CH 16
Japan stepped into Italy's room with a tray of pasta. " Italy-san. I have brought you your dinner. " He set it on the bed's own tray, which pulled out as a table for the Italian. But he didnt look interested in the food. Dark circles dug under his eyes, and his curl hung lifeless beside his face. Doitsu was laying in bed with him, cuddled to Feli. The absense of the wide belly before them was so, weird. What was worse, there wasnt a little baby between them they planned on sleeping with every single night. Feli looked up from hospital papers he was working on and muttered. " Kiku, you didnt have to. " Japan bowed in respect, before sitting down in the only chair. Prussia had been taken back to his room for his wound to be looked at and taken care of.
Silence took over the room for a while, before the Asian looked up. " Did you already have a name planned? " Ludwig nodded slowly, looking over Italy's shoulder to the papers. " Her name was going to be Angel Adelle Vargas. We still get her birth certificate, so... she'll still be on record. " He nuzzled his nose into Italy's hair and closed his eyes. Couldnt speak anymore... it was heartbreaking. Feliciano hadnt cried; he just felt the depression coming off of Doitsu. It had been his fault for eating that pill... for swallowing it. He should have known better. Now it killed their baby.
A nurse stepped inside, everyone's eyes going to her. " Gilbert will be okay after some surgery, but that will be on a later date. Did you say you wanted to see your daughter's body? " Italy nodded, and Germany followed suit. The nurse glanced to Kiku, and he shook his head. He didnt need to interrupt the family moment. The nurse and Doitsu helped the stitched-up Feli into a wheelchair once more, and Doitsu pushed it out of the room. They passed the baby room once more, Italy having to rub his eyes and keep back sobs already. The nurse lead them back in the far back where they kept bodies. She pointed to the door, and handed them the key. " We set stillborn infants there for the parents to see on their own. Please, take as much time as you need. "
It seemed to take ages to get to Angel's door. The key went from cold to freezing in the German's bulky hand, then to searing hot as he stretched it out and put it into the lock. A turn... and the sweet smell of floral hit their noses. Yes... probably to cover up the true smell. Doitsu wheeled Italy into the completely silent room. Shutting the door behind them, their eyes were focused on the white crib in the middle of the room. Not a sound came from it. Nothing.
Doitsu hesitated, but Italy wheeled himself to the side of the crib and looked in. She was wrapped in a black blanket, bundled up tight. Her face was somewhat dark. Her chest didnt move, her eyes didnt wince as Italy spoke. " Angel... Angel, wake up. Please. " He reached in and gently stroked her cheek. It was shocklingly frigid, almost unhuman. But... so soft. His own eyes began to water, face pinching. " I love you, please wake up. Please. " But the baby didnt comply. She remained cocooned in her crib, body still and cold.
Germany came forward, standing on the other side of the crib. Her first screams played back in his mind, wondering if they were from pain or just the sudden cold and light. His fingers raised before reaching down and stroking thin, yellow strands. She was perfect. So perfect. Italy stood up from his chair now, having the strength. His hands were gentle in pulling the little one out of the crib and tucking her to his chest. She was so cold... But he leaned down and kissed her forehead. " My little baby girl. I wish I could have fed you, bathed you at least once. "
Germany moved closer and reached into his pocket. Feliciano watched him pull out the silver band that Spain got for their miracle. While he held her, Doitsu gently pulled her hand from her blankets. Her fingers were darkening also, limp. He clipped the bracelet onto her little wrist, then slid his finger into those tiny ones. They didnt grab on... but he imagined them doing so. And her smiling, then pulling the finger up for her to chew on. Germany rubbed his eyes firmly, speaking softly. " I'm sorry Feliciano... We could have been a beautiful family. " Italy leaned on Doitsu's chest somewhat, and looked down to their daughter. " Doesnt mean we arent. We're a family. We'll just have one less body around. But her soul is somewhere near us all the time. "
Clapping came from behind them, in the lower left corner of the room. Both of them jumped, Italy instantly clutching his newborn to his chest. There stood a towering Russia, clapping leather bound hands. Leaned onto his leg was his water pipe. Lips curled in a cruel smile. " You all are so cute, da? Thinking she will be with you. She is dead, and didnt even know what to call you two. " Doitsu nudged Italy behind him, and Italy kept the corpse of their baby tight to his chest. Ludwig muttered, one hand on Italy behind him. " How could you do this to us? You're the murderer. Disinegrating it from the inside, are you insane? You are a sorry excuse for a man, thinking that killing is the answer for everything. My baby's life, was not worth one of your dull, silent flowers. You're a coward. Nothing but a coward. "
Russia's eyes had slowly widened as he spoke, marking this all down in his mind. Italy looked over Germany's body some, and saw clearly that one pupil was bigger than the other. The sign of mental illness. But another second wasnt wasted as Russia grabbed his water pipe swiftly and aimed to knock Doitsu upside the head. Germany easily ducked, and rushed forward to use his head. Ivan was slammed into the concrete block wall via Germany's skull, but this gave him easy access to Germany's back. Italy shrieked as the metal crunched into Doitsu's back, causing him to fall down on the ground.
The cold country didnt even mind to step over his body. A foot slammed down atop Germany's chest, bringing forth a cry out and struggle to get up. Italy backed up against the back wall, still keeping Angel to his chest. Russia watched him closely... and started going towards him. " How does it feel to hold something dead that you worked on for months to take care of? How does it feel? " Italy began to sob, now tucking himself into the corner and his body shielding him from Angel. " ST-STAY AWAY! "
And the door to the room opened. Not a second later, a gunshot. Italy looked up with tears inhibiting his vision. And saw a gaping, red hole in Russia's chest. His purple eyes stared down at Italy for a moment, wide in shock. His hand let go of the pipe, and he slowly fell forward. Feliciano managed to fling himself out of the way as Russia's face met the concrete with a sick, wet crunch. Slowly sliding down, leaving a bright red streak on white wall. Italy looked up to see who had shot one of the Allie nations.. and saw Japan with Germany's gun.
The Asian's face was strict, eyes narrowed and mouth pinched in a firm frown. Japan had never appeared to be so angry. He stepped closer to Russia's body, and forcefully yanked him with his back onto the floor. Russia actually cried out, then gasped for air. Hands reached for his throat as if he couldnt breathe. Kiku spoke softly. " Looks like I missed your heart. Pity. " And he raised the gun once more. Russia's purple eyes went wide, and a wet, bloody sucking noise was heard before another bullet wedged itself into his skull. His eyes faded from life, red spatter underneath his skull. Japan kept the gun with him, looking to Italy. " I will get the doctor. " And ran off, leaving bloody shoe prints.
Feliciano stood on shaking legs, and in a hurried manner set the baby in her crib before running to Doitsu. " DOITSU! Doitsu... say something. Please. " Germany's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled. The right side of his face was nuzzled to the hard floor, blood dripping out of his nose and mouth. But he smiled, and then grinned. Italy gently took his hand as Ludwig spoke. " I protected both of you. " He then coughed hard, a spray of red blood hitting Feliciano. Italy whined softly, rubbing his face. But when he looked down... Doitsu was silent and still. " Doitsu...? DOITSU! "