This is one of my favorite chapters. I loved writing it. Ok guys I'm going to try to post one ever week but I don't think that will happen for some chapters sooooo it might be two weeks or more, but I AM still writing it. Some chapters I already have done and all I need to do it Beta them and re read them over and over to add more or fix some stuff and I have to spell check. Other chapters though I'm like "o.o" what am I going to do (scratches head) lol haha anyway have fun and enjoy. WRITE COMMENTS! I LOVE READING YOUR GUY'S REVIEWS!~

Chapter 21

They were almost there, Romano could feel it...as they trudged on for what seemed like forever in the snow filled wastelands…

"Hold on a little while longer Toni…we're almost there." Romano said in a hushed voice to whom he was supporting. Romano's face and body were freezing and bright red, as he sneezed and rubbed his reddened nose with his free hand. The snow led up for a while and it was only lightly floating down now like little sparkles filling the sky. But, even so, it was still tremendously cold, even though the sun just came up not too long ago. The Italian shivered as he looked on ahead, not much too look at but snow, broken trees, standing trees, and mountains... nature. Where is this god damn cabin...? Romano though as he jerked his head round. I know it's around here somewhere...I hope...

"R-Romano..." Spain slowly stirred, "c-could we take a little break please?" he slowly huffed out, waking from his unconsciousness like state once again. The breath flowing from his mouth practically froze in mid-air. His eyes looked tired, and pale just like his face. His head was slump and it looked as though he was talking to the floor, and he was getting weaker and weaker by the second.

"M-My leg is killing me…and my body is really sore. I just need a few minutes to rest...por favor Lovi..." Romano thought and thought but as much as he didn't want to admit it, he was quite tired too. But they couldn't stop now, and he thought that if they stopped they wouldn't get any progress done. But, if it was only for a few seconds then maybe...

"Uh,…s-sure thing." Lovino responded back hesitant as he searched around him and saw a snow covered log lying on the ground no too far from them. Lovino hobbled over to it and knelt down to brush it off with his glove. He then proceeded in slowly setting Spain down carefully on it and took a seat next to him, rubbing the Spaniard's dried blood head. Spain lifted his head up slowly and somewhat purred into Romano's hand.

"Gracias, mi amor." Spain purred as he settled his head right into Romano's neck nudging it in between Lovi's neck and shoulder crest panting. Romano blushed as Antonio settled his head in. They sat like that for a couple of minutes until,

"Oi, Lovi...what happened to your head? Are you ok?" Spain curiously asked a few seconds later, looking up, just then noticing that Lovino had some dry blood on the side of his face by his temple.

"This?" Lovino asked, pointing to his head where bits of dried blood were stained to his face.

"It's nothing. Why don't you just worry about your own injuries, damn it. Mine is nothing compared to yours." He said while he rubbed his head where the blood was.

"Well... what happened?" Toni asked as Romano took a deep breath and sighed,

"Well…If you have to know… Turkey did this to me to shut me up when I tried to save you. But I sure showed him off! That rotten bastard." Romano said smirking, but the Spaniard didn't look too happy.

"Oh, is that so… I don't remember that too clearly, my head's still fuzzy with details of what went down in that place." Spain sadly replied rubbing his own head as well. "ow..." Antonio cringed when he rubbed his hand over a bump on his head that became very agitated.

"Well, you probably wouldn't remember dickhead. You were blindfolded, remember?" Romano said to the unhappy Spaniard, who looked up just in time to see Lovino reach his hand over and grab one of his hands and then take his other hand to freely run his fingers through Antonio's hair.

"There, there its ok Toni, we'll get back to the others soon, I promise. Don't you ever scare me like that again ok? I-I don't know what I'd do without you bastardo..." Romano blushed as he quickly turned away. Spain noticing this, leaned down and kissed his hand, making Lovino turn back around and notice how bad the bump on Antonio's head really was.

"Oi! By the way, do you remember getting this bump on your head? Or how your leg got like...that?" Romano asked as he pointed to the spot on the Spaniards head that Toni was hurting from seconds ago, and also looked down at his leg. "...Or at least how you got them?" Romano continued as he tried to gently run his fingers through Spain's matted hair trying hard not to irritate his wounds any more.

"Yeah…I do remember that somewhat." Spain counteracted. "I don't know what he used to hit me because I was blindfolded, but it sure was heavy. Maybe some sort of baseball bat?...or metal?...But I can't say for sure. All I know is that whatever he used on my leg though is a different story...because if Turkey hit my head with what he hit my leg with I'd probably be dead...Whatever he used to destroy my leg, was a lot heavier and had more of a punch to it, it hurt a lot more let's just say that."

"Oh...I'm so sorry for not being there sooner...So you remember the part with the blindfold but not the actual part you were awake for?" Lovino chuckled, smirking "that's kind of ironic you know."

"Yeah I guess...Lovi?...Why did you risk your life for me? Why did you come searching for me? You could have gotten just as badly hurt as me...yet you put yourself in danger's way just for me." Spain sadly spoke up suddenly,
"W-What!? Why did I come searching for you!? God Antonio, you sure know how to thank someone. How oblivious could you be? I mean I'm your boyfriend that's why! Do I need any other reason to save the one I love?" Romano argued.
"No, that was a good enough answer for me...that's all I wanted to hear from you. And Lovi...Thanks" Spain chuckled as he smiled at him, making Romano blush even more. Everything seemed to be a happy sort of atmosphere and everything seemed nice and at bay until suddenly, a big gust of wind came and yet another fit of painstaking coughs conjured out of Romano's mouth, as dark clouds started approaching, but this time they were much worse. So bad, that the Italian fell off the log he was sitting on and onto all fours, body seizing with each cough. Romano grunted, his hand covering his mouth, blood slowly oozing from his mouth and bits of other stuff as well. He was starting to get very dizzy but that wasn't going to stop him, he needed to get back to the cabin! He knew he was close by, he just knew it!

"LOVI!" Spain rasped out, trying to help him but failing miserably.

"Are you ok?!" Spain yelled out again reaching his hand down to pat Lovino's back, but Romano looked up at him, and slapped his hand away. Little did Romano know that Spain saw the blood coming from his mouth before Lovino got a chance to wipe it away.

"Get away I can handle this myself, stronzo." Lovino retorted.

"Lovi, your hurt please let me try to help you!" Antonio pleaded.

"No… I-I'm fine. Just a little cold that's all. And w-what did I say! Stop worrying about me bastardo." Romano hissed getting back up on the log with shaky legs, and wiping the blood from his hands on his pant leg.

"Now enough about me, let's talk more about you." Romano insisted, as Spain just stared at him with his beautiful green eyes slowly starting to narrow. There was a cut that was under his eye, right on his right cheek. Romano could only have guessed what that was from and it looked pretty deep. But that wasn't the main focus here, and Lovino noticed Spain slowly turning angry.

"Lovi…you're not ok…you need to see a doctor. I can see right through you...you, you've been hiding it for a while now but you're getting sick, you can hardly move sometimes and your skin is just not the right shade...You're too pale. Also, your coughs have been getting a lot worse lately. I may be oblivious to a lot of things, but- I see you clearly. You're trying to hide the fact that you're sick, just so you can get me home. Lovi, you're going to get even sicker if you stay out here a second longer. Or worse…you could die!" Spain said sounding truly scared for the other ones safety at this point.

"Is it just your leg that hurting?" Lovi casually asked while brushing some dirt and snow off his shoulder and looking at him as if totally ignoring what Spain just said.

"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT ON ME! Why won't you answer me? We need to get to the cabin so we can-" Spain yelled but was cut off by an irritated Italian.

"DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW THAT?! I know that I'm getting worse, and I know I may not make it, but I have to get you home!" Lovino retorted, irritated.

Spain's eyes quickly widened at the realization of how much Romano truly cared for him.

"Lovi you know I'm always going to be here for you, and I will never leave you alone. But you also have to also promise me that you will care for yourself too, and don't always put me first." Antonio expressed fearfully.

"You already left me once stranded, how can I trust you not to do it again?"

"Lovi..." Antonio sighed, trying to comfort him, but the Italian just turned away.

"Ok…fine, whatever bastardo...I promise. There happy? And if you have to know, all of this...has been my fault...I started the avalanche so I have to fix things, and that means taking you back home for a start. I mean God Antonio I-I...killed Yao! ...I KILLED him. I mean not intentionally but his death is on my hands. I started the avalanche...and I just had to come on this trip. I told you it would be a bad idea but you didn't listen; now because I came, possible many more people could be dead and I wouldn't even know. I haven't heard from Italy in a while or found anyone else so we can assume to say that there alive but if their dead then that means I killed them!... I'm a monster Toni...not a human nor a nation, I'm neither, I'm a MONSTER. How can you still love me? I don't deserve someone like you...your just t-to kind..." Romano cried out in despair finally letting out what he's been holding in for a while now.

"...Lovi, this is not your fault, you did not start this! Avalanches are natural disasters Hun. Please don't blame yourself for things like this, now come here. Come closer to me." Spain sweetly cooed as Romano turned and scooted over to his side and grabbed on, giving him a sideways hug, while clutching at the fabric of the coat and shaking, Lovi's tears soaking Toni's side.

"Lovi! It's not your fault, it's not, and if it's anyone's fault it's mine for running over your curl and bringing you here." Spain replied as Romano sharply turned and looked at him.

"NO! Don't you DARE put this blame on yourself! I was the one that screamed! I caused the vibrations that caused this whole mess!" Romano retorted, face red. "You on the other hand did nothing wrong! Everyone already hates me...so it's ok if they know that I caused the Avalanche."

"No, Lovi... it's not...and what I'm trying to say is that the fault is no ones, ok? Don't put all the pressure on your shoulders let's carry it together. Let's lighten the load. And one more thing...I love you and I care for you and that's all that matters, so I don't EVER want to hear you say again that no one cares about you and that your hated." Spain added wiping tear tracks off the Italians face.

"I love you so much darling, please don't be sad..." Spain cooed as Romano lifted his head up.

"Now, let's talk about something else for now Si? And if you still wanted to know from earlier, No, I mean I-it's mainly my leg that hurts, but my head, body, legs, arms, sides...everything hurts as well. Especially this one area on my back…it's a pretty deep cut...It won't be healing any time soon..." Spain stated as he tried to reach back to feel the agitated part on his back, but couldn't reached it. He then looked up at the sky and panted, "So, how much longer do you think it'll take us to get to the cabin?" The green eyed Spaniard asked timidly while taking in deep breaths. Romano noticed the sudden sharp breaths that Spain was taking in and looked worried.

"Toni... a-are you ok?" Lovino curiously asked, scooting closer, fear slowly tempting to reach his face.

"Yeah, I-I fine, I-it's just that there's this horrible pain coming from this slash on my back, a-and I just can't reach it. And well I mean Lovi this is taking too long...all there is, is snow, and do you even know where we are? Or where the cabin is?" Antonio signed.

"Uh, it shouldn't be too much longer, maybe a mile or two. I'm pretty sure were close though. It feels like I know this place. When we get back to the cabin the first thing I'm going to do is find you some medicine, ok." The Italian replied as he looked over at his Spanish boyfriend.

"Ah, well that's good. I hope we get there soon then. I'm really tired and I want to sleep in a comfy bed." Antonio smiled and gazed around at his surroundings. "Ok, then let's get moving, I can deal with this pain if only for a little while longer. I can't wait to get back to the cabin and see all of our friends. I hope no one else got injured, beside poor Yao. What is Kiku going to think!?" Spain asked Lovino as he was getting up, and Lovino nodded and stretched his arms skyward.

"Well, I don't know about Kiku but knowing my damn brother he's probably worried to death about me, so yeah I say we head back as well." Lovino smirked and walked over to help Spain up. He extended his hand down to help him up, and Antonio looked down at his leg and huffed "ok" once again before hobbling on his good foot for balance, struggling to get up but falling back on the log seconds later. Romano tried again and Spain sat up as best as he could. Lovi reached his hand down and Toni grabbed ahold of it and tried his best to stand up, but while doing so the irritated spot on his back opened up and shot a blast of pain through all his nerves as Spain yelled out and Romano shocked at the sudden outburst let go of Spain's hand and he fell to the snow covered ground. Romano saw him fall as if he was falling in slow motion but he was too stunned to move at first glance until he saw a little pool of blood seeping through Turkey's stolen jacket, staining the dark material.

"T-TONI! Toni are you ok, can you hear me? I'm so sorry!" Romano shrieked as he bent down next to the Spaniard. "I'm so sorry; I'll keep better hold of you next time." Lovino announced looking as freighted as a deer in headlights.

"Y-yeahh...lo siento Lovi... I'm just a burden, I want to make it, but I don't know if I can-." Spain wheezed out shifting his head to the side, laying stomach first on top of the frozen ground.

"SO WAS I!" Romano interjected. "Yet, you never once gave up on me, so I'm not going to give up on you!" Romano retorted even more. "I can support you just like you've always done for me. So-so s-shut up! You don't know anything!" Lovino glared as he screamed at the Spaniard.

He then embraced him and pulled his arm over his shoulder. Spain felt being lifted up and he tried to help Lovino, but he just couldn't...Romano held onto him though, like his life depended on it, with each step he took Spain could hear Romano huffing. He knew lifting him would be a hard task, but Spain had no strength left in him at all to even move an inch to help out his boyfriend. As he was getting dragged away, Spain started dozing off again into his slumber as the Italian trekked back toward the cabin in the way they were heading moments before.