Author's note: This the the first story I wrote! I know there are a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes, sorry if you find it hard to read... English is my second language(my native language is Chinese),so please forgive my mistakes.

'thoughts'

"talking"

I love her. That is all I can remember when I look at her, when I talk to her, when I laugh with her. I truly love her, with both my heart and mind. I would do anything for her, I would kill for her, I would die for her.

Is that why I feel the pain right now? Is that why I feel like ten million knifes stabbing me right now? Prussia looked at an old photo of young him and a tomboy Hungary, a lonely tear come off his ruby eye.

'How could you? Why? WHY?' Another tear came down, Prussia wiped it off immediately. Prussia walked up close to the fire place, planning to throw the photo in the angry fire. He pushed his arm just above the fire and dropped the photo.

'no! no!' at the second when he drop his photo, he quickly push the photo back to his hand and held it tightly.

This is the seventh time he tried to get rid of it. He tried everything, dumping it at a garbage, throwing knifes at it, dumping it into a bucket of water , and now burning it. Each time, he'll go back, he'll want it back. The photo, the only thing he has left of her.

Prussia walk slowly to the couch and let his body fall, the softness of the couch make him relax little. He remember everything, all the memories with her, he remember what happened sixty years ago, he remember she chose him over him.

That day was painful, more painful then being stabbed or being killed. Watching the love of your life getting married to someone else is nothing like physical pain, putting the fake smile on your face , saying farewell to your love and never turning back again.

And then the war, the painful war. He wanted beat Austria badly, he wanted to kill him. When Prussia thought of the marriage, he make himself believe that Austria force Hungary married him and Hungary have no choice. Prussia is winning, beating Austria up like a piece of dirt, then Hungary came. Hungary came and fight along side with Austria, she fight and kill his men. Prussia's hurt, he couldn't believe his eyes. At the end, Prussia win, but he lose his heart and his mind. 'Hungary betrayed me.' that line keep repeating on his head during the war.

Sixty years had passed, the pain had slowly buried deep inside his heart. Prussia know, he knows West and Italy is worry about him. Every once in a while they visit him, Prussia is glad they come. They will laugh and drink together, Prussia will laugh and show off how awesome he is and act like nothing had happened. But when it getting late, they'll be gone, leaving him alone with the lonely house.

On the emotional scale, anger always came after sadness. After years and years of thinking how she left him, he began to get mad. No, he's pissed. Prussia's angry, he's pissed Hungary left, pissed about her choosing some stupid nerd, pissed about fighting against him, what pissed the most is Hungary ignore all those happy years with him and leaves him for an idiot.

The sound of knocking travel through his brain, he jump and get up quickly. Prussia scan through the room and wiped his face to get rid of any evidence showing he cried or got upset. He hid his old photo in his coat and walked up to the door.

'Maybe West and Italy brought more beer with them this time.' Prussia mind went back to the last time when West and Italy came and drink til the house ran out. He smiled at himself and opened the door.

"He-" something is wrong, at first he caught the sight of the maid outfit, then the long wavy brown hair, and last her green forest eyes.

Hungary, standing in front of him, emotionlessly stared back at him in the eyes. Prussia is lost the words he was about to say, and didn't know what to do. He slam the door shut. Prussia is out of his mind, the person who has been in his head over sixty years was just standing in front of him. Hungary. Is. Back. Those words have repeat in his mind over and over til his heart have finally understand what's going on. At first Prussia is happy, he waited sixty years, dreaming about today, dreaming how she's coming back, coming back to him. But after two second, his heart became full of anger, he waited that long just to see her. Hungary teamed up with Austria and attacked him. The old Hungary is gone, his Hungary is gone.

Another knock came from the door, Prussia didn't know what to do, should he open the door? He don't want Hungary to think he's some kinda cowered but he don't wanna face her even thought he dreamed about this day.

Prussia slowly open the door. Hungary, standing there, looking a little pissed. Prussia not knowing what to do, stayed quiet from a few minutes. Hungary took a deep breath.

"Hi." A simple word, the first word they exchanged in sixty years. Prussia didn't know what to do or what to say. Prussia kept silent and looked everywhere but at her.

"Are you going to invite me in?" Hungary broke the silent once more. Prussia was surprised how she can talk so easily. His anger started to boil.

"You think I would let an enemy into my house?" Prussia's word come out hard and cold. He looked up to see her face and surprised how her face expression didn't change.

Hungary knows,she knew she would get yelled at. She know she deserved it after she betrayed Prussia, but she wanted Prussia back now that the war was over. The reason she fought along side Austria was because she knew he was gonna lose against Prussia and Austria is a great friend of hers. Now that the war was over and the marriage is done, she wants Prussia back, and she knows it's not gonna be easy.

They stood there for ten minutes or so, stared(or glared in Prussia's case) at each other. Prussia got tired and walked back into his house, leaving the door open. Hungary hesitated for a moment and followed him in.

Prussia went into the living room and picked up a book, ignoring Hungary. He sat down, began to read and glared hard at the page. Hungary didn't know what to do, she sit down at the other side of the sofa and looking down at her fingers.

Prussia keep glare at the book, but he have no idea whats going on. His mind keep racing with thoughts popping out. A big part of him want to scream at her and slap her, another part want to hold her close and kiss her. No. He can't do either, if he did one or both, he know he's gonna regret it for the rest of his life.

"Why are you here?" Prussia glance at Hungary. Surprise at the question, Hungary began to panic.

"I'm here because I want to see you." Hungary whisper quietly. The room began goes silent except for the ticking grandfather clock. Prussia got annoyed at the sound of the ticking.

"You saw me, now go home to your nerd." Prussia mumble.

"I'm sorry." Hungary began to play with her hair, showing a sigh of nervousness.

"What are you sorry for?" Prussia said in a nasty voice" For leaving me? For marrying someone else? For fighting a war against me? For breaking my heart?" Each word is louder then, before he knew it, he was shouting off the top of his lungs.

Hungary sat there and stopped playing with her hair. She covered her face, a tear drop fall down, then another. Prussia stood there, breathing in and out hard, trying to catch his breath. He look down and saw Hungary crying. He feel bad about it, but he needed to get it off his chest and she needed to know what she had done to him.

"I... want you... back..." Hungary said between her sniffs.

"Just what do you think I am? You think I'm just a stupid toy? Once you get bored of me, you throw me away and go find another. But now you miss me, you want me back and act like nothing is wrong and everything is just fine." Prussia is pissed, all the emotions from those sixty years had finally come out loud and clear.

"I...really am...sorry..." Hungary chock those words out between sniffs again.

"Sixty year! You left me for sixty years! Never once you visit me or wrote me, you even fought me in war! Am I really that forgettable? Or are you too happy with your good for nothing husband?" Prussia use his nasty voice again. The moment when Prussia talk about Austria, Hungary's anger began to rise.

"I'm sorry! I know I shouldn't fight against you, but Austria need help! I can't just sit there and see my friend got beaten up like a piece for shit!" Hungary yelled back, showing him that she's not small and weak.

Hearing that made Prussia want to slap her, hard. He put his hand into a fist so he can control himself. " So you choose to marry him and fight against me? Is that it?" Prussia's voice turn from nasty to cold. Hungary can feel the goose bumps, but she knows there is no sign of being afraid showing on her face.

"No, I just don't want my friend to die." Hungary said standing up straight and tall, but she knows her voice is giving it away, showing that she is afraid.

Prussia didn't know what do or say anymore, so he give Hungary a final look at then walked out the room and started to walk upstairs.

This is it so far! I adore this couple, they're so kawaii! I keep writing bad things about Austria, but I love Austria! He's so cute, I just need to write bad stuff about him to make the story better. The ending is kinda crappy though... I wish I have a better ending but I can't think of a good way to end! The next chapter might come out next mouth or so.