-Discalimer: I don't own Hetalia, nor the characters. This is purely fan-made.
My first attempt at a Hetalia Fanfiction, inspired by the tragedy that occured Friday in Japan. No flames please, however reviews are encouraged :)
"Nihon! Nihon!" Italy shouted, stumbling to the water's edge, waving his arms frantically. He came to a sharp halt when he arrived to the shivering form that lay flat on the beach, the tide covering almost half of it's body.
"Move!" Germany ordered, shoving Italy aside when he failed to do so.
"Kiku! Can you hear me?" he bellowed, locking his arms under Japan's and pulling him free of the water, "Kiku!"
Italy whimpered, pointed at the sand that was now gaining a reddish tint,
"Veeeeee~ He's bleeding, Luddy…"
He began to sniffle and pressed his head against Germany's back, who instantly tried to shake him off.
"Stop crying! That's the last thing I need right now!" he growled, lifting the asian into his arms as gently as possible.
"But I'm scared…"
"Crying isn't going to do anything!"
Germany carefully peeled the fabric of Japan's jacket back, only to reveal a large gash and fresh blood that stained the bleach white cloth, "Kiku…I need you to answer me…what happened?"
He froze when Japan's left eye fluttered open, his right swollen shut.
"I…It's ok…I'll…nrgh! …I'll be…alright…" he struggled, his voice as raw and cracked as the lips those words had emerged from. He tried to smile before his head fell limp once again into Germany's lap, unconscious once more.
"He's lying…" Italy hiccuped, burying his face into Germany's left arm and stroking the asian's hair with the other hand, "He's in pain…"
Germany sighed, holding both of his comrades close. No one expected this…
"Do something…Luddy…You have to do something…" Italy sobbed.
"What do you expect me to do?" he replied with a groan, "There's nothing I can do…we'll just have to wait…"
"You have to…Y-You have to make it better…save him…save us like you always do…"
Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it!