Sorry this took so long, I was about done when I had to go to my sax lessons, enjoy! P.s. in case you didn't read chapter this is sad ending!
He ran, ran as fast as he could, as fast as his legs would carry him. He busted threw the doors of the cafeteria and ran to the kitchen. He pulled out his key and inserted it into the lock.
He turned the key, unlocking the door. With a gulp Germany opened the door and stepped in, scared to find out what was on the other side. He looked around trying to find his companion, it was a really big kitchen. This hotel must have been very well known to have a kitchen that big.
The air smelled strange, sort of clean... But why on Earth would it smell clean? Germany continued walking around getting worried.
He saw him. Germany found Italy lying on the floor, he looked asleep.
"Italy!" Germany ran to Italy's side and started shaking him. "Italy, wake up, wake up!" He yelled, his eyes started to water as his friend didn't show any signs of reaction, any signs of life. Italy was in the very back of the kitchen, but why? What did he do? Why isn't he moving? Questions raced threw the Germans head as he tried getting his ally to respond.
He checks his pulse... ba-dump... ba-dump... Once Germany realized that Italy had a pulse still he picked him up and ran, as he passed the door out of the corner of his eye he saw a container next to a sink. It was a scouring powder that was knocked over, which would explain the smell. Germany realized what happened, Italy filled the sink with water and set up some sort of thing that would allow him to knock over the powder into the water without having to be right next to it. Once he did he ran to the back of the kitchen knowing it'd take a while for the fumes to fill in the gigantic kitchen. The fumes would not be thick enough to actually kill him but it was enough to make his unconscious.
He couldn't believe it, he had hurt Italy enough he would do something like this? It was unthinkable...
Germany ran out of the building and straight to a hospital.
"How may I help you?" A nurse asked while fiddling with a computer.
"My friend is unconscious from fumes." Germany stated trying to stay calm and collected while his inside was panicking.
They take Italy and hook him up to a heart monitor and an oxygen supply. Germany calls Romano and rushes over as soon as possible. Once they allow people to visit Romano visits first, after about half an hour he comes back out teary eyed.
"Your turn potato bastard..." He said. Romano was so worried about, no matter how hard he tries to hide it it is very clear to everyone that he was truly worried.
Germany made his way into Italy's room and sat down next to him, he was still unconscious Germany felt his eyes water as his vision started to blur. It began to snow again outside, frost created on the window.
"Italien... I am sorry... I never wanted dis to happen... Please zough, please vake up. You're mien only friend, I never realized how much you mean to me... Please Italien, please wake up..." Germany whipped his eyes trying not to let his tears show, he was really worried about him. Germany tended to his eyes, trying to calm himself down.
"V-ve?" A soft and hushed voice whispered, Germany shot his eyes up and grabbed his friends hand.
"Italien, I'm here, you are alright..."
"Ve, Germany? Can you.. hand me a piece of paper and a pencil?" He asked weakly smiling.
"Uh, ja, no problem." Germany said as he searched threw a drawer next to him. He pulled out a out a paper and pencil and handed them to Italy. He watches Italy scribble something on the paper and hands it back to him. Germany takes it and starts to read.
I was smart this whole time, just playing dumb, making excuses to be with but now I find my body be numb. I had made a wish to make you see that all you wanted all along was the real me. I sent you on this giant chance just so you know, that things would click in your head about the clues that I said. Numbers and letters, memories too, but nothing is as special as my time with you. Not the dates of the numbers that made up my name. You solved my month but what about the day? It is the same as St. Patrick's day. Now I bid you fair well with one last clue.
9x - 7i 3(3x - 7u)
He took the pencil and began to solve it. Times three to the one side, minus the 9x and cancel them. Divide -7 to the other side and flip the sign.
i 3u
Germany stared at it in complete, thoughts racing threw his mind once again as a picture formed in his head. It had all made since now, that day Germany yelled at Italy was his birthday. Italy loved him, he really loved him.
Germany was snapped out of his trance when the sound of a flat-line filled the room. Germany's eyes went to the heart monitor in disbelief.
"No... No!" Germany yelled, tears broke threw as he tried convincing himself that it was all just a dream. "Italy, vake up! You can't leave me! You just tell me zat you love me! We could've... We could have lived happily together... You can't leave me!" Tears streamed down his eyes. Nurses came in and turned off everything and had forced Germany to leave.
It was about a week after Italy's death, Germany and Romano arranged the funeral. All the countries had come to mourn the lost of the nation. Berlin stayed by Germany's side, he walks up to the coffin.
Italy looked so peaceful, a smile on his face... Germany took something out his pocket and placed it inside Italy's coat pocket and walked away without another word.
I love you.
