AN: Hey guys, welcome to First Kiss Wins! Sorry for the fail title... I can't do titles xD Thanks for reading anyway! Hope you enjoy!

Oh, and I'll do my best to keep the winner a secret until the last moment. Don't think just because this chapter is Prussia's POV that he's automatically the winner! France is still in the running too, I just thought Prussia's POV would be better for the first chapter.


"Gil. Gil. Gil!"

"Oh, huh?" The albino teen looked up from the computer screen, his hypnotic red eyes reflecting its glow. "What's up?"

"I've been trying to get your attention for a small eternity," complained Francis. "What's gotten into you today?"

"I'm bored." Gilbert didn't bother with politeness—that wasn't how he worked. He said what he thought and he meant what he said. That got him into trouble a lot, but it was just a part of his awesomeness, and why tamper with perfection?

The Frenchman, with flowing gold hair to his shoulders and dreamy blue eyes, looked offended. "What's wrong with a quiet night at home once in a while?"

"Nothing, but it's not like we're doing anything even remotely awesome," griped Gilbert. "Since somebody got put on house arrest."

Francis' perfect blonde brows drew together over a dark scowl. "That was not my fault!"

From the corner where he was sitting in a chair upside down, his back where his legs should be and vice versa, Antonio snorted. His wavy brown hair was falling back from where it usually rested across piercing lime-green eyes. "How wasn't that your fault, amigo? You got caught in the girls' dorms. Again. You're going to get expelled if you keep this up, Francia."

Francis waved the threat of being expelled away with an easy gesture. "Lighten up, Espagne! You're no fun at all since you started dating Lovina."

Toni spluttered angrily, jumping to his Lovina's defense. Like always. The guy was head-over-heels. Gilbert rolled his crimson eyes and turned back to surfing the web.

The three boys attended Hetalia High, a famous international boarding school. It boasted students and teachers from every corner of the globe. Francis, Gilbert, and Antonio were only a few representatives of the student body there, and they were all from different nations.

The three of them did, however, exist on the higher end of the attractiveness scale of the school. The trio was a menace—the girls were all warned away from the gorgeous Frenchman, German, and Spaniard, but none of them ever heeded the warnings. They all were wooed and won, but it inevitably ended the same. In heartbreak. Francis and Gilbert, at least, had never stayed with one woman for more than two months. Antonio seemed to have changed his ways since falling for Lovina—their relationship had been going on for a month already and he'd been single-mindedly chasing her for six months before that without seeing any other girls—but the others weren't looking to find anything permanent. Their main objectives in life were partying, getting drunk, and getting laid.

All activities that were suspended until Francis' house arrest to the dorm they shared ended.

The Spaniard sighed. He had always reminded Gilbert of a puppy—adorable and sweet, but not too bright. Well, it's not like Francis and Gilbert were A-earning students, but Toni seemed to lack even a scrap of common sense sometimes. And even he'd been able to avoid being detected the last time he'd snuck into the girls' dorms at night. That had been eight months ago, before he'd started chasing after Lovina. Stupid Francis. It was rare that Gilbert was ever angry with his roommates and best friends, but he was today.

"At least something interesting's happening next week!" said Francis cheerfully, tossing a leg over the arm of his chair and flipping open a magazine he certainly wouldn't be allowed to keep if any of the teachers found out about it. Toni was still sulking, glowering at Francis for daring to insult his beloved Lovi.

"What's that?" Gilbert asked idly, hardly listening. His bird, Gilbird, fluttered down from his favorite rafter, chirping musically as he landed on his master's outstretched hand. Gil petted the little guy, more interested in him than what Francis had to say.

"New students," Francis said gleefully, eyes full of mischief. "And one of them's a girl!"

Oh. Now Gil was paying attention. He let Gilbird fly off, offended at his master's inattention. "So, who are they? Where are they transferring from?" He was hoping for a German. German girls couldn't get enough of him.

"That's a long story," Francis said, leaning forward like he did when he had a story to tell. The Frenchman was the biggest gossip in the school. He hung around girls more often than any other guy, so it was to be expected that they'd talk, and anything somebody tried to withhold from him, he flirted out of them. If you wanted any information, any at all, you only had to talk to him and you'd be so well informed you'd walk away with your ears ringing. "They're twins, you see, but they were raised by different parents. The son was raised by his papa in America, and the daughter was raised by her mama in Canada. This is the first time they've seen each other in years! Interesting, no?"

Despite himself, Gilbert was a little compelled. Toni looked interested too—he scooted his chair closer to hear the story better.

"How'd they get in? Are their parents neurosurgeons or something?" Toni asked. "Paying one kids' tuition here is heavy, not to mention two." He glanced at Gilbert. "I mean, Gil and Ludwig's parents are filthy rich, so they can send two kids, but what do these guys do?"

"Onhonhonhon~" chuckled Francis, putting a finger to the side of his nose and leaning forward even farther. "That's the best part! The girl, she's a scholarship student! She's so smart that she managed to get in absolutely free. Her brother's not smart, but she wanted him to come with her for some reason, so the school board made an exception for them!"

Toni laughed. "I hope they're prepared to be the subject of gossip for a month."

"Does anyone know what they're like?" asked Gilbert.

"The boy's a football star—the American kind, you know, with the ridiculous shoulder pads and whatnot—and the girl, well, she has to be a total nerd, no? I mean, she was smart enough to get both herself and her brother in on scholarship!"

Gilbert turned back to his computer, already losing interest. Nerdy girls. Not awesome enough to warrant his attention. Not awesome enough at all.


AN: I promise the future chapters will be longer, but my first chapters are always short. Please leave me reviews-they're my addiction, you know, and the more I get the sooner I update! Tell me if there's anything you want to see and if I can I'll work it in. :D