Remember Me: A Hetalia Fanfic

Chapter 4

EDIT: A/N: sorry that the beginning is so boring and OC focused, I am going to change that in a few chapters, I promise.

Rewind:
"If I am correct, you two are Germany and Canada."

She did have us discovered.

"No, what are you talking about?" I lied with slight concern, trying not to let it show through.

"I thought you would say something like that," she answered, "but it's fairly obvious. Ludwig here looks like the perfect stereotypical representative of a German, and Matthew's just like a pure Canadian. Even the names. Just admit it, Germany and Canada, your secret is safe with Rena and I."
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Canada's POV:

I couldn't move from where I was sitting.

It seemed impossible that we were already discovered. Plus, it was only a few hours since her and Germany met. Her statement was spoken a little to soon.

"So now that I know about you guys, can I call you by your real names?" Sarah asked.

"But we're not countries," I lied, "that would be physically impossible."

"Well it's not physically impossible, because you're right in front of me, at the same time and place," Sarah protested.

Then, she sighed.

"Look, I know you're thinking that its weird and all for me to be saying something like this even though I just met Ludwig a few hours ago, but... I have more proof than just you guys," she told us.

"It's true," Rena confirmed, with a slight... smirk?

Sarah looked both Germany and I in the eyes.

"When I was just woken up from my amnesia, I had this dream about countries..."

We all looked at her.

"It was about a big war, I remember. I recognized you, Germany, from the dream, and there were other people, who looked stereotypically like Britain, France, and America, too," she continued, "And also after that, I had a visitor from some English and American guys, and they had a argument calling each other 'Britain' and 'America', assuming I was asleep. I don't even remember knowing them..."

She looked back down at her plate full of pasta.

"Now you guys, that's pretty much all the proof I need," she finished as a strand of her hair let loose.

I then noticed something about her that I didn't notice when we first got here.

She had an ahoge, or a 'curl', but one that I didn't remember any of the other countries having. It was very similar to a few of the other countries', though.

I could feel my eyes grow wide, but I said nothing.

"You're right," I admitted in defeat, "About the countries, I mean."

Wait... did I just... say that?

It was like something was influencing me, an aura of dark magic slightly stronger than Englands.

She looked back up at me.

"How about once we finish eating, you come with me for a quick meeting with the other countries? Rena can come along, too."

Rena seemed to like this idea, because she was up for it immediately.

She gave me a small smile.

"Alright."

The rest of dinner ran smoothly, except for the fact that Rena started flirting with Germany like crazy. Sarah and I just talked about anything and everything.