One Shots

My Italy (Gerita)

Germany

"Bruder! Bruder!" A frustrated sigh escapes me. What could he possibly want now?!

"What?!" I snap while trying to continue working on battle plans.

"It's Italia."

I look up at my red eyed brother. He looks horrified.

"I went to pick him up like you asked but I found this." He hands me a piece of paper.

Germany, we'll babysit him this time. Catch us if you can commie!

-The Allies

My heart stops. They have Italy. Goddamn it! They have my little innocent Italy!

"This is all my fault." I mumble and stand up. "Japan! The allies have Italy we need to go now!"

I have an awful feeling in the pit of my stomach. He's in danger, I can feel it.

"West stop! You're being reckless!" Brother yells as everyone runs into my office.

"He's somewhere on their territory! He's probably scared and....he needs me." I can hear how weak I sound but for the first time I don't care.

I don't care that the Führer's battle plans aren't finished. I don't care that everybody is calling me reckless! I only care about finding Italy before they can hurt him! Gott knows what those crazy Americans will do to him!

"We can't rush into battle Ludwig!" Romano shouts. "I want my brother back too but we can't risk the war."

They're right. This war needs to be fought the right way, at the right time. Italy is strong, he'd be strong for me.

3rd person

Three weeks pass with no sign of Italy.

Germany has been writing his battle plans to perfection, not getting a wink of sleep. In his dreams Italy cries out for him from stuck in some gas chamber somewhere. At first he cries for help then it turns into Italy shouting that he hates the man he promised to always love. That it's all his fault he's the way he is.

Germany decided that's it's time he goes out and fights to get his lover back. He's decided he can't wait any longer. He needs his little Italy to keep him happy and sane without him he's just as cold hearted as the rest of his people.

What Germany wasn't aware of was the allies were ready for him to find Italy. They were ready and waiting for Germany to end this war once and for all.

England

Ludwig stands in our living room with anger filled eyes. His eyes are such a perfect blue.....they'd work nicely for Alfred and I's little boy we're building, Peter.

"Give me my Italy back now." Ludwig growls and I smirk. I feel Alfred take a protective step closer to me. He's such a sweetheart.

"Are you sure you want him back?" I ask, my smirk turns into a grin as I hear Italy jerk against his chair downstairs. Ludwig's eyes widen at the sound of the chains.

"The fate he has is one worse than death, worse than what you've done to these Jews."

Russia carries little Feliciano into the room still tied to his chair.

Germany

A gasp escapes me at the sight of my Feli. Those gorgeous brown eyes I adore are empty, nearly lifeless. He's gone a ghostly shade of white, almost as if he's a corpse, and is just staring blankly at the floor in front of him. It doesn't appear they've hurt him in any way but it's obvious the pain is mentally.