As the dream faded, and darkness appeared, I cried in my sleep. This was the fifth time this week I had done this. I barely got any sleep and Germany's daily routine health runs, weren't even keeping me up to my happy go-to self. I sniffled; wiping off the rest of my dried up tears, and curling up under the thin covers. I don't know what has gotten into me, but I feel as if every time I'm day dreaming...every time I'm sleeping... I see him. I see Holy Roman Empire... But why?

Italy loves Germany, but Italy is afraid that Germany won't love him back. He wants to make Germany smile and laugh the most challenging part is laughing. He believes he can do it he knows he can! Will Italy ever tell Germany? Or will Germany find out? Read to find out :)

The time is World War Three. Veneciano is dying. Slowly, painfully, and alone. While all the other countries are working on ending the war with Russia, he lies in his bed day in and day out hounded by frequent, yet mild, heart attacks and fits of coughing. One day, North Italy had enough, and attempted suicide. The time is World War Three. Germany is on the Allies now, to make up for what he did so long ago. But even when he wins the war, there are always regrets you cannot bury away... The time is World War Three. Is there any hope for these two, broken countries? Maybe all that's left for them... Is each other. [Under Archive of our own by the same name] [COMPLETED! 11/10/13]

And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness. #LovingGermany

You used to live a life of pain and sadness. One day when you ran away for your life you where saved by the Allies and the Axis. But will things get better or will they get worse?