Oh my sweet suffering
why fight it since you'll start again
I'm but a being without importance
without him I'm a bit lost
I walk the subway alone
One last dance
to forget my immense pain
I want to run away, 'cause everything's starting again
Oh my sweet suffering
I move the sky, the day, the night
I dance in the wind or rain
A bit of love, a trifle of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
~ Derniére Danse Indila

(This is gonna be kind if like a story and not what I usually do)

Prolouge: Germany had recently found out that he had been dying. Poor Italy,..... Little did he know there was little time left

Italy P.O.V

I was just waiting. I never got home before him, but he wasn't here. BRRIINNG. I rushed to the phone.

Italy: Ciao.

Hospital: Hello, is this Feliciano Vargas

Italy: sí

Hospital: I'm sorry to tell you this but, Ludwing Beilschmidt is in the hospital

Italy: W-WHAT?!

Hospital: Yes he is extremely sick, do you mind if you come visit him he would like to see you

Italy: o-of course, addio(bye)

I hang up. No, no, no. Why him out of everyone. I rush to get my stuff on. I run to the hospital. When I get there they make me wait. When I finally get to the receptionist I tell her who I'm here for. She tells me room 103. I get to the room and see something I never wanted to see ever. My poor Doistu is lying there in the bed, weak.... Dying. "D-doistu...". He looks over at me weakly.

Germany:*smiles* H-hallo It-talien

Italy:* run towards him and jump hugs him while crying* DOISTU

Germany:* grunts in pain but laughs*

Italy:"looks at Germany* how long did you know that you were dying?

Germany:*smile fades* 3 months

Italy: T-THREE MONTHS

Germany: ja

Italy: W- wh-

Germany:*kisses Italy's cheek*

Italy:* kisses his cheek*

Germany:*pulls away smiling* Ich Liebe Dich Italien

Italy: T-ti amo

Germany:*eyes flutter shut*

No, No ,NO! No heart beat, why does he bit have a heart beat. They drag me out, I screamed. Please Ludwing, Stay With Me.