"Sorry." America said to England
"It's alright; I will put it towards what you owe me.
"But, I already owe you a sit load of money!"
"Well, now you owe me even more."
"Not fair!"
"Get over it, Alfred."
Germany smiled thinking of the time, about a year ago, when Italy had been well enough to do almost anything. Oh how he missed the nights were they would sit and watch the stars for hours, just talking. Hell, Germany realized all the simple things, even going out to eat, it was all taken for granted, now looked what happened.
"Germany! Come on~!" America whined saving Germany from his thoughts.
"What do you want to eat?" Alfred asked.
"I don't mind."
"Ok~ then lets go wonder around town to find something…See you latter Iggy!" America said walking to the door and holding it open for his friend.
"Uh, England." Germany muttered "Are you sure you can take care of him?"
"Of course I can! With as many colonies as I have had." England trailed off looking at America " It'll be fine." He smiled slightly.
Germany nodded before walking towards the open door.
The sun was bright; he actually hasn't come in contact with that thing in a while. He hasn't seen the outdoors in a LONG time.
"What way is town?" America asked dumbfounded.
"This way." Germany got in front of the American.
"Heh! I'm a hero! I don't need anyones help to lead me!" America said before looking Germany in the eyes.
His expression changed from being an outgoing young man to something that if Germany's.
"Italy…He is dying isn't he?" America said his face softening a little.
Germany looked down. He had thought that all along, he had just put those thoughts in the deepest part of his brain and locked them up in a small box; it was just simpler to deal with it like that.
"Ill take that as a yes?" America asked, then noticing a restaurant "Hey, want to eat here?"
"…" Germany just mumbled a reply.
It was a small restaurant, but it had good food and it was cheaper than most of the other places in the area.
After they were seated and had ordered America was at it again.
"So, let me guess…It's his organs right? There shutting down. Killing him." America took off his glasses and cleaned them using his shirt. "I know I'm right".
Germany buried his head in his hands in frustration was it so simple that America could figure it out?
"Sorry, I went too far-"
"H-how would you feel…If it was Arthur"? Germany bit his lip " I noticed how you guys always use you're human names around each other…You guys have something special. How would you feel if it was him? S-slowly dying there in his bed as we speak? Germany's fits hit the table causing it to shake and some silver wear to go on the ground.
America finished cleaning his glasses.
"You're right we do have something special…He could recover…So…Don't count him out of the game yet!"America's face happy again he was so full of ambition now.
Germany sighed and smiled slightly.
"I like the happy determined you better than the serious you…"
"Yeah same here…It's a lot funnier to act retarded and happy all the time"
"Don't push yourself." Germany blushed slightly causing America to blush.
Soon after they got there food England called.
He said Italy took a turn for the worst and was now unresponsive, causing Germany and America to hurry back.
America and England went home causing Germany to take care of him all by his self.
He had got Italy to settle down finally. It was now night fall the only light in the room was a small lamp beside Italy's bed. Germany held his hand the whole time watching Italy breathe heavily and stir or wince occasionally in his sleep.
Germany felt the hand he held grip tightly and looked at his face to see him staring up at him.
"D-doitsu… I-it hurts…." Italy whined tears forming in his eyes.
" I know… I'm sorry, there…Isn't anything I can do for you. If I could…I would take all your pain away so you wouldn't have to deal with It." Germany was almost in tears. "I'm just so sorry…"
" L-Ludwig…. Can… Can I cry just this o-once? I promise I will never cry again… I want to make you proud….I want to be a man… J-just like you" The tears ran down Italy's face.
"Sure…Just this once…" His grip tightened he knew what he meant.
Italy sobbed and Germany hugged him, held him, and loved him.
"Ludwig…I-I love you…"
"I love you too Feliciano"
"Y-you were my best friend…" Italy cried harder.
"Same here…"
"Ludwig…If I get reincarnated…Will you be my friend again?" Italy held out his pinkie finger.
"Promise me…That we can eat pasta and play together again."
Germany felt his heart rip in two. "Why the… The hell wouldn't I?
His eyes started to burn as he lifted his hand to pinkie promise.
Yu-bi-ki-ri…
"Feliciano…Let go or the promise can be broken! You have to complete it! Feliciano…"
Italy was peacefully laying there. Consumed by death..
Red eyes watch from the door way as Ludwig silently cried himself to sleep.
"West…"