*Omagash! Last chapter! ;A; I'll put everything else in the epilogue! And remember when our little Vene was staring at the building…? You'll see why in the epilogue. I didn't forget about that!*

"It'd be nice if someone could explain this in just a little more detail…" Romano sighed. "So…You're Holy Rome…?"

Holy Rome smiled, but it was hard to believe it was someone who was dead. It was Veneziano's face.

"If you're going to do something, then do it!" Romano shouted.

"Tsk…" Simrey clicked his tongue. "Better get rid of you first, then." He formed another blue fireball in his hand.

"That's my brother's body you're in, you know!" Romano growled.

Holy Rome chuckled as if he was entertained by the thought that Romano actually cared for his brother. He held out his hand again and looked down at the floor.

"Um, you want something to do with the ground?" Romano asked. "Is that it?"

Holy Rome tilted his head and raised an eyebrow as if to say "Maybe."

"Give me a straight answer!" Romano groaned.

"I think he wants a broom," Germany suggested.

"That's the stupidest-" Romano was cut off by Holy Rome's nodding. He stared at Romano hopefully.

"Then give it to him," Cosimos said.

"We don't have one," Romano noted obviously.

"Do I have to everything myself?" Davanti transported himself away.

"Where'd he go?!" Davide asked in a panic. "What a time like this to do that!"

"I suggest you start dodging again," Sicily advised. Simrey had started launching his fire and lightning.

"Use something different for once, would you?!" Danilo moaned.

Candido looked over at Cosimos. "He's not aiming at him."

"He wanted the power so I gave it to him," Cosimos shrugged.

"I thought you said a ghost did that!" Spain countered.

"I am a ghost," Cosimos sighed. "When things die they join together with another ghost to make another being all together. I didn't want to give him the power." A sad expression formed on his face. "I'm sorry; I'm not allowed to refuse. I can't."

"You were all your own beings too?" Germany asked as they all continued to dodge Simrey's attacks.

"We can pass on once Italy dies," Davide explains. "And we got a country. It's gonna take a while. He's, like, immortal, kind of."

"I was a murderer!" Danilo announced proudly. "And Candido was a priest."

"I died as a child," Davide explained. "Cosimos was a scientist and Davanti was a two-faced schemer for the mafia."

"And I was an orphan…" Triste sighed. "And everyone hated me."

"Now's not the time to be sentimental!" Romano scolded.

Holy Rome watched Sicily yelling at Simrey. He kept clenching and unclenching his hands as he held them near his chest. It was like he really wanted something to hold. Like…

Davanti suddenly appeared with a blood-stained push broom in his hands. It was a giant mark in it like someone tried to slice it with a sword. Actually, that's exactly what it looked like.

"I found this," Davanti panted. "It's yours right? I remembered where Holy Rome was in the war and looked around. Is this what you wanted?"

Holy Rome ran over and ripped it from Davanti's grasp. He stared at it wistfully. He held it close and smiled.

"Okay, you've got you stupid broom!" Romano barked. "Now do something!"

Holy Rome threw the broom to Romano. The empire approached Simrey, making sure not to get hit. When he was an inch away, Simrey stopped his rampage. Sicily stared curiously.

Holy Rome showed him the blood from the broom that had stained his palms. Even though Holy Rome wasn't moving his mouth, Romano heard a voice say, "Loving someone killed me, you know."

Simrey glanced at Sicily. "I'll protect her from people like you no matter the consequences! I'm not afraid to die unlike you!"

"Who will protect her when you're gone?" Holy Rome asked.

Simrey flinched as if he hadn't thought of it.

"Not very smart, are you?" Holy Rome sighed. "Don't try to protect her. She already has two brothers. She doesn't need another guardian."

"I care about her," Simrey growled. "I don't care what you say…"

"I don't want to kill you," Holy Rome admitted. "But if your refuse to calm down, I'm left with no choice."

"I won't let you kill me!" Simrey shouted with an evil smile. "I'm too strong for you!"

"Ghosts can steal life from someone in the blink of an eye," Holy Rome explained. "You don't have to keep Sicily from Romano and Italy. They are good brothers."

"No one will take her from me!" Simrey yelled.

"Then I'm sorry," Holy Rome sighed. "You leave me with no choice."

He reached out and held out his hand. Simrey staggered where he stood. He tried to hang on but his eyes faded and he collapsed on the spot.

"Is…Is he dead?" Sicily asked after a moment.

"…" Holy Rome took his broom back from Romano and gazed at Sicily sympathetically. "So you didn't have to come after all." He smiled at Germany and Spain. The other selves grouped together nervously, looking at Simrey's body. Even Danilo seemed scared.

"Hold it," Romano said. "If you're a ghost, then why aren't you dead?"

"I want to watch over Italy," Holy Rome answered. "And when he dies, maybe we could join as other selves. Just a thought. Thank you for getting me my broom back. I've been looking for it for centuries."

"No problem…" Romano replied uncertainly.

"I'll be going now." Holy Rome closed his eyes and collapsed. Romano caught his brother's body, failing to notice the small young boy next to them, holding his broom. He waved good-bye and faded from sight.

"…Simrey…" Sicily teared up and hugged Veneziano's limp body.

"Well, this is where we leave ya!" Danilo sighed, giving a salute with his left hand.

"You salute with your right hand…" Germany muttered.

"We have no more need to be here," Cosimos said. "I apologize for the trouble I caused you."

"That's fine!" Spain said.

"Is everything back to normal now?" Davide asked.

"Yup," Davanti said.

"No need for us," Triste sighed.

"Tell Italy we said 'bye…'" Candido said.

"Sure," Romano said.

The other selves waved and slowly faded away. "As much as I hate to say it," Romano said. "Life will be very dull without those idiots."

"Let's go home," Spain said.

"I'll carry I-"

"No way!" Romano interrupted the German. "He's my brother."

*And that's it! Other than the epilogue. Don't you just love that last line! So adorable!

Romano: I hate you.

Ah, well, thanks to Spamano4ever, Estrella, and elizabeta H. Austria for being my frequent commenters!

Shadow and Prussia: You guys are awesome! XD

And for being soooo awesome! I'm giving each of you one of your own Romano other selves! Take your pick!

Romano: …I'm torn between being sad and being happy about this…

And my title is because the capital letter in Holy is for Holy Rome's beginning and the capital at the end (romE) is for his end. I know, I'm weird.

Oh, and I absolutely NEED you bros to answer something for me! I'm doing a Hetalia FanFic, but I'm stuck on two of them! ;A; Here are the two to pick from:

1) "It was the middle of the war. No time for nonsense. But nonsense walked in through the doors in the form of a young girl."

Astrid is a young hyper teenager obsessed with Whose Line is it Anyway?, the Holy Rome=Germany theory, Spamano, and other strange things. She decides to make life as easy as she can for Italy by becoming his "servant," but here's the catch: she's a girl from our world! How'd she get into her favorite anime? And how can the countries get her to leave?

2) "I get it from my parents. I read the stars and charts to tell the future. Of course, I get help from my cards here…"

(Crossover of Zodiac P.I.) Feliciano can tell the future and helps the American police with their troubles. But he gets help from his cards: twelve zodiac signs from different countries. When the German card Taurus (Germany) and the Italian card Gemini (Romano) get sealed in, Feliciano has more than just criminals to worry about.

So there they are! PLEASE vote! I need heeeeeeelp! T.T

Romano: Like anyone's gonna vote. -.-

Don't listen to him! I love all ya bros!

All cast members: See you!