Pairings: Prussia x Hungary, Austria x Hungary, Prussia x my character.

A/N: What's this? My own characters that aren't OCs? That's right, the one being paired with Prussia is actually a pairing me and my friend created. Some of the characters (the unheard of mostly) are also in a manga I'm working on (or trying to). They'll be referred by their country name (that I also made up) and normal name, just like the canon characters of Hetalia.

Also, for those wondering about the chapter titles, TGPN is short for Prussia's signature diary entry "Tori gatsu piyo nichi". Creative, huh?

Many miles away, a country was preparing to wage war against an empire that stood against its glory. Prussia's ruby eyes glittered with anticipation as he paced back and forth his room floor, occasionally glancing out the window watching the rays of the big star sink into the horizon.

"I should not think of him to attack tomorrow in zhe day. Still, it is rather unusual to think he vould try to tonight." He shook his head. "Already he has claimed major parts of mein territory. All but one, that is. Either way it doesn't matter, I vill always have zhe last laugh. Kesesesese!"

A solider knocked on his door and peeked into his room.

"Preußen, the king is vondering if you are sure about going through vith zhe plan."

Prussia didn't turn to face the soldier, but instead stood in front of the window. The sun crept lower and lower as if threatening to take away all light in the world from him.

"Of course I am, I am zhe awesome Prussia! Und I vill not go down so easily! Nein! Not without a proper fight!" He whirled around causing his Prussian blue cloak to flutter in the created breeze. "If it's a war he vants, zhen it's a war he'll get."

"Right! I vill tell this to him!" Quickly, he left without another word.

Prussia walked over to his bed and sat down, pondering the next move he would make. Everyone knew that the night was his enemy's greatest ally. Being hidden in the darkness, their army would slaughter his men the first chance they got. That's why he had to think hard and play smart. It takes one to tap dance, but two to waltz and the waltz they were about to do was a deadly one. A single slip up could mean the downfall of one and the success of the other. Prussia wasn't ready to accept the fact that he could be the one falling nor was he ready to succumb to a great power such as his. Why should he? He was too awesome for that.

Though their nations have fought many times (four times on his land and once on his foe's to be exact) Prussia had never been face to face with his enemy. Tonight that was about to change. Tonight destiny will shine down upon him. Tonight he will give it his all in a win-lose situation. And he made sure that losing wasn't an option.

For the second time a knock was heard and Prussia slowly lifted his head. His heart skipped a beat and leapt into his throat as the king stood in the doorway.

"Old Man Fritz! What are you doing here I thought you'd be preparing for tonight?"

He gave the Prussian man a weak smile.

"That's what I've done. I came to tell you personally zhat you have a visitor, Preußen."

"A visitor, eh? Vell, send them in so they can be zhe company of zhe awesome me!"

Frederick nodded and motioned to the side. Hungary stepped from the halls and into Prussia's room, all dressed and ready for a fight. For some reason (he'd rather not try to explain), Prussia felt belittled and not overjoyed like usual at the sight of her.

"Hungary? Vhat are you doing here?" He half questioned and half growled.

"I came to help you in the war!" She smiled.

He laughed cruelly at her and gently waved his hand.

"You're funny, my dear."

"I'm not joking," her face suddenly went from cheerful to serious, "you need me."

"Ja, right. Look, I know you got all prettied up to see me, but I don't need your help. I'm perfectly fine doing this on my own."

"Prussia, I'm serious! Do you have any idea of who you're going up against?"

A wave of rage swept over him, but he kept it inside and forced himself to not snap at her. Well, not too much anyways.

"Of course I do we've been in this war for a year now! Don't you go und bring my awesomeness down by trying to say I can't handle this." A black hole then opened in his chest. "Besides, don't you have that stupid aristocrat to look after?"

Now it was Hungary's turn to hold in her irritation and the urge to punch him in the face for mocking her ex-husband. Her voice shook with the strain of attempting to keep her sharp tongue on a leash, and Prussia could see her struggle. Walking up to her, he softly placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Trust me, I can do this. Have faith zhat zhe awesome me will rise und I will!"

"I do, it's just that... " Her emerald eyes burned into his ember ones, "what if you lose? I can't bear to see you be defeated. Not like this."

This was the closest he has been to her since they were children (as well as the first non-awkward moment they've had in a while prior to those times). A small fire sparked to life within and it shown on his now blushing face. He wanted to get closer, even if it was just a little, just to smell her sweet scent one last time before he went off into the battlefield, but the thought of making things weird for her made his stomach turn with uncertainty. Instead he settled with giving her a smirk and punched her arm in a friendly way as he stepped away from her.

"Und you won't have to! Vhen I defeat him I promise we will go und celebrate with West, okay?"

Hungary wasn't completely sure but she nodded anyways. The least she could do was save his fragile ego from shattering into a million tiny pieces. With that she quickly gave Prussia a hug and stood before him.

"Just be careful. Who knows what he could be up to."

Prussia's grin didn't disappear. After she left, he took care of any other duties he needed done before resigning to his diary. This entry would be most meaningful as it might be the last he could ever get the spirit to write.

"Ore-sama Nikki, tori gatsu piyo nichi. Today, I feel awesome, though not as much as I expected. To be honest, I can't help but be a bit nervous for tonight's fight. This could determine mein fate. Do I go on living ruled by my accord? Or will I be forced to live under a new ruler? I guess the only way to know would be to fight with all my strength and hope for the best. Hungary came by today and offered to help me in this hell of a war. However, I turned her down because I thought needed to do this on my own. If you don't see another entry then you know the outcome and how foolish I was to let my pride take over my mouth.

But will I roll over and beg for mercy? Will I give in to being taken over? Nein, not now, not ever. He can take me apart piece by piece until there is nothing left, but I will not bow. Nien, I will never bow. I will stand tall and give it all I got. Berlin is one of my only hopes of motivation now, and I swear I will protect her as I protected West in his time of need. She means the world to him, to the both of us actually, so I can't let mein bruder down. He would just crumble into pieces if he found that I let her fall into that bastard's grasp."

"Are you ready, Preußen?" Frederick asked.

Prussia jumped as the voice of his king rang in his ears. "Huh? Oh, right. I'll be out in a second."

"Now I must go, my people are calling for my awesome guidance to victory. If I don't make it back, I want whoever is reading this to show this to Hungary. I've meant to tell her something that I haven't gotten the courage to say to anyone because I've never had to before. Even though I know she still likes that pampered princess Austria (I know she'll be mad at me for calling him that), I want her to know that-"

Suddenly, the siren began to scream in alarm and soldiers ran through out his home. Prussia sprang to his feet and drew out his sword, leaving his sentence unfinished. The fight had begun and this time his enemy ambushed him. This wasn't turning out good the first round, but Prussia was determined to settle the scores once and for all. He dashed out of his room hoping he wasn't too late. Hoping, wishing, pleading he wasn't too late to help his people in their darkest hour.

A/N: Well! That was the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed it! Also, just so you all know, this story isn't really based off of real history, which would explain why Frederick the Great is alive at the same time Germany exists in this story.