Wow you people really like this one. I got up this morning and saw a lot of people have added this to their alerts. Thank you everyone who is reading this. I hope I do not disappoint.

So to continue.

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Once he had finished getting everything in order there was only one thing left to do and that was to find Prussia and explain to him what had happened. The Canadian rose and headed for the door, leaving the sleeping bear in the office. Once in the hallway he made his way quickly to the exit before pausing. Where would he go? Canada knew that the Prussian was not expecting to live much longer, so where would he go to die. Letting out a sigh he heads straight into the woods of the nearby park. It was probably the only place where the Prussian would be left in peace in his final days, making it the best place to start.

Canada began searching and found it wasn't as hard to do as he expected. Shortly after starting he found a freshly made path marked by heavy boots in the soft dirt of the ground. Following them led the Canadian deep into the woods before he began to hear pained moans. Picking up his pace the blonde pushed through some pushes and came across Prussia laying on the ground and curled mostly into a ball. he was panting and sweat soaked his brow. His eyes were clenched closed as he tried to cry out in his agony. Canada softly and swiftly pads over to the pained man, laying a hand on his back gently. He was burning up. Just after he makes contact the older nation stills and goes slack, passing out. Canada hopes it is from the pain and not anything more serious. Before he can think further on it or move the body begins shifting beneath his hand and Canada watches in horrid fascination as the nation before him begins to shrink into his clothes.

Scrambling to figure out what is happening the Canadian turns him over and opens the front of his shirt. Other than movement from his actions the body beneath the clothes was now still and when Canada revealed the nation inside he was surprised to see a child within the Prussian's clothes. Is this what he had done. Is the way he had saved him. Canada reaches out and runs a hand over the slightly chubby cheek of the boy nation. The heat was gone and it seemed he was sleeping peacefully now rather than unconscious from pain. Not knowing what else to do he bundles the boy into his arms and heads back to the nation's building. This changed things. If Prussia had changed this much from his actions he couldn't let the others know what he had done, not even Germany. He hated not being able to tell the German, it was for him that he risked this but now, he couldn't. not with Prussia like this, not without knowing how extensive these changes were. No it was best to collect his things and head home. Its not like anyone would notice him if he was absent from the rest of the trials and he needs to get his newest province home where he would be safe.

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Gilbert began to wake up feeling comfortably warm and snuggled further into before something soft and furry tickled his nose causing him to sneeze. This brought him to full wakefulness and he opens his eyes to see a large white furry thing curled up next to him. Looking it over he finds its face and scrambles back upon realization that it is a bear, falling off the bed with a bang in the process.

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Matthew looks up from the stove at the bang coming from upstairs. He hurriedly flips the pancake off the griddle and onto a plate and heads up the stairs to his room, plate of pancakes and a bottle of maple syrup in hand. Upon entering his bedroom he is greeted by the sight of a sleepy polar bear watching a scared looking white haired boy wearing nothing but an oversized button up shirt, who had back himself into the wall and was inching his way around the room towards the door.

Sighing, but smiling slightly also, Matthew steps to the side of the door, "Kuma out." The bear practically rolls off the bed and waddles out of the room and down the stairs.

With the bear now gone the boy lets his eyes go from the door to the blonde standing next to it. He stays rooted in place as he watches the man move over to the bedside table and set down a plate and bottle before turning to him.

"How are you feeling?"

The boy doesn't say anything, nor does he move. He doesn't know what is going on here.

Matthew bites his lip in concern at the lack of response and settles down onto the floor so he is more at the boy's level. "Do you remember anything?"

At the prompting and the tall blondes less threatening position on the floor the boy begins to calm down and think about the question. Remember? Of course he remembers everything! Someone as awesome as him has to remember everything. So why when he tried to think about himself and get himself oriented was everything fuzzy. Furrowing his brow in concentration he tried to start with something simple, his name. There, Gilbert, that was his name, wasn't it?

Matthew watches the boy as he thinks, he was so much the same and yet, the surety the Canadian had always seen expressed by the older man wasn't there. He sits silently and patiently for the boy to say something, to reach some conclusion. He needed him to trust him or this was never going to work.

"I... I can't." the look of concentration melts away and tears prick at the boy's red eyes as he slumps to the ground when he realizes he can't remember, he can barely think clearly. He looks up at the adult across the room, tears spilling from pleading eyes and Matthew quickly makes his way over to him and pulls him into a gentle hug.

"Shh, its ok. Its ok." He pulls the boy into his lap, rocking him gently and letting him cry into his shoulder.

After Gilbert calms down he pushes lightly at the man that is hold him, "Why can't I remember?"

Matthew loosens his hold on the boy, who stays in his lap looking up at him, "I'm sorry, I don't know why. I didn't think it would happen like this." He looks down at the boy, "Do you remember who you are?"

Gilbert nods, "Gilbert Weilschmidt." He scrunches his face up, "I think there should be more than that though. " He pouts at not being able to remember more. "Not awesome."

Matthew lets a smile appear on his face at the boy's attitude. "Well I can help to fill in some of the gaps at least. aside from being Gilbert you are also..." He pauses a moment before continuing, "New Prussia." at the questioning look Matthew continues. "New Prussia is a small region within Canada near the American boarder. You are the human representation of that land and its people."

"I transfered its representation to you just yesterday." Matthew bites his lip, not sure where to go from here.

"Hey Mister, who are you anyway and why'd you do something like that?"

Matthew blinks, he hadn't introduced himself yet had he, "I'm Matthew Williams, I represent the whole of Canada. Why I gave you New Prussia is because I wanted to save you."

"Save me?"

A nod from the blonde, "Yes. There was a nation called Prussia, but he was on the loosing side in a war and the winners of this war decided that the world would be better off if the nation was gone and its representation was left to die."

The little province looked up at the man in whose lap he was settled, "So they were going to let him die, wasn't there anything they could have done to save him?"

"Yes, but they wanted to blame him for what his younger brother had done and felt that letting him die was the best way to punish both."

"So this dieing nation was called Prussia and I'm New Prussia, right? Does that mean I'm the younger brother being punished?"

Matthew shakes his head, "You're not the younger brother, you're... You were Prussia. I gave you the land of New Prussia because I did not agree with what my allies were doing. I felt it was wrong to let you simply die. We are all cut from the same cloth and we should not punish each other for the actions of our people, no matter how painful those actions are."

The small albino looks up into the violet eyes of his savior. "But why can't I remember any of that?"

"I, I don't know. I think its because of the disconnection of the land of New Prussia from the land of Prussia. I had to rush things a bit also and I couldn't consult anyone for help in making the transition easier." Matthew bites his lip again, "And I can't even tell your brother that you are alright. No one knows that I saved you and if they found out to soon... Your connection to your new land isn't very strong and they could easily break it, leaving you to die again. For now at least you'll have to hide from them."

"Will that be hard to do?" The trust conveyed in that question was not missed and the Canadian again shakes his head.

"No. I'm overlooked most of the time by the others, the only one that might cause a problem is my brother but you'll hear him coming with enough time to safely hide yourself. He's very loud."

"Oh." Gilbert looks down at his lap and fidgets a moment, "Thank you."

"Hmm? For what?"

"You could get in trouble for helping me, right? Thank you for doing it anyway."

Matthew smiles and hugs the boy again, "Its really not much trouble. I couldn't just leave you to die, could I?" A grumble comes from the small stomach on his lap and Matthew laughs, "Here why don't you eat some breakfast and then I'll show you around and you can meet Kumajirou properly."

"Kumajirou?" Gilbert stands and lets Matthew get off the floor to head over to the tray of pancakes.

"The bear you were so scared of earlier, he's really well behaved but I can see why waking up next to him would be scary."

"I I wasn't scared." Gilbert huffs and cuts into one of the fluffy cakes before taking a bit, eyes widening. "Awesomeness!" The plate of pancakes doesn't last long after that.

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Ok so they may be a bit OOC but how would you have reacted if you woke up next to a bear that was just bigger than you in a strange place with little to no memory. I'd have freaked out too.

Big Brother Matthew to the rescue. Gah the cuteness factory in this may have just shorted out the angst.