Hello, this is my second story { thou I am still writing one more } and I know I probably still have rotten grammar. So please don't hit me too hard with the criticism. Thank you.

Now for the disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia: Axis Powers. I don't know who does, yep it's still not me.

It is rated M because I'm paranoid. It will have some violence, a lot of coarse language, and a little more than minor suggestive adult themes.

I changed some of the words, but it is still the same story.

Prussia looked across the table at his little brother Germany and his little brother's "friend" Italy as they got ready to eat dinner. Germany and Italy had planned on eating romantic dinner, but Prussia just had to butt in {as usual}. They just started to eat when they heard a great boom from the front door. Then a few more second an even louder noise come from the doorway startling the three of them. At which point they decided that it would be best if Germany was the one to go answer the door since he was the bravest of them.

As Germany approached the door, he could hear his brother trying to comfort Italy who was whimpering behind him. He looked back at them, wishing that he could be the one to comfort Italy, but he had a job to do.

When Germany opened the door he saw the one nation no one wanted to see {his sisters being the only exception} Russia. The first thing that he saw was that Russia was very nervous, looking first to the left, then to the right. He also apparently had someone with him.

"Russia what are you doing here at this time of night?" Russia then proceeded to push his way into the house, stopping only long enough to give his hand to the mysterious cloaked figure behind him. He made his way to the living room not talking to or even looking at his fellow nations. As for the three occupants of the house they just followed them into the room in almost silence {Italy would let out a small whimper from time to time}.

When the trio came into the room they saw Russia and his companion sitting comfortably on the couch. As they came in Russia started to talk. "Come in and sit down, it may take a while to explain what is going on." as he said this he swept his arm toward the chairs across from them. "Thank you so much for allowing me to sit in my own home!" Germany said sarcastically as he and the others sat down. " You are quite welcome." Russia said in all sincerity, not picking up on the sarcasm in Germany voice. " First of all I would like to say I am sorry for disturbing you while you having dinner, and I wouldn't be here if I had a choice, but alas I don't. Let me introduce you to my baby sister Branislava Braginski." As he said this his companion removed the hood of her cloak. All of the nation there thought she was beautiful. She had wheat colored hair that cascaded down to her knees. Her big soft lavender eyes looked like the sky at twilight. Her big luscious lips that almost any man would love to kiss, not to mention her great body. Altogether she had just the right proportions, not too big and not too small. She was wearing traditional Russian clothing, from her multi-colored kichka and sarafans, to her white kosovorotka and valenki. It totally came together nicely. The nation all liked what they saw, but the one who was the most affected by her was Prussia, he could not take his eyes off her, and he didn't know why. As the three were looking at her {read ogling} Russia continued to talk about the why he was there. " You see Germany the reason I have come with Branislava, is to talk with Prussia. The thing is I need someone to take care of her for a while, and the only one I can trust to do it right is you Prussia, no make that Gilbert. You will do this won't you?" That last part sounded more like an order than a request. "So first off, who is she and why does she need to hide so badly?" Prussia asked, as he ignored the not so subtle order coming his way.

"Whatever do you mean?" Russia said as he tried to acted oh so innocently, though it didn't fool anyone in the least. "Russia you know exactly what I mean, so drop the act." Prussia smirked. "O.K. so you do not buy the act. Well for one thing you should know who my sister is by now, but since you do not, what you need to do is open yourself to the collective. You will find her there and hopefully you will find the answer to your second question there too." Russia answered.

Germany and Italy wondered what he had meant by that, but Prussia knew and he turned a horrid shade of green. Even so he did what Russia had said, and looked within himself for the connection to the Soviet Collective that he and the other post-Soviet states still had even after all this time away. What he found there shocked him.

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