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       Germany pulled a box out of the closet. It was a dusty old box that looked as if it were going to fall apart and turn to dust any second now. Germany set it on his bed, being careful not to set it down too hard. He pulled the flaps open, just to have a cloud of dust blow up into his face. He waved the dust away and looked into the box. It was full of old photos, papers, books, and so much more.
       He sifted through a pile of papers that were placed on top of everything. He set them aside, seeing that there wasn't much importance to the papers right now. He pulled out pictures of him and Prussia. He set them aside, not wanting to think about Prussia right now. Germany sighed. "Prussia… Why do I have so many pictures of us…." More photos of him and Prussia came out, as well as pictures of him with his grandfather, Germania. He set them all aside, yet again, they were of no importance right now.
       About three books were in the box as well. One was titled "German War Tactics". Germany threw it behind him. "Don't need that anymore. Maybe I can give it to Italy…." He pulled out the other two. These he left beside the box. They were both old books Germany used to read a lot for… "reasons".
       Old awards and medals came out next. He set them on top of the books. The box was now empty. "Nothing much of meani-" Germany stopped. He noticed a paper in the corner of the box. It was folded multiple times so that it was tiny. "Wh-what's that…?" Germany asked, fearing what it was. His hand reached out and grabbed it.
       He slowly unfolded the old, dirty paper. It looked as though it were stained with strong coffee. The paper was now opened to reveal an old list Germany had written many years ago. Germany skimmed over the list. His eyes widened, seeing some of the things on the list. It was from the years when he was a child.
       The list was titled "Things I want to do before I die". Germany noticed the last two on the list. They were the only ones without a check mark next to it. The second to last read "Find the girl of my dreams again." The last read "Marry the girl of my dreams – Italy."
       He had nothing to say. When he was younger, he thought Italy was a girl. He would always try to get her to like him. When he had left Italy, they had kissed. Germany totally forgot everything about this. Italy walked into the room. "Hey Germany! What are you looking at?" Italy asked, peeking over his shoulder at the old paper. Germany crumpled it up and turned to Italy.
       "I-It's nothing…. Italy… Do you remember when you were a young country…? In Austria's house…?" Germany asked. Italy gave Germany a confused look.
       "How do you know that Germany…?" Italy asked.
       "Do you remember another child who went by Holy Rome…?" Germany responded. Italy nodded. Germany took a step closer to Italy. "That was me…" He looked away. Italy watched him.
       "Wow, really?! That's amazing!" Italy smiled.
       "… And I thought you were a girl and I was in love with you!" Germany added. Italy stopped smiling and looked at Germany. He remembered his kiss with Holy Rome. He never once thought it was anything more than two friends kissing goodbye. Italy took a step closer. He kissed Germany. Germany looked at him.
       "I loved you too, Holy Rome!" Italy giggled. Germany didn't respond. He just walked out of the room.

Description
       Germany pulled a box out of the closet. It was a dusty old box that looked as if it were going to fall apart and turn to dust any second now. Germany set it on his bed, being careful not to set it down too hard. He pulled the flaps open, just to have a cloud of dust blow up into his face. He waved the dust away and looked into the box. It was full of old photos, papers, books, and so much more.
       He sifted through a pile of papers that were placed on top of everything. He set them aside, seeing that there wasn't much importance to the papers right now. He pulled out pictures of him and Prussia. He set them aside, not wanting to think about Prussia right now. Germany sighed. "Prussia… Why do I have so many pictures of us…." More photos of him and Prussia came out, as well as pictures of him with his grandfather, Germania. He set them all aside, yet again, they were of no importance right now.
       About three books were in the box as well. One was titled "German War Tactics". Germany threw it behind him. "Don't need that anymore. Maybe I can give it to Italy…." He pulled out the other two. These he left beside the box. They were both old books Germany used to read a lot for… "reasons".
       Old awards and medals came out next. He set them on top of the books. The box was now empty. "Nothing much of meani-" Germany stopped. He noticed a paper in the corner of the box. It was folded multiple times so that it was tiny. "Wh-what's that…?" Germany asked, fearing what it was. His hand reached out and grabbed it.
       He slowly unfolded the old, dirty paper. It looked as though it were stained with strong coffee. The paper was now opened to reveal an old list Germany had written many years ago. Germany skimmed over the list. His eyes widened, seeing some of the things on the list. It was from the years when he was a child.
       The list was titled "Things I want to do before I die". Germany noticed the last two on the list. They were the only ones without a check mark next to it. The second to last read "Find the girl of my dreams again." The last read "Marry the girl of my dreams – Italy."
       He had nothing to say. When he was younger, he thought Italy was a girl. He would always try to get her to like him. When he had left Italy, they had kissed. Germany totally forgot everything about this. Italy walked into the room. "Hey Germany! What are you looking at?" Italy asked, peeking over his shoulder at the old paper. Germany crumpled it up and turned to Italy.
       "I-It's nothing…. Italy… Do you remember when you were a young country…? In Austria's house…?" Germany asked. Italy gave Germany a confused look.
       "How do you know that Germany…?" Italy asked.
       "Do you remember another child who went by Holy Rome…?" Germany responded. Italy nodded. Germany took a step closer to Italy. "That was me…" He looked away. Italy watched him.
       "Wow, really?! That's amazing!" Italy smiled.
       "… And I thought you were a girl and I was in love with you!" Germany added. Italy stopped smiling and looked at Germany. He remembered his kiss with Holy Rome. He never once thought it was anything more than two friends kissing goodbye. Italy took a step closer. He kissed Germany. Germany looked at him.
       "I loved you too, Holy Rome!" Italy giggled. Germany didn't respond. He just walked out of the room.