Here is the next chapter, I hope you enjoy this.

Chapter 14

When Italy awoke he was in a bland white room. He seemed to be lying on a table of sorts and funny tubes and needles were stuck into his arms and chest. Italy was scared. he was all alone in this strange room, and a quick survey told him that there were no doors leading out.

Was he trapped? Was he put into prison for that suicide attempt? Thats not fair, Katniss and Peeta attempted exactly the same thing. Ok, maybe they tricked the Capitol into thinking they were going to eat the berries nd all that and, sure, they didnt really put their lives at much risk unlike Italy and Germany.

Germany! Was he ok? Did he die? Italy's eyes started to well up with tears now. Of course Germany was dead. Italy saw him die before he had lost his concious as well. He started to cry now, yet he made no noise. the tears ust dripped down his cheeks in a forlorn way.

He started o rib the needles and tubes out of him, ignoring the stabbing pain that came with it. However, the pain left quickly and that just made Italy even sadder. Watever the Game makers had donw to the Arena, it had made them mortal. Now Italy was once again Immortal. He couldnt even attempt to commit suicide now to join his Germany and his poor Fratello.

Suddenly a section of the wall opened. So that was where the door was, hidden in the wall. Very clever. Yet, there was no one there. It seemed to have opened of its own accord.

Italy hated to take chances, but he had to now. Hastily, he ran into the hallway, that was just as white as the room he had been in, just in case the door closed and he was closed in that horrid room again.

"Hello." He called, before covering his mouth. Why did he do that? He was so stupid.

But someone did call back. "Italy? Is that you?" Suddenly someone, no, two someones came around the corner and were staring Italy right in the face. It was Peeta, Italys old mentor, and Katniss, Germanys old mentor.

"You're okay." Peeta said, looking slightly relieved. Italy nodded. "Yeah. I-I'm fine." Peeta gave him a small smile before turning to speak to Katniss. They spoke in hushed tones, and Italy didnt hear a word they said.

Suddenly Peeta motioned towards him. "Come on Italy. Lets get you upstairs." Italy nodded and walked towards Peeta. When he had reached the duo Katniss gave him a curt nod and took off down the hall. Then, Peeta led Italy in the opposite direction to Katniss.

"Where is she-" Italy began to ask but Peeta just answered with "She has some business down here."

They reached an elevator and were taken right to the top, to the rooms for district 12, or in this case, it had been the rooms for Italy, Germany and Japan, who had all had mentors from District 12. Seemed that there was only Italy left now.

Italy was told to sit in the living room, and from there he was left alone. He felt terrible, sitting here with all these luxuries around him, while everyone else was dead. Only now did it occur to him that Germany and Romano died similar deaths. Both of them stabbed and both died slowly. Romano killed by Russia, Germany killed because of his unying love for Italy.

Italy just stared at the coffee table before him. That glass vase was very nice. If no one was looking he could always smash it and use the glass to cut his throat. He might not die, but it would be worth it.

Italy had just reached for the vase when he heard voices.

"You shouldnt have left him alone Peeta."

"Dont worry, I'm sure he is fine Katniss."

"How can you be sure?"

"I just am."

"Can you both please top fighting?"

Italy recognised that voice. It was like music to his ears. Damn, his ears were playing tricks on him. Germany was absolutley dead, there was no way around it.

That was when the three people came around the corner. Katniss and Peeta were still talking to each other but the last person was just staring at Italy.

"Italy?" He asked, voice soft.

"Germany?" Italy replied. Then he stood up and flew across the room to Germany and threw himself into his lovers arms.

"Germany, Germany. I love you. Ti amo. Ich liebe dich." Italy said, crying again now.

"Hush, meine kleine Italien. I am here." Germany said, stroking Italys hair softly. Italy looked up into germanys eyes and smiled. "I-I thought you were dead." Italy whispered, his smile suddenly disappearing.

"I thought the same for you. But... you're alive. How?" Germany admitted, pulling Italy over to the sofa and sitting him down before sitting down himself.

"Because of your suicide attempt." Katniss said, and the nations were pulled back to the other two people in the room.

"What do you mean?" Germany asked, furrowing his brow. "They didnt want to take the chance. If they left it until one of you died, they might have lost both of you. If they picked one of you to save and killed the other, that would have been seen as favourtism. They had to take you both. Two victors is better tha none."

Now they both understood. Katniss and Peeta had attempted to kill themselves after they found out that two could not win. However, Germany had planned to kill himself all along. He didnt know that Italy was going to attempt to kill himself if he lost Germany.

"But, they dont think we were being rebellious right?" Italy asked, remembering how everyone though Katniss' and Peeta's suicides attempts had been seen as an act of defiance.

Peeta shook his head. "No, they all saw you were totally in love with each other. It was very obvious. In fact, the gam makers oved the fact that the two of you did what you did." He remarked.

"What?" Germany asked, feeling extremely confused.

"You see, with us they ahd to give us a message in order for us to understand what we had to do. With you however, you just got up and did it. Germany, everything you did to keep Italy from harm and to help Italy win, including the suicide. Italy, when you killed Canada and stabbed yourself because Germany was dying. Everyone loved it." Katniss explained.

Germany sighed before taking Italys hand. "Thats a good thing right? They, arent going to do anything harmful to us or our kin?" Italy smiled softly. He knew Germany was talking about all the other nations still left. The remaining Nordis, the Baltics, a vast majority of the Asians, the Africans, the South Americans. There were still so many of them.

However, neither answered this question. The look on their faces suggested that they really didnt know.

"Well, we need to talk you through whats going to happen need. Cinna and Portia should be along soon to get you dressed and ready for your interview." Peeta said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Wait, interview?" Italy asked. Katniss nodded. "Thats right. Your interview is today. Just be prepared for all the questions Caesar will ask you. You'l do fine."

For some reason both Italy and Germany didnt believe this.

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