Hetalia One-shots

The Images

WARNING: I DONT KNOW IF MY STORY SAYS THAT THIS IS MATURE BUT IT IS. THERE WILL BE BAD WORDS HERE, SO DONT GET SHOCKED. ALSO HOLOCAUST STUFF, SO DEATH. Also GerIta.

Scream was all he heard everyday. He would cough and be blind for a while too.
He kept seeing images of dead bodies, babies being shot, and people being burned. And it was all because of Hitler. He hated him. But he could do nothing because he was his boss. At first he thought that Adolf was great. He thought this man would bring Germany back to the top. But then the Ghettos started and he knew he made a huge mistake. After that he knew it was to late.
But now he was sick in bed coughing and getting fevers and he felt dead.
And all he could do was pray that the Allies would find the camps soon.
He heard a knock at his door.

"Come in." He said
" Ve! Doitsu are you feeling any better?" the happy Italian asked
"A bit but not much."
" I hope you get better Mr. Doitsu." Japan said
Germany smiled
"Thank you Japan."
"Has there any process with the Allies yet?"
Japan shook his head.
He sighed. And looked at Italy.
"Has your boss agreed to the plan Italy?"
"Ve! He says that it is a very risky but he will do it." Germany smiled.
"Good."
He looked at Japan
"Are you feeling any better? You seem to recovering faster now" He asked him.
"Yes, even rhough it was bombs that hit me I am fine. But I must rest once every now and rhen."
He responded.
"Why don't we rest. I am very tired and Japan you could use it." He told them
They both nodded and Japan went to the bed next to Germany.
" Ve! Doitsu can I sleep with you?"
Germany nodded and made space for Italy.
Italy played down and hugged Germany.
He smiled and closed his eyes.

~Dream~
Flashes of dead bodies, screams, young kids saying hail Hitler, and people screaming in the gas chambers.
But then it stopped and played a scene.
A tall ,blonde, blue eyed man examining a young kid. He looked at him.
"Right." He said
His sister screamed.
"No! He is not sick! He is just skinny!" She ran out of the line and tried to save him, but got knocked down by a gun
"Sister!" The young kid yelled.
He was skinny and small. If you saw him you would think his bones would break any second now. He had blackish hair and green eyes, now filled with fear.
"Stay back or she dies!" The soldier yelled.
"Please he is not weak just skinny please don't kill him."she said as she lay in the ground.
He ignored her and went back to the prisoners
"Left! Left!Right!"
He kept checking people and when he finally finished the people moved. The girl picked herself up and walked toward the soldier.
"Please! I beg of you he is not sick!"
"Shut up Bitch!"
He kicked her in the gut and moved those in the right to the showers.
The young girl picked herself up and ran toward the sick people, grabbed her brother and ran.
"Stop her! Stop her!" She kept running until a shot rang through out the camp.
"Sister! Sister!" The skinny boy yelled, as he dropped to his knees.
And there he saw the young girl with a blood pool around her head, her eyes open, and a bullet stuck in her head. The small boy cried being the last of his family."
"You Arsloch! We don't have a lot of healthy people. Who is going to move the bodies now?" Another soldier asked.
"Who cares."
They grabbed the girl and the boy and dragged them away. One to a grave and the other to the gas chambers.

~End of dream~

Germany woke up starlted. He felt tears fall out of his eyes. And for some reason he could not stop.
"Doitsu?"
He looked down and saw Italy looking at him with worried eyes.
"Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?"
"Ja. But I am okay now"
"No you are not Doitsu, you are still crying."
He felt the tears run down his cheeks.
He looked at Italy and cried even more.
"It was horrible Italy. A girl was killed because she tried to save her brother and she was so young." He closed his eyes and put his hands on his eyes.
"And he was sent to the gas chambers. Gosh don't they have a heart in them." He said.
He felt arm around his neck.
"I know that it is bad but you have to be strong. You are Doitsu. You are strong. You are smart. And I know that your people will get through this. And don't you worry the Allies will find those camps. And they will be freed."
He was speechless. Italy actually helped him.
He looked at him and kissed him. He pulled back and looked at Italy and smiled.
" Ich liebe dich Italy." He whispered
"Ti amo Doitsu" He whispered back as he kissed him again. Which Germany gladly returned.

Little did they know a certain Japanese was taking pictures.

Okay I hope you liked it. I know it's not long but it's 2 a.m. and I am tired. So It might be crappy. Please like and comment. Also if you have any pointers don't be afraid to share. Also if you have any one shot request just comment.!!
I hope you guys don't mind the ending. I hope you guys where not disappointed with it. Well have a nice day Hetalians!

~Sassy~