Chapter 1:

Israel glanced at his cousin who was sipping on mint tea. The brown haired nation was paying him no attention, and instead watched Israeli soldiers walk by. Israel sighed and brought his attention back to all the paperwork his boss sent him a day or two ago. Most of it was regarding to his relationship with Jordan, and the rivers they now occupy. His boss was not happy when he stated a peace treaty with his neighbor, but non the less complied for the most part.

After three hours he had finished his work and put his pen down. The last stack he had finished had to do with the West Bank and Gaza. Israel sometimes wished Palestine was in control of the land and country. Just like back when they were a tad bit younger than they are now. Being a nation was to stressful...especially when you are technically looking after two of them.

"West (Palestine's nickname)! Do you want to go get some StarBucks with me?" Israel asked as he approached the weak nation. Palestine finally looked at him with those angered green eyes. "And I'm not taking a no for an answer Yakiri."

"Then are you commanding me?" Palestine questioned in a defiant tone. Israel glared at his stubborn cousin. "I will not walk on those streets unless the buildings are waving my flag."

"Well to bad. They won't be waving your colorful flag for another century or so, so get over it," Israel said crossing his arms. Palestine glared up at him, and Israel knew he shouldn't have said that. It was times like these when the two would try to crush each others spirits. However Israel found it easier to do just that to the ex- nation. Sometimes he was surprised the nation could walk or talk at all considering his situation.

"Yes, no thanks to your people...damn occupiers," he muttered. Israel's anger flared as he went and stood in front of The West Bank. Palestine looked up at him through his bangs. Israel clasped his hands onto his cousin's shoulders, and held tight.

"Need I remind you that the ones who drove me insane and made me take your home was the Zionists...not the whole of my citizens. And wasn't it you who refused to take us back when we were fleeing for our lives?" Israel said crushing the nations shoulders hoping for a grimace. Of course none came and Palestine instead eyed him with the same ferocity.

"No you needn't remind me as to who corrupted you. However, as to do with the whole immigration subject you should have realized, along with your citizens that we couldn't fit you all! Not to mention you failed to follow British orders when it came to immigration! Not only that but then you forced so many of my people out of the country and ripped me apart! You took my name for Gods sakes! Now all the others call me West Bank, or hell even Gaza! But never Palestine! No never Palestine! I'm like Prussia who no one remembers even existed. The only thing though is that I'm still a country but I don't have control over my own citizens or land! Prussia seemed to get off easy compare to me! It hurts Israel! It hurts Damnit!"

"And what about me huh?! I said sorry! I fought with my bosses just so you could have land at all! I'm the reason you are still here! And don't think for one minute that I don't feel your people's pain! I feel everyone's pain on this land we share! Thanks to me having to be in control of both sides I do feel your pain and more!" Israel choked. Palestine sat still with glossy eyes as he watched his cousin start to break down. "I'm sorry for what I did I really am! And if I could go back in time and stop this from every happening I would! But I can't and I hate myself for that! I've hurt so many people in my years as a nation! And I hate it! I just want us to go back to the good old days when we shared our land equally. Where neither ruled alone. But I can't do that. I can't make them see the good. I can't change my peoples minds!" Israel fell to his knees, his head resting on Palestine's lap. He shook with sobs and built up grief. Palestine began to run his fingers through the black locks as his cousin cried for the both of them. The ex nation started to softly mumble a lullaby that all his siblings knew,

Yalla tnam, yalla tnam

La dbahla tayr el hamam

Rooh ya hamam la tsadee

Bidhak a rima la tnam

An: It took me forever to figure out Israel's personality. I didn't want to have him be the 'victim of the Middle East' kind of OC, or the completely evil villain either. Instead he is sort of a mix I guess. Where as Palestine is quiet and hardened by his unfortunate situation, and tends to have his episodes of blaming his cousin for the issues that exist. Neither are to blame for their circumstances, and neither actually hate each other. Also I might add in a few other nations from the area. Also if you were wondering the lullaby is called 'Yalla Tnam Rima' and it's an Arabic lullaby that many Arabian children grow up listening to before falling asleep. My mom use to sing it to me till I got older. Anyway comment and let me know if you have any ideas you want to see written down.