Alright! 2 chapters in one week, man I'm proud of myself!

So this one is a little longer than the last chapter, at least it was on my Word document program.

So, like I mentioned before, this story was written based off an idea given to me by a reader. Hopefully they are still reading and they know who they are! I don't have their account name but nonetheless. It was left as a review on my story Wish of an Empire. It is not necessary to read WoE but it does give you an idea of where I am going with this story. Especially in this chapter.

Either way, please enjoy!

"I believe that you owe me an expansion on this feather theory, Syaoran," Ludwig leaned back in his chair as he addressed the teenage boy in front of him. It had been bothering since he had brought it up to him the other day.

It was completely illogical for something like a feather to be capable of such things. To be honest, the nation himself didn't believe the chemical theory either. It was his duty to retrieve the substance and take it back to Germany for testing though and get answers through science. Yes, science, a total logical and sensible practice.

"It isn't a theory sir, it is the truth. We told Mr. Honda the same thing and he fully intends to help us get Sakura's feather back,"

"I suppose Italy said the same thing?" The boy nodded and Germany squeezed the bridge of his nose. Of course his two naïve comrades would surrender the shared prize. He would have to have a talk with those two.

"Let's say that I actually believed your story, who sent you on this huge quest?" Syaoran looked away, weighing his options. Sakura had already told Feliciano the story and Kiku believed them whole heartedly. But Ludwig was more of a challenge.

"Alright, but you must listen all the way through and try to believe me," the young architect sat down and began to explain his story, once again, to Ludwig.

He went in to depth with everything from the beginning to the present. About the ruins in his desert nation, Clow, and his family and friends there. The night in the rain at the witch's house, the two Mokonas, the two missing travelers. He tried to recreate each individual world as best he could, trying to paint a visual picture for the man behind the desk. When he was done two hours had past and he had nothing left to say.

"Tell me about this witch," Germany felt a memory tug at his sub-conscious. Darkness, cold and empty darkness. Two lights shining in front of him, red, the color of bloody rubies. He shook his head and took a deep breath.

"Her name is Yuko and she lives in a land called Japan," Germany frowned; he'd have to question Kiku about that.

"She's very powerful and respected. Well at least the high priest of Clow has high respect for her, Kurogane doesn't though. She lives with two girls, a teenage boy, and the black Mokona. And, well like I said, she can grant any wish for a price," Syaoran shrugged.

"Describe her to me," Germany muttered as his head throbbed with a faint pain.

"Well, she's uh pretty tall, taller than me. Long black hair, pale skin, red eyes," The boy raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"No reason. You're dismissed," the German waved the boy off and walked to the door connecting his bedroom to his office. He didn't even turn to see if Syaoran had followed his orders. The moment he stepped into his room, his vision flashed white and he heard a voice.

"Remember, Romanum, there is only hitsuzen in this world. These children are here for a reason. They are here for you," the words seemed to be spoken by a million women but all came together for one larger voice. The voice coming from the mouth and eyes that appeared in his blinded vision.

"Don't be short sided by your own foolish need to justify everything. Just believe them and everything will end well,"

Germany stumbled to his bed, gripping his head as his vision returned and the pain faded. What was happening to him? He never expected a two children and some strange creature to do this but he knew that this war would be different. There were larger forces at play than just the Axis and Allied powers. Forces that were tied to five individuals.

Outside the door to Germany's office stood a lone Feliciano. He had been eavesdropping on the entire conversation but turned to run when Germany dismissed Syaoran. The Italian thought he was home free when he stumbled into the kitchen but he was wrong.

At the stove stood a pot of pasta being stirred by the white rabbit, Mokona. The creature was singing to himself as he cooked. Italy looked around for Sakura but she was no where to be seen.

"The happiness of slowly savoring the taste," Mokona sang as he twirled around with the spoon raised high, "Come on, let's boil hot water!"

"Ve~ I didn't know bunnies could cook," Italy sat down, "How much longer till the pasta is done?" Mokona did a jump in the air.

"It's done now! I made enough for two!" Mokona opened its mouth wide and regurgitated two plates. Italy screamed.

"Ve~" he shook with fear as the harmless creature loaded up both plates with pasta and jumped to the table.

"It's one of Mokona's 108 secret talents, Yuko loves it! Mokona can pull out alcohol too!" Italy just nodded and started to eat the pasta, finding comfort in the delicious food.

"Yuko, you mean the witch?" Mokona nodded as it opened its mouth and inhaled the pasta.

"I-is it true that she can grant wishes, any wish even?" the nation twirled the pasta around on his fork.

"Yep! Yuko's amazing but you gotta pay her first," the Italian thought to himself, being serious now. Could he afford the price of a wish? Was his economy stable enough for that?

"Would you like to talk to her now?" Mokona touched Italy's hand gently, "Mokona can do that for Feliciano," He looked at the creature and nodded. Mokona smiled and jumped back. The gem on its forehead began to glow until a full sized projection of a woman drinking tea was on the wall.

"What is it Mokona? Do the children need something?" Mokona shook his head and pointed to Italy.

"Mokona's new friend, Feliciano, wanted to talk to Yuko!"

"Hm, yes, Feliciano, I remember you from many years ago but it wasn't your wish I granted. What can I do for you, Italy?" The nation flinched. How did she know that he wasn't a human, not in the traditional sense at least?

"Well, go ahead, I will do what I can but I must know your wish," Feliciano clenched his fists and looked at the woman, his eyes wide open. He couldn't be afraid nor could he be weak and stupid now. This was important.

"I want to revive the Holy Roman Empire," his voice wavered as memories flooded back. Smiles, laughs, a soft piano playing as he cleaned with his sister figure, Hungary. Days spent together in the river.

"Is that a wise thing to do?" the witch asked simply and Italy shook slightly. Their final good bye, he had been confident that Holy Rome would return but he never did and that house that he spent most of his young life began to crumble. Those days were filled with sadness as well and hardships for his people.

"I wa-want to be by Holy Roman Empire's side again! I know that it may be hard but I survived it once, I can do it again. And I will do anything for it!" Yuko smiled but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"Very well, if you can fulfill your role then your wish will come true. But you will need your brother to do so; it requires the force of a full nation. Understand?" Feliciano nodded and listened carefully to his task.

"The hitsuzen for you and the other is coming together, Feliciano Vargas," the witch sighed, "I am not happy with this but I cannot stop it, I must be neutral at all times,"

"Vi ringrazio strega," The projection faded and Mokona looked at the Italian.

"Can you really do that, Feliciano?" he petted its head and shrugged, unsure of what to say.

So I used the human names a lot in the chapter. Sorry, it just flowed a little better that way but I will try to use country names more often. Or leave a review on which you prefer!

I didn't leave a translation on the last chapter so here it goes

Fraulein-the translation app gave me "young girl" or "young lady" but my friend in German said its used similarly to "Ms" or "seniorita"

Principessa-Italian for princess

Ohime-sama-Japanese for princess. These two must have been obvious

Herr-"Mr" in German

seista-nap in Spanish and Italian

Vi ringrazio strega-Thank you witch

And I know in chapter 2 France spoke French and thanks to Laveina I know it now means "What is that worries you?" So thanks!

Sorry if I am using these words incorrectly, please tell me and I will happily correct it. I'm only familar with Spanish and bits of Latin and Japanese.