"GERMANY!" Italy cried as he ran to his friend. Germany sighed and opened his arms for the Italian to cuddle into. Italy hugged him and Germany held him protectively.
"What is it now Italy?" Germany asked looking at the Italian.
"The kitty attacked me!" Germany thought about killing the Italian then and there. He stopped himself and sighed.
"Italy... The cat was giving you a kiss. Not attacking you.. Cat's tongues are rough. Not smooth." Germany said as he ran his fingers though the Italian's hair. Italy snuggled up to him with a smile.
"Germany always knows how to calm me down~." Italy sung lightly. "It's like he has known me longer then any one else! Even Mr. Austria and Miss. Hungary!" Italy snuggled him more. To him this was normal. Germany sighed and hugged the Italian closer to him.
"Ja. Ja. It's just because we are friends." Germany said softly. Italy smiled.
"Best friends!" He smiled.
"Now west you have to listen to me..." Prussia said as he walked into his now teenage brothers room. Germany looked back at his brother.
"Can I see Italy yet? My bandages came off. Can I please see Italy? He must be so upset I left him." Germany said. Prussia sighed.
"West... I want'ed to wait a bit longer... Till you grew up more... Italy... He forgot about Holy Rome. He pushed you out of his mind to deal with his broken heart..." Prussia said. Germany turned to him shocked.
"He forgot me!?" He asked mad yet scared at the same time.
"He was heart broken when he was told you died! He feel into a depression and it was the only way for him to smile again. He had to block you out of his mind..." Prussia stated. Germany let his head fall and sighed.
"I can't go back to Italy can I?" Germany asked his brother sadly.
"You will only talk to him as Germany. You are West. You are Germany now. You are my little brother. You are a new person. A new country. Italy can't know Holy Rome didn't die. It might break him all over again. If it's to soon..." Prussia said.
"It's been a hundred years!" Germany said.
"It's to soon. You know Italy... He needs a lot more time.
"Yeah that's what he said but..." Germany covered the Italian with a blanket and walked back to his desk continuing his paper work. "I would love to come back..." Germany said. He sighed and wrote down a few more things.
"WEST!" Prussia yelled as he came running in. Germany stood and hushed him. He pointed to the sleeping Italian. Prussia hushed up and walked over to his brother.
"What?" Germany asked. Prussia looked at the Italian and then back at Germany.
"I think we can tell him." Prussia said. Germany looked up to him.
"What?" He asked shocked.
"It's been hundreds of years west. Italy is closest to you. He must at least some what remember Holy Rome." At the name the small Italian rolled over and whined lightly. Prussia smiled. "See." He pointed out. "You have to talk to Italy." Prussia said. Germany nodded his head and looked at Italy.
"Tomorrow... I'll tell him..." Germany said softly and went back to his work. Prussia smiled.
"I'll be around if you need me." He said and walked back out. Germany stopped his work and looked back at Italy. The small Italian looked so happy in his sleep. Germany just hoped that he didn't bash that happiness into the ground.
