Disclaimer: I own nothing. XD

Warnings: Use of "bad" language (really, what is bad language nowadays?)

Use of human names. ( I tend to use human name and country name a lot)

No yaoi this time, sorry. (I know I usually write smut but there isn't any in here so if you wanted to read yaoi, du won't find et here sorry. *hands you a doujinshi* have fun. ;D)

ON WITH THE SHOW! \O/

Ch. 1 ~Prelude~

Its not how you are remembered, but you are remembered. Its what you leave behind for the world so see when you are gone. What will I leave behind? How will I be remembered, and what will I be remembered for? Gilbert put down his pen in thought. A moocher, he thought dully. He closed his journal and set it back on the shelf. There must be something I can do, as Fritz told me, "Its never too late to change your ways." Gilbert made his way to his bed and lay there, thinking of how he could make his mark n the world, long after he was gone.

Thenext morning, Gilbert woke up and began it the usual, "Awesomely Pissing Off West." This was usually a prank where the result would lead to an irate blonde German, who would end up throwing out the older brother for the day. Once out of the house, the Prussian would prey on the next unfortunate victim who happend to walk by. today's prank: The Awesome Me and the Lamest Hair Gel Ever. The task: to covertly switch the contents of the hair gel belonging to the stick-in-the-mud brother, with rubber cement. Gilbert crept into the room on light footing, knowing the slightest creek of wood would alert the light sleeping German. He stealthily stalked into the connecting bathroom and made a soundless exchange. With the deed done, he picked his way out of the room and booked it to the kitchen to fake his innocence.

With breakfast underway, he could hear his brother waking up and starting his daily routine. Prussia smirked to himself when Ludwig made his way down the stairs, clearly unaware of the switch.

"Guten Morgen West. I'm making your favorite~"

"Oh Gott, what did you do now?"

Ludwig poured himself a cup of coffee, sniffing it first to make sure its contents were pure and not containing some other mystery substance like yesterday.

"West, that's 100% coffee. Reallly, you could have a little more trust in me."

His brother gave him a flat, and clearly annoyed expression.

"I would, but your pranks and overall actions have proved that's a bad idea."

The silverette frowned. Okay, his brother deserved the paste in his hair today. He scowled has he finished making breakfast.

It was a silent breakfast, and Gilbert had to keep his mouth full to keep from laughing. His brother obviously caught on to the Prussian's antics and questioned him again.

"Osten, really what did you do? You only make food to try to soften me up. What was it this time?"

"Nothing. *dramatic sigh* We go through this every morning west. I didn't do anything."

"I know you did. You say the same thing every morning, and every morning you do something bad."

Ludwig sighed and ran his hand through his hair, well tried to before it got stuck.

"Verrdamit Puroisen! I knew you did something! I knew it! Really for once you could act responsible and not like a child. Seriously, you should man up for once in your life and do something productive instead of leeching off me and pulling these stupid pranks! Osten, I've had it with your games!"

Germany eyed the clock, and it clearly said there wasn't any time to remove the paste on his head before work. He got up and stormed out of the house, leaving Gilbert alone at the table. Not feeling hungry anymore, he collected the dishes and began washing them. As he did, he thought back on journal. A leech, he thought, thinking back on the last few lines in his journal. He sighed. It was true. Since the fall of his country, he had done nothing but cling to his younger brother. His brother did do more than he had to for his sibling, and yet all he got in return was pranks and sarcasm. Even Gilbert knew his brother's patience had a limit, and that limit was close, considering the lecture he was given today. "Be productive". Jobs are lame-ass excuses for people who aren't as Awesome as me. He grinned and thought of jobs that would be Awesome enough for his standards. Unfortunately the is nothing better than "Ruler of the World" and somehow he didn't think he'd get enough votes. He looked out the window and saw storm clouds forming, and after a terrible cold he had suffered due to getting caught in the rain a few weeks back, he figured it would be wise to stay indoors today.

Flopping down on the couch, the Prussian began channel surfing. It was the same mundane programs, and the same depressing news. It was all about bad stocks, embezzling scandals, and more tension between governments. Today's world is too caught up in itself. What happend to the good old days were a battle, a fair mono-to-mono fight would be enough to settle our disputes. The victor would carry on and the loser would be left behind, miles away in the dust. He changed the channel again and again. It was nothing but talk shows of depressing and bizarre family matters, and over dramatic soap operas that had cheesy acting and even worse casting. Finally he settled on an old James Bond movie. Now that would make an Awesome job. Sneaking around, taking on 30 men at once with just a penknife and a gun with 3 bullets. Or even more Awesome, the same men with only a fork. He smirked and thought about different situations in with he would he an Awesome spy. It the occurred to him why not? Surely he had enough experience fighting. He killed people with just his sword centuries ago, and he knew how so shoot a gun. He was pretty good in bar fights, well he had to be, France wasn't particularly good at protecting himself and Antonio had almost always sweet talked his way out and watched it unfold with an irate Italian on his lap. He proved earlier this morning that he could sneak around, sure it was only his brother, but that stiff was a very light sleeper. Years of awakening the younger brother just by a simply audible breath had taught him to learn patience and how to keep silent while making his way around.

That's why he was sitting in the lobby of a place only the nations themselves and a few people knew existed. On the carpet in front on him was a crest with the words HUMANITARY PEACE COVERT SOCIETY printed around it. The lobby itself was quiet as Prussia was the only one in there besides the secretary a the front desk. Two thick oak doors were beside the desk and seemed to be the only source of color in the grayscale room. Even the female secretary' herself provided no color, he hair was dark brown and she was rather pale with a black blazer. Her desk was blank except for a desktop and a simple black phone. Suddenly phone rang on the desk. She stopped typing and answered the phone, and nodded as she hung up the phone. as she set it down she addressed the silverette.

"Please enter through the doors. Mr. Herald will see you now. Welcome to HPCS or as you'll come to call it, Infinity, Mr. Beilschmit"

So WOO HOO for another story~! Yay. XD Nao I know last time it took forever to update, but I actually have it all done and it's already typed! I just need to upload et for you guys. =^ ^= So, ja this story ist what happens when mein laptop ist broken and I decide to have an MGS marathon. For you non-gamers MGS stands for Metal Gear Solid, du know that Awesome game where you sneak around and kill bad guys. =w = Ja love that game. ;A ; But I don't have a PS3 so I can't play MGS4. Boo. =3= I heard the cut scenes are really really long. Ox O But I still wanna play et. I wanna know what happens. SHH! DUN TELL ME! XD Lol. But ja with this story I'll have them uploaded in like a week. XD Like I said, they are all typed up and ready to go. And it is a rather short story, only 11 short chapters. Its amazing how small 3 notebook pages look like a paragraph on the computer. XD; I had to had/ change a few things from what I originally wrote, so I hope it still sound good. OH JA I ALMOST FORGOT! There ist nein yaoi in this story. WHAT! Ja, du heard me, nein yaoi. Compared to mein last story, this ist like clean, super clean. XD The only mentions of yaoi might be between Germany and Italy, and that's even if you want there to be some. This ist just mainly about Prussia, being Awesome. XD And I think I typed waaay too much to put this at the top so *cuts and pastes to the bottom* There. It will let you read the story faster. XD So thank you to all who have read this first chapter, hope you like et~! 3

As before, I'll try to post everyone's name who reviews and/or comments in the following chapters, but I kinda want this up fast, so I'll prolly add an extra chapter in here for fun *already thinking of the bonus Gilbird chapter* where I'll answer comments, concerns, reviews, ect. Kinda like an excuse to give shout outs. =' w '=

Danke again for reading!

~Pru-ko