Hey guys. I plan on having one more chapter after this and that's it. I can't beleave so many people actually like my writing! and I love you all for that.

***...***...***..Gemany's pov..***...***...***...

I rush to his side and cradle his cold body to my chest, checking for a pulse. Thank Gott there was one, even if just hardly.

I run out of the bathroom with him in my arms and back to the front door. Prussia was just getting into the house "Gilbert! we need to get to a hospital fast!"

I bearly see the look of shock on his face as I rush past."What the fuck happened to him?! Never mind. I'll drive!" With that he jumps back into the car and restarts it.

By this time I was already in the back with Italy still in my grasp. Prussia starts to speed down the road the moment the car would allow it.

With him in charge of driving I decide to look over his body. He's covered in deep gashes. Some where the shape of hearts, some broken or crossed out. Others were words and sentences. One that ran all the way across his chest said "never forget him". It looked new and by far the deepest of them all. My name's carved into his skin in a few places as well , Human name and country name, but those looked like he just recut them into his skin. Every scar on his body looked to have been reopened for that matter...except one right over his heart. That one scar was left unopened.

Slowly I realize that he is still completely naked. In any other situation I would be a deep red with embarrassment but as it was I just took off my coat and wrapped his thin frame in it. After all I didn't want others to see him like this, let alone naked above all.

I brush my hand over his bloody hair and pull his body closer to mine. Normally I wouldn't worry about him dying because as a Country we will always come back unless killed at war and our country destroyed...but there were two representations of Italy and I didn't know if that ment he could die or not.

I can feel tears in my eyes as I look down at the man I love. I never did tell him that...

Finally we make it to the hospital. I jump out as fast as possible and burst into the building with my love in my grasp.

What happened next was a blur of voices, hands and tubes. Next thing I knew I was sitting outside the operating room and waiting until someone came out to tell me if he had lived or not.

Finally someone came out and gave me a small smile. "Mr. Beilschmidt correct?"

"Ja that's me. Is Feliciano okay?"

"He'll be fine. We're not completely sure how though. He was so low on blood that no human should have survived, but things like this happen I guess."

I sigh out of pure relief and smile.

***...***...***..Italy's Pov..***...***...***...

Darkness is all I can see...My body feels like it's been beaten to a pulp, and there's this insistent beeping next to me...where am I?

I try to move but realize I can't, my limbs feel like lead. What's going on...the last thing I remember is...Oh fuck!

The beeping next to me starts to speed up as realization hits me. I passed out of blood loss...fuck fuck fuck fuck! Germany's gonna kill me for that mess!

GERMANY! Oh god! Did he find me on the floor like that?! Shit! I grown in annoyance and hatred for myself

Suddenly I feel strong hands on my shoulders start to shake me slightly and a voice calling me softly.

"Italy? Italy... Come on Italy..." That's Germany...so he was the one to find me.

Using all my strength I pry my eyes open only to snap them close again do to the blinding light that seared my corneas. I take a deep breath and open them again. As my eyes start to adjust I see Germany's worried face looking down at me.

His eyes are red and puffy...was he crying? why would he cry? I lift my arm up to his face slowly and wipe away a tear.

"Germany. what's wrong...?" I wince from the raw feeling in my throat...Wow my voice is weak and holy fuck does it hurt to speak.

A smile breaks out on his face and he looks at me " Thank Gott you're okay... I was starting to think you would never wake up!"

He helped me sit up and handed me a glass of water, which I quickly drink.

"Italy, why did you do that to yourself? you almost died, and I mean for ever too."

I laugh weakly and decide to look anywhere but him " I can't die. I've tried before..."

He just looks at me for a long time. Sorrow showing in his eyes " That's not completely true...You and Romano are special cases...It's almost impossible, but you proved that it's not completely."

"Why do you care though...I'm just an annoying pain to you right?" I felt tears prick my eyes slightly but would not let them fall...not now at least.

I felt him move closer to me and lean over to whisper something into my ear

"Italy...I have loved you since the 900's"

My whole body tenses up as he leans back slightly and looks me in the eyes. He was smiling the same smile that Holy Rome had on his face when he said that all those years ago.

I feel tears of joy spill down my face. My Holy Rome...He really is my Holy Rome!

Slowly he leans in closer again and presses his lips to mine. It was just a short sweet kiss but it was enough.

I feel his hand on my cheek as he softly makes me lay back down.

"Sleep. You need it"

I close my eyes and let the darkness slowly take over my mind again, but just before I do I feel him place a kiss to my forehead and hear him say a quite "I love you"

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sooooooo fluffy enough for you? I hope so...this is basically the ending...I was also thinking of adding a sad ending as well as an epilog...what do you think?