A/N: hey people!

This is another de-anon from the kink meme. This one I really couldn't keep away from.

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"I said keep running!" Germany yelled. Panting Italy attempted to run faster, his boots smacking against the ground.

He started to slow down.

"Faster!" Germany yelled. "Is this how you would run when you are being chased by an enemy? You need to keep running or else they will catch you and kill you!"

Italy started to run again. His side was hurting and it was getting harder to breathe.

"Do not make me get my whip Italy!" Germany warned. Remembering the last time she had Italy's eyes widened before he started to run even faster.

He could almost hear Germany sigh as she said "Alright now cool down, walk the remaining ten minutes."

Gratefully Italy slowed his pace to a walk as he closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

"Germany." he said softly. She turned to look at him. "Why are we still training? There isn't any war."

"There might not be war now." Germany lectured. "However times of peace never last, unfortunately. We must always be prepared."

Italy nodded as he took in deep breaths. The summer sun was shining brightly on him and he felt the back of his shirt stick to his skin. He wiped the sweat away from his forehead.

Germany walked beside him in silence. She threw him a slightly concerned look when he was silent as well.

"Something on your mind Italy?" she asked.

Italy shook his head with a smile. "Nothing! I'm just really tired after this training."

Germany nodded in approval. "If you are tired after a training that means you did a good work out."

Italy nodded again. He gazed up at the sky and his smile widened. "I'm so happy that summer has finally come. The winters were really cold this year."

Italy sighed happily. "Germany is so strong."

It could have been one of two things. Either Germany was blushing or it was from the workout. "I just train a lot."

Italy nodded in agreement. "I know! Germany is so strong and trains every day! It's inspiring really."

He giggled then. "You're so different from the other female nations Germany."

"…how so?"

Italy bit his lip slightly in thought. "Well I guess since you're so big. Your shoulders are so wide and a lot of the female nations are so small and they look very soft. You look hard and tough."

Germany looked to the side. "I…see."

Italy nodding continuing and not really seeing Germanys face. "To tell you the truth you scared me the first time I saw you." He giggled again. "I actually didn't think you were a woman until I heard you speak. With your body, uniform, and hair I thought you were a man. And your voice is slightly deeper than the other females as well."

Germany nodded slowly as she kept her gaze on the ground as they continued to walk.

Italy sighed happily. "But we are friends and I love that." He glanced at his watch. "Is it time yet for the training to end?"

Germany nodded after glancing at her own watch. "Yes it's over."

Italy smiled as he hugged Germany tightly. "Here's your goodbye hug captain."

Germany hugged him back loosely. "Stay safe as you walk home and don't accidently walk into Switzerland's house again."

Germany glanced at the clothes laying innocently on her bed before glancing at the mirror. She took off her jacket, shirt, and pants leaving her only in her underwear and bra.

Her hand ran through her short hair. The ends barely even reaching the ends of her ear. Should she try to grow it out?

Shaking her head slightly she reached for the clothes on the bed. She held the skirt out slightly and looked at it from every angle. If she put it on it wouldn't even reach the beginning of her knees.

Biting her lip she put it on before reaching for the shirt that went along with it.

When Prussia had given these clothes to her she almost killed him, now she was slightly thankful.

She picked up one of the hair clips that Prussia had accumulated over the years and stared at it in her hand. This one was in the shape of a butterfly. Butterflies were cute right?

She grabbed a piece of her hair from the side and used the barrette. With how short it was it was the best she was able to do.

She glanced at her reflection and felt a shudder go through her. She didn't look bad, she looked horrible.

The skirt was too short. She tugged it down slightly to no avail. It showed off her legs.

Her strong battle scarred a little too wide legs.

She turned to see her back. From no angle did it look good on her. Pants and jeans, yes. Skirts and shorts, no.

The shirt wasn't that bad. Only it showed off her chest more than she enjoyed, something her jacket always perfectly hid.

The hairclip was most likely the worst part however. A piece of hair just to the side with the small plastic thing hanging on it.

She sighed before yanking the clip out of her hair and throwing it over her shoulder.

Shaking her head she quickly changed back into more comfortable pants and shirt, she shrugged on her jacket and slid on her boots as she walked out the door.

Maybe a beer would help her think more clearly.

"Are you fucking serious West?" Prussia demanded from her.

Germany ignored her brother as she sipped from her glass, eyes closed in appreciation. When she opened her eyes Prussia was still glaring at her.

"Well?" he demanded.

"Well what?" Germany asked.

"Why the hell do you want to more girly? You never had any interest in it before, ever. And if you tell me that it is for that Italian I swear I am going to hit someone." Prussia said. He motioned to the bartender for another pitcher.

"I told you what Italy said." Germany said.

"I still don't see why it's such a big deal." Prussia said shrugging. "So he thinks you act like a man. So does the entire world."

"But that's the thing brother." Germany said. "I'm not a man. I'm a woman."

Prussia rolled his eyes. "When you were younger you denied that fact and almost killed anyone that dared to challenge that."

"When I was younger it was different." Germany protested draining her glass. "I had to hide my gender so that I was able to fight. And may I remind you it had been your idea to do so."

Prussia nodded. "It was an awesome plan that worked for years! Until you decided to ruin it by telling everyone."

"I was getting tired of having a secret like that and constantly making excuses for the simplest of things." Germany said slightly irritated.

Prussia snorted. "Whatever you say West."

In one of his rare and true brotherly moments Prussia looked at his sister and truthfully asked her "What is it that you want to be? I want your answer."

Germany was silent as she thought for a few minutes.

"I want to be feared." she finally said. "I want people to know that I am not someone they can trend lightly around., they should know that I will fight back harder and I will take them down if I have to. To quote some people I need to be as strong as a man."

She then sighed. "But at the same time. I want people to know that I still am a woman."

"And if they say that women are weak?" Prussia asked.

Germanys eyes narrowed. "Then I show them that they are wrong."

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