*Sigh* I've gotten bored of this. I need a time skip to when he's older even then I don't know what's going to happen.

Disclaimer: *growls* Not this time. I'm in no mood.

Forgotten Memories

Chapter 5

Dream Arc

Germany's eyes flew open suddenly. He sat up in his bed and looked around the room. Where was he? Oh that's right. He was home, or at least what would be home for the time being. Sun was filtering through the gaps in the binds brightening the large room and making every crevice and corner easy to see. He didn't get much of a chance to see the room last night but seeing it now the word 'bland' came to his mind. Over all the room was empty except for a wardrobe across from his bed and a bed to his right that was facing the windows. He looked to his left to see a blank wall and he frowned. The door was in the corner of the wall but other than that there was absolutely nothing. Not even a small picture to liven it up just a bit. There was, however, the small push broom he had set in the corner closest to his bed the previous night. There was a funny feeling starting to grow in the pit of his stomach as he looked at it. The broom seemed to belong in the room with him and was perfectly fine in the corner but no, the feeling was something else. He just couldn't figure out what it was.

"Maybe Prussia will know." He said to himself softly as he slid out of the bed that was far too big for him.

His bare feet hit the cold wooden floor making him shiver slightly. He grabbed the broom quickly and rushed out of the room wanting to get off of the ice under his feet and onto the warmer carpet. He carried the broom down the steps, being careful so it wouldn't drag on the floor. As he came closer to the kitchen he heard voices, one of which he identified as Prussia's the other voice sounded more sophisticated and older but yet it sounded familiar.

"I'm surprised that you're taking this so hard." That was Prussia's voice.

"Of course I am." The other voice said, "Austria was part of the Holy Roman Empire. Now that he's gone what will we do?"

"Is that the only reason?"

There was quiet for a long moment.

"No." the voice that wasn't Prussia said, "He was a good friend; to myself and to Italy. And, well… we both miss him."

Germany's curiosity had pushed its limits and he walked into the kitchen quietly with the broom. "I'm sorry for interrupting, but, who died?" he asked.

The man's, who Germany now saw had both brown hair and brown eyes, head shot up and he looked at the boy with wide eyes. Prussia also had his eyes somewhat wide but he quickly got over his surprise while the other was left to stutter.

"I'll tell you later, Germany." The white haired nation said standing up and pushing him out of the room. "Promise. Just go… somewhere else for now, alright?"

Germany didn't agree but he never disagreed either. Prussia did not give him much of a chance to. As soon as the blonde was out of the kitchen (and, literally, on the other side of the house) Prussia raced back to the brown haired man.

The younger nation sighed watching him leave. He waited until he could no longer see the retreating figure until he walked out of the room he was in and back to the kitchen. He stood outside the door pressing himself flat onto the wall.

"Was that H-Holy R-Rome?" the brown haired nation exclaimed.

"Yeah, long story." Germany could hear the sheepish smile in Prussia's voice.

"Then start talking." The other growled slightly.

"Calm down, Austria." Prussia added in a slightly frightened tone later, "Please?"

It was quiet before Prussia started to tell the story.

"When we were at war with France, Holy Rome and I got separated. When I found him, France had him and he was barely conscious. We were split apart again when I attacked France. He was washed up on the banks of a river and couldn't remember anything." Prussia explained, "I surrendered on his terms."

Germany thought for a moment. None of this seemed to ring a bell. He wasn't in a war with Prussia against France… was he? No he couldn't have been… but yet… how did he even start traveling with his self-proclaimed "Most Awesome big brother of all Awesomeness"? He couldn't remember. All he could remember was traveling with the albino from town to town which even how he had gotten into that was a complete blur. Holy Rome…

"You are my ally and the soon to be great Hol…" The voice echoed through his head.

Was it from some kind of a dream? Reality maybe?

"You are my ally and the soon to be great Holy Rome." It didn't quite fit but yet at the same time it did.

He was so confused and his head was starting to hurt. The pain suddenly disappeared and the room started to spin.

"Germany!" He heard as he could feel air rushing past him.

X Germany's Point of View X

I blinked my eyes open immediately being blinded by the sun and shutting them once more. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. A never ending carpet of green was all around me swaying in the cool light breeze that gently played with my short blonde hair. I smoothed it back not liking when it was untidy like it was but the wind had other plans as it ruffled my hair returning it to its original state. I stood up and looked across the horizon. The landscape was covered in hills never once straightening. No buildings were in sight only tall trees in large clumps of forest. The sky was blue and cloudless blending into the horizon and creating a mixture of the two colors. Or at least that's what it should have been but where the grass and sky met there was a thin and blurry white… thing… that hurt the back of his eyes when he looked at it.

He tore his eyes away and the pain went away. Wait… what was he doing again? He looked up seeing a large white blob where the sky and grass where supposed to meet. Had he seen it somewhere before? It felt so familiar just looking at it… his eyes began to hurt and he turned away. He looked down at his feet. Grass curled around his shoes like little hands. Where was he? He froze suddenly feeling goose bumps rise on his skin and the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. There was definitely someone behind him.

He slid his pupils to the corners of his eyes and slowly turned his head. His eyes widened in surprise and turned around fully facing a large white wall of nothing. But yet there was something. I turned around suddenly hearing music. Behind me was a large church with colorful stain glass windows. How did I not notice that before?

I walked up to it and pushed the door open. My eyes widened as I saw a white blob sitting at the piano that made my eyes hurt. It stopped playing the piano and smiled at me.

The world shattered leaving nothing behind. Even myself.

~X~

I sat up in bed with a start and looked around the familiar room.

"Hey, you feeling better?" Prussia asked walking through the door.

I nodded not sure if I could find my voice.

"That's good." He ruffled my hair and I glared at him.

He laughed. "That's no way to treat you're big brother."

I smiled happily.

"And by the way, I told you not to lose this right?" he dropped a large black hat on my head.

Did he have that when he came in?

"By the way," he added pointing to my right, "You've got a visitor."

I looked over.

There was absolutely nothing.

A daisy fell onto my lap and I stared at it as its petal's turned red and withered away to dust.

'Holy Rome…'

I fell.

I have... no clue what's going on. I'll figure it out eventually.

And don't worry just cause I've gotten Bored with this doesn't mean... -lightbulb's- Oh I forgot about that... nevermind I know how the story ends now. And now I'm not as bored cause I get to write that fun scene...

Hey... *pokes* there's a poll on my profile for which couple I should do next so I can start working on those stories more. I have at least one started for all of them. If you want any other couples just PM me and I'll give it a try...

If everything seems rather dark at the moment I'm sorry I blame history class were we are learning about the Cold War and Communism... yay? No actually Russia's cool. I promised Russia I'd write his history so yeah... that'll come up eventually.

Anyway. I'm not feeling great so whoever wants it it's free game.

Francis: Moi, I will take it!

Not you France.

Francis: Why do you hate me?

Because you're an idiot.

Francis: Excuse moi, but your country isn't much better.

I know he's an idoit. I'm forced to like him I live there.

Francis: You even take French!

Go away. You're making my head hurt.

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America: *places hamburger on head*

You idiot... get out of my room and let me finish my homework that I haven't started. I will send Switzerland after you.

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