Taking Over Me Chapter 14

The Dream Realm is a cold, dark, lonely place. It's the place where you reside when dreams don't take over when you sleep. It's not a lovely place, but you don't remember spending time there. If you're unlucky, then you remember every second there.

Italy was one of the unlucky one. He was laying in the darkness, staring at nothing. Then he heard that all to familiar laugh and he sat up, coming face to face with Feliciano. He leaned back a bit and Feliciano smiled.

"Thought you could get rid of me? Nice try."

"Feliciano-"

"Don't say anything. Soon, I'm going to be locked up in your heart again. I just came to give you this," he said as he leaned forward and kissed him. Before Italy could react, Feliciano pulled away and got up.

"You proved to me that you don't love me like I love you. You love Germany and you showed me that when you shot me instead of him."

Italy nodded and said, "I'm sorry Feliciano."

"It's okay, Italy. Ti amo. Now it's time for you to wake up," he said before he slowly faded away. Then Italy woke with a start, startling the German sitting beside him.

"Italy... You're okay... Thank God," he whispered as he pulled Italy close. Italy hugged back and noticed he was in a hospital room/

"Germany, how long have I been here?"

"Just a few days. They said it would take longer than that for you to wake up, but it seems they were wrong," Germany said as he pulled away. Italy smiled.

"I talked to Feliciano."

"You did?" Germany asked, his eyes widening.

"Si, he's locked up again. He realized that-" he stopped himself and looked down.

"What, Italy?"

"He realized that I love you. But I'm sure you hate me now, right?" Italy asked as he looked at Germany.

"No, I don't hate you," Germany said as he leaned forward and kissed him. And Italy didn't hesitate to kiss back. It was sweet and passionate, the kind of kiss that made fireworks go off in your head. This was a kiss only shared by two people who were meant to be together. When they pulled away from each other, both of them was blushing.

"Am I allowed to go home?" Italy asked and Germany shook his head.

"No, the doctors will probably keep you here for a few more weeks."

"Then can I come back and live with you when I get out?"

"Yes you can," Germany said as he grabbed Italy's hand and gave him another kiss.