Hetalia One Shots

#2~ ItalyXGermany

"Italy?" Germany called. No answer came from the cheery Italian. Shaking his head, the blonde country walked into his living room. There on the couch was his best friend and lover, Italy. Sound asleep. Germany walked over and put a hand on Italy's shoulder. Surprisingly, he didn't stir.

Germany set his hat down on his coffee table. Something fell with a rattle. He picked it up. A bottle of anesthetics. Sleeping pills. Half empty. He looked at Italy, closer than before. The sleeping country was breathing slowly, slower than normal.

"I-Italy? Wake up, Italy." he tried, shaking Italy's shoulder. Nothing. Germany grabbed Italy's wrist, finding his faint pulse. He counted.

30 beats in one minute. 30 less than normal.

Quickly, Germany pulled Italy into his arms, and carried him out of the house.

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Two days later

Germany sat in a chair beside Italy's hospital bed. The little redhead was now paler than ever, and he had a sort of distressed expression. His hand was laced with Germany's.

" Ich liebe dich, italia." Germany whispered. A tear dropped down the side of his cheek.

He can't die. he's the best friend I've ever had. I... I love him. Germany thought. Suddenly, the single tear was wiped away. Germany looked up, shocked, to see Italy sitting up and smiling weakly at him.

"I-Italy?" he whispered. "Doitsu. Why are you crying?" Italy asked quietly. Germany reached forward and hugged Italy, sobbing into his shirt. "I-I... I zhought I vas... Vas going to lose... you." Germany mumbled. Italy pulled back.

"It's alright, Germany. I'm alright now. I'm alright."Italy assured him. Germany nodded, becoming quiet. Italy brushed away the tears on his friend's face.

"I'm sorry, I seem so veak now, but I really zhought I vas going to lose you. Vhat happened? Do you remember?" the blonde asked. Italy nodded.

"Well-a, I know you-a said you wouldn't forget me and all, but I-a just... I-a... I still felt scared. It gave-a me nightmares and I-a couldn't sleep, so I started taking those-a sleeping pills and I accidentally took-a too many. I'm so sorry I-a worried you, Doitsu." he replied. Germany hugged his friend.

"Italy, I'd never forget you. I... love you." Germany said. Italy smiled.

"I know. I heard you tell me earlier." Italy whispered. Then he kissed Germany lightly on the lips, staying like that for a second. Then he pulled back. Both of the countries were blushing darkly.

"I love you too." Italy continued, wrapping his arms around Germany's neck. Their lips collided in a passionate kiss, and Germany reached up and took Italy's curl in between his first finger and his thumb. Italy gasped.

"Doitsu, no! Not here!" he hissed. Sighing, Germany gave in, letting go. "Another day then." he said. Then Italy fell asleep, Germany still holding his hand.