Prussia P.O.V

So that's what happened to Spain. I knew most of the story, but it was different hearing it from Spain. He always describes it in more detail than expected.

A flicker from the projector catches our attention before two Spains pop onto the projector screen. One, wearing a pirate's outfit, is draped around the Spain that's wearing his military uniform. A low growl comes out of me and Birdie grabs my arm, scared I might do something stupid, like break the projector to get to Dark Spain.

"So what do you think, Spain? I've shown you your past and their future without you. What will you do?"

Spain is shaking, he's alone, and none of us can help him defeat this monster. He brings his head down, hair shielding his face.

"I-I was okay with dying, but Prussia is right, not like this. Not with that future. Roma isn't supposed to be-"

"-Dead? Broken? Suicidal? Poor, naïve Spain, how could you not tell? With you out of the picture, nobody is there to protect your little henchman. He has nobody to love him and keep him off the edge. Without you he's nothing!"

Romano's eyes widen, as Dark Spain harshly laughs, before a brunette blur tackles him.

"You son of a bitch!"

A punch lands on Dark Spain's face. All our attention is focused on him and Spain.

"You planned this didn't you? This was your plan all along!"

Spain is flipped, head hitting the floor with a loud noise making me wince. I watch as he is put in a stranglehold by his counterpart. Dark Spain leans down to Spain's ear.

"You're right, I did plan this. I've always hated the kid, and thought it made more sense for there to only be one Italy. I want him dead! I never understood why you loved him. I thought it was so disgusting, I was only using you as a pawn to kill him, but then decided I might as well kill you too!"

Spain growls and knees the other between his legs, regaining the upper hand as his eyes flash with an understanding, lost on the rest of us. He punches the other repeatedly, screaming as he hurts the other.

"I love him for every reason you don't! Two Italies was always meant to be. He's caring, stubborn, and not afraid to be himself. I love everything about him. "

Spain draws back before his arm prepares itself for a bigger punch aimed at the one beneath him.

"Most of all, I love Romano because he's not YOU!"

Dark Spain glitches at the last punch, and when he's back to normal, Rome is in his place, glaring at Spain.

"I've always couldn't stand you. As a kid, and one of my underlings, the only way I could get you to listen is if you could play or take care of that brat. You were so spoiled and rude, I couldn't stand it, so I refused to give you what you wanted. Yet you still manage-"

"-To kick your sorry ass, old man? Yeah, I'm pretty good at that."

I glance at Romano, to see him glaring at the screen, while Italy just stares wide-eyed at the screen. He is taking everything in, but not processing it at all.

Suddenly, Rome kicks Spain off him and Spain flies across the screen, landing with an "oof" before he's put into a stronger stranglehold.

"I'm going to kill you for good, Spain! Then, I'll come back and destroy my mistake and kill that freak you call friend!"

He didn't mean me, did he? No way in hell is he going to win, but Spain doesn't look too hot. He was gasping and clawing uselessly as air isn't allowed through. Oh…no…

The next thing I know the screen cuts off and a glow of light is appearing next to Spain's body. I stand and walk towards is as Rome appears in front of me.

Rome grins as he sees my glare, but he pales when the crowd of countries closes in, some crowding around Romano, just in case. Romano pushes out of the bubble, looking as scary as Russia, just like the awesome me. I'm certain I look terrifying with my eyes glaring, and a scowl put on my normally smirking face.

"What's with that look, Prussia? Nothing personal, but I'll kill you before you even touch me."

I chuckle shallowly as I cock my gun, not believing Rome has anything on me. I'll beat him before he even has a chance.

"You're the reason one of my best friends is dead. I won't go easy on you."

"Isn't it the opposite? I believe I'm the one with a bigger chance at killing a weakling like you. Plus, I need to make this fast. I still have to kill a certain nuisance."

I snarl before aiming my revolver at Rome's heart. Spain loved Romano and no matter how much that Italian yelled at me and loathed me, I was going to kill this bastard before he even has a chance to hurt me or Romano.

"You're dead."

BANG!

Everything's white before changing into a World meeting, filled with great civilizations, empires, and countries, dead or alive. China's there, next to Germania and my little brother Holy Roman Empire is there, too. He's Germany now, but I still remember him as Holy Rome.

"You did well, Prussia."

I turn until I'm facing Germania, behind him is Spain. Germania's lips are twitching, straining to show the hint of a smile, but Spain is grinning ear-to-ear.

"We'd like to reward you for what you've done."

I whirl around until I meet Ancient Greece's gaze. I smile wearily before bowing. I'm too awesome to be scorned about how I acted by West. Plus, I would like to keep my beer privileges for a while longer.

"What is it that you desire Prussia? Riches? Power? You're status back?" I shake my head

"That all sounds appealing….But it isn't worth it."

All the countries exchange glances, certain I would want one of those things.

"It's not worth it if I don't have my friend beside me. It- It isn't awesome to leave a friend behind."

Many laugh, but Ancient Egypt silences them with a raised hand.

"So what you're saying is you want to bring Spain back instead of gaining back your status as a nation?"

I scoff and change my stance, no more mister nice guy now.

"Did you just not hear the awesome me? Ja, I want mien fruend back!"

All the nations sigh, I haven't changed at all since I was here last. When I lost my status as a nation.

"Then your wish will be granted."

Awesome.

I can't believe Prussia did that, giving up a chance to become a nation again for me. I'll owe him for that.

Bright light streams through my closed eyelids and a gentle pressure on my stomach makes me realize I'm back, causing me to groan before opening my eyes. All the countries surround my body, but I only have eyes for one. My hand strokes through auburn hair and I realize the Italia is almost asleep as he slowly opens hazel eyes.

A hiccup leaves him and he tightens his grip on me."

"D-don't ever do that again, damn bastard."

"I missed you too, Roma."

"Did you mean it? That you loved me?"

His curl twitches and I chuckle barely keeping my thought of how cute he looked from being voiced aloud.

"Of course Roma, Boss never lies."

Romano smiles as he looks back up to me.

"I love you too…tomato bastard."

I smile widely before wrapping my arms loosely around Romano, too tired to do much else. Romano glances up at me as I struggle to contain a yawn.

"Let's take a nap, bastard. And don't think I'm using you as a place to sleep just because I like you. I'm just tired and it's your damn fault, so you need to make up for it."

I nod as he adjusts himself on top of me.

"Si, let's take a siesta together."