Another story! Yes, I know I should be updating the ones I have, but this is based on a really good RP I do with a good friend of mine, and I really, really needed to write it out! I hope you don't mind too much!

It was far too early in Emil's opinion, and far too English for his tastes, but he didn't really have much of a say on this, so there wasn't much point in complaining. Now he was stuck in this school in England, expected to get to know the youth of this generation and report back in a meeting.

There were several faults he saw in this plan, one being that he wasn't exactly a social butterfly and generally didn't enjoy the company of strangers, and the other that he didn't come across as particularly approachable, which meant that he wouldn't really get much of a chance to really get to know anyone.

He was sat beside the window in a uniform the school forced upon all its students, frowning. He looked outside, noting how the weather was similar to back at his home, cold and rainy. The teacher was talking about something to do with how in this new school year would be important to the rest of their lives, but Emil chose not to listen because it didn't really apply to him.

About twenty minutes into the lesson the door opened, and the Icelandic boy looked up for a moment before looking back at his book again, looking up again, a split second later realizing he knew the boy who walked into class. It was Hong Kong. He was sure of it. He had the same haircut and expression, but was wearing the same uniform as him.

"Sorry I'm late, sir." He said, not sounding sorry at all. By the looks of it, he'd probably gone to Starbucks before turning up, as he had one of the card cups in his hand that was letting of a constant stream of steam. Leon took a moment to look around and locate a seat. The only one left was by Emil. He, unlike the Icelander, knew they'd be in class together, and knew who else was attending the school at that precise moment.

He sat beside Emil, not acknowledging him much, as the point of them being there was to be incognito, and not draw attention to themselves; so they had to act like they'd never met, as they were technically transfer students from Iceland and Hong Kong. Taking out his books and pencil case, Leon started taking notes of what the teacher was saying.

It took him a moment to realize that his English was lacking since last time he had needed to use it, as he'd been away from England for a long while now, and even when he was in England's house although Arthur would say he was fluent, and he would nod, going along with it, Leon's English was only mediocre at best, in his opinion. Words with more than two syllables often tripped him up, and he found it hard to understand when people spoke too quickly or mumbled. In his opinion Chinese was so much better.

Leon looked at his book and noticed that what he'd been writing didn't make much sense. He'd left out words that he'd not caught, and put characters where he couldn't remember spellings. Usually he would use his phone to correct his English, but the school seemed to have some kind of anti-phone policy, so he was left to flounder in his inability to take good notes.

Despite the school work being just to fit in to the human society, Leon knew Yao would be more than a little annoyed at him if his work was not up to standard, so he knew he was going to have to work on it. Leon reasoned that after he'd spent some time in the country, he'd pick up the language again, after all he was 'fluent' only a few years ago.

Emil looked over at Leon's book, wondering what notes he was supposed to have been taking, as he'd just been doodling, and saw the Asian's notes. He squinted at it questioningly, wondering what half of it meant, as there were many bad spellings and occasional Chinese characters thrown in, as if it was supposed to make sense "You need some help with that?" he whispered to Leon, assuming he was struggling.

"No, I'm fine, English needs correcting..." Leon replied, looking distracted. Emil gave him a questioning look, before shaking his head and looking back at his own book. He pondered briefly whether Leon meant that his English needed correcting, or that the English language itself needed correcting. He didn't ask, instead looking at the teacher and attempting to get some use out of the lesson.

The teacher was now speaking about poetry, and the difference between similes and metaphors, which didn't really spark much of a response in the class, who all seemed bored of the topic; it reminded Emil of a world meeting, except even less relevant to him.

The lesson went past slowly, as did the next one, which happened to be history, and despite the fact it should have been interesting, it wasn't. Perhaps it was because he'd lived in that time, or because he already heard a lot about everyone's history on a regular basis. Leon looked equally bored, but continued to take his notes, hoping desperately to be able to translate them correctly when he got home.

After half a day's worth of lessons, it was finally Lunch break, and Leon decided to follow Emil, having nothing better to do with his time, and to be fair, the Icelander was pretty cute. As he did, he was sure he could feel someone's eyes on him, then remembered Mei was at this school as well and was probably watching him to see him make an idiot of himself or something. Leon thought to himself that she'd have more luck watching one of her siblings humiliate themselves if she were to watch Yong, but he assumed it must have been because the novelty would have worn off.

Leon sat beside Emil, who'd sat in a secluded grassy area with a tree, away from most of the school "Did you want something?" he asked, looking up at Leon questioningly.

"No." the Asian replied, sitting beside him and getting out the lunch box Kiku had insisted on packing for him. To his non-surprise, he had been given a selection of tasty looking sushi. He internally thanked Kiku for a nice lunch. Glancing over at Emil, he saw that the other's lunch mostly consisted of liquorice cables and a jam sandwich.

"So…" Emil began, hoping to illicit some kind of conversation and get some answers "What are you here for?" he was hoping Leon was here for the same reason he was, but perhaps he wasn't, so it was probably a good idea to ask, not only that, but he wasn't entirely certain on what he was meant to be doing anyway, something to do with getting to know the students, but in his opinion, they weren't really worth all that much of his time.

"Yao said it was to inter-interga… mix with the youth." Leon replied, slightly irritated with his English.

"Integrate?" Emil offered.

"Yeah, that one, and we look about the right age." he continued before popping some more of his lunch into his mouth. Emil nodded, finishing his sandwich. A couple of crumbs stuck to the corners of his mouth that he quickly swiped away with the back of his hand.

"You're not going to blend in with that English, you know…" Emil commented, opening his bag of liquorice and taking a bite out of one of the cables.

"It's been a while…" Leon said truthfully "and Chinese is better anyway…"

"You want help?"

"With Chinese, I don-"

"No, with English… stupid."

"Oh… do you teach?"

"Technically no, but I could help you with words you don't understand or something, I guess…" Emil realized that he knew very little about how to teach another language, and chances were he probably wouldn't be of much use.

"Maybe you help with my notes?" Leon suggested, looking at Emil, in hie eyes, fascinated by the colour and how the colour was made up of many other colours that all seemed to blend at a distance to become the purplish blue they were.

"Sure, you want to come over to mine after school?" Emil asked, thinking it could be a good place to go through his notes "Or Starbucks?" he suggested, remembering the cup of coffee that had been on the desk, filling the classroom with it's rich scent.

"Yao wants me home… you come to my house." Leon said, not realizing he'd said it as more of a command than a request or suggestion.

"Uh… sure. I'll just text Lukas." Emil got his phone out and typed out a message to Lukas

'Going to a friend's house, will be home late.'

Leon got his phone out and called Yao; he would have texted him, but he didn't like the western style phone he was given, because his wouldn't pick up signal in the UK for some reason. Had Emil known Chinese, he would've been able to understand what Leon was saying. Translated, it would have sounded something like "Hey Yao… No I'm not in trouble… No I don't need you to pick me up early… I… can…" he rolled his eyes as Yao launched into a lecture about school again "No… Can Iceland come over after school?... No… I know… I won't… I will… okay… okay…. okay… yes...yes… I will… okay...bye." he shut the phone, ending the call.

Leon looked at Emil who had been watching him on the phone with curiosity at the foreign language and what he'd been saying. Their held gaze was broken when Emil's phone vibrated in his pocket again. Both of their eyes were diverted to the Islander's trouser pocket. He pulled the phone out, only fumbling slightly and looked down at the phone, reading the message.

'Okay, but be home before 8:00PM or you'll be in trouble,

big brother xxx'

Emil rolled his eyes at the fact that not only had Lukas signed the text off, despite being the recipient of the first text, but to sign it off like that. He was tempted to text back that he wasn't going to call Lukas 'big brother' but he felt it could prove to be counterproductive and wouldn't help him "Yeah, it's cool." he said, still feeling slightly peeved at his brother, but trying to be mature and not let it show.

"Good." Leon said simply, finishing his lunch off and closing the box Kiku had given him.

"Want one?" Emil said, offering a cable of liquorice to Leon. He was hoping Leon would decline, because he didn't really want to give it away, but he felt like it would only be polite.

"Sure." He said, wanting also to be polite, but not really thinking, just trying to count all the colours that made up Emil's eyes, as there were so many. He blinked for a moment when Emil passed him a cable, forgetting for a moment that he'd just asked for one. Leon took a bite, discovering that he wasn't actually all that fond of the flavour, but he ate it all to be polite, and not insult Emil who seemed to be enjoying the cables very much, by the rate he was eating them at, and the attention he paid the sweet.

Leon wasn't sure what to do now. He'd been invited to visit Emil's home, and given food, and help for English, not only that but he'd agreed to come over later on that day. It took him a few moments to process whether Emil was hinting at anything or not. Considering he'd already taken a liking to the white haired boy, who had such colourful eyes and looked so disinterested in the world, Leon was probably bias when he came to his decision.

"Did you want to make out?" Leon asked.

"I-I'm sorry, what!?" Emil exclaimed, not sure he could quite believe his ears, his face turning a light shade of pink.

"Sorry, was my English wrong?"

"N-no! I don't think so; you were talking abou-"

"Kissing, yes." Leon interrupted, making Emil's face darken to a much fuller pink "I'm sorry, I got the signals wrong, didn't I." he said, not sounding particularly sorry at all.

"S-so you should be!" he said, not knowing where to look "I hardly even know you!"

"I am the Special Admin-Adminis- fuck… I can do this… Ad-min-is-tra-tive region of Hong Kong." he began, earning a questioning look from Emil "I'm here on business; I'm staying with Yao, Kiku, Mei and Yong. Macau is back at our home in Yao's home, keeping the house nice. Lien is… just not getting involved… Anyway, I like fest-ivals, and fireworks, and when I lived in Arthur's house, I used to annoy him with them." Leon said, hoping that would mean something "What about you?" he asked, wanting to know more about Emil.

"Well, I'm the Republic of Iceland; I'm also here on business, and uh… I'm staying with Lukas, Mathias, Tino, Berwald and Peter. I like volcanoes and I left at home because he annoys me." Emil said, not entirely sure about what he should have been saying, but thinking that what he said, didn't sound too bad.

"Hm… I have a Panda, but I left her at home, because customs didn't let me bring him… Macau is looking after him..." he said, wondering what else he should say.

"I see…"

"It is very loud in my house… which is not always a good thing… People always come in my room and want to talk to me when I'm on tumblr…" Emil's ears caught onto the last part of what Leon had said.

"You have tumblr?" he asked, amazed that he wasn't the only nation with an account.

"Yes." he said, wondering what blogs Emil followed and if they shipped any of the same ships as each other "Did you want to make out now?" Leon asked, wondering if that was enough, and that Emil was actually interested, and he wasn't just floundering in the English language for no reason.

"Uh… I… isn't this a little fast?" he said, wanting to kiss him, but feeling like perhaps it was a little early for such things "Are we even dating?"

"Do you want us to be dating?" he said, hoping the answer would be positive.

"Well…" Emil began, his face blushing again, and even his ears turning a little bit pink "Maybe… "

"Maybe?"

"Possibly…"

"Possibly?"

"Kind of…."

"Kind of?"

"... Yeah…"

"Awesome." Leon said, a genuine smile on his face. He didn't smile much at all, even if he was happy, but there was something about Emil's face that made him always want to smile. Emil's face was beetroot red by this point, but he smiled a little too.

Not particularly far away from this scene, Mei and Lili were hidden behind a bush, watching the two of them together "Oh my gosh… I've not seen him smile like that in… I don't know how long." Mei whispered to Lili who was crouched next to her.

"Wow… he looks really happy, then… I know someone like that too." Lili, said with a little, smile, kneeling beside Mei, and finding herself admiring how pretty her long dark hair was, and how pretty she was.

"Yeah… I wonder what Yao would think about this…"

"Oh no, you're not telling him, are you?"

"No, of course not, I'm just wondering."

Meanwhile, Leon and Emil were just smiling, looking eachother in the eye "125… no 127" Leon said thoughtfully.

"Huh?"

"127 colours in your eyes." Leon said, tilting his head to the side a little, as if checking from another angle that he was correct. He moved his head closer, so their noses were touching, looking into Emil's eyes, admiring them. From a distance they were like jewels, but up close, he could see all the lines and the details.

Emil took a breath, and closed his eyes, closing the gap between them, and making their lips meet. He wasn't sure of what to do, and he was hoping Leon would have more of an idea as to what to do from this point.

Leon was taken slightly aback for a moment, though he didn't let it show. He closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss a little, trying to guide Emil better. The only kissing experience Leon had was when he was too drunk to think and someone kissed him at a festival, which was entirely different to this.

Fireworks were going off in his head, and his heart was racing madly in his chest. He couldn't believe it. He moved a hand to the nape of Emil's neck, his fingers threading through his white hair, being careful at the same time not to make the kiss too deep too fast, not wanting to make Emil freak out or back out of the kiss.

Emil's face was burning red, even his ears were beetroot red. He allowed Leon to lead the kiss as he seemed to have more of an idea of what to do than he did. He just went with what Leon did, knowing it was probably inadequate, though the Asian didn't seem to mind at all, placing his other hand on his waist. Emil just kept his hands on the grass to lean on, as Leon leaned into him as they kissed, pressing himself against Emil.

Leon broke the kiss after a moment and took a deep breath, his face ever so slightly flushed "So, we're dating now?"

"Yeah… I think so…"

"I think we need to practice that…" Leon said, thinking that Emil could probably kiss much better once he learned how to better.

"I'll teach you English, and then we can… maybe." Emil said, adding the 'maybe' because he didn't want to sound too desperate, or pushy.

"Maybe?"

"Probably..."

"Probably?"

"Yeah…"

"Awesome."

It was at that moment when Mei decided to step in and do something. She stood up from the bush and marched over to the two boys "Hello, Mei." Leon greeted her in Chinese, as he prefered it "Tell Lili to come out too." he added slightly loudly in English, having worked out that they were present, but not caring all that much, as it mattered very little to them about who he was kissing

"You're psychic!" Lili stood up, giggling.

"How did you know we were there!?" Mei exclaimed, having thought for a while about that hiding place.

"Because I can just tell." he replied, reverting into Chinese. Emil just sat beside him, vaguely recognising Mei, and knowing Lili briefly from European meetings. Mei huffed, puffing her cheeks a little.

"You're so annoying, little brother!"

"I regret nothing."

"Yeah… well… I hope you choke on sushi!" he said, storming off, Lili trailing behind her.

"The joke's on her; I finished my sushi." Leon said, matter-of-factly. Emil nodded, not sure where that comment came from, because they'd been arguing in Chinese. He decided it would be better not to ask.

The bell went to show it was the end of lunch break, so the two of them stood up and filed back into the school with the rest of the students, for their next lessons.

Okay, that's the end of this chapter! I hope you liked it! If you like this story, please give me a review, so that I know what you think!

Question time!

1. How will Yao react to them being together?

2. Will they actually get any work they need to do done?

3. What will happen when they have to go back to their own countries?

4. Will Leon ever master the English language?

5. Did this fanfiction originate in Korea?

I'm really sorry about how few updates there have been, but there's been a lot going on as of recent, and I've only really just gotten back into writing. If you want to know more, I make journal posts here diary , but you don't have to look if you don't want ^_^; it's just an explaination as to why I've not been updating frequently.