Beneath the portal

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I think we can confirm West is a chemical consumer like does he not mind the taste?!

Also yes, apologies for this chapter being MUCH shorter than the others, but this will be the only short short chapter I promise😭😭

The door shut as East quickly locked the door behind themselves.
FI took a small breather from rushing so quick while East made eye contact with Italy.
'What the actual fuck.' Italy choked out with shock and fear tinting his voice. He back away further into his bed, away from FI.
'GET HIM AWAY FROM ME!'

'Italy, Italy, please let me explain everything.' East asked,
'I promise he wont do anything, and if so you can let me know and I'll with it.'

'Just give FI his stupid cat back!' Italy said.

'It's not about Fettucine, Italy!' FI responded,
'I'm here to help.'

'Help? Is this a fucking joke? YOU RUINED EVERYTHING FOR ME! I FUCKING HATE YOU! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT.' Italy yelled as he started throwing random objects toward FI, which included his own laptop which thankfully FI catched, he didn't want to be smacked by a heavy piece of hard material.
'You have no idea what I went through, to make sure I am the man I am today. I will not let you walk all over it again.'

FI was hurt by the words, it hit like a bullet. His own son despised him, he knew very well why but he didn't speak of it.

'Italy I'm so sorry for what I did, but I want to make it up to you.' FI said, trying his best not to tear up.

'You're fucking–!'
Suddenly the sound of a window opening and a small landing was heard from the other side of the room. It was West, he retracted his wings, making them inaccessible to anyone.

West sat down next to Italy, documenting everyone's reaction. He already knew it wouldn't go well.
'Italy, come outside of the room for me.' West said, 'East you too.'

The three left the room, FI being left alone.
He didn't know what to do, he knew that everybody hated him. He noticed one of the stuff Italy threw at FI, picking it up. It was a picture frame with the glass shattered and an old black and white photo.

The photo was a picture of him and Italy when younger, same with Japan, East and West. This was way before the war happened. Everyone looked so unbothered, energetic and full of life. It was like if nothing could ever hurt them, but he was so wrong. The one decision of his life damaged their entire live, it was permanent. Nothing will turn time back.

Another wave of guilt, layering on top of his years of regret rushed over him.
'I'm so sorry.'

Italy was clearly distressed and West tried his best to comfort him, East wasn't sure how to help so she just stood there awkwardly.
'I knew this was going to happen, but I'm not ready to face him! I can't do this.'

'I know, I know it's very hard. You can do this, I promise. You can speak to him, talk everything out, everything that hurt you, everything that bothered you, everything that made your blood taint with rage.' West said,
'I will be there for you if you need it, same with East, Japan, USA, anyone and everyone.'

'I can't have him in this base, I can't do it.' Italy shook his head,
'What if he betrays us again?'

'Then we will deal with it. We can even be in the room. We just need to hide him for these two days and you will never ever have to speak to him again.' East answered.

'Also you know Fettucine, you said he defended you. FI would do the same, despite what he did in the past, even if what he did is unforgivable.' West added to East's response. Italy wiped his fave with his shirt sleeve.

'I'll talk with him.' Italy decided.
'Can one of you stay outside just in case though?' East nodded, suddenly a phone vibrated in her pocket, she took out her phone to check the notification.

U: East! I have arrived with the truck back, I might need some help please.

'West? Can you keep a lookout?' West agreed and East went downstairs to help Ukraine.
West stood behind the door as he heard a muffled sound from both FI and Italy, he just hoped that he would never have to meet TR.

East arrived downstairs and she saw the sickly countries, Vietnam, India and Japan.

India wasn't even conscious to begin with. Mongolia and Pakistan didn't want to approach either of them just in case they would get sick by them, even when Ukraine explained that's not how it works.

'How is Taiwan doing by the way?' Ukraine asked while picking up India on her back. East carefully helped Japan up before carrying her.

East thought of Taiwan as soon as she was mentioned, the truth hurt. She can't tell Ukraine either. Her grip on Japan almost loosened as the thought flooded her mind of the last 48 hours.

'Taiwan? She is doing better, she said she didn't remember anything apparently.' East replied, she herself tried not to spill everything and tell Ukraine what was going to happen.

'Huh, that's pretty weird. Also just in case you didn't know where we will be going, it's the second floor, we will be placing them in the other healthcare section and Singapore will be treating them instead.' Ukraine continued,
'I don't get Taiwan sometimes not gonna lie, how doesn't she remember how she ended up with so many wounds, did she go digging in a demon base or something?'

That was exactly what.

'Anyways, Switzerland said he didn't want to treat the others but I don't know why. You know how to treat the magic right?'

'Yeah don't worry, I'll take care of it.' East said as she used her leg to kick open the door, her hands were full.

She placed Japan onto the bed and left to get Vietnam. Ukraine sat on the sat next to Japan after laying India down on his own bed.
'You'll get better, I promise.'

'Do I start acting aggressive too? Do I end up like those infected or like-' Japan coughed a couple times,
'Like- sorry.. or like Poland?'

'No you wont, it works differently for countries. Poland's case was a person possession not a baby little virus.' Ukraine said,
'East, Singapore and others will take care if you. I hope you get better soon.' Ukraine crossed her fingers for Japan.

'Thanks Ukraine.' She smiled before Ukraine left.

'We got it?' One voice asked.
'Ugh, mhm.'
'Good. You know the next step.'
'I don't want to do this to them.' An exhausted and irritated voice sighed.
'You don't have a choice. Otherwise it will be your sister.'
'I fucking hate you.'

....
'Good one, Belgium.' The voice chuckled.