I don't own anything or anyone except for my secret character :D The background on him/her will be all clear in the next chapter. P.S. no this character is not a Mary Sue type. Promise. :D For now...enjoy :)

Chapter 1

The volleyball bounced off the walls and rolled until it came to a stop at the tall, muscular, handsome blonde instructor's feet. He sighed, picked it up, and walked back across the gym to the next person in line. He growled, "It's your turn, Italy!"

"Ve~ Just you watch, I'm going to own this thing!"

Germany rolled his eyes and tossed the ball upwards. Italy eyed it but as soon as it came down, he shrieked and cowered behind the waiting instructor. Germany sighed and picked up the ball again. The new training program hadn't changed anything so far, but Germany wasn't going to give up with out a fight.

Austria nervously stepped up to the serving position. He groaned, and hit the ball. It soared high...and ran into the net. "Dummkoph! That is unacceptable!"

"Have some mercy! And you can't talk to me like that!"

Germany eyed him. "I can call you what I please until you beat me. China, you're next!"

"I will dominate, aru!"Germany tossed it to China who volleyed it back. They kept on until Germany spiked it, winning the match.

Hungary smiled and called out, "Germany? You have a young lady visitor!"

Prussia's and France's eyes lit up, but Germany's darkened. "A. Young. Lady?" He tried to protest, but Hungary had already ushered in the guest.

The guest was 5'4 and had a blossomed figure of a girl for eighteen which fit because she was eighteen. Beautiful locks of shoulder-length brown hair which had a gold tint to it framed her heart-shaped face. Her eyes were glittery blue, the same shade as Germany's though they had a mischievous twinkle to them like Prussia. She had a wide mouth, but it wasn't a thin line like Germany's. Prussia's eyes widened in recognition.

"Kesesese~" He ran and embraced the stranger. Why? Because he knew her. How? Because he was given care of this lady when she was small. Who was she? Emma Yvonne Beilschmidt: the sister they hadn't seen in since since she was eleven.

Germany stammered, "Take a ten minute bre-"

Prussia shook his head. "Go on home, just be sure to come back tomorrow!"

To Germany's dismay, they crowded around the newcomer. Prussia grabbed her hand and said, "MAKE WAY FOR THE AWESOME ONE AND HIS AWESOME FRIEND!" They obliged, because that was they first time Prussia had called someone awesome. "I promise she'll come back!" He shooed them out of the way. "We'll chat in the office, come on West."

Once the door was shut, Prussia laughed long and hard. "I can't believe it's you!"

"I can't either!" She laughed with him. She hugged Prussia and started to rapidly speak German, showing her happiness.

Germany looked at her. "Who...are you?"

She swiveled to meet him. "It's me, Emma! Ich heisse Emma!"

Luddy's eyes misted over and she ran to him. She extended her arms and they embraced. He hugged her tightly and she clung to him. "I missed you Luddy." He smelled her hair and replied with unshed tears in his eye, "Ich habe dich vermisst, Emma. (I missed you too, Emma)."

Prussia, unimpressed with them, ate Emma's leftover wurst and drank the last of her beer, a gift from Hungary. A knock at the door sounded and Prussia stepped outside. Emma and Germany still embraced, finally together again. Emma sighed and stepped back. "You look very handome, Luddy. Opa would be proud of you, bruder."

He stiffened. "Why are you here?"

"I wrote in my letter that I'd come! Didn't you get it?"

"Nein." That darn Prussia... he thought. "Let's take you home."

"After I beat you in volleyball!"

"In your dreams, Schwester!" Prussia called out.

They fought fierce and hard and finally went to Germany's house. Italy was living with Romano for the weekend, so Emma got Italy's bedroom. "Guten Nacht." She called out.

"Guten Nacht!"

"Guten Nacht."