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When Matthew pulled up to his house and saw his brother's car in the driveway he sighed in exasperation and checked the time. Gilbert should be home from school unless he went over to one of his friends' houses. He hoped it was the later and that he could get rid of Alfred before Gilbert headed home.

He had just had a meeting with his boss about arranging a meeting with Germany to discuss trade. Well he had called it trade but in reality his plan was to let the German know that his brother was alive and well, even if a bit different.

Matthew walked through the front door of his house. Odd that it was wide open. Then he heard a slam from the living room and Alfred's voice demanding something from someone. Walking into the living room Matthew took in the scene. Alfred had Gilbert pinned to the wall, feet dangling and arm pulled back to punch while Kumajirou tugged helplessly at the American. Matthew did the only thing he could think of upon seeing this and rushed at his brother.

"Stop!"

Wrapping his arms around the fist aimed for Gilbert he managed to distract Alfred enough that he did actually stop. Pulling harshly at the arm he held Matthew pulled Alfred back and caught Gilbert before he could hit the ground when it caused him to be dropped. The whimper from the smaller boy caused Matthew to raise his eyes to his shocked brother in a death glare.

"What were you thinking Alfred! You could have killed him!"

Alfred was confused he didn't know whether to be anger or sheepish. He settled on anger, it always was easier to use.

"That was sort of the idea. He should be dead anyway. What the hell is he even doing here Matt?"

For a split second Matthew didn't know what to say, "What are you talking about? This is my province you idiot. It's New Prussia. Who did you think he was?"

Gilbert looked up at his guardian and mental gave him a pat on the back for his quick thinking. Matthew was likewise giving himself a pat on the back for thinking of a solution so quickly.

"New New Prussia! What the hell Mattie?"

"It just like I said. You have a few states of your own Al and I know you haven't let the other nations know about them so you can't complain that I kept this from everyone."

Alfred was loosing his resolve. It was true he did have a few states that had been personified and he kept their existence from the other nations. It wouldn't be a stretch for Matthew to do the same with a province.

Then why does he look so much like that Nazi bastard? Hell he even has the same name!"

This was harder to explain away, but hell if Matt wasn't going to try. "It's just a coincidence." At the disbelieving look he got from Alfred he continued. "He's New Prussia, Al. It's not that far a stretch that he looks like the old Prussia. Look at me. I used to be called New France and I could easily look like Francis."

Alfred had to concede to that. Matthew did look a lot like Francis. He glared at the boy in his brother's arms. "Fine." His face softens as he realizes what his rashness has done to the kid and the ugly swell on his cheek from that first punch made him wince. "Look kid, I'm sorry I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions like I did." He rubs the back of his head sheepishly and tries to look as apologetic as is possible.

Gilbert looks between the two brothers and at Matthew's nod accepts the apology.

Alfred grins his hero grin, "So does this make me your big brother also then?"

Gilbert thinks about it for a moment, "Sure." Then a gleam enters his eyes as he thinks of something he can do to the larger nation as payback for the punch earlier, "I suppose it would be a bit weird to go around calling you 'Uncle Al' since you aren't that much older than me."

"Hey!" Seeing the smile on the kid's face though was enough to cause Alfred to laugh it off. "Geez Mattie, how'd you put up with such a snarky little brat?"

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Once everything had been settled Matthew picked Gilbert up and headed for the kitchen, depositing him at the kitchen table and getting some ice from the freezer. Wrapping it in a towel he handed it to the albino who then promptly held it to his swollen face.

"So what exactly happened?" He was looking at both but Gilbert knew he really only wanted his version of things. Alfred was too easy to figure out.

"I had my friends over after school. Alex saw Kumajirou and thought he was a teddy bear and gave him a hug. Uh that's when Alfred came in and saw us." The unspoken 'that's why I didn't just run and hide' not needed. "Alex freaked out when she realized that Kumajirou was alive. Jordan asked about Alfred and whether he was another brother. Before anything else could happen I had them leave. That's when Alfred started to go after me."

Matthew listened and nodded at the end. "You never have your friends over." He sighs, "I suppose it made sense but this is going to need to be explained."

"i can come up with something Matthew. Don't worry about it. They're my friends."

Matthew looks Gilbert over one last time, "Alright. I'll trust you to handle it. Now make sure you do your homework."

"Fine." Gilbert gets up and goes to get his bag. Matthew and Alfred watching after him as he heads upstairs.

"You have him going to school?"

"Yeah, He doesn't look old enough not to be going. Plus it lets him make friends."

Alfred gives Matthew a look that says 'but that will only cause trouble'.

"I know, but its the least I can do. He shouldn't have to be alone all the time."

"He's got you though doesn't he?"

"I have work."

"Oh, hmm well he can hang out with the states now. I'm sure they'll love him. He looks to be about the same age as Alaska and Hawaii."

Matthew pauses in his response before shaking his head. "That is true but I think its still better if he spends time with regular humans, not just our kind."

"Meh, whatever, he's your kid.

Gilbert was not looking forward to this. Yesterday had been an absolute disaster. Murphy's law didn't even come close and to top it all off the bruise from Alfred's punch was still very prominent on his cheek. Joy.

Taking one last deep breath to brace himself Gilbert opened the door to the school and walked in. Looking around for his friends he found them all waiting for him at one of the tables in the common room. He quickly made his way over to them and before they could do more than open their mouths he was interrupting.

"I will explain yesterday to you, but not here. If you want to know right now then we'll skip and go to the woods instead, but there are too many people here for me to be able to explain."

He could see Jordan's mind coming to all sorts of conclusions but was thankful he kept his mouth shut for now.

"I say we skip. I don't know about you guys but I really want to know what that was all about and..." Alex pointed to his face, "I really want to know how you got that."

Gilbert resists the urge to rub his swollen cheek. "Yeah, yeah I'll tell you all about it, again though not here."

The other four quickly agree and the group makes their way out to the woods East of the school.

Last night Gilbert had thought about and debated with himself over what and how much to tell his friends. He knew that whatever he said Jordan would be a problem, unless he told them everything. And that was were his problems came from. In the end he figured he would just have to explain it all and hope for the best.

Once they had gotten out of sight of the school building gilbert found a place to sit and made himself comfortable. His friends soon followed his example. As soon as they were all settled Gilbert took his chin in his hand, "Er, how should I start?"

"How about that bruise?"

Gilbert cringes at Alex's question and cups the swollen cheek. "Alfred was, ah, not expecting me to be there."

His friends gapped at him.

"He hit you?"

"That jerk, you're just a kid."

"Isn't he like your brother or something?"

"Slow down, let me explain."

They stopped and let Gilbert continue.

"Alfred is Matthew's brother, but he didn't know about me before yesterday. I've been something of a secret Matthew's been keeping from the people he works with."

"Why do I get the feeling Jordan is going to love this more than the rest of us." Dustin rubbed his head as he said this.

"Hmph, cause he will." Gilbert slouches his shoulders and gives an apologetic smile to his friend. "Sorry for not telling you sooner that you were right Jordan."

The others all look at Jordan who at first looks smug then confused.

"Wait right about what?"

"About me, yesterday in second period you shared two theories about me with me. Both are right."

"Wait, they can't both be right. They contradicted each other, you can't be the reincarnation of some warrior and an Immortal with amnesia."

"What!"

"What's he talking about?"

"Gilbert."

Gilbert scratches the back of his head before continuing, trying to ignore the looks his friends are giving him.

"I was born in 1947 after Matthew pulled some strings trying to save, well, me. He only partially succeeded though and I wound up as a kid. Er, that's why Alfred punched me, he was one of the people that sentenced my former self to death. Matthew was able to cover for me though."

Jordan scrunches up his face at this, "Is that why you have panic attacks in history class."

"Panic attacks?"

"You have panic attacks?"

"Yeah, not all memories are good ones and history class has a tendency to trigger them. I still have a lot of holes in my memory before Matthew saved me."

"Why did they... Want you dead?"

Gilbert looks up to the sky. "I was on the loosing side of WWII, it was my punishment. Matthew felt it wasn't fair though. The others could have saved me if they wanted to but in anger they blamed me for starting the war. Apparently my methods of raising my brother were what caused him to want to start the war."

"So your brother was Hitler?"

"God no! If he had been my brother I would have shot him myself." Gilbert looks down, "Jordan if I hear that you've shared this with your online conspiracy forums I'll string you out myself got that." He lifts his gaze to sternly look the other boy in the face.

"Sure sure, but so far this is too good to be true, no one would believe me, they're all about government conspiracies, like, oh get this. One of them said he found some old pictures of a bunch of guys that have worked in the government since like forever. They're all supposed to look pretty young and they're in every world power."

"Jordan, no telling anyone. I mean it."

"Alright my lips are sealed."

"Good cause Matthew's one of those government people your friend apparently found and now I have to give him the heads up so he can do something about it."

They all just looked at him like he was insane, he just shrugged it off and continued. "We're the personifications of nations. Matthew is Canada, Alfred the United States. I, I'm now called New Prussia. But back before the Nuremberg Trials I was Prussia. My younger brother was Germany. He didn't like his boss any more than the rest of the nations but Hitler was his boss and he couldn't do anything about it."

Shock was all over his friends faces and Gilbert began to fidget, telling them was not something he took lightly and if any one of them looked like they were going to freak out and tell someone, anyone, then Gilbert would have to go straight to Matthew and get his help in fixing this. So far things seemed to be going rather well for him.

"Where the hell is New Prussia!"

Gilbert looked at Alex, surprised, before breaking out into a chuckle. "Well its in southern Ontario, just across Lake Erie from Ohio actually. Its not very large, which is why I only look 12 or 13."

"Aww man, and I can't tell anyone! This sucks so bad."

"Jordan, our friend just told all of he's an immortal being that represents New Prussia and all you can find to whine about is not being able to tell your conspiracy theorist friends about it."

"I'm more interested in the fact he said he used to be Prussia. It was dissolved in 1947, so dissolving the nation is a death sentence to its representative?"

"Yeah, pretty much. The allies could have spared me that if they had, for example, given me dominion over East Germany or something. But as I said they were hurt and angry about the war and they all wanted someone to pay for it. I was a scapegoat."

"So now one of them knows, right? What does that mean for you."

Gilbert shook his head, "Matthew didn't tell him the part about me being Prussia, he just said that the fact our names were the same was a coincidence and the reason I look like him is cause I'm New Prussia. Matthew looks a lot like France because he used to be called New France, so Alfred bought it. He thinks I'm just like his states. Apparently some of them have gotten personifications as well."

"That's cool." Byron checks his watch. "So since we have all of this done and its almost time for lunch, what are we going to do for the rest of the day?"

Gilbert smiles, he knew there was a reason he really liked Byron, leave it to him to keep a level head. "Why don't we all go over to my place and hang out by the pool? Matthew won't mind and I can introduce you all to Kumajirou."

"Who's that?"

"Kumajirou is the polar bear you met yesterday Alex. He's really a sweety so you don't need to be scared of him."

"Oh."

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