YAY~! I got another chapter up :D Life is gonna be very busy soon. I've got Holiday events with my hetalia group and I gotta get around to making gifts for everyone. 50+ cards and other special gifts. I think I might die :'D but it will be worth it~

Anyway, please enjoy~!

There was a rapid knocking at the door, and Hungary quickly ran to open it.

"Where is he?" Prussia asked, stepping into the home, a serious and worried look on his face.

"He's with Austria in the living room."

"Alright."

The two of them walked in silence to the living room. Catching sight of Germany on the couch, Prussia walked over and took a seat next to him. Austria stood up from the chair he was sitting in and went with Hungary into the kitchen, to give them some privacy.

"So, West…how are you feeling?"

"…..I don't know…"

Germany didn't even look at Prussia. He just sat there staring off at nothing, his face completely blank.

"Ahahaha…..I see…"Prussia laughed nervously. "I'll be right back. I need to have a chat with the aristocrat, okay?"

Germany just nodded.

Prussia sighed, patting him on the shoulder. Standing up he walked into the kitchen.

When he entered, Hungary handed him a beer.

"Danke," he took a sip. "So can you tell me what exactly happened?" he asked, looking at Austria.

"I-I don't know," said Austria. "He just started acting weird. It was right after he found one of Italy's old dresses."

"Eh? Well did he say anything?"

"He….he did," Austria looked straight at the albino man. "He said that he was Holy Roman Empire."

Hungary gasped. "W-what? But Holy Rome…he died, I thought-" she whipped her head around, and glared at Prussia. "Explain!"

Prussia stared at the two of them guiltily. "The Holy Roman Empire is gone…but he never died…"

"Why did you never tell us? Austria yelled at him.

"What was a I supposed to say?" Prussia yelled back. "That the boy you knew and took care of, the boy you considered a son, couldn't remember you? Couldn't remember me? Couldn't even remember Italy? He glared angrily at the ground. "No. It was easier if everyone had thought he died, then the war would end…he would have a chance to start over…" Prussia felt his eyes begin to prick.

"Gilbert…" Hungary said softly. "I'm sorry."

"Prussia roughly rubbed at his eyes. "It doesn't matter. He remembers now, and there is nothing that can be done about it," he sighed heavily, and drank more of his beer.

The three of them sat in silence unsure of what to do next.

"Bruder?"

They looked around to see Germany at the entrance of the kitchen.

"I'd like to go home now," he still had a blank look.

"Ja, okay then," Prussia fin9ished the beer and stood up. "I'll call you two tomorrow," with that and a wave, the brothers left the home.

Deciding that it was safer for him to drive, Prussia told Germany to get into the front passenger seat, and to give him the keys. Germany did so without protest.

After about 20 minutes of driving, Prussia tried to converse with Germany again.

"So what do you want to eat, when we get home, West?"

"I'm not hungry…"

"Ah? So you don't mind if I make myself dinner? I might eat up all the wurst and drink all the beer~"

"Go ahead…"

Prussia sighed in defeat. "Come on West, please. You need to show some emotion. You're going to scare Italia-chan if you keep this up."

"Italy…" Germany looked at the palm of him hand. "Why…" he clenched it into a fist. "Why?"

The car swerved, Prussia being caught off-guard by his brother's sudden outburst.

"Jesus, West! Don't fucking scare me like that!" he pulled the car over to the side of the road.

"Why…why? Why did you never tell me?" Germany was shaking with emotion.

"A-ah? Well….I didn't tell you, because you didn't remember," answered Prussia.

"What kind of an answer is that?" Germany grabbed Prussia by the collar of his shirt. "Give me a real answer!"

"Because!" Prussia shouted back. "When I found you dying on the battlefield, and you were hurt a-and crying, saying that you wanted a chance any chance to see Italy again…I was at a loss as to what to do. Then you passed out and woke up again, no idea who you were, who I was…it was like a gift. If everyone thought that that Holy Roman Empire was dead, then the war would be over…and no one would try to kill you again…"

"Bruder…"

"Do you have any idea how upset I was? When I thought my best friend had killed my little brother? I-I was so desperate to find you; I looked all over the battlefield. And then there you were, bleeding, the life seeping from your e-eyes…I-I couldn't-wouldn't let it happen again…"

Germany had let go of Prussia who was trying to hide the fact that he was crying. "Dammit.."

"I shouldn't have yelled at you…" Germany said. "I'm j-just overwhelmed…I'm sorry…"

"No, I'm sorry," Prussia said sniffling. "It was safe for me to tell you years ago…I should've said something." He cleared his throat. "At least now you can tell Italia-chan right?"

"No…" Germany sounded heartbroken. "I-I can't be with Italy anymore…"

"What are you talking about?" Prussia asked, shocked. "This should be a better reason for you to be together!"

"You don't understand…I…I hurt Italy. When we were in the park on the bench during our date, he confessed to me how sad and hurt he had been by Holy Rome, by me…" Germany began to choke up. "C-centuries o-of suffering and heartbreak a-and it w-was all my f-fault," he placed his face in his hands and began to sob. "I have no right to be with him…"

"Ludwig…" Prussia started to tear up again. "Verdammt, this is so not awesome!" He reached over and pulled his younger brother into an embrace, which was slightly uncomfortable for the both of them, seeing as they were in a car.

What am I supposed to do, Gilbert?" Germany whispered. "I-I love him so much…"

Prussia rubbed his back soothingly. "I don't know…but you'll find out a solution soon enough. Don't give up just yet."

They stayed like that a little longer before Germany pulled away. "We should head home…"

"Yeah," agreed Prussia. He started the ignition and began to pull away a little, but before he really started to drive, he turned back to Germany.

"West?"

"Yes?"

"Don't mention what happened tonight to anyone. I don't need my awesome

reputation getting ruined due to a moment of weakness."

Germany chuckled. "Of course not."

Prussia was awoken by the ringing of a phone the next day.

"Wha the 'ell?" he said groggily, getting up. "Why isn't West picking it up?" he thought to himself, as he headed downstairs.

When he reached the living room, he saw Germany pick up the phone nervously. "Italy…"

Italy's voice could be heard by Prussia. "Morning Doitsu~! I can't wait to see you today!"

Germany was shaking and he was holding onto the receiver tightly. "Italy…I_I'm sorry, but I can't see you…"

"Huh? What? But I was really looking forward to today….well at least I can see you tomorrow right?"

"No Italy, that's not what I meant…I-"

Germany was cut off when Prussia had grabbed the phone out of his hand.

"Bruder!"

"What West was trying to say Italia-chan is that he is feeling sick and can't see you for a while."

"Ah? Prussia? Doitsu's sick?" asked Italy confused. "Oh, it must be my fault! I shouldn't have made out with him in the meeting room, when I had just been sick!" Italy cried out.

Prussia lifted an eyebrow at Germany, who was blushing. "The meeting room?" Prussia mouthed at him. That made Germany blush even more.

"Anyway," Prussia said. "I'm sorry Italia-chan, but you'll have to wait until West is better before you can see him."

"Oh…." Italy sounded crushed. "Well I hope he gets better soon…..and can you tell him I'm sorry for making him sick?"

"Ja, I'll tell him. Bye Italia-chan."

"Bye."

Prussia hung up the phone.

"Why did you tell him I was sick?" Germany stood in front of his brother, arms crossed.

"Because," answered Prussia. "You aren't thinking straight. If you just break up with Italy now, don't you think it'll hurt him just as much as before? I know you feel guilty West, but I think you should tell him the truth before you make any rash decisions."

"But…I-I can't face Italy right now…"

"I know. That's why the awesome me, gave you a great alibi," Prussia patted him on the shoulder. "Just don't leave poor Italia-chan waiting to long…."

Translations:

Danke-Thank you

Bruder-Brother

Ja-Yes

Verdammt: Dammit

This is the second last chapter! I can't believe I've been writing this for so long! I have other stories set up to continue this, but I will feel accoplished when I get to list this story as completed T^T I'm also gonna have an omake, in addition to the last chapter. So look forward to 2 more updates :3 ASLO! the next chapter does have mature content. Be warned! that is all. see you next chapter~! 3