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" Just sign here... and here. And they're all yours, Vargas family! " Germany placed a hand on the top of the paper and signed his name on the line. What was he getting himself into? Twins... tiny twins, who looked like they hadn't had a good meal in a couple weeks. And ill, at that. Italy took the paper and pen, and signed his own signature. The only thing on his mind was taking these beautiful babies home. Once they were healthy and happy they could take them places, meet new people... Oh so exciting! Maggie looked over the paper once more, and grinned. " Congratulations on your new additions! Have you thought of names? " Germany glared som

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Nothing was getting better. Germany tried to put all of his mental power into keeping Italy safe, and it was wearing him out quickly. Dark circles under his eyes and enough coffee in him to keep Rip Van Winkle awake, he raced to save their family. Japan was the one fetching things for Italy and making sure he was happy while the father was out securing borders. Surely after the baby was born... it would be their weakest moment. But Feli was fed up with Germany being gone, really. He loved that Japan was watching over him so much, even the baby recognize

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Germany had rolled a pamphlet tight in his hands, squeezing it to form creases. He had fought tears these past ten minutes, sitting down across from the doors Italy and his baby were supposed to emerge from. Sickness rotted his stomach, thinking of his baby... his little angel bleeding. They had to save her. They had to keep her alive, she was just a couple minutes old. An innocent baby did not deserve this. Prussia had a hand on his brother's knee, trying to comfort him. The others sat in silence, watching each other and the doors. They had all seen it... blood bubbling from the baby's mouth like regurgitated milk. Ludwig went to unroll the

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Flowers bloomed all around the adoption agency in shades of purple and white, a thick green ivy crawling up the outer walls of the building. A red ball laid out in the clean cut yard along with a couple baby dolls gathered for a tea session. A woman in a green blouse and black shorts bent over, picking these toys up as a slick back car pulled up. Browns looked up, tucking the dolls close to her chest. A blonde climbed out of the driver's seat, stern looking, but she didn't miss the amber headed man that jumped out and squealed in joy upon seeing the archway covered in ivy that said 'AUNT MAGGIE'S ADOPTION SERVICE'. She smiled, setting down th

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Russia hadn't returned. All the Allies sat around the conference table, solemn and silent. They looked at each other from time to time, guilt and reluctance etched in their eyes. All were prepared for war, in uniforms that were ready to be bloodied and ruined. Possibly even blown holes in. Guns strapped to their chests and explosives in their pockets. England and France kept looking at each other, the same thought running through their minds. What if someone attacked while their babies were still in the infant stage? Tiny America and tiny Canada all cuddled up in a corner screaming... Their hearts would be broken. But by then England would gl

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Already awake and making coffee, Doitsu hadn't bothered to awaken Italy just yet. His alone time, was his happy time. Soaking the drink in sugar and creamer, he sat back down with the newspaper. Perfect morning, watching the sun climb up over the horizon in the windows. He even had enough time possibly to make breakfast for his husband. A slurp on his coffee and he flicked the print. What was going on today? Halfway through a section on global warming and a sip, there was a shocked screech from the hallway followed by hollered Japanese. This screech ignited a chorus of screams also, along with sudden loud sobbing. Coffee jet from his lips all

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Japan hummed softly, dusting off the knick-knacks around the Axis Power's home. With Germany and Italy out in the garden, it was rather quiet on the inside. In his trusty maid outfit, he could tackle any form of dirt. Rubbing feathers lightly over small figurines of boats, cars, he soon arrived in Italy's room. Ugh, smelled like something died in here. He sighed softly at the sight of clothes and toys thrown everywhere. Was like picking up after a ten year old. He set his feather duster on the bed, and bent over to pick up the toys first. Teddy bear, slinky, toy guns, all were thrown into his large white leather trunk and shut.

Then he moved

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Home alone again. Kiku was turning into the third wheel of the Axis Powers. He had laid down on the couch in the living room, soft Japanese music playing from a small CD player with speakers. Relaxing... He had almost gotten to the point of falling asleep when the door slammed open. " KIKUUU! " The Asian snapped up into a sitting position, seeing Italy burst through the front door. In his hands were white shopping bags with little yellow flowers all up and down the sides. Germany carried in a bigger box, and the picture on the front of it showed a white cradle.

" We found so many cute thiiings! Just wait til you see! Doitsu, can y

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" I do not think we should confront him. That would only lead to more trouble, and possibly a death. " Ludwig and Kiku sat across from each other at the dining room table. Germany was looking down at the flower. Ever since he realized Russia was involved... they could have been narcotics. Knocked Italy out, knocked him up in some sick twisted manner, and sent him home. What if the baby was Russia's?

That made the contents of his stomach battle him, wincing hard and swallowing. Kiku granted him a moment until he spoke. Hands folded on the table, he tried to soak in Ludwig's emotions and comfort him. " We have to keep Italy safe. No matter wha

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Fresh out of the shower and into some leisurely black sweats and black tank top, Ludwig rubbed a towel through his hair. Currently it was a blonde mess sticking every which way, the gel not replaced just yet. He aimed to go into the kitchen and get some coffee until he heard a ghastly voice from the living room. " Doitsuuuu... is that you? " Germany's heart sank for a moment. That tone didn't settle right with him. He rushed somewhat, hands still working his locks when he looked into the room.

Italy was laying on the couch, one arm over his eyes and a hand on their daughter. Doitsu could instantly tell his Feli wasn't feeling well, and he sp

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Japan couldn't wipe the sweat off his brow. Both hands held brown paper bags filled to the brim with delicious foods that were ready to be prepared for dinner. Had to hurry home... this heat was killing him. But a few doors down he saw their driveway, just giving him more energy to scoot himself faster on the pavement. Shoes padded quickly to the front door and set a bag down. Getting the key, he unlocked the door... to find two children on the floor. They sat upon a thick blanket, looking up from their toy horses to see the Asian man grow pale. One had longer hair and brown eyes, the others hair chopped with blue eyes shining from beneath. I

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The cold stethoscope graced over Italy's bare chest. Over his heart. Against his ribs. Everything was beating, expanding just fine. The English doctor leaned back up, taking the black rubber ends out of his ears. " Heat exhaustion, you say? " Germany nodded once, arms folded and trying not to make eye contact with the doc. Japan was the one to speak, both hands clasped in front of himself. " Yes. He has also been vomiting in the morning, acting fine the rest of the day until today. "

The Englishman raised a hand and scratched on his cheek. " I'd agree to overheating if it wasn't for the vomiting prior. How long did you say? " Germany muttere

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" Doitsu, doitsu! Look! " Italy had laid out all the baby clothes in the living room. Again. This was the third time this week. Nesting could be such a pain, especially with Feli's personality. Doitsu looked over from the paint slabs in his hands to see the Italian rest the frilly white dress on his big belly. The Italian could feel her reaction to the change of light, bumping about as if trying to find a light switch. Halfway through seven months, they were nearing the closing point of their preparation. Which meant, painting the baby's room. Germany chuckled softly, setting down his paints for now. " Perfect fit. "

Feliciano gently took th

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The drive on the way to the hospital was an insane one. Hungary and Austria went to Italy's sides as Germany strode over to take care of the Russian slime on his carpet. But before that gun had a clear shot, Ivan used the gun on the floor in order to blow a bloody hole in Prussia's foot. And this lead to him running out the door, threatening to shoot anyone who followed. Russia jumped into a waiting black car, and the vehicle's driver stepped on it. He got away...

Italy squirmed on the floor somewhat, panting. Hungary leaned him up and gave him her body to lean on, hands on his shoulders. Austria grabbed the keys in his pocket and muttered.

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Beeps all around him. All rhythmic, along with a sharp hissing noise every moment or two. A voice, far away and fuzzy, spoke. Wasn't anyone he recognized. " I think he's coming around. " Sudden warmth on his hand, and it was pressed to something equally warm. And wet. " Doitsu? Doitsu? " Italy... he knew that beautiful voice anywhere. His sense of taste was the first to slowly come back to him. A metallic taste... blood. His mind played back the sight of his mouth hacking up blood onto the smaller country and his chest ached. He tried to cough again from this ache, but this only brought a flash of pain through his rib cage. Italy grabbed his

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Knotted Flags Epilogue

by ~Signingupforporn, Jul 18, 2010, 11:15:19 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Children and Teen / Introductions & Chapters

" There was white sand, and crabs, and good food. People danced and sang, and me and Doitsu did too. Oh you would have loved it. " Italy contained his joy by only curling arms around a thick one of Germany's.The both of them were sunburnt from the strong sun of Cuba, Italy moreso because he didn't give the sunblock a chance to seep into his skin. " We had a wonderful time on our honeymoon. We thought you'd like to know that. "

But the odd thing was, there was no answer from anyone. Germany looked down and closed sharp blues, knowing there wasn't going to be one. Somewhat hung over he wasn't ready to just, turn his back on a family member. Angel's grave was marked with a pale gray headstone, the statue above it an angel looking up to the sky with her hands out. Those palms were cupped and it held water for birds to take a bath in and drink. The stone angel's eyes were closed, as if soaking in the dying sunlight.

Both of them were silent now as the grave didn't respond. Germany gently pried himself from his Italian husband and went to the flower vases on each side of the headstone. He filled them with fake tulips colored shades of pink and white. Then a single red rose was placed on the top of the grass before the angel. Silence continued, but neither cried. Italy actually smiled and sat down at the foot of the grave, looking over the beautiful marble and stone. Germany looked around some... before pulling some pamphlets from his pocket. Colorful and energetic, they would surely catch Feli's eyes. " I-Italy... "

Feliciano looked up, and he patted the ground beside him. Craning his neck like that hurt his sunburn. Ludwig blushed some, and he sat down beside him with a grunt. It was just his workout clothes, they could get dirty. A kiss was placed on his cheek before the blonde continued. " Italy, since we're... married now, I... " He extended the pamphlets quickly as if it was painful to ask, wincing somewhat. Feli's soft hands took the paper and looked at the top. " Aunt Maggie's Adoption Service... D-Doitsu you don't mean...? " His brown eyes turned to Germany, and the seme could see the shock excitement in them. Wide, and glitter seemed to have been injected into the irises. But how could he not see it, since his body was suddenly shivering lightly.

Germany only nodded, and it brought the yell of joy! " DOITSU! OH DOITSU, I CANT WAIT! DOITSU, WE'RE GONNA BE DADDIES! " And Italy tackled him in a giant glomp, arms around his shoulders and even legs going for around his hips. Germany windmilled his arms to try to keep his balance, but in a yelp he was on his back with an excited Italian clinging onto him for dear life. His nose rubbed into the neck of Doitsu, and his hands moved to break up the gel in his hair to stroke the soft locks underneath. " We're gonna be good daddies, Doitsu... I'll never let it out of my sight. I don't care about gender either! I want the one who needs us the most! "

Arms slowly curled around the vibrating Italian. Another chance at a family with his new man. His husband. His adopted child. His arms squeezed gently. " Absolutely... I made an appointment already too. " Feliciano now screamed into Germany's shoulder, then suddenly sprinted up, leaving the German to blink. Germany rolled onto his stomach and was ready to race to his aid. But it was not needed. Italy was dancing in the graveyard, running circles and howling like an overjoyed South African blowing on a vuvuzuela. He even busted out a back flip.

Doitsu grinned and set his chin in the grass. Anything to make Feliciano happy. But then eyes went to Angel's grave as if it beckoned his attention, and he set a hand over their baby. Italy paused as he heard his husband speak. " You'll always be my angel... " Soon Italy's hand joined his, and they laced fingers. " You'll always be our angel. " Silence returned to the graveyard, the sound of birds the only thing in the air now.