Prussia ran into the world meeting, panting, sweating, terrified. Calling England, America and France into the hall, he began running again, speaking to them as they followed. "There's been an incident."
"He hit his head...pretty hard. He was playing hockey and some kid crashed into him. He woke up about an hour ago...He can't remember a thing.. Not even his own name.." Gil stood beside his bed, tears welling up in his eyes. "I keep trying but I can't seem to get through to him..." Kumajirou walked up next to him, a curious look. "Who are you?" He hummed to the confused man. Gil felt tears roll down his cheeks, kissing the other mans forehead. "He's Canada..."
The family had been pulled together, and for the first time they all really noticed him. Canada. Little Matthew Williams, he wasn't himself now. He wasn't that innocent little boy, no, he was confused and afraid. He didn't know who he was, let alone the others that had come to see him. Those once soft violet eyes now screamed out in fear. The others noted this, feeling as if they should just leave him be, that this would all sort itself out. "We should head back, dudes... Germany isn't gonna be happy we left.." America spoke up from the doorway. The other two agreed, turning to leave. "He's your family... your brother, your son! Can't you think about him for once! Do you honestly think that this will all just be okay?!" Gil had fallen to his knees beside Matthew's bed, head in his hands as tears hit the floor. "I love him so much... But he can't even remember my name... I want to believe he'll be fine... But... It's like I'm the only one that cares..." his voice was weak, strained, agonizing. "I'm sorry birdie.. I'm sorry I couldn't stop this from happening.." Standing up, he wiped the tears from his face. Slowly, he walked over to the dresser he shared with Matthew. Yes, they had lived together, as they had been dating for nearly two years now. Gil had grabbed something out of the dresser and walked over to the bed again as he began crying for what felt like the millionth time today. "I..I wanted to do this...today actually..when you came home.. I didn't know this would happen or I would've done it sooner.." He gulped back tears, trying to keep himself together as the truth of it all began to sink in. "If you never remember me, or what we had... I still want to give you this.." He held out a ring, shocking the others who still stood in the doorway. "I wanted to propose...for us to finally become one... But.. now I wont get that chance.." A hand reached out to him, an odd look on Canada's face. "I...I'm g-gay? weird.." Canada spoke, turning away. As that sunk in, Gil knew he wouldn't ever get his birdie back. "Yeah... you are... or... were..." tears hit the bed, regretting what he was about to say. "You keep this though... give it to a nice girl, okay? M-make someone as happy as you made me. Just...try and remember I loved you... Because you're the only one I've ever loved...I-I'm sorry..." With those words, he let go. Falling into a heap on the floor, he began to sob loudly. England signaled America to call the others at the meeting to inform them they wouldn't return, and that Germany was needed.
"I...I didn't mean it like that... P-please don't cry.. I was just...shocked that I would've actually met someone.. If...if you can help me remember... then... I promise you, I'll marry you.." Matthew spoke quietly, it was the first time he spoke since the others had arrived, stunning the sobbing Prussian. "You...you mean it?" Not letting his hopes get up, he looked eagerly up at the blushing boy, who in turned nodded.
Gil would help him remember, even if he died in the process. He wasn't losing his birdie.