Hey guys~! I've decided to continue this story. So hope you guys enjoy chapter 3 of Germany's Goodbye~ ^^

Warning: OOC Prussia

DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN HETALIA!

After Germany disappeared Prussia stayed in the room for a little while longer dreading when he would have to go out and explain to everyone that Germany was gone. After a few minutes he finally got up and left the room. Prussia stood outside and saw every nation of the world sitting and waiting for news about Germany. With head down he entered. All the nations turned to the door when they heard it open and saw Prussia. They all stood dreading what was going to come out of Prussia's mouth for the albino looked to down for it to be good. Minutes past with no one saying a word and just watching Prussia. Finally, the silence was broken by Hungary.

"Prussia? How's Germany? Is he ok?" Prussia tightened his fists until they went white and tightened his jaw trying to keep himself for breaking down. When he spoke it was broken, forced, and almost like a whisper.

"West is…" He started shaking. "West is gone." Tears started to flow out of his eyes. Everyone stood in silence for the shock of Germany's disappearance. America asked the question they all wanted to know:

"How? He's a country. How did he die from a little crash?"

"You bloody git. You need to remember that we have bodies of humans. The only thing that keeps us in these bodies is the magic that had been placed on us when we were born. But I am curious how he died if the magic is very powerful and ancient. A little crash shouldn't have killed him."

"Yea, a that crash wouldn't have killed him, but… he didn't want to live anymore so the magic weakened and the body couldn't take the damage done and it dissolved."

"You mean-"

"There is no proof that he ever existed except pictures and memories." Many gasped and most everyone cried for the lost of Ludwig.

"Why… Why didn't Germany want to live anymore?" Hungary questioned through her sobs.

"Because…Because he said that he felt that everyone hated… him except for me and Italy and after Italy… Italy stopped talking to him he felt that he shouldn't be… be alive because all he did was cause trouble." Prussia spoke through broken sobs.

"Speaking of Italy, where is he?" Romano asked concerned.

"He was taken to another room."

"Ita-chan must be so depressed." Hungary said.

"No. He isn't." Prussia answered.

"How could he not be depressed him and potato-bastard were very close."

"Because West…Because West... Erased his memories." Everyone in the room gasped.

"What?"

"His last wish was for Italy to never remember him and to have no one mention him around Italy." Prussia looked at them with tears flowing like a river down his eyes and desperation. "Please. I'm begging everyone, please grant West his last dying wish and don't mention West in front of Italy ever. West told me that if Italy wants to remember him, then he'll do it on his own accord not because we were trying to make him. So please, keep West a secret." He went down to his knees, looked to the floor, and with a broken, desperate whisper and sob said "Please."

The nations were shocked that Prussia was begging. Finally the nations looked at each other and nodded. Hungary went to Prussia and put her hand on his shoulder making him look up to him. She smiled slightly.

"We'll keep Germany's existence and death a secret from Ita-chan. For Germany." Prussia looked at the other nations and they all nodded and smiled. He put his head down.

"Danke everyone. Danke." Prussia wiped his tears and got up with Hungary's help.

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Do you guys think I should make a sequel after I finish this story? Tell me in the reviews! Thanks!

-The Nerd