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Sick(GerIta)

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It was just a normal world meeting and as usual, the countries weren't getting on. France and England were arguing. Greece was sleeping like normal. Spain was a little sad due to Romano not being present. Every country was busy doing their own thing. As normal, nothing was getting done.

However, the nations fail to notice something. A certain cheerful Italian was not his usual self. Italy had his head on the desk. A light red hue was dusted onto his cheeks and his breathing was slightly irregular. He was sick. Along with his brother who was at home resting which why he wasn't present. Although they were both ill, someone had to go to the meeting. Italy said that he would go due to Romano being a lot more worse then him.

Italy felt even worse now that he was in the meeting. It felt like his head was being smashed against a wall. The meeting wasn't really helping much. In fact, it was making him feel worse. A hand was placed gently on his shoulder. Italy lifted his up to find Germany stood there. Concern and worry written across his face.

"Italy are you okay?" The German asked in a worried tone.

"Si, I'm fine. I just need some air." Italy replied as he stood up.

He slowly began to walk towards the exit. However, due to his fever being so bad now, he collapsed. Before his body could hit the floor, he was caught by Germany. He carefully lifted up the Italian so that Italy was resting against him. By this point, all of nations noticed and the meeting had fell silent. Japan made his way over to his allies. Concern was written over his face. Germany took off one his gloves and placed his hand against Italy's head.

"Italy, you're burning up." Germany said in a gentle tone. He knew that Italy must be in pain with a headache.

"Italy-kun, why didn't you tell anyone?" Japan asked. He was very worried for Italy.

"I didn't want to worry anyone." The Italian replied weakly.

Germany sighed before standing up. Italy was curled up in his arms. It was decided. Germany would take Italy home. As he began to walk out, Spain ran up to him.

"May I come?" He asked. He had being thinking about Romano all throughout the meeting and now it made sense. Seeing Italy so sick made Spain realise that Romano is sick as well. Whenever one of the Italy Brothers is sick then the other one is sick too.

Germany agreed to let Spain tag along. The pair began to walk out of meeting. At this point, Italy had fallen asleep due to his fever and headache. The walk to car was silent. Spain agreed to drive so Germany could stay with Italy in the back. The drive to Italy's house was quiet but the air was filled with concern and worry. Germany was worried about Italy while Spain was worried about Romano.

It didn't take them long to reach Italy's house. Spain opened one of back doors of the car before opening the front door. Romano had given Spain a spare key incase something like this happened or Romano was lonely and need someone to throw insults at. Germany had managed to get Italy out of car. It was hard since he had be very careful and gentle with him.

The German carried his sick friend into the house and up to his room. Germany had been here more times then he can count so he knew where Italy's room was. He gently laid Italy on his bed and took off parts of his uniform so he wouldn't get any worse. Spain brought a bowl with some water and a damp cloth inside.

"Romano is in a similar state." Spain said with a worried tone.

"It's not their economy so they both must be sick." Germany said while placing the damp cloth on Italy's forehead.

"I'm going to take care of Romano while you take care of Italy. Sound good?" Spain suggested.

"Yes, it sounds like a good idea." The German agreed to the suggestion.

Spain gave a warm smile before walking out the room. Germany knew that the Spaniard would be more concerned for Romano. He did raise the angry Italian after all.

Germany looked at the sleeping figure on the bed. Italy's breathing had evened out but he still had a fever. Concern and worry was still present within the German's facial features. Exhaustion began to fall over the German. His eyelids felt heavy and he let out a tired yawn.

A hand weakly touched one of Germany's. Germany looked at the feverish Italian. Italy smiled weakly at him before saying:

"Stay with me."

Germany let a warm smile cross his lips before resting his head on the side of Italy's bed. Their fingers locked together as they both fell into a deep slumber.
I have been working on a few Hetalia one-shots and I thought that it would be a nice idea to share them with you guys. I hope you like it.
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