AUTHOR'S NOTE: PLEASE READ Hi anyone reading this! I know I'm not very well known here or anywhere on the internet, but I wanted to share this fanfic idea with you all. Anyways, this is a story that I thought of after over thinking the fan song 'Shine Bright Like a Doitsu' which I highly suggest listening to if you're interested in learning about one of the best/weirdest religions out there, Doitsuism. This is a story about World War Four, and since I'm just a highschool student with no concept of how it actually is I ask you to please bear with all of the awful battle/invading/fighting scenes I put in this. The first chapter will be in Japan's POV, but they will alternate throughout the chapters. I'll be sure to put whomever's point of view it is in the chapter name for you all like I did here. Also, pretty please do not talk about your political preferences with me, mostly because A.) I don't like arguing with people and B.) not to be rude but I really don't care. I want to share all of the concepts I have for this story soooooo badly, but I won't so you can be surprised later in the story. Trust me, you won't regret it. If you like the story, please tell me! If you don't, feel free to tell me why and how I can improve it for later! Thank you for reading this extremely long note if you've gotten this far, and please enjoy the story!

WW4 GerIta

Chapter One - Japan

I'm exhausted. I can no longer think straight because of it.

We're in World War Four. I can't quite remember how it started, but it may be for the best. This war is quite different from the rest of the World Wars. There are no alliances whatsoever. All of our world leaders seem to despise each other now, despite previous relations. The war has been going on for three months now. There have been so many, too many, casualties already. The screams and screeches of the fallen have been haunting me since day one. No matter where I go, what I'm doing, they are there, ringing in my ears. Day in, day out, night after restless night, their voices never leave my mind. It's worse than any of the other world wars, for certain.

Oh, how I miss our older days. I miss watching Italy-kun laughing and splashing in the ocean anytime we got stranded on that strange island. I miss everyone arguing at world meetings only to be silenced by Germany-san. I miss going and exploring the old ruins with Greece. I miss touring Europe. I miss everyone getting along. I miss our peace.

I miss the times before Trump.

It's growing to be late, so I'm going to try to sleep. I've heard rumors that tomorrow is going to be an interesting day.

~ Japan

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"J-Japan, sir?" A small whisper shattered the silence in my tent, easily waking me

from my unrestful sleep.

"I-I'm terribly sorry to wake you sir, b-but there is someone outside who

wishes to speak with you."

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and followed a nervous young soldier outside.
"Guten morgen, Japan."
My eyes widened in shock and confusion as a small smirk its way flitted across Germany's lips. "K-konichiwa, Germany-san. It is a pleasant surprise to see you here."
"It's good to see you too."
I felt my body grow stiff in his presence. Germany has been ruthless throughout the war so far (presumably to prevent another loss such as that of World War Two), so he would no doubt be intimidating to any country. Thankfully, he didn't seem to notice.
"S-so what brings you here? As great as it is to see you, we are in the middle of a war zone."
His smile grew a bit more before he suppressed it, desperately trying to stay professional (which is strange, speaking that he's always been the professional type).
"My boss just told me to accompany him while he spoke to your boss. I have no idea why he wanted to speak with him or what they are going to talk about." The twinkle in his eye as he said that told me otherwise. I chose to ignore it.
"How long have you been here? I hope I haven't kept you waiting."
"Oh no, not at all. I've only been here for a few minutes. My boss, however, has been here for several hours."
"Hours?!" I was shocked. "Why is he here so early?!"

"He forgot about the time difference. He..." Germany paused for a moment to think about what he was saying "...is rather impulsive."
I was about to say something else, but there was a rustle behind me.
"Deutschland! Come with me!" Germany glanced at me quickly before walking off with his boss. I turned around and saw my boss walking towards me.
"I see you're awake, Nihon. How was your sleep?"
"It was rather well, sir. How was yours?"
"It was well, thank you." The two of us began to walk around camp, silence accompanying us. The air grew continually thick as my curiosity grew. What had he spoken about with the Chancellor? What made Germany so joyous? Normally I am very patient, but I couldn't handle the suspense any longer.
"Sir. If I may ask, what did you speak about with the Chancellor?" The prime minister looked at me closely, analyzing me before beckoning me to his tent. The two of us walked in, and he insisted that I sit.
"Nihon." He paced around the small space, growing more tense by the second. "I am considering allying us with Germany."

I was shocked. If he decided to do so, it would be the first alliance of the war, and that can be both a good and a bad thing.

"Do you think that you'll do it, sir?"

"I'm not quite sure yet. It seems promising, but I also don't want to seem like both of our countries are trying to threaten the others more than we already are. I was actually wondering what your opinions are of this."
Being completely honest with myself, I adored the idea. I did enjoy working with Doitsu-san and would love to do it again. At the same time, I feared what other nations would do if we did end up becoming allies. They would no doubt feel that we were threatening them. If they didn't try to attack us all at once, they would most likely form a larger alliance to annihilate the both of us.

"I would say maybe and move on."

My boss lets out a deep sigh and shakes his head. "I've done that the past four times he's been here. I fear that he will end up growing impatient and attacking us."

"He's been here four times?!"

"...Hai."

"My apologies if this seems rude, sir, but why wasn't I notified of this?"

"We feared that you would make an irrational decision and say yes automatically since you and the personification of Germany were friends."

I took a deep breath. I was insulted that he and others in the camp thought so lowly of me, but overreacting wasn't going to make them think any better of me. "Give me twenty-four hours, sir. I'd like to take the time to think about what the pros and cons of becoming allies would be."

He nodded his head. "As you wish, Nihon. The sun should be coming out soon, you should get back to bed."

"Hai. Arigato." I made my way to my tent, falling back to sleep easier than I expected, dreaming of a life before Trump ruined the world.

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-sixteen years previously-

He walked out with his hands behind his now nearly bald, sooty head. There were cheers in the streets, hundreds to thousands of Americans stepping out of their homes, some women crying tears of joy. Trump was finally going to be taken out of power. So many people were overjoyed at the site, and some of them were beginning to tear up, filled with joy and relief. Bystanders began to either take pictures or film the event.

I glanced over at China, who was smiling. His shoulders were much less tense than the last few times I've seen him. He seemed like he was going to cry tears of joy at the sight.

I turned my attention back to the sight in front of me. America was coming out of the building as well, uncharacteristically pissy as he glared at the Americans in the streets. He faced the people and yelled at them, "Stop cheering! You're the ones who wanted him!" before being hit in the head by one of the Chinese soldiers next to him. I flinched as I watched him fall to the ground.

Germany elbowed my rib. "Do you see Italy anywhere?"

"No, sorry."

"Verdammt." His attention drifted back to the crowd in front of us, still searching for the short Italian. I tried to get a glance from behind me to see if Italy was there, but my boss was walking in the area and he surely would not approve of that.

People began to try to get into the helicopter that Trump and America just got off of. It was already heavily damaged since it was just shot down, but the Americans seem to want it to be completely destroyed.

Policemen get to the scene just in time to stop a man from pouring some gasoline onto a small fire that still remained. They forced people away from it and many gunshots were heard all around.

That was the day that Trump had been finally taken out of office. However, that was only the beginning of another issue; what to do with him and how we're going to restore America to its former glory.

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I awoke to the anxious soldier from earlier frantically shaking me. "J-Japan, sir, we are under attack! You must wake up!"

I was unable to fully comprehend what the poor boy was saying to me, so he dragged me out of my tent and began to run.

"I-I'm terribly sorry for doing this, but we must evacuate! It's extremely urgent!" There were gunshots nearby. I snapped out of my semi-unconscious state just in time to pull the soldier out of the way of a speeding bullet. The two of us ran to the supplies tent to see other soldiers trying to grab as much food and ammunition as possible to ward off the assailants.

"Soldiers, who is attacking us?" Many of them just shrugged and continued to grab as much stuff as possible, but one of them shouted back.

"It's the British sir!"

I wasn't quite sure how I felt upon hearing that. I had thought that Britain and I were on pretty good terms the last time we spoke, but I suppose not if they are attacking now. Grabbing as much supplies as my arms could carry, I ran with the other soldiers that were fleeing to a nearby base. I heard the gunshots grow closer, as well as some cannons rolling in. Ignoring it for now, I just keep running to safety. After a while, I began noticing that some of the soldiers were wearing different uniforms than the traditional ones I've been seeing around camp. It took me a while to realize that they were German soldiers. They must've set up a camp nearby if they are here right now. One of them grabbed my arm.

"Japan, what are you doing?!" Germany lifted up some of the supplies out of my arms and ran alongside me. "Where are you even running to?!"

"There is a camp nearby in the east. All of the soldiers are heading towards it."

"What camp are you talking about?! The French just took one out in the east a few hours ago!"

That was the first I had heard of any camp being raided. I stopped and turned to Germany, anxiety eating at my old bones. "What do you suggest we do then, wait for the British to shoot us and make our livers into scones?!"

"Japan, come to our camp. We have already directed some of your troops there so they can rest before fighting for your camp back.'

"Germany-san… why are you doing this? We aren't exactly allies right now…"

"Once my boss told me that yours said that he would have you make the final decision, i figured that we would be allies in the next twenty-four hours." A bullet nearly hits Germany's foot, jolting me back to the situation at hand. "Let's just go, we don't exactly have much time!"

The two of us ran faster than I remember moving at any time in my life. Not having so many things in my arms made me capable of running much swifter than before.

Fleeing from the British was tough. There were about a hundred or so casualties on my side, and practically none on Britain's. It took a while to get to Germany's camp since it was quite a few miles away, but when I got there, most of the soldiers from camp were there. Nurses tended to the wounded and other soldiers were setting up extra tents. My boss sees me and walks over.

"Nihon, good to see you made it out alright."

"Likewise, sir."

"I presume that you have already made a decision about the alliance after that incident."

"Hai. I presume you already know my answer, sir."

"If it is that you do want an alliance with the Germans, than yes I do."

"Good. I hope you will tell the Chancellor soon."

"I already have, since it would be a foolish choice to not accept the offer after this. Your tent has already been set up, if you would like to rest for a while. I know that you were just suddenly woken up by Hibiki when the raid began."

"Yes sir. Thank you very much."

My boss left and began talking to some of the generals. I notice that two aren't there; I wondered whether they were wounded or dead.

"Japan." I turned my attention to Germany.

"Hai?"

"I'll show you where your tent is. I saw it being put up as I was leaving to see the damage to your base."

"Ah, thank you Doitsu-san."

The two of us didn't walk for long. I noticed that my tent was closer to the German's half of the camp than any of the other Japanese tent, including my boss's. I thanked Germany and walked in. I had to reorganize a bit, since things just felt out of place, but after that I layed back down and closed my eyes for a moment. The weather was gloomy, with a light rain outside that made me sleepy. There wasn't a lot of movement outside since most people were most likely either resting from the incident or keeping watch for more invasions. I decided that it wouldn't be a bad idea to try to sleep a little bit, and was drifting off just a few moments later.

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