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The room buzzed with activity as the other nations entered again. France had already arrived and America had followed shortly after him. England sat in his chair playing with a pen and waiting for the meeting to get going.

Over in the corner Russia was bothering China about something or other, much to the amusement of the surrounding nations and Italy was refusing to let go of Germany's arm making him blush. Spain was slowly getting closer to Romano every time England looked over until eventually he looked and found that the Italian had shoved Spain off his chair. None of them seemed very bothered over why they were there.

He had settled in the room at the end of the hall and waited, hoping to catch America on his way up, but at some point he gave up and went back down and waited. Had been waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, but it looked like the last of the nations were finally trickling in.

It seemed Germany noticed as well, but as the final person came in he began to crane his neck as though he were looking for someone. England glanced around as well, but he couldn't see anyone missing. Except for-

The door burst open and someone came charging in, his eyes wide and panting heavily. The room quieted at once as every head turned to look at Prussia. The albino bent over, hands on knees and just tried to catch his breath. He held up a finger to say wait a second and clutched his stomach. The others simply watched as his breathing slowed and he straightened up all the while trying to say something through his breathing, but nothing would come out.

He swallowed and tried again. "Guys," he said. "Y-you have to see this."

He led them out into the front lobby where he stopped in front of one of the broken down elevators and after glancing into it he looked down at his feet. The others crowded in to see what it was, but each of them immediately turned back their faces gone pale. England had been near the back of the room so he was also at the back of the crowd. As he watched each of them blanch and turn away his steps grew more reluctant, but he kept going until he found himself in front of the elevator.

The doors had been pulled open to reveal-

No. He felt his stomach rile up and he forced himself to look away just like all the others had before him though his eyes were drawn to the bloody mess. No no no no. No, it was too horrible to describe. How could this happen? He backed away and fought off tears of fear and disgust.

Germany stood over Japan's remains and stared with intensely blue eyes. He looked over at his brother and then back to the dead nation. "Bruder," he said quietly. "What happened?"

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"I had no idea the elevators were out so I kept pushing the button. Nothing was happening so I decided to just take the stairs, but then I heard something from inside the elevator, like something hitting the bottom but there was this little noise when it happened like someone said something or whatever. So I wanted to see what had happened 'cause, you know, I was curious, so I opened the doors and…" Prussia's voice trailed off as he finished recounting how he had come across the body.

Germany nodded at his side and turned to look at everyone else. He searched the faces. "And everyone was either here or in there rooms at that point," he said to himself. Then to the group "Did anyone see Japan after the meeting before he- Before the accident?"

Everyone shook their heads and muttered quiet nos. "Alright," he muttered. "So I was the last to see him before he left the room."

"Excuse me Germany," England said.

"Ja?"

"Well, before we all left." He hesitated finding it difficult to say for some reason. What if the killer were in that very room? "Before we left, I saw you and Japan talking and just before he left he asked you something. What did he ask?"

The German frowned and the room looked expectant. "He wanted to speak with me later," he replied. "He said there was something he needed to tell me."

"Could it have had something to do with his death?"

Germany frowned again and turned to the crowd without answering. "We are all very shaken. Perhaps we should go for now and discuss things tomorrow when we are more rested."

The room emptied quickly, but before he could get very far England was called back by Germany. They waited until the last of the stragglers had vanished and then the German began to speak. "I do not want everyone to get worried," he said. "Who knows what would happen if they panicked, so I don't want them to know everything."

"So you're trying to spare them by making them more innocent to the whole thing?" England asked, trying hard to understand.

"Ja. As they say ignorance is bliss. But I know you can handle something like this and with all of your mystery books I thought that maybe you could help me figure this out before someone else…"

"I understand. What do you know?"

"Not much." He sighed. "But Japan knew something and he wanted me to know as well. I think he knew he would be next, I think he knew he would be targeted for what he knew and he tried to tell me." He ran a hand through his hair. "I just need to figure out what it was he knew. And why he was killed before he could tell me."

I know what you're thinking. "Wow! Quick update! But I wish something had actually happened instead of them figuring out something I already knew." I know because I'm thinking that too. Okay! Not much has happened so far and this chapter didn't hold much, but it was necessary, believe me. So yeah. Thanks to the favouriters and alerters for your support, reviews are welcome hope you had a nice time please come again. Good day to you.

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