of course, being his "awesome" self, he could handle anything!
He..just didn't feel like it.
Ignoring his lazing self, he picked up the phone and dialed the memorized number, directing his phone to Spain's.
Ring…
Ring…
Ring…
Ring…
Click.
"Eh sou na?" the answerer—clearly Spain—greeted.
"Oi..Spain."
"Ohh..Prussia. What's up with the call?"
"Bored I guess..and seeing if you and France have..well, YOU know."
"Eh sou na?"
He sighed, rubbing his left temple.
"You really ARE clueless, huh?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing, forget it."
"Si, si."
Silence…
Silence..
And guess what?
A sneeze.
Coming from Prussia, of course.
"Eh sou na, Prussia?"
He wiped his nose, fighting off another sneeze.
"Yo?"
"You sick 'er something?"
"Nein."
"Then what's with the…?"
He lieterally shrugged, smiling to himself. "Maybe someone's talking about the awesome me~"
Thinking that, he would be correct.
The battlefield was completely silent.
Frozen.
Everyone was staring at Austria, whom was playing the piano..oblivious to anyone else.
"Why is that dude playing a piano..?"
"WHERE did he get a piano?"
"WTF?"
Those were just couple of the questions in the Russian army.
Hungary and Japan noticed the convenience and began taking out the distracted soldiers.
Germany realized this as well, as he began shooting once more.
He was in complete concentration…at least until he heard a voice behind him.
"Veeee~ Pretty.."
He peered back behind him, spotting the Italian in the doorway of the tent…obviously entranced by the Austrian's piano playing.
"Italia…go get some rest."
Italy looked from Austria to Germany and pouted.
"But Doitsu—"
"But nothing. You're injured."
"But I can help!"
"What did I just tell you?"
Italy huffed. He knew Germany would protest, but he hated starting an argument with the nation.
Was it because he was huge like a building?
Or was it because he cared for the nation?
Not like he'd know in the first place.
Wait, what!?
What was he thinking!
He shook his head and lightly stomped his foot onto the ground.
"At least let me do SOMETHING.."
Now it was Germany's turn to sigh.
"Fine..I'll let you shoot off a rifle..for a little while."
Italy grinned, it practically glowing off of his face.
"Yay~! I can help! I can help!" The Italian exclaimed, making his way over beside the German.
And so, the shooting began once more.
America and England were now playing old maid…seeing as how they got bored.
Russia was watching the battle ensue with a demented grin..while Kol-ing.
That left China and France for the chit-chat.
China sighed. "This may take long, huh aru?"
The Frenchman nodded. "Ja, I do think so."
"Who do you think'll win, aru?"
"Hnn…well seeing as Russia as a never-ending army…I think it's obvious, mon cherr."
China flinched slightly at the nickname France seemed to give everyone. "Ya, aru. You have a point."
"I wonder if we should've given them another ally, hm? Like maybe Prussia.."
"Oh no, aru! Definitely not Prussia! Do you not remember what occurred last when he was in a battle?"
France sighed. "This is true..Well, I suppose it is even numbers now."
"Excluding the armies, aru."
America then decided to hop up and say something. "I have an idea!"
"I'm the one who bloody suggested it, you git." England muttered.
"Oh like it matters! Anyway, what if we captured Italy?"
"Don't we always?" France asked.
"That's true.." America pouted slightly.
"Why not just finish him?" Russia asked, joining the conversation.
"Eh?" The other four said in unison, turning to the taller nation.
"I can take care of this, da." He said, smiling his usual—CREEPY—smile.
After about an hour or so, Germany sent Italy back into the tent…which Italy reluctantly obeyed to.
It had begun raining shortly after Italy joined the battle..so Austria turned in—hiding his piano from nowhere into his own convenient tent.
Germany grabbed a blade and went out for some blade to blade combat.
Him, Hungary and Japan really were an amazing combination, he had noticed.
Although really, Hungary WAS fighting with a frying pan..which he found odd yet expected.
Lighting was striking high in the sky, which didn't bother him in the least…he was used to such things, I guess you could say.
It's just when the lightning began hitting the GROUND…freaked him out.
And it did.
Not too far behind him either.
He ignored it, for the opposing soldiers were easily distracted..and he found this to be an advantage.
He continued on…until he smelt smoke.
He turned quickly, once knowing he would not be attacked, and saw at once that the tent that he had left Italy in…was on FIRE.
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Author's Note:
Wahhh~! Gomene, gomene!
I haven't updated for like…a couple MONTHS.
I've been caught up in drama and catching up in classes..due to being sick.
I didn't realize I haven't updated until I got an email saying someone favorited this story..and then I felt bad.
I mean, I should at least finish what I start, right?
//is shot.
I haven't updated any of my other stories either, unfortunately..this was the first I started on.
I may not post the next chapter—which I have yet to write—for maybe a week or more…due to me updating other unfinished stories as well.
Man, I really need to learn to write one-shots, huh? xD
Hope this chapter wasn't too bad…comments plz? *puppy dog eyes*