Darkest Sunset II (faith)

Planning

Greece's POV:

    Suddenly I felt rested and relaxed, but then a sharp pain took me by surprise slowly into my hip and head. I couldn't hear anything or see, only after some time managing to open my eyes and see blurry. While looking around, barely being able to move my head of pain and breathe correctly, I observed I was laying and a figure was sitting next to me. Blinking many times to see clearly who the person was I began hearing my heavy breathing and realised how badly I was hurt, but bandaged. My sight finally came back, making me notice the person sitting next to me was Italy, looking at...nothing. He didn't have the face he usually has, instead he looked a lot tired, and like something was scaring him. I've never saw him like that before. I tried to move, making the fact that I was awake noticeable. He flinched and looked at me then closed his eyes covering his face with his hand:
    "Thanks god you're awake...I thought I lost you"
    "I'm good..." I forced myself to talk You...you saved me"
    "Of course I did! I knew something was wrong since you left. Your office was in the opposite way. At first I didn't mind but then I realised what shit you were about to do...and I was right, idiot" He kept looking away
I began feeling guilty, he sounded mad and he was right.
    "I'm sorry...I should have listened to..." A small coughing interrupted me, then I tried speaking hoping I wouldn't cough again: "I should have listened to you, I'm stupid..." Then I coughed again after I fnished the sentence.
    "No, don't say that! You are not stupid I just-" then he sighed "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to sound mad, I was so worried and I understand you were just trying to do a good. But please, listen to me next time. What if I didn't get there in time?"
     "Heh, I can survive without you" I tried to sit up, harshly, but mostly falling back down. He immediately approached and helped me sit correctly.
     "I would slap you SO hard right now." He said covering his eyes with his hand. He was probably really affected by the situation.
    "Sorry" I said while having a small smile on my face and looked down.    "You truly saved my life after all...thank you, Italy" then I leaned my head against his shoulder, getting some rest.
     He didn't push me off, instead he actually sighed and leaned his head against mine and held my hand nervously. I hesitated at first, but decided to hold it back tightly. Didn't mean to hold it so tight, but my wounds still hurt a lot and it was the only way to resist it a bit. His company was warm, weirdly warmer whenever we were closer to eachother. It made me feel happiness, wondering if he felt the same. I didn't want to hold it back anymore, so I faced him and looked into his eyes. He did the same, looking a bit confused.   After seconds of silence, I approached his face and closed my eyes, then began kissing him on the lips. He froze for a moment, but luckily he didn't pull away. In fact, he closed his eyes as well and placed his hands on my back and waist, keeping me close to him, almost on him.

     Knocks could be heard from the door after some minutes, which made me flinch when I heard them. Who could it be? Italy looked at the door, and put me gently away caressing my shoulder while getting up and walking to the door. He seemed to be pretty calm, probably knowing who it was.
     The door opened, and 2 men walked in. France and Spain. Spain had bandages wrapped around his neck and still looked like he was recovering. Just remembered the things he's been through, and felt so good knowing that he was fine now.
Italy welcomed them in, but when France observed me his face turned white.
     "Wh...what happened to him?" He asked in shock.
     "This is why I asked you to come here today." Italy answered seriously.
Spain approached me and let his head lean on a side slowly with a worried, probably asking what happened. I knew what to answer.
    "Exactly what happened to you."
He sighted and nodded as he was expecting that. He didn't say any word yet, he probably still couldn't.
"What is that supposed to mean?" France lost patience.
    "Don't you see it? He's crazy! Germany did all of these! He tried to kill Spain, and now look at Greece! He could have been dead now if I wasn't around and you still don't believe me?!" Italy raised his voice in despair.
    "How do you know it was him...Spain didn't even get to see who strangled him..." France began talking, but Italy interrupted him:
    "HE WAS THERE, stabbing Greece RIGHT in front of my eyes, in his office."
    It seemed like France wasn't willing to believe it, like he was too attached to Germany. I knew it, I knew from the beginning. Germany tried to act very innocent around France and faked everything, so he could get his protection. France didn't say anything and looked at me.
    "I believe him" Spain struggled to speak, almost whispering the words. Everyone turned their look on him, observing hope on Italy's face. I looked at France, and began explaining:
    "Mostly him. You weren't there but when him and Italy were arguing, Spain gave a good death stare to Germany and stopped him from yelling at Italy. If you want evidences you can ask the others, they were around. So Germany knew he had an obstacle to deal with so he made sure to keep Spain away"
     Italy smiled to me a bit, being grateful for the support and implication I was giving. Spain nodded after my speech, and crossed his arms in agreement.
     "So....you're telling me Germany is the reason for all this chaos?" France asked not wanting to accept the idea. We all nodded. He sighted and looked down sadly.
      "If you say so...I have no other option than to trust you..." he finally confirmed. To my surprise, everyone went silent, but then Italy looked around like he was searching for something.
     "Where's Romania? I didn't I tell you to bring him here along?" He asked
    "We called him many times, but he didn't answer, we thought he might be busy and he will call back when he has time then." France answered.
Italy didn't look so convinced, he looked even more worried, but nodded.
   "So....what now?" I asked
   "We track him down. It's time for this to end." Italy said.