A/N: So.. Yeah! I decided to continue with this, because a lot of you wanted me to! Ans I thought it'd be fun to continue this =)

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any characters used in this story. All of that belongs to Hima.

Trigger Warnings: Depression

It had been 28 years since he'd last seen Prussia. People tried to flee from one side to the other back before Berlin wall was built. The time the wall had been built was the last time he saw his brother. He could still remember his face as if he were standing right in front of him. Sadness, fear, betrayal.. But, those eyes had been the ones Germany had stared at for as long as he could remember. For that reason, he also saw hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, he would make it back.

It was October 14th, 1989. Germany exited his room, stopping to stare at the room that had the name "PRUSSIA" written across it in big block letters. He couldn't bring himself to take them down. He shook his head, walking down stairs only to see a big mess. Germany sighed, and began to clean up. After he was done, he decided it was about time to go outside. His country still needed him, Prussia there or not. The blonde walked around town, getting many greetings and stares.

"C'mon! Don't be afraid! We've got to bring it down, people!" Germany snapped his attention to the owner of the voice. He walked over to the girl handing out flyers, and she handed him own, smiling in determination. Germany looked at the paper. "LET'S BRING DOWN BERLIN WALL!" It read in large letters, and in smaller letters it stated more that we could to do rebel against it. Germany looked at the girl, "...You have a lot of courage, doing this. You could get killed," he said, his eyebrows furrowing.

The girl simply nodded, her smile turning into a frown, "My brother is in there, sir. I won't give up when there's even the slightest chance that we can see each other again." Germany looked at the girl in awe, a small smile gracing his lips. "I'll help," he said. The girl grinned, "Oh, thank you, sir!" Germany simply nodded and walked off, telling people to go talk to the girl on the way. He reached the wall, staring at it for what seemed like hours. The gray wall filled with graffiti seemed to be mocking him.

Germany glared daggers at it, clenching his teeth, "I'll get you out, Bruder," he said in determination, "No matter what it takes, I will bring this wall down."