So I ended the last chapter with a bit of an intentional cliffhanger, and now the story continues. This story is really fun to write for, although I wasn't completley happy with the presentation of the last chapter. Everything happened how I wanted, but the writing seemed a bit off. Again, thanks for reviews. :) I enjoy them.

Last chapter is this one, guys. :(

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.

Japan's P.O.V.

I wasn't quite sure of the situation when I walked in the door. Italy's face was covered in red sauce saying that with out a doubt that he had been eating pasta.

As for Germany, something was off about him. Perhaps it was his expression. I had never seen it so gentle. Odd...

The thought hit me that maybe I had walked in at the wrong time. Maybe something was going on that I was intruding on. "Ah... I'm terribly sorry. I should have knocked." I said, feeling myself go slightly red in the face with embarrassment. Perhaps Germany had forgotten that I had been invited over today.

I waited for Germany to speak, but what he said threw me completely off guard. "Who are you?"

"Japan! Germany's memories have been replaced! He remembers his old self, but not his new self!" Italy said, somewhat hysterical.

My eyes widened. Was this really true? "Pardon me for asking, but who is his old self?" I questioned.

Germany spoke. "My name is the Holy Roman Empire, it's a pleasure to meet you." Oh, there it was. As he introduced himself, that intense look came back to his face.

"I am Japan." I said, bowing and feeling awkward introducing myself to somebody I already knew. But the Holy Roman Empire? He disappeared long ago in the thirty year war. Could it be that he had come back as Germany? Prussia had to have gotten the child he had taken in from somewhere.

Holy Rome turned to Italy. "Do you know how I lost my memories in the first place?"

Italy blinked, looking and if he was trying to remember. "Well we were going to the store to buy Alfredo sauce, and then an Italian trying to make pasta lost control of his plate and it hit you in the head!"

"I see." I said, nodding. "So we just have to hit you in the head with a plate again."

Holy Rome's face paled. "No thanks..."

"What if we get Doitsu back, but Holy Rome goes away?" Italy said, starting to tear up. "I don't know what I would do..."

HRE's P.O.V

"Italy..." I whispered, not sure how to answer to that. What if this Germany's memories did come back, and erased my own? How would I know to be with Italy? I just got him back, and I didn't want to lose him. I walked up to him, and kissed his cheek. "We'll figure something out."

Italy blushed, and a tear fell down his cheek. "We have to, right?"

Japan blinked. "Ah, am I missing something?"

"Holy Rome is the one I've been waiting for!" Italy chirped, a big grin on his face. "I just didn't know that he was right here all along."

I felt myself redden up a little. "R-Right!" I stuttered.

I still didn't know what to do with this.

Japan sighed. "I'll go ask other how to cure a memory block. Please excuse me."

"Thank you." Italy stated.

Soon after Japan left it started raining.

"I hope he'll be alright." Italy said, a look of worry on his face.

"He should be." I said. "Hey Italy..." I said, looking up at him.

"Huh?" He responded.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for ever asking you to become one with me. For going for more power even after you said that it would destroy me, because it did destroy me, and I lost my memories because of it." I bit my lip. I had to say that. I had to get it out of the way.

"It's okay, because you still came back so we can put it all behind us." Italy said with a content nodd.

"You think so?"

"Mhmm!"

"That's good."

Everything seemed really peaceful at the moment. So serene and well...it felt kind of nice. That's when I felt a huge whap on the top of my head, and all of my vision faded to black.

Italy's P.O.V.

"Holy Rome!" I explaimed, looking up to see Prussia standing there.

He just needed an awesome wack the the head was all." Prussia said truimphantly. "I heard from Japan that West had lost all of his memories, so I knew exactly how to straighten him out."

Japan came in, panting and soacking wet. "I tried to stop him, but he's fast." He panted.

"What if he doesn't wake up!" I gasped. "I did this awesomely! He'll wake up." Prussia said, giving a laugh of victory.

"Ngh..." Holy Rome... made a noise. "My head is killing me..." He muttered.

"See?" Prussia said with a grin.

Holy Rome slowly sat up, looking from Italy, to Prussia, To Japan. "Japan? Brother? what are you doing here?" He asked.

Japane blinked. "He reconizes us! Germany?"

"Of course it's me, you dumbkoff." He stated.

I gave a weak smile. "Welcome back Doitsu." But in my head all I could thnk of was Holy Rome gone?

"Italy." Germany said. "Follow me."

I followed him, leaving the others behind and wondering where we were going. We arrived at what looked like a storage closet. He opened it, pulling out something and handing it to me.

"I never knew why I held onto this, but now I know." he said. "I just wanted you to know that I still have it."

I hesitantly looked down in my hands and my eyes widened. For in my hands was an old broom with bristles falling out of it. "You...still remember." I whispered.

Germany's P.O.V.

It was the oddest thing, but I remembered being the Holy Roman Empire. It was a thing of my past, but I understood what that something I felt for Italy was now. It was nothing more than honest and true love.

"Germany?" Italy asked.

"What is it Italy?"

"Kiss me?" He asked.

And so I did.

End

That's it! I hope you liked the story! And yeah...random insertation of Prussia, say what? Review! Review! Reveiw! I would appreciate it!