Germany stayed home from the UN meeting for the rest of the time, still worried about Prussia. He checked on him about every 30 minutes. Germany was so worried because he had been acting very off... he seemed rather aloof from Germany, Prussia normally loved company, but instead preferred to be alone.

Prussia sighed and scratched his head in agitation, crumpling up, like, the 50th paper. Though Germany didn't know it, he was writing a short novel. He thought his writing skills were awesome, but wanted to get others input without the other nations knowing it was him, so he went under the fake name, Jackson Louis, to seem like an American writer instead of a German (Prussian) writer. But alas, he was bored... very bored.

He sat up and looked at his clock. Germany had to leave to go to China's place for a G8 meeting in about an hour. He preoccupied himself by reading his journals until he heard Germany call up he was leaving. As soon as he heard Germany's car pull from the driveway he sprinted out of his room and out the back door and toward the direction of Hungary's house.

When he reached Hungary's house and peeked through the window and to his surprise saw Austria arguing with Hungary. Eventually Austria just sighed in exasperation, raising his arms above his head and walking away. This was his chance! Prussia backed up, then ran as fast as he could and threw himself through the window. Hungary screamed and whipped around to look behind herself and saw Prussia on the floor grinning his cocky grin at her.

"What!?," She immediately pulled out he frying pan and started swinging it around. As she did this Prussia jumped up and skidded around her and began to tease her by poking her every once in a while.

Hungary was growing very agitated and simple lashed her hand out, intent on grabbing Prussia's wrist and dragging him down to hold him still. She did successfully grab his wrists, but when she did so, Prussia gave a loud shriek. Hungary gave him an odd look and the albino paled, if that was even possible.

"What- what was that?," Hungary asked, nearly a whisper. She had never seen such a look of pure fear in her life. She didn't know Prussia had the ability to be actually afraid. He attempted to whip his arm out of her grasp, but just succeed in sending even more excruciating pain through his arm.

Hungary gave a swift kick to Prussia's legs and knocked him over. As he struggled to get up she held him down by his chest and proceeded to grab his right arm. He struggled with all his might, but to no avail. Hungary ripped Prussia's glove off and, with a bit of effort, yanked his sleeve down. What she saw made he breath falter. Scars... so many scars...

"P-prussia, I-," but when she turned her head to look at him, what she saw nearly brought her to tears. Prussia had given up the fight and simply laid there, his left arm covering his eyes and- where those... tears? If there was something that Hungary knew, it was that Prussia never cried, ever! At least, not in front of anyone. When- why had he done this.

At that moment Austria walked in. Curious and confused, walked over to a place where he could get a better view, but he saw what Hungary saw and came a bit closer.

"Is that-?," He could hardly believe that this was Prussia, "My goodness...,"

Austria leaned down to help Hungary lift a distraught and broken Prussia off the ground, but Hungary 'shoo'ed his away, telling him to call Germany and tell him it was urgent and Austria obliged.

"Who is it!?," Germany yelled into his phone angrily.

"Ve~, Germany don't scare off your friends!," Italy pleaded, clinging to the German's arm.

Germany scoffed "Well?," he asked the caller.

"G-germany? Is that you?," Germany was a bit surprised to hear Austria's voice.

"Yes? Why have you called me?,"

"Germany, you need to get to Hungary's house immediately!," Austria ordered.

"I'm sorry I can't right now I-,"

Austria cut him off, "It's Prussia... he- he's not in good shape...,"

"I-," Germany stuttered, "I'm on my way.," He finished and shut off his phone.

"Ve~, who was it?," Germany didn't answer, but walked up in front of the room.

"Meeting adjourned.," He saluted and left, just like that.

"What?," America questioned at how serious the German had suddenly gotten and then just left. Something was up.

Germany ran into Hungary's house without even knocking and immediately saw Prussia and Hungary, who hadn't gotten very far. Germany sprinted over and helped lift his brother by his shoulders, who was now covering his face with his hand and was rather quiet now.

"What happened!," demanded Germany.

"I- he-," Hungary tried to say, but couldn't, so she just lifted up his other arm. Germany's heart sank. His big brother... he knew he had been acting odd! He should have listened to the gut feeling to check up on his brother, but always ignored it.

"East...," Germany mumbled. Fresh sobs escaped Prussia's lips, he really was a mess. His legs to wobbly to walk, Germany and Hungary assisted him up to a guest room, when they entered the room Hungary said said:

"Germany, we need answers," She choked, she felt she was to blame, "Do you have any way of finding ou-,"

"Prussia has been writing a page in a diary since his was little, that should give plenty.," Germany said and marched out of the room and left. He had literally ran from China to Hungary in 2 hours, it was going to be a long walk to the nearest airport since he didn't have a car and it looked as though it was about to rain.

Hungary seated Prussia onto the bed and sat next to him. He was still covering his face.

"Prussia, I... I didn't know you were being affected like- like this! What- what happened to the old cocky Prussia, the Prussia I used to know!?," Hungary snapped with a little more force than meant.

Prussia remained silent, the gears beginning to turn in his head. He had just started to process what Germany said. Something about his journals... what- what was it!? Get them... get my? Get my journals. Wait... No he can't see those!

Prussia shot up from his sitting position and bolted out of the room. A startled Hungary took time to register what just happened before tearing after him. She ran by a confused Austria.

"Help! Get him!," She shouted, and Austria understood, he had seen him bolt by a second ago.

Germany needed to get those journals to help Prussia, that's why Hungary and Austria needed to stop him. Sure Germany could handle himself, but Hungary didn't think he could toward a scared, angry, confused, determined Prussian who taught him how to fight, Prussia probably knew all of Germany's moves and how to counter them.

Hungary could only pray that they could catch up to the adrenaline pumped Prussian before he got to Germany.

Well. Then. Prussia you need to chill boi! So everything from here on out has already been planned! Yay! This chapter and the last were just me trying to yank a beginning out of the next few chapters, which had no beginning XD.

Later~