Yay! I have returned! Little break since I had Civics exams -_-

Here Chapter 3! A little bit angsty btw...

~Same soul that I've believed in~

Prussia had arrived a his "new home". He felt groggy since he pretty much slept most of the way home. He collapsed on the bed in his room, thinking about his last words to Canada, wishing they weren't true. 'What if nothing changes and I'm stuck in this unawesome shit hole?' He thought as tears began to return, but quickly wiped them away 'This isn't like me to cry! Gott I really can't control myself!' He rested his head on the pillow behind him. It was awfully uncomfortable, but he slept on it anyway.

Where am I?

It's too dark...hello?

'Is anyone there?'

What? Canada?

'Hello? Please answer me!'

'...' I can't speak...

'Okay then...ignore me'

NO!

~and missed in my lonely life~

Canada woke up sweating. He checked the the clock near his bedside. 2:30am. He flopped back into bed. 'What a strange dream, now I can't sleep'. The Canadian got up from his bed in the hotel room. He still had work to do in Germany so he wasn't leaving until a few weeks, since was a part of the Berlin Wall project. He went to prepare breakfast, still in his boxers, and started the radio.

"This is a warning to all the people of Berlin. As you know, the borders line of East and West are now in effect. A wall has begun to form by workers. Please head for your families now!"

Canada eyes widened. "The project wasn't supposed to start so early...". He rushed his clothes on and ran out of his room, knocking furiously next door. A click was heard, then,

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" A shocked and sleepy eyed England was at the other side.

"What do you mean Canada?" The younger blond rolled his eyes

"You know what I'm talking about, the early construction work being done right now!" England let out a sigh "We didn't tell you because I knew how it would effect you...I'm so-"

"DON'T 'I'M SORRY' ME! BULLSHIT!" He had never been so mad before, England looked at him surprised. "Canada ple-" Before he could finish, Canada stormed off down the stairs.

~Same fight we could do I hoped,~

Canada walked solemnly and in silence down the street of West Berlin. His focus was the wall.

~For the genuine justice~

Prussia was told by Russia that they were to help build 'the second fence' in the Berlin wall project. Since Russia's place wasn't as advanced as the other ex-Allies, he worked bare handed in the cold of early autumn. His hand began to callus, making building the wall even more uncomfortable. Spectators watched as they were split from their families and workplaces. The only thing that Prussia thought was that a struggle for survival was coming. He let his gaze wander from picking up bricks to see a man attempt to cross the border, only to be shot in the head by a Soviet sniper. His eyes, as tired as they were, widened, half disgusted, half scared.

"Children that don't follow the rules, will be punished"

Prussia felt his being jump as Russia had appeared behind him. He signed and ignored his presence to continue building.

"HEY!"

He looked up hearing a familiar voice.

~Can you stay with me?~

Canada panted as he saw the wall, almost done but with a gap, where Prussia was currently lifting stone.

"Hey Prussia! Catch!"

A small parcel was thrown over with accuracy, but not for his fortune, it ended in Russia's line of fire. He caught the parcel and let out a chuckle

"Oh? And what would this be little Canada?"

"Russia, give that to Prussia now!"

"Why should I?" The taller nation teased the slightly shorter one.

"Don't worry it's not a bomb, it's something personal" His violet glare matched the cheery stare of ignorant nation.

"Alright then, I'll trust you" Russia dropped the parcel on the ground allowing Prussia to take it.

"Dan-" His thanks was cut off by a swift kick to his back "No talking Prussia, it's a rule"

"DON'T HURT HIM YOU BASTARD!" Russia was quite surprised by the usually silent nation's out burst, Prussia even looked at him oddly.

He let out an annoyed sigh, "Fine," and he walked off.

Prussia and Canada looked at each other, one with a tired almost dead look, the other with sympathy but still mad gaze.

"I love you Prussia"

The silverette smiled genuinely "Ich liebe dich Mattie"

Canada looked up, checking that great clock on the Soviet side of the wall, tears streaming rapidly,

It was 8:00am.

~You see my tears, it's a doomed reunion~

Yay! It done! This chapter is pretty damn long! And so begins the T rating days! I just had to have a Snapped!Canada in this story and this song really fits my thoughts, sorry for making Russia sound mean! ): I liked typing this actually, I want to know if you liked it too! So rates and reviews make my day~ Alrighty Ciao! Baertrium~