I woke up to the sound of laughter. It wasn't Italy's or the matter of fact, anyone else's, but it was laughter. "Who's there," I said. I looked around and there was nothing….just laughter. "Show yourself now," I shouted. "Alright, alright," the voice said, " geez West, calm down it's just a prank FROM THE-" I gasped, I couldn't believe who was standing in front of me. My own brother, Prussia. "Brother," I said while hesitating to walk towards him "is- is that really you?" He grinned towards me the same grin he always gave when he was still around. "Kesese ̴ well DUH! Who the hell do you think it was?!" he said. "I-I thought you died," I said towards him.

I felt the atmosphere change around us, it was quiet. Prussia looked away from Germany just for a moment, but that moment felt like centuries. "I did," he said facing Germany again. The atmosphere changed again, it felt like a release. Germany knew that his brother was dead in fact, everyone knew but knowing that your dead brother is standing right in front of you- alive is…peaceful. "Mein Gott! Am I dead" I asked. I couldn't shake the fact that I might be dead also. "What is going to happened to Italy when he finds out the news?" thinking to myself. I could see Italy losing his mind when the doctor gives him the news about my supposed death.

"Um, West" Prussia says.

My thoughts of Italy were so over-baring that I didn't hear my own brother call my name. Oh Italy, I am so sorry, our stupid fight meant nothing. I knew that I should've stopped where I have started in the first place. Everything is my fault and I mean everything.

"Um, West" he says again.

I still didn't hear him.

"LUDWIG BEILSCHMIDT, ANSWER ME YOU ITALIAN LOVING GERMAN!", he shouted. I turned around and stared at him, "What did you say?" "Okay, let's start all over", he says while clearing his throat. "Oh yeah," he says again "…FROM THE AWESOME PRUSSIA! Whew, finally got that out," he chuckles. "No West, you are not dead. I am only a figure of your imagination," he looks off into the distance and he smiles, "yeah, I'm just your imagination. "I sighed at him, " Yeah for a figure of my imagination you're still pretty annoying-" "HEY," "but probably that's what I remembered about you." I smiled at him. " My annoying older brother." ((AWWWW GOOD GUY GERMANY))

We embraced each other in a light brotherly hug that felt like centuries. I missed having him around. Annoying every little thing, hanging out with Antonio and Francis, and seeing him get beating the crap out by Elizabeth. I closed my eyes hoping that this moment would last a little bit longer. "Hey West," Prussia says. "Ja, what is it," I looked at him while still in his embrace. He smiled big "YOU FORGOT THE ZHE AWESOME!" he said. That's it. The moment was over. I let go of him and I walked off. I could hear him calling me back while laughing saying that it was the perfect moment to say that. I kept walking off.

Getting time to see my older brother again has got me thinking about Italy and his crazy brother Romano. He has his brother alive and well and I only have my brother as a mirage in my pitiful head. "Kesese ̴, so West," Prussia says. When I turned and looked at him he has the most pervy look on his face. The same look France always gives when he was going to ask or do something sexual, damn that trio of his. ((Bad Touch/Best Friend Trio))

"Ja," I replied.

"Look," he says. "The question I am about to ask is a serious question and I need your full corporation on this." Prussia looked so serious that I was about to give in. "Okay," I said "You have my full corporation."

There was silence.

And more….

And more…

It was killing me.

"HOW IS THE SEX WITH AN ITALIAN," he said gleefully.

I stood in utter shock. I can't believe what he just said. If I had anything to drink THIS would be the perfect time to spit that out. WHY WOULD HE SAY THAT?! "Um," I stammered while blushing "It's okay I guess I mean it's just sex with my lover."

"Lies" he puts one of his hands on one of my shoulder and says with a straight face, " I know your dirty kinky stuff with Feli brother. I am in your head, brother. I, the awesome Prussia, know when you are lying brother with your dirty kinky German/Italian bed parties."

"Bed parties," I questioned.

Prussia looked at me with the straightest face I ever seen him make. He knew. He totally knew. I cannot lie but sex with Italy was great. We could go all night if he wanted to. Tossing and turning in our bed. The sweat from both of us in our bed. The kisses and moans coming from both of us in our bed. Oh I miss him so much, when I get back to him, I'm going to show him how much he means to me and how much I am grateful to have him in my life.

The sudden realization occurred to me, I am in my own head. There is no way I could get back to him and show him how much he means to me. Gott Italy, my beautiful Feliciano Vargas, please be okay and please let me not be dead.

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