Disclaimer: This is an AU story, set in a school. I wrote this story as a birthday present to one of my best (and craziest) friend, so please don't flame if you don't like the pairing. Each chapter will feature a different pairing, both boyxboy and boyxgirl. You have been warned. I don't own Hetalia (surprise? xD ). 'Nuff said. Let the crack begin.

Chapter one: Featuring Japan and Poland.

Level of cotton-sweet sugarness: Medium.


The Japanese boy couldn't believe the luck he had had that summer. Not only did he get into the school he wanted, he also managed to get the perfect summer job (a manga café) and best of all, the brown-haired boy smiled to himself, he got confesses to by a really cute girl, every boy's secret dream.

Kiku tried to discreetly look around the gym hall, that the first morning assemble was held in, to maybe spot his girlfriend Felicia.

Well frankly, he frowned, he wasn't sure her name was Felicia, because he still had a hard time with foreign names and the well-mannered boy had thought it rather rude to ask her name again. Still, he had called the impulsive girl Felicia-chan a dozens of times now and she didn't seem to mind, so he guessed he had got it right.

I wonder why I didn't notice her last year." The cosplay-lover thought absent-mindly. "And why she didn't want to meet until after the school day ended.

"Ne, ne." Kiku's thoughts were brutally interrupted by a bored pasta-lover. "Where's your girlfriend? I want to meet her!" The boy almost started to pounce excitedly.

A slip of the tongue two weeks ago had made the ditzy-head ask non-stop question about his friend relationship, some question so inappropriate that they had made the modest boy blush. Oh boy, had he regretted that slip.

"No, Feliciano-chan, I haven't seen her." He said patiently. "But…" As usual, the Italian didn't let him finish:

"I hope she's cute! Ah," The hazel-haired boy seemed to remember something, "Don't worry, I won't steal her from you. I mean, I would be really confused because her name is so similar to mine. Think I might actually call her Feliciano." The clumsy boy laughed, as if what he just had said made any sense at all.

"Feliciano!" The blond next to them scowled. "Quiet and stop pestering Kiku!" Ludwig sent an apologizing nod toward the Japanese, who smiled gratefully. Really, I have no idea how he can stand Feliciano sometimes.

"Oooh, a girlfriend?" A pair of red eyes glinted.

Great. The black-haired boy sank deeper down in his seat. Now he knows. The albino wasn't really known for keeping his mouth shut, neither when it came to comments or secrets.

"Aw, Bruder, you never tell me anything!" The albino pouted childishly, poking his brother, before turning his full attention to his latest source of amusement. "So," he tilted his head and smiled devilishly, "is she good in bed?"

"Bruder!" The clean-freak hissed, smacking his brother. "You don't ask such things!"

"What?" The arrogant man whined, still not giving up. "It's perfectly normal to ask that, I mean, it's not as if I ask if she has any fetish or if she likes.." That earned him another smack on the head.

The old-fashioned boy was burning with anger and embarrassment, so with blushing cheeks, he excused himself and escaped to the bathroom to maybe calm down a little bit.

Stupid Gilbert-san! He knew his cultural wasn't exactly the most open-minded one, but still, no matter the culture, wasn't it a little bit too much to ask such questions in public? Kiku shook his head, turning the water on extra cold.

Just as he had taken out his handkerchief, he heard one of the stall doors click open. Automatically, the brown-eyed boy looked up and gasped in surprise:

"Felicia-chan?"

A silence, thick as syrup filled the room.

"Ouch." The person (who was wearing a male uniform) scratched his head. "This wasn't like, what I planned." The blond shrugged and grinned. "Oh well, surprise!"

Kiku was lightstruck, but then he remembered his manners. "Oh, sorry, you mean you are her brother?"

"No," the green-eyed boy(?) made quotation marks with his fingertips. "I'm "Felicia-chan"." The Polish blushed and twirled one lock of hair around his fingers. "But, actually my name is Feliks.." He trailed of as he saw how shocked the other looked. "What, you really thought I was a girl?" The drama-lover started laughing.

"But, but…" The Japanese tried to take in this new information, "what about the skirts? And.."

"Well, I happen to like walking around in skirts and, "The straight-haired boy grinned. "It's not my fault I look good in them!"

The dark-eyed boy sighed, feeling a headache coming up. Then he felt a pair of warm hands around his own.

"Are you mad?" The green eyes that met his were filled with anxious. "Are you disappointed I'm not actually a girl? I'm really sorry if it seemed like I have fooled you but really, I never intended to!" The emerald-coloured eyes started to fill with tears. "Are, are you breaking up with me?"

If the manga-lover had even for one second doubted his feelings for the blond, they were washed away when he looked into his girl—boyfriend's eyes.

"Of course not." He kissed his impulsive and straightforward boyfriend. "I didn't fall for your gender, but for your personality."

"Really?" The green-eyed boy smiled. "That's good to hear." The Pole suddenly smirked. "So, want to skip the first school day?"

Kiku was about to say no, but then thought about it. I just found out my girlfriend is actually a boy, on the toilet of all places, so why not let the craziness last a little longer? So instead, he nodded.

"Great!" Feliks took his hand and smiled brightly. "Then let's go!"

And that was how the Japanese found out how boring detention was, but that didn't mean he regretted anything.


Next update the 26th =D Please look forward to the cute encounter of Sweden and Greece on the train!