Chapter 1: Prussia's Help

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Italy

I lay face-down in my pillow, depressed. I've tried for years now, and I can't get him to like me. Damn his stubborn attitude. He doesn't like me, not even one bit, and I'm trying so hard too. I feel like crying.

What made me realize and end up in this state, was when, I heard Germany talking (yelling) at Prussia outside. He said that I was just his best friend. You may be thinking:

' Yeah, but how long did it take to actually make him readily admit that?'

Yes it toke a pretty long time, but now that I'm here. Im not going anywhere! I... have been friend zoned. I WAS FIRE TRUCKING FRIEND ZONED!!! IT HURTS!!! Oh god, I'm going to cry now.

I feel the salty liquid be absorbed my pillow. I stay there, crying, for a while, before I look up observe my pillow. It's damp with my tears. Groaning, I shuffle to the bathroom. I wash my face, remembering not to rub them. After, I dry my face and exit the bathroom.

"I'm hungry now." I say out load. At that moment, I smell food coming from downstsairs. I sniff the air to identify the food. Once, I do that. I'm running stairs, stoping sharply in front off the kichten door. I loose my balance and fall face first in the ground. My nose hits the floor, and I start to cry. "Italy, are you okay?!" Germany rush over to me. I nod.

"Be more carful" He says pulling away from me. "Ve~ Okay Captain!" I say wipe my tears.

"Are you okay?" Germany asks. "Yes, now that your here." I grin. A tint of pink spreads across his face, and he turns away, mumbling some along the lines of 'crazy Italian'. My smile grows and walk up to him.

"So... Patsaaa?" I ask with an expected look on face. He rolls his eyes and mumbles a yes. I jump up and down and hug him. "Grazie! Thank you!" I cheer. He doesn't usually make patsa. I'm the one who makes it and he just eats it. I wonder what got into him.

He pushs me off. "Yes, yes, your welcome. Can you set the table, please?" I nod vigorously, running to the dining room. I take two plates and glasses then put them on the table. I sit down and wait for Germany. Only minutes later he comes in and pours a heap of pasta onto my plate. He does the same for himself and sat down. We start to eat. After finishing, I start to wonder. What exactly was his and Prussia's conversation about. Being the straight forward person I am, I ask him.

"Hey Doitsu." He hums in response.

"What were you and Prussia talking about?" Germany chokes and starts coughing. Before I ask if he was okay, he somehow brings himself together. Germany raises a finger to say 'give me a minute' though. After that he finally says something. "Nothing"

I give him a face. "It obviously doesn't seem like 'nothing'" I say, doing air quotes up for nothing. I continue, "Come on Doitsu, you can tell me anything." I concerningly state, tilting my head. He looks down.

"Really it's nothing, Prussia was trying to mess with my life again." Germany's voice filled with irritation. "Don't worry." He finish, gets up, and starts to clean the area. At that moment, I hear the front door being slamed open, and I jump. Germany continues with his business.

Seconds laters, I feel two pairs of hands grab me. I start to cry and scearm. To afraid look who has me. "Hey Talia-Chan, calm down. Its just Prussia and I." Its a female vioce.

I clam down some and look at Jamaica and Prussia. They start to drag me out the door. "Hey, where are you taking him!" Germany yells. They both laugh. "Oh yeah, West we're borrowing Ita-chan for a second." Prussia tells Germany.

"A little later okay Ger" Jamaica yells and we are out the door. They drag at me for awhile, until they let go. We were at the park that Germany and I always go to.

"We have notice what you've been trying to do." Jamaica starts off having a very creepy smile on her face. I tilt my head, very confused. "Ve?"

"Italy you've been try to make him remember, haven't you?" Prussia said suddenly turning serious. He's never serious, so it scared me a little. "Who are you talking about Prussia?" I ask clueless. I knew that they were referring to Germany but, if I did something wrong, I needed to act more naive and innocent then I already am.

"Cut the shit, Italy! We know what your doing and we want you to stop. He might get hurt physically and mentally."  Jamaica scolds me. I want to hide. The more I stand here, the more I feel like their going to attack me. I feel like pulling out my white flag, but I don't. I need for Germany to have his memories back. I stand up straight and gather the little courage that I have.

"No" I contumaciously say.

"No?" They both question concomitantly. All my confidence is gone now. "OKAY, IM SORRY! PLEASE DON'T HIT ME! I JUST WANTED GERMANY TO REMEMBER AGAIN!" I weep, covering my head.

Jamaica speaks up again. "Why should Germany really gain his memories back?"

I look up at her, with tears still in my eyes. I look at my feet. "Because I know if he gains his memories again, we would be in love again. Then both of us can be happy together." I explain. I peak back up to see Jamaica 'fangirling' as Nihon calls it. "AWWWWW" She fwans, then looks to Prussia with a pleading look.

"No." he steps back.

"Oh Prussia, Can we help him?" she begs. Well, then I didn't really expect for that to work.

"No!" he yells.

"I'll give you anything you want, if you let us help him." She beg. Prussia slowly looks to her with a grin. "Anything?" he hugs her. She sighs, "Yes, anything". Prussia smirks menacingly, and I feel sorry for Jamaica.

"Oh, don't be so sad. You have the pleasure of doing something for the awesome me. Anyway, Jamaica when we get back lift the spell." Prussia starts to walk away. I stand confused for a second. "Spell?"

"How do you think he forgot his childhood?" She says running up me, then grabs my hand and cheers, "But that doesn't matter now, you'll find out later. Come on, be happy. We're going to help you get Germany back."

"Wait, really? You and Prussia are serious?" I wail joyfully. Jamaica grins "Yep, but make sure nothing bad happens while Germany gains his memories. He's going too be vulnerable during all this, okay?"

"Ve~, Si~. Capisco!" I salute to her. She giggles "Okay, I'm trusting you, cause Prussia worries for him," She looks around quickly and whispers in ear, "but he too prideful to admit it." I nod. Jamaica smiles "I better go lift that spell." She turn and walks away. I follow, wondering what she ment by spell.

Oh that doesn't matter now! Germany is going to remember again!

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Was this bad? It was bad wasn't it. Plz tell me if it is so I can fix it. Or if you think was good and/or okay tell. Im insecure and a pesstisimt (not a good mix) so tell me. Im sure there is someone who can relate to me right now...

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