GerIta {fluff}

Chapter11 Germany's dream

•Germany's POV•

I ran looking for Italy vhere did he go?! I told him to wait right here for me we're at var "ITALY!!!" I shouted no answer. Mien Gött vhere is he I can't lose him. I felt something warm running down both of my cheeks. Then I realized that I was crying for the first time in my life. "ITALIA!!" I shouted more urgent. Zhe tears running down my face in sheets now. There was still now answer in my urgent call. "FELI!!" I shouted needing him to answer wanting him to answer my calls. "FELICIANO!!!" I screamed sobbing now. There was a low voice I could hear.
"G-G-G-Germany." He coughed he was lying in his own puddle of blood, I sprinted to his side I bent down and placed his head in my lap. I was sobbing so hard right now if I kept zhat up vhich I vould I vouldn't have any more vater in my body. He noticed how hard I vas sobbing I mean how could you not? It was landing on his face. He touched my face.
"Italy." I sobbed
"Shh, don't cry Luddy." He coughed giving me a weak smile. I smiled back at my nickname he had given me a week before all this. I smiled back through the tears weakly.
"How can I not Feli? My only liebe is laying in his puddle of blood right before mien eyes." I sobbed "You cannot leave me Feli. I need you Ich liebe dich."
"Ti amo, ve~ it's my time to go Luddy. Don't cry I'll be up there with God eating pasta and waiting for you. I promise I won't eat all the pasta I'll save some of it for you of course." He coughed weakly. I smiled knowing he vould save me some pasta. I was sobbing harder than anyone in their life can even cry.
His hand fell from my face and he took his last breath and with it he said "Ti amo Germany." He whispered and coughed using his last breath to tell me he loved me.
"Ich liebe dich Italia." I said, he then smiled and took his last breath I kissed his head and hair. He died I sobbed loudly I didn't care zhat zhe enemy vould find me in fact I vanted them to find me and end my miserable puny life I vas nothing vithout my Italy, my little liebe. Just let them find me and kill me I thought. I heard rustling in the bushes and a twig snap. I held onto Italy tighter his whole body in my lap I rested my forehead on his. I knew he was eating pasta in the sky. Vaiting for me to come saving me some of his pasta. My sobbing never ceased. I heard the footsteps stop in front of me stop I knew my killer was here to finish the job. I heard the gun being cocked......