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Don't Cry, Feliciano...GerItaWARNING: CHARACTER DEATH! HELPS!Don't Cry, Feliciano...GerIta by javelinx13
He dodged a bullet and ducked behind a wall, breathing hard. All was chaos and confusion; in the mass of blood and bodies, through the screams and explosions, how could he hope to find one petite brunette? But he must. He must make sure that that one, small, innocently aggravating, naïve, silly, pasta-loving fool whom he loved so much was safe. An image rose, unbidden into his head; a thin, broken body, wide, brown, puppy dog eyes staring unseeingly at the bleeding sky He shook his head fiercely to rid himself of the haunting vision; he would not-must not, let that happen.
He had promised himself he would keep Italy safe. He had too. He felt he would die if the boy did. Desperately, the tall blonde dashed back into the fray, firing at enemy soldiers half-heartedly, all the while searching, looking
"GERMANY!" A shrill cry rang through the dying yells and howls all around. Only one voice was like that; only one voice that could make him co