A/N: Heyya peeps! Final chapter... This is sad, i had so much fun with this story! But! I will make a fewextra chapters, so you guys won't be left out in the dark by some things in this chapter... Like norway and Italy's recovery, and then england of course :D ENJOY!?
Voices... He could hear them... They were calling out to him, but his body ached all over and refused to listen to him. Where was he? And what was he doing there? Was it okay to open his eyes? What would he see? He tried, but his eyelids refused to budge.
"He's sti-ng... ... wake up soon enough..."
The voice was deep, dark, and seemed to know what it was talking about.
A collective sigh of relief entered his ears, there were more people in here?
"...-Ngland... wake up... -ease..." a voice pleaded.
No, everything was too fuzzy, he couldn't hear anyhting clearly, quite annoying to say the least...
"England! ...-ease!" the voice pleaded.
No, he wanted to sleep more, it feels good, safe... He doesn't quite remember how he ended up like this, but his body hurt all over... If only he could sleep forever...
"-O! Don't do t-... ... Open y-... -yes!" the voice was getting more and more clear.
No... He didn't want to open his eyes, at least. Not until he felt something warm and wet on his cheek.
"England! I'm begging you! Open your eyes!"
Recognition shot through him, America... America is calling for him... Goddamnit why won't his eyes open!? No good...
"Come on Arthur! One more time, try to open your eyes!" the voice was small and feminine. Minelle... The voice belonged to Minelle...
He braced himself, forcing his eyelids slightly open. A groan escaped him, it hurt...
"England? ENGLAND! You okay? Talk to me!" America's frantic voive boomed next to him, making his head hurt even more.
He forced his eyes to open entirely, blinking to adjust to the sudden light, might he add that it didn't really help the headache he was experiencing right now. He groaned again "Yes... I'm fine..." his voice was raspy, like it hadn't been used in a while. "Just stop shouting you twat..." he rubbed his temple. Trying to shake the sleep away.
America laughed softly "Sorry... I'm" he hiccuped, indicating that he was crying. "We almost lost you... You wouldn't wake up... and..." he wrapped his arms around England, surprising the smaller nation.
"You git, i'm fine..." he sighed "Even though a cuppa would really hit the spot right about now..." he sighed.
America laughed, the tears still falling "I'll see what i can do..."
More couldn't have been said, for the door slammed open, and nearly all of the nations streamed in, nearly throwing themselves at England.
Italy was the first one to wrap his arms around England's neck "Yaaay~~ England is awake!" he cheered.
England blushed at the sudden contact, it felt like years since he had last been hugged like this.
"I have made pasta for you! I just knew you would wake up today! I felt it!" his voice was thrilled, and his eyes had this certain sparkle to them, he seemed truly alive. Except for the bandage wrapped firmly around his head.
England felt a peck of sadness, the italian's eyes were sparkly and full of life, while his were dull, lifeless and tired.
England smiled "Thank you... I appreciate it... I guess i am pretty hungry, how long was i out?" he dragged his hand through his hair.
"You must be tired mon cher... You were out for about four days..." France said, smiling sweetly.
England nodded, biting his inner cheek "My roses... I haven't watered them..." He mumbeled.
Italy chuckled "Don't worry! It's been raining the past three days! And when it was sunny, we watered them for you!".
England smiled, relief washing over him "Thank you..."
Italy clapped his hands together, getting up from England's bed "Now for the pasta~~!" he ran out of the room, but soon returning with a colossal pot, carried by germany, and a few plates, enough for everyone in the room.
The grumble of stomach's echoed throughout the room when the wonderul smell hit their noses.
Italy grinned and handed each of the countries a plate.
"Hurry up fratello! I'm dying here!" Romano whined.
Spain smiled at him, ruffling his hair "Now, now roma... Be patient!"
Romano blushed tomato red, grumbling something about his hair.
England chuckled, carefully blowing on his food, containing a moan as the sauce danced on his tastebuds. It felt like an eternity since he had last eaten a good meal.
America chuckled, and leaned down to kis England's chin, making him blush furiously.
"Wha-?"
America burst out laughing at England's expression.
France laughed obnoxiously, earning a glare from russia.
"You have sauce like, all over your face!" America, snickered.
England, who was still feeling a little flustered tried to think of a comeback, but could not find one, leaving him to sit there with a dumb expression.
America's laughter faded into a light chuckle "Aww, 's all right iggy, i still love you!" he leaned down kissing England's cheek, a mischevious glint in his eyes.
England huffed "Don't get cocky... I'll have my revenge as soon as i'm out of here..." he purred.
America visibly gulped "Heh... I'm kind of hoping you'll forget..." he laughed nervously.
France chuckled "Well i guess there will be... Action... When angleterre get's released from the hospital... If you'd like i can join in! I'll be right behind you mon cher... If you know what i mean... Honhonhonhon~~"
America laughed, but it never reached his eyes "Hahaha~~! I'll wring your neck if you get closer than 5 cm" he laughed.
France laughed again "Aw come on! It could be fun, non? What do you say Mon cher?" he turned to England.
"No bloody fucking way, frog!" England screeched.
France laughed "I see... You guys are no fun... Big brother just wants to spend some quality time..."
Germany was holding Italy's ears, as if he was afraid the Italian would lose his innocence or someting.
"DUMMKOPH! What are you saying!?" he shrieked, "What if he hears you!? He'll start to ask akward questions!"
Italy cocked his head to the side, "What? You say something?" he asked, not understanding the situation.
France shook his head as germany slowly let his hands fall from Italy's head.
"Nothing at all mon cher... Just... grown up talk..." he had to keep himself from laughing.
England glared at him "Damn straight it's nothing! In fact, it was never a topic in the first place!"
"Aiyah... We better start talking or else this will end up in someone being killed..." China sighed, trying to push back Russia, who was clinging to him with a childish smile.
"Ehh? But this is so interesting!" he whined.
"I dun think so... Yer all going to die if you lot even think about doin kinky stuff with my little brother..." Allistor snapped, his expression told both America and France that he would borrow some of Switzerland's guns if it becomes necessary.
"Oh relax Alli!" Ashling smiled "Let 'im have some quality time with his boyfriend! And i swear to god..." her happy expression became dark "If he get's hurt you can go full out..." She then turned around when she heard snickering, placing both hands on her hips "Oliver! Carston! Put that scotch down! You do not pour Alcohol in pasta!" she fussed.
"How innapropriate!" Japan gasped, clutching his head.
Finland snickered, but his eyes widened in horror when he saw the clock "Oh no! The pasta was very delicious Italy! But i have to prepare for christmas! I'm very glad you're finally awake though Mr. England! I'll make sure to give you lots of presents this year!" and then he was out of the door with Sweden close by.
"hmm... 'recover soon... 'kay?" you could barely understand him as he closed the door.
"Will do!" England called after them.
An awkward silence fell upon them, until Iceland broke the spell.
"Big brother Nor couldn't make it... His magic hasn't recovered either... But he really wanted to be here..."
England smiled and motioned for the smaller country to come closer, when he did. England ruffled his hair affectionately "Thank you... Hadn't it been for him and the other this would have ended quite badly... I pray for his safety..." a thoughtful expression took over the smile "And if he still hasn't recovered when i'm healthty, i'll have a look at him..." he smiled, and the worry Iceland's eyes had previously held, dissapeared. A small smile reached his lips, it was almost invicible, but it was very much there.
Then he blushed furiously, taking out a piece of licorice and placing it on England's hand, which he removed from his head "Thank you very much!" and then he was out of the door.
"What was that about?" China cocked his head to the side.
England sighed "He's worried for his brother that's all..."
"Oh... That reminds me... My sisters doesn't know that i left the house... Big sis will kill me when i get home!" Russia gasped, finally letting go of china "Nice seeing that you're healthy again! Byebye~~" then he was out as well.
China rolled his eyes "I have to go as well... He drove me here and i do not want to walk all the way home aru... I'm too old for that" he gave one final smile and a wave and followed the russian.
Germany stood up from his chair "Well i guess we should get going as well..."
As the words left his mouth Japan shook "Oh please... Germany-san... Will you drive this time? I nearly had a heartattack on the way here... No offense Italy-san... You are a very skilled driver, or else we would have crashed... But i am a little unfamilliar with... Italian driving..." he gulped.
Italy beamed "That's okay! That just means i get to eat pasta on the way back!" he cheered.
Germany nodded "Fine, fine... Just don't get any on the seats..."
"Yessir!" Italy saluted.
Japan sighed thankfully.
When they had left, a slience fell upon the room.
France was about to say something, when Ashling interrupted "Well... Artie dear, we have to leave as well... France, would you like a ride home?"
France smiled "Oui... I would like that very much..." then he stood up. But as he was about to leave, he stopped, turned to England and smiled, his eyes sad "I am very sorry for what i did... I shouldn't have helped Alice... No matter what..."
England shook his head "No... She tricked you... I can never forgive that... She used a momnt of weakness against you, that can not be your fault..."
France laughed "You are too kind..." he leaned down and kissed both of England's cheeks. "Thank you..." then he left.
"What the hell was that!?" America seemed annoyed, but he wasn't overly pissed... It was one of those french greetings... It would have been worse if it was on the lips...
England shook his head "Don't ask me about the french America... I would rather not know..."
America laughed a little at that, pulling England close.
"God damn it i was so scared..." America sighed, his voice a little tired "I almost lost you twice..."
England raised a brow "What? Twice? What do you mean?"
America pulled back, eying him for a second before Flicking England's forehead "Once on the battlefield and once here... you wouldn't wake up..."
England's mouth became o-formed "Oh... That... Sorry"
America shook his head, and kissed England's forehead "Shush you... Just don't do that again! I almost had a heart attack!"
England laughed "Fine, fine i'll try!"
America gaped at him "try? Don't you mean 'i will'!?"
England shook his head "Seriously, i will not make promises i can't keep... You would kill me!"
America huffed "Damn straight i would..."
England closed his eyes and sighed contently "I swear to god that pasta was magical or something, because i feel much better now!" he laughed.
America nodded and shrugged at the same time "Or... My hugs have healing powers... Because i'm that herioc..."
England laughed "Hah! You wish!"
They kissed, just content in eachothers arms.
"Hey..." America broke the comfortable silence.
"Hmm?" England snuggled closer, feeling sleepy from America's warmth.
"I love you..." America smiled, kissing the top of England's head.
"Love you too you git..." England mumbeled before falling asleep.
A/N: Oh god... This chapter started out so good and then it just... Urrgh... But don't think that it's over just because i wrote "Epilogue" for as i stated on the top i wil make... *drumroll* EXTRAS! Yeeeeeeeeh! Ok... I'm high on sugar right now, watching NicoB play Zero escape: Virtue's last reward, so yeah... Bahbye!