So, this is just a little key before you read. Nyo!Germany is called Monika and Nyo!Prussia is Julchen. Regular Prussia, Germany and anyone else in the regular world is called by their country name. (Nyo!Liechtenstein is Noah and Nyo!Hungary is Daniel, as you may find out.) Also, it's supposed to be a little steam-punk. if you have questions, feel free to ask. and one last comment, this isn't a Nyo!PrussiaxPrussia. But it may be a little Nyo!PrussiaxNyo!Liechtenstein. :)

Okay! I release you!

I reclined against my velvet chair behind the large wood desk taking in the sounds from an old record player. This was one of the last vinyl's that hadn't been burned of Beethoven's music around my house; needless to say it was my least favorite.

The war had continued to rage on and on around me, I was glad because I didn't have to participate, however Monika insisted that I had to take some responsibility in it. So I taught my cute little sister all of my tricks. But really, those Allied powers were sneaky as foxes when it came to battle. Back in my day, we never had the sophisticated technology to communicate codes and whatever and or these what do they call it? "Guerrilla warfare"? We just marched right up to each other in our lines and fired not these weird "hit-and-run" things. A little cowardly if you ask me. But no one's asking me.

I sigh and hear the record stop. Well now, I suppose it's time for some lunch. I stand and wander out of the room and down the hall, which still smells a little musty, and into the kitchen. Ah! There's Monika! I come up and grab her from behind. "How's my little sis, huh?" I say, giving her a hug.

"That's embarrassing, stop." She elbows me away. I make a pouting face.

"Ohhhh, but Moni~ couldn't you be my cute little sister even for a little bit?" I rest my arm on her shoulder.

"No, we're in the middle of a war, Julchen, you need to act like an adult."

"No need to act like it, I am an adult!" I reply hitting my chest with my fist and beaming at her.

"I'm aware of that," she turns to me. "act like it."

"I can have fun can't I?" I say with a little bit of exasperation. "I don't want to get too old too fast! It makes your hair turn gray!"

"Julchen your hair…"

"So what's for lunch?" I interrupt her looking over her shoulder and into the pot. "Potato soup? Didn't we have that…?"

"For breakfast? Yes. And we'll have it for dinner too."

I think about what I'm going to say next as I walk over to the table and grab a chair then sit in it backwards. "You know, I love potatoes, I really do. But I think anymore that I could go for some tomatoes right about now. Do you think we could get some from Felicia and make some pasta or whatever?"

"Every cent is going into the war, the same goes for Feliciana," Monika says. "and you really should sit more like a lady."

"We're the only one's here right? It's like some guy's gonna walk into the room…"

"Excuse me ladies," we both turn at hearing the familiar voice. I see Noah walk in then quickly adjust how I sit.

"Noah," Monika greets him with a slight bow. "How can I help you?"

"It's a little strange for you to be over here isn't it? you're not even our ally," I comment before he can answer my sister's question.

He smiles sweetly. "That's true, my sister asked me to give this to you. Sorry for intruding without letting you know first." He hands me a small pocket watch which I unlatch and inspect.

"That's not some kind of spy equipment, is it?" Monika eyes him suspiciously.

"No! Not at all!" he assures with a gesture. "When some of the open planes flew over my house this fell from one of them. "Heid—I mean, Adelheid said to give this to you because she wants no part of it. She also said to tell you that aircrafts of either power will be shot down immediately upon sight without mercy. So be careful about flying over our houses. I wouldn't want you or your people to have more casualties because we're trying to remain neutral."

"Understood," Moinka says.

"But why are you giving this to us?" I ask, still unsure why he gave it to us instead of destroying it.

"I was able to save it from Adelheid before she destroyed it. I thought it would be a nice present for you," he smiles again, but mostly at me, I smile back and thank him for the gift. "I better get going; she'll start to worry if I'm out too long. See you around sometime?"

I nod. "Definitely."

As Noah leaves, I see Monika glance in my direction and begin to say, "Do you…?"

"Nope." I cut her off.

"But maybe you should…"

"Nope."

"I think he's rather nice and has a secure economy outside of the war…"

"This conversation ends here," I say standing up and placing the watch inside of my dress, taking the bowl and the ladle out of her hand. I scoop myself some soup, grab a piece of bread then retreat back to my room before she can see my face turn red.

She's too young and cute to understand these kind of relationships between countries. And you know, so maybe we had some small mutual liking for each other…so what? We couldn't do anything about it until after the war anyway.

I sit on my bed and pull out the watch. I lean back against the pillows and look at it more closely in the light. This certainly wasn't an ordinary watch. I look at it from all sides, starting to slowly get an idea of what this little machine might be. I decide to do some research. I pull out all of the books I have on time pieces then run to down to the study to gather some more.

I stayed up late that night studying and looking for everything I could find about the watch. Then Monika complained that I needed to go to bed because the music I was listening to was too loud. I shrugged it off and turned down the volume by a couple of notches on the player.

After a little past 2 in the morning I found what I was looking for.

Chrono diachoristiko—or something like it, the Greek may be slightly skewed over many translations during the war—but it is an object that splits time, creating a temporary doorway to the past. Out of the advanced technology that has been created we rarely use it for war, instead we use it to try and promote peace and to entertain the masses-which is where pieces like come from. These so-called "time-slicers" aren't entrusted to everyone because you'd be surprised with how much can be messed up within the 24 hour window that it provides. There are special combinations used to trigger the "slice" to occur on the watch, but each has a unique combination and most of the time the combination is lost or forgotten.

Now that I knew what it was, I wondered if Noah knew what he had given me. If he did, I really had to thank him. I look all over the watch to see if maybe, by some slight chance, the code had been carved into the surface. I took it apart to the very inner-workings and cleaned the pieces as I went (I'm a professional cleaner of many things). I was in luck. I found some small letters and numbers carved into the back of the face of the watch. I forced my tired eyes to focus on the little symbols to write them down. Then I decided to go to bed to save what little energy I had left for the next day's adventures.

…

I slide down the railing for breakfast then ran into the kitchen. Plopping down in a chair I find yet another breakfast of potato soup! But as I took a sip I realized that there was something slightly different. My eyes grew wide as the little orange disk-shaped root bobbed at the top of the broth. "Carrots!" looking up at Monika I smiled widely.

"I was wandering around in the forest and I found them. I also found some wild raspberries and strawberries," she said standing from the table to clear her plates.

"That's my cute, reliable little sister!" I squeal gleefully leaping over to hug her. I notice something I as hug her. I glance down at her chest then back up at her. "have you gotten…smaller?"

"Shut up!" she pushes me away and blushes as red as the raspberries. "Just eat your breakfast!"

"Sheesh, it's just a comment. By the way I did a little research on that watch Noah brought," I say casually as I go sit back down. "It's one of those ones that splits time with a certain combination. So whatdoyasay? Wanna go see me when I was little? I was so cute…"

"Pictures are plenty!" Monika replies, I think she was still trying to regain her composure. I mean, who wouldn't want to see me as a kid? "And do you really think something like that exists? It's not scientifically possible."

"Sure it is, there are plenty around, people just don't remember the combinations so they're just normal watches!"

"Chasing after myths and legends; really Julchen you need to focus on what's in the present. Speaking of which, I'll be at a meeting will the other countries today, see if you come up with some strategies for battle or something. Send me the information if you do." She held up a folder that contained her papers (it also received and sent papers because it had a scanner built into it). "I'll see you later this afternoon." She turns to leave but I catch her first. I go and fill up a glass with milk and hand it to her.

"Drink this, it's good for your womanly assets," I assure her, placing my hand on her shoulder. She frowns and gives me a nasty look which I see from her only so often.

"Would it be mean to say, 'look at the log in your eye' at this point?" I was taken aback that my adorable little sister would say something so mean out-of-the-blue like that! I couldn't think of what to say in response. "I'll see you later." She takes her folders and files and closes the door behind her.

I sigh and mope back up to my office and look at some of the half-baked plans I drew up. I wanted to be productive, but my brain said no. I lay on my desk and shuffled my papers around then decided that now would be the opportune time to try out the watch. I pulled a small disk-shaped plaque on my desk. It looked an awful lot like a cup holder; I had even used it as that during some late-night planning sprees. I type in for it to identify and locate the watch that had been given to me. When I hit send I received up with a massive pile of watches. I sit confused for a moment then I realize that I have a lot of watches that had been given to me. Unfortunately, you have to be very specific with this machine in order for it to work properly.

I search through the watches and find the one that I was looking for. I open it up and pull out the paper with the letters and numbers that I wrote the night before. "Let's see…" I say sticking my tongue out with concentration. I gently take my finger and move the larger hand according to the code starting with both hands at twelve. Right to 4 o'clock…left past 12 to 6…right to 9…back to 10 and…back to 12. "That should activate the time-rift and moving the hour hand to set the date…" I move it to the date I want then close the watch to confirm the settings.

I suddenly feel a gust of wind and a bright light flashes; as my eyes adjust I look around to see that I am standing in a forest with small streams of light filtering through the trees. I hear some noises and go to investigate I look around from behind a tree and see a group of people of who looked especially familiar.

"Daniel!" I shout running over to him. He turns to see me but looks completely bewildered.

"Who are you?" he says with somewhat of a girly voice.

"W-who…?" Now I was confused. This Daniel was younger and was definitely a girl—but for some reason was dressed as a guy. "Daniel?" I attempted again.

A random man from the back spoke up. "Y-yes?"

"Not you!" I exclaim back at the person.

The girl points to herself. "I'm not Daniel…my name is Elizabeta…Who are you?"

I stand back and consider the situation. Something here was fishy. Daniel is a girl here, that shouldn't be the case. Also I know the forests of my homeland like the back of my hand because I wandered around them so much when I was little. This place doesn't look familiar at all! Am I in some other past? Or some other world?

"Do you someone by the name of Julchen? Or maybe Maria?" I ask her while recalling my prior name.

"No, but I used to know a St. Maria's order. Now he's called Prussia though. He's a looser so I wouldn't really say you should meet him."

"Oh, Prussia you say?" I look around at the confused looks that the other people give me. "Good, thank you for telling me…Hungary?" I guessed at her name knowing who Daniel was.

"Y-yeah. How did you know?" I quickly turn and dart back into the trees before answering her question. I run a good distance, hoping she wouldn't send her men after me. I take out the watch and grumble as I realize it's too dark for me to see anything. I search my clothes for something to shed some light on the face of the watch then remember that the cufflinks on my sleeves light up—I custom ordered it that way in case of emergency like this one.

Unfortunately, I had no idea how to get myself back for the next 24 hours. So I was stuck here until further notice. I decided to make the best of it and learn more about my surroundings. Cresting a hill I found the view of a city. I wondered where I was, I assumed somewhere in Dan—I mean Hungary's territory. But then again if I could recall the history of my world, Hungary could be trying to invade whoever is Prussia here. Maybe if I can find him I can figure some things out about this world. I keep walking toward the small city.

The part I find the most strange about this is the fact that they call each other by their country names rather than more human-like names. I wonder why? It seems so impersonal. We only call each other by our country names during meetings or if we don't like each other. What other strange things do they do here? I wonder if they only eat potatoes here as well to save money.

I suddenly smell a campfire and I turn towards it, maybe that Prussia camping out over there! This time I cautiously proceed, keeping in the shadows and observing. Around the corner I see a very young boy surrounded by soldiers, he was dressed like them too. He has gray hair and eyes are similar to mine. That must be Prussia. But he's so little…Hungary looked older than him.

"Sir there's someone watching from the shadows of there!" a man yells. They must have seen me! Curse my white hair!

I run back into the forest trying to tuck my long white hair into my jacket while I run. I swivel through the trees but trip over several rocks and roots before I completely wipe out. I crawl over to try and hide behind some rocks; the band of men comes closer with the torches. They hold the torches over the area where I fell and saw the marks where I crawled away. They almost find me when suddenly the wind picks up and there is a bright flash of light.

I open my eyes to find that I was back in my office. My first instinct was to look at the clock not even half a second had passed on my desk clock. I sit down to try and catch my breath and settle my mind after all of those events.

I woke up in my chair when Monika touched my shoulder. She turns her head a little to one side and looks at me. "You fell asleep. Are you okay? You never fall asleep when you're working."

I rub my eyes sleepily; during my thinking I must have fallen asleep. I still felt exhausted from all of the running and adrenaline from jumping through time. "Y-yeah…"

"You look like you're been working hard, I got you some beer," she hands me a mug and I give her a confused look.

"You never let me drink beer. It's not 'lady-like.'"

"Well today's an exception," she replies blushing a little as she realizes her mistake. "I think we both deserve one."

She pulls over a chair and sits next to me while I sit up and pull my legs onto the chair. "Hard day?" I ask. "tell your big sis all about it!"

Monika frowns and shifts to a bolt-upright position. "Today was…difficult…"

I sit my beer down then take my sister's hands. "Relax a little, you're at home! Slouch, lay on the table, I don't care!"

She sighs then leans forward on the table, propping her head on her hand. "My back freakin' hurts and the stupid uniform is too tight across the chest. And all of the nations are so immature; I wonder how they even control a country! I guess I should say running a country is one thing, fighting a war is another! I wish this war would just end. There's too many deaths and so much violence, I'm sick of it! It's taking all I have at meetings to keep a straight face and lead the other Axis powers and not break down crying."

"Preach girl!" I say happily. This is the most relaxed I had seen her in a while; the war was really taking its toll on her.

"I am giving orders to kill innocent citizens! Remove them from their homes! Ruin their lives!" tears begin running down her cheeks and she rests her head on her arms. " Sometimes," she said between sniffles, "I wish I was a man, I could actually hold myself and my people together. I wonder if I would be as affected by this is I was a man…"

I pat her reassuringly on the shoulder. "Good girl, let it all out. With a room full of women like that there are probably so many hormones going around," I sympathize, I hand her the beer and she takes another sip. Then I think of an idea. "How would you like to meet yourself as a man?"

"How? That's not possible."

I shake my head quickly. "It's totally possible. The place I went is almost exactly like our time. Except everyone is the opposite of who we are now!"

"What? That doesn't make any sense. How could you?"

"I met Daniel while I was there! There he was a girl and he went by Hungary! And I even saw myself! He was a little boy whom everyone called Prussia!"

"You were dreaming!" Monika insists. "You were asleep, don't try to pull me into this, I want to stay grounded in reality, no matter how ugly it is! Go play your games with someone else!" Moinka stands up and turns. "Grow up!" Then she closes the door behind her.

"Wow, PMS much?" I snort after her. "I know that was real. I should go back and find out! Then again if Prussia was that young then Moni—I mean Germany wouldn't have been born yet. I'll need to go a little later then. And figure out why it put me back here so early."

I researched a little more then realized that on the hour hand, to stay for the full 24 hours that hand needed to be spun 720 degrees around the face. There is no noted way to get back once it is set, which is a little scary to think about.

I wait until the next day, after Monika leaves, to conduct my next trip. I adjust the watch and check it again just before then close it. In a flash I was back in the same forest, but this time I was at the edge of it. I run to the close village which looks fairly torn up as it an attack happened. I run up to a villager and greet them, "Could you tell me who marched through here?" I ask. The man I ask frowns and tells me that it was the Prussian army led by some crazy gray-haired kid. "do you think I could catch a ride to where he lives?"

"Why?" the man retorts. "If you're trying to assassinate him you can't. He's immortal."

"Right," I say ignoring that comment.

"But if you insist there's a traveling group that heading to Berlin, I think he lives somewhere over there." I thank him then quickly look for the caravan.

…

After a long, painful ride I manage to reach Berlin. While my entire body wanted to sit just lay down and go to sleep I forced myself to keep walking to find Prussia's house. I thought, if it's Prussia's house little Germany must liver there as well just like me and my little sister. I turn a corner and I suddenly felt a strong connection to a specific house. I walk up to the large building which lay on the outer edge of the city. I pace up to the door and look at it, a little afraid to go in, or even knock. So rather than doing it the boring and legal way I decided to sneak in through the back.

Climbing in over the gate I look up to see a little boy who appears to be practicing on the piano. He looks similar to how Monika was when she was little, so that probably was Germany up there. My little brother—somewhat! I climb up the lattice on the side of the wall up to the window then tap on the glass. The piano music stops and the little boy comes over and opens the window.

"Hi! Could you let me in?" I say gripping the ivy as best as possible.

"My big brother says that I'm supposed to beat up strangers who climb through windows," he replies completely straight-faced.

Well that's specific. This must have happened before with a robber or something. "That's very smart of you brother, but what if I were to say that I was your big sister?"

"I don't have any sisters."

"Well if you let me in you'll find that I'm a really good person to know!" I say trying to ignore the stabbing sensation in my stomach from a stray branch.

"I don't think…"

"Oh just let me in!" I haul myself up and through the window and collapse on the floor. He stands and stares at me, he doesn't look concerned at all, just a little interested. Once I catch my breath I turn to him. "You're Germany right? You're pretty cute."

"My brother says that too."

"What, that you're Germany?" I tease.

"No, that I'm cute." Apparently he's not very good at reading sarcasm.

"I see." I dust myself off then realize I probably look like some kind of deranged burglar. "Sorry for my rough look, I traveled a long way to get here. My name's Julchen-I mean Prussia."

"Prussia?" he repeats moving his head to the side. "But that's my brother's name."

I nod. "Yes, where I come from my name is Prussia as well."

"But you're a girl."

"Are you saying countries can't be girls?"

He shook his head. "I've never met a girl country. My brother says they're very tough and mean. You don't look mean. You look like my brother…with long hair."

I laugh. "Right!" I take a glance around the room then my eyes land on the piano. "Do you play?"

He nods. "My brother plays piano sometimes because he has lots of friends that taught him. He's not very good."

"Really now?" I notice he has several other instruments in the room, including a violin. "I don't play piano so much as violin would you like me to show you?" I pick up a bow and the instrument and begin tuning it and tightening the bow.

"No, thank you." I stop in the processes then slowly start replacing the items. This Germany sure was a funny kid. Pretty cute too.

"You know, I have a little sister who's just like you. Except she's a lot older…and bigger than you."

"That makes sense. You're older than my brother."

Now it was my turn to be confused. "Why do you say that?"

"Because your hair is white. My brother's is only gray."

"You sure have a smart mouth," I grumble. "You know, my hair was born this white. It's not because I'm old."

"Oh." No 'sorrys'? He may be cute, but this boy is pretty rude too.

I flip my hair behind my shoulder. "Care to give me a tour?"

"No." I wait for his reason. "If I show you my house you may come back to steal our stuff. So I'm not going to show it to you." Smart kid, then I'll show it to myself. I turn to walk out of the room; he simply follows behind me as I look from room to room. Each was fashionable…about 100 years ago. I ask him some questions and he just answers them plainly and straightforwardly. I sit down in the living room and he stands, hovering by my head.

"Get me a drink or something," I say waving my hand.

"Okay," he says. I didn't think he'd actually do it…Prussia's got him trained well.

I prop my feet up on the table and continue to look around. I could get used to a place like this. With several updates, of course. This place was definitely a bachelor's house, it needs a feminine touch, but I wasn't the type of person to give it that. I suddenly head the front door open with the sound of rattling chains and clanking metal along with muttering. The sorry sight for a man walks in and collapses on the couch next to me. He's dirty from head to foot and is still carrying his weapons. He sinks into the sofa and breathes out.

"Hey lil' bro, bring me a drink, will ya? Thanks." He says shortly. I wait for him to recognize that I was sitting there. When Germany returns he brings a beer for Prussia and some coffee for me. Prussia gives him a puzzled look then turns to see me. "Holy crap!" he yells and falls off the end of the couch.

"Germany, who the hell is this?" he points to me with a shaky finger.

"Prussia," he replies.

"But I'm the only Prussia…there's only one me!"

"You can call me Julchen," I say, offering my hand.

"Oh no…I'm not dealing with any more women today!" he stands and goes to turn. I catch him by the pack of the pants leg, thinking nothing of it, he stumbles and his trousers come clean off. He turns over and blushes bright red. "I'm so sorry! I mean, you should be sorry but…I don't even know!" he voice breaks so he quickly stands up and waddles away with his pants still at his ankles. I look at Germany who appears completely unfazed. I decided to follow Prussia and apologize so I head upstairs, following the trail of dirt and the smell of gunpowder. The door is closed, so I knock.

"I'm sorry for what happened Prussia; I need to talk to you so please come out." I didn't hear a response so I returned down stairs. I grab hold of Germany and give him a squeeze as I walk by. "I consider you my brother. And you are too cute not to hug." I inform him then sit back on the couch.

He comes over and sits next to me. We both sit a little awkwardly.

Then he says to break the silence, "Getting hugged by a girl is different than getting hugged by my brother."

"No kidding!" I exclaim, perhaps a little loudly. I look at the watch to see how much time I have left here. Germany glances at it as well then says, "That looks like something Switzerland would make. I don't talk to him much."

"Yeah, I don't take to her much either," I reflect. "Do you talk to Liechtenstein?"

Germany shrugs. "Sometimes, but she's with Switzerland a lot. But I think she's nice."

"He's very nice where I come from."

"So where you come from, everyone is the opposite gender of everyone here?"

I nod. "From what I've seen so far. And I think your time is around 100-200 years behind mine. And history is a little different as well. That's why I wanted to talk to Prussia. To see what I can learn."

"So you're from another world?"

"Sort of, yeah."

"That's impossible." Yep, same Germany. "So how did you get here if you don't belong here?"

"This watch. It takes my back and forth between our worlds, I think." I hold out the small object. He nods. "It doesn't make much sense does it? but it works."

I hear footsteps come down the stairs then look up to see a much neater Prussia walking in a stately manner down the stairs. He turns and looks at me. "Oh, you're still here. I thought you would have run away at my awesome awesomeness."

"Your awesomeness? I'm the one who's awesome here," I inform him.

"Really?" he puffs out his chest. "Do people tremble in fear at your very approach?"

"From a hundred miles away! They also tremble as I walk away. Rocks split if I tell them to and trees get up and walk out of my way when I want them to," I assert, hoping that that would be the end of the competition of awesomeness before it began.

He strokes his chin and smiles. "Seems like you're pretty awesome, so I'll allow you to bask in my awesome presence for a while longer. Either way what are you doing here? Have you come to kiss my boots?"

"Yeah right," I snort. "I've come from a different world. I have 24 hours here and then I need to leave. I wanted to see what this place was like and get to see what I was like as a man, here." I prop my hands on my hips and smirk in his general direction.

"Oh! so you want a tour then? 'cause I can give you an awesome tour!" he let out a prideful laugh as he walked up to me.

I had already had a tour of the country but I decide let him show me around anyway. "Will Germany be coming?" I ask looking at the boy as he picks up the cups to take the drinks back.

"No, I have piano to work on," he replies walking toward the kitchen. I sigh quietly to myself—he's such a cutie, it's a shame he isn't coming.

So Prussia turns, cape twisting behind him, and begins to strut away; I follow as a blind tourist follows her all-knowing tour guide. As we walk I slowly speed up to begin walking next to him. He is obviously trying to be manly with his stride, it's a very out-of-fashion way to walk, but again, this is 100 or so years before my world. "So what was that earlier comment about being done with women?' I ask causally.

He flinches as if recalling something painful then diverts his gaze, "That's nothing. Just some war issues."

"Well if I may make this excuse, I am the female version of you. So maybe I could help?" his cocky walking slows and he begins to walk normally as if he is considering the idea.

"I don't really see you as the girl version of myself. I mean, you have some kind of scar across your face…I don't have anything like that (though it would be cool…). I always pictured myself as a tall girl with big…"

"Don't even say it," I say quickly while pulling on his ear. "Those went to my dear little Germany. So shut it."

"Okay!" he yelps, pulling away from me and rubbing his ear.

"Either way, I'm a girl, I should be able to give you some advice." Though it may not be the best…

He sighs shortly then forces a grin, "I learned that Hungary was a girl a while back. But she always acted like a guy so I always thought, you know, she's a guy…in a girl's body." I nod and hum my understanding. "So I was teasing her 'cause she got beat up pretty good and I was going to wrap her injuries and whatever then all of the sudden…" he touches his chest with his hand. "There they were…I suddenly had this sinking feeling and I sort of…felt bad about threatening to wrap her with my crotch cloth…"

I smack Prussia up-side the head and raise my eyebrows at him. "You're stupid. Any girl, or guy for that matter, would be disgusted if you tried to wrap their injuries in a crotch cloth!" I laugh. "But I can't say I wouldn't do the same thing. But I can't do anything like that unless I want to run around au natural."

Prussia blushes and scratches his nose, once again diverting his gaze. "Either way," I continue. "do you like her or something?" he blushes an ever deeper shade of red . "Ah, ha! That's so typical. But you should probably go after someone nicer and less…perverted."

Prussia gives me a confused look. I then recall that this world is different from mind so I wave my hands. "Never mind," I say then look around for something to distract him from the topic. "Ooh! What's that over there?" I run over and stop by a bunch of flowers when I hear Prussia make a sound. Suddenly I feel two hands clamp onto my shoulders and a strange aura rising from behind me.

I hear Prussia say the word, "Russia…" faintly. I turn to see a very tall man with a childish face behind me. He smiles and introduces himself as Russia, the one and only.

Back in my world, Anya doesn't bother people much. She loves interacting with everyone but we find the need to be cautious around her because the slightest thing can make her angry or make her cry. But this Russia, with this calm, childlike smile put me on guard even more than Anya does.

"Good afternoon, Prussia," he says somewhat cheerfully with his hands still on my shoulders. "What are you doing in my neck of the woods?"

"This is actually still my territory," Prussia replies hesitantly.

"Ooh," he says, propping his chin on my head. A shiver runs down my spine. He leans back and looks at me. "Are you cold? It's spring here, the sun will come out soon and warm everything up. Don't worry. But I don't think I've seen you before. Are you a new country?"

I lean try to move away but his hands hold me firm so I turn my head. "No, I'm just not from around here." He smiles at me and I resist the urge to pull free of his grasp and run away into the forest. I glance at Prussia for support, but he seems frozen with fear. From my view, it looks like there is blood trickling down the corner of his mouth and he blinks quickly. "Did he just lose eyelashes?" I think to myself. This Prussia was very odd.

"Are you friends with Prussia? I'm friends with him too. I want everyone to be my friend, but I think a lot of them don't like me. You see, I'm not very good at making friends because people often say that I'm cold, but truthfully I have a warm heart!" he loosens his grip slightly, enough for me to slip away and turn to face him, I poise myself for fight or flight. He frowns slightly.

"Sorry, I won't be here long enough to make friends, I'm only here…on vacation. I'm returning to where I'm from very soon," I say slowly, picking my words carefully.

"I see," he replies forlornly. "Well next time you visit you should come to my house. But visit during the summer because the winter can be very cold. Okay?" he smiles weakly then turns and disappears into the forest.

I wait until I hear the rustling stop then back up until I run into Prussia. I turn to look at him; his eyes are still wide with fear so I take his wrist and pull him away along the path. My guess is that there was some sort of misinterpretation between these two, I didn't bother to ask. Prussia quickly returns to normal as we walk on and goes on and on about his country and how awesome it is and especially how awesome he is. He didn't need to tell me twice; I already knew.

"Hey, how long until you have to leave?" he asks suddenly as he continues to stride along at his quick pace.

I glance at the watch and push my hair back to see. "I think I arrived a little around 10. So I'll have until 10 tomorrow morning."

"Do you want to have some fun tonight?" Prussia continues without turning.

"What kind of fun?" I ask, still a little cautious around this wild man-boy.

"Don't worry," he says, finally turning back to me. "If you're like me, which you are apparently, you'll enjoy it. I guarantee it!"

"Can we bring Germany along?" I test, a little hesitant to agree.

"Nope. Adults only!" he smirks cleverly. I shrug and decide to go with his plan without further questioning.

…

After we finished the day of touring we walk back to the house just as the sun began to set. We ate a light dinner that Prussia prepared quickly and skillfully. He said that he could make such good meals so fast because out on the battlefield, he never knew when or what was available to eat, so he had to make food as fast and as good as he could. I waited in the living room while Prussia got Germany ready for bed; though I wondered why Germany, who seemed like such a reliable boy, needed Prussia's help to get ready for bed. Prussia bounds down the stairs and smiles. "Ready to go?"

"Ready as ever," I tell him as he passes through the front door.

The last rays of the sun left a small portion of the sky purple fading into red, stars were already beginning to light up the night sky, but without the moon, it was very dark. Prussia, however, knows his way around his forest just like I do mine. He tells me to wait at a park bench while he runs off somewhere. I wait, all senses alert at the sound of someone approaching. I sit for several minutes with only the sounds on the crickets and night bugs beginning; it's unnerving. I hear a bush tremble and I whip around to see nothing but a rabbit hopping out. I try to relax myself when I suddenly feel a presence. I whip around to see a shady figure just behind me I stand and punch him in the stomach and the person collapses on the ground. I turn my cufflink on to find that I had just hit Prussia in the stomach. I don't apologize. It's what he deserves for scaring me.

After a few minutes' recovery, we begin walking again. I ask him what he has in the bag he's carrying. "Something very special," he replies. "You'll like it." I frown but keep walking with him anyway. he soon leads me deep into the forest where it is pitch-black. I can hardly see my hand in front of my face. I trip again and again and try to keep up with his quick pace. I heard him stop and turn I couldn't see anything, but I heard him say, "Climb on." I don't know what he means so I feel around until I found his hand. He pull me up on his back. I sigh with irritation.

"I can walk you know," I say as he starts off.

"You can't keep up with the awesome me, and if we're too slow we'll miss the perfect chance!" he readjusts his grip and weaves through the trees he occasionally calls out ''On your left!" or "Duck!" as we progress through the forest as seemingly faster speeds. The trees start to feel closer together and the bushes thicker; his warnings come more frequently and when it seems like we would run into a wall of bushes the forest opened up to a wide hill. The vast expanse of land opened up before us with some very faint candle lights from the town. I stare in amazement up at the sky and the sheer vastness of it. The only thing I could imagine to say was, "Wow…"

"I told you you'd like it, right?" he takes a seat on the grass and I follow his action shortly afterwards. "Do you have places like this where you are?" he asks as he rummages through his bag.

"No…" I breathe, trying to take it all in. "The city's all lit so you can't see the stars like this at all."

"I'd hate that. This is about the only thing that's as awesome as I am, not being able to see it would be horrible." He hands me a cup and pours something into it.

I lift it up to my nose and smell it. "Beer?"

"Not just any beer," he crows proudly. "It's a mix I discovered myself. It's the best beer in the world!"

I take a sip and take in the flavors. It's not the best I've had, but it was certainly a good beer. Prussia lies back on the grass beside me. In the faint light from the stars I can see a contended look on his face. I finish off the drink and relax on the grass as well looking up at the sky.

"The best of the night is yet to come!" Prussia says, his voice echoing in the quiet of the night. "Wait until you see it!"

I smile and await what he so looks forward to. I take in the fresh night air and search for the constellations I can recognize. I learned many of them when I was younger because it was how we could tell where we were without the technology we have now. I forgot some, but my memory was still pretty sharp. I sat wondering if what Prussia was waiting for could be any better than this…

Then it began. I sit up as I begin to see them fall. The meteor shower. Meteor after meteor suddenly began to fall quickly through the sky. I wish I could capture this moment and keep it in my mind forever. I turned to Prussia, "Is this the best part?"

I could see a faint movement from his head, "Yep."

I don't know how long we were there watching the stream of space rocks light up as they entered the atmosphere, but I could get over the magnificence of it. It made me feel somewhat nostalgic but also this incomprehensible feeling that I couldn't put my finger on. We sat in the silence then as the shower began to slow I heard a sigh from Prussia.

"Small…" he murmurs under his breath. "Down here on Earth we're so small…even if I conquered the entire Earth I'd still be small." He turns to me. "That's why I have to try to own as much the Earth as possible. We'll rule our worlds, right?"

I nod and smile widely at him. "We'll own the worlds! Prussia will own the worlds!" I assure him. With nothing better to do we grasped hands and promised each other that we would both rule the world someday as king and queen Prussia. With that promise made we decided to make our way back to Prussia's house.

…

It is early in the morning when I come out of my room and walk down the stairs to breakfast. Prussia is there cooking breakfast with little Germany sitting at the table reading the newspaper. "Do you always wake up this late?" Prussia announces placing a plate of food on the table I rub my eyes to get rid of the sleepiness.

"I only wake up this late on days that I don't have training."

"You already missed training!" Prussia said. "Lil' bro and I got up at 4 o'clock this morning and trained until 6 while you were being lazy, sleeping in your bed."

I laugh sarcastically and look at my watch. 9:45 in the morning. I think nothing of it until I recall that I would go back to my world at 10. I swallow down my breakfast in a couple of gulps then run back upstairs, leaving Prussia and Germany behind me in the dust.

I slide back down in my socks, falling onto the floor when I slide just a little too far, the start yanking my shoes on.

"Where are you going?" Prussia asks waving his spatula at me (and tossing eggs at me from the distance).

"I'm going back in 10 minutes! I need some kind of proof…"

"Of what?" Prussia asks with a raised eyebrow.

"To say that I met you two! Do you have a camera or something?"

"A camera? What's that?"

"Never mind…um…" I turn and notice, for the first time, Prussia's necklace. "give me your necklace!" I exclaim tripping over to him with one shoe on.

"Heck no! Germania gave this to me!"

"I'll bring it right back!"

"I don't think I can trust you with this…"

"Come on! I'm Prussia for goodness sake! I'm you! you can trust me!" I glance at the watch. "I have three minutes, please!" he frowns and continues to hesitate. I grab his wrist and look into his eyes. "Please, trust me, I'll bring it back. I promise." His look hardens and he slowly takes it off and places it in my hand. "I'll be back," I tell him firmly. I hear the sound of wind and close my eyes just as a white light flashes.

When I open my eyes I find myself back in my office standing in front of my desk in a daze. I slouch into the chair just as Monika walks in. I wave at her weakly; she wanders in looking confused.

"What's the matter?" she asks. "You look exhausted."

"I have proof that there is another world, look," I help open my hand and showed her the necklace. "This is from Prussia from the other world."

Monika sighs and shakes her head. "Would you quit? Everyone has a necklace like that; I have a necklace like that! It's nothing special."

"But you don't find necklaces that are this scratched up! Everyone from these times throws away trashy items! This is Prussia's treasure from Germania!" I insist. Monika shrugs and turns away, leaving me to the empty office alone.

…

A few months later I decided to return to Prussia's world for a brief time to give him back his necklace and a gift.

He looks slightly surprised to see me as I give him the necklace back; after all it had been several years since I last visited. He smiles and I return the look.

"By the way," I say as I see that the time on my watch is almost up. "I wanted to give you something, consider it a gift from me and from the Liechtenstein of my world." I tell him to hold out his hands and close his eyes without peeking. I place the object in his hand and he opens to find a small, silver pocket watch.

"I have plenty of these…" he complains. I give him a look to quiet him.

"This is the same sort of thing I used to get to this world. I made sure it came specifically to my world, that's why it took so long for me to return your necklace. If you ever want to come visit, you can." I step back and look at my watch again. "Well, it looks like it's time for me to go...I'll see you later!"

The last I saw was one of Prussia's signature smiles as the white light flashed before me. I know he has that watch and I wonder if he has ever used it. I haven't seen him since, but I still plan to take over my world and become the queen, Prussia.