{Prussia -Awesome Diary Entry}

1943

'The allies have been closing in on me and West. Hitler tried to push forward into Russia but they saw us coming. Many dead, many injured. I can't see us winning this. West is too busy planning attacks with our leader to even listen to me. We're loosing too many men. He failed to retreat. The blitzkrieg didn't work as he had planned. I support my brother, but he doesn't understand I'm paying the price for some of their decisions. I can feel myself becoming weaker everyday. If this war doesn't end soon, I'm sure to fade... Just like Germania and the Roman Empire. I have faith in him, but I don't feel this will end well for either of us. '

Since that entry the war hadn't been going their way. The Axis had been defeated. As one of the many punishments Germany had to undergo, Prussia had become a part of what was then, the Soviet Union and his brother would have to leave him and live with the Russian.

"Nein!" The younger German struggled in his handcuffs, eyes watering as he heard of what they were forcing his brother into. They were only given a few minutes for goodbyes. The Prussian was shoved into the room and he landed on the floor next the the kneeling, crying German.

"They can't!"

"Shhh... You'll be alright Bruder."

"I don't want you to go preußen!" He moved closer to his brother, Gilbert putting his arms around him and rubbing his back like he would when he'd get upset as a child.

"I don't want to go either, Bruder. You need to stay strong. We will see each other again. This will not be the last time we see each other." He felt tears spill, running down onto his brothers uniform jacket. He knew he was getting weaker and probably wouldn't be around for much longer at this rate, he could never tell his brother that though. It was his job to protect him, whether it be a physical or mental threat.

"I'll find a way to see you, Gil-"

"Twenty seconds!" The American called out from the door.

"I know you will Bruder. Ich liebe dich. I'll be safe. I promise you, we'll see each other again." He tried to pull himself together, getting choked up on his words.

"Ich liebe dich auch, Gilbert... Bitte. S-Stay safe..." Gilbert nodded and they hugged one last time before the tall Russian walked into the room, a sadistic grin on his face as a few of the other Allies came in and pulled them apart, both fighting as hard as they could.

"Da. Time for us to be going." He pulled the Prussian along with ease, guiding him out. As Gilbert was pushed out he cringed as he heard his brother yelling and sobbing in the distance before there was a thump and silence, Gilbert letting more tears fall as he was practically tossed into the Russians car.