Hana Michalis stepped out of the bookstore and under the overhang, she had accidently stayed much longer than she had intended browsing books which was admittedly one of her worst habits. She always spent forever deciding what to purchase because there were always so many books to choose from and she always had so little money to buy books with. Today was an especially difficult choice because two of her favourite authors had just released their latest novels and two of her favourite managka had just released their newest volumes, then there were two new series that her childhood friend Kiku recommended to her. But she only had money for the two novels, or one of the novels and two managa.

She eventually settled for one of the manga series that Kiku recommended, one of her favourites and one of the novels. They were now tucked safely away in her back pack, she blinked taking in the site of the darkening city street illuminated by the bright orange, yellow and red lights around her. It was later in the year and she had forgotten how soon dark would fall over the city as winter drew near.

She looked across the street that had cars slowly crawling along in the down pour when she saw a very familiar figure. "Kiku?" she asked herself watching his familiar mop of hair go down the street holding an umbrella. She stared confused, why's he wearing a black military uniform? I always thought he wore his white one when we weren't at school. She thought to herself, she dashed out across the street wanting to ask her friend how he was, "Kiku! Kiku!" she called but he didn't seem to hear her over the rain and the traffic. She was worried because he wasn't in class today and she thought maybe he was skipping again because he didn't want to meet everybody.

She continued to follow after him calling out, but he still didn't seem to hear her. Knowing full well that Kiku was not exactly fond of contact but knowing that she was occasionally permitted exceptions to the rule she reached forward tugging gently on the back of his uniform, "Kiku!"

"Kiku it's me Hana!" she called out as he paused in his step and turned around. Hana frowned and blushed bright red embarrassed she had stopped the wrong person. He had red eyes, instead of a lack of expression there was a slight scowl on his face and she noticed now that she was close his hair was more brown.

"I-I'm sorry you look a lot like my friend. I-I a-apologise I-I m-mistook you for him." She stuttered still flushed bright red and ducking her head. She trembled in fright, partially from embarrassment and partially because the person before her scared her somewhat. She was a fraidy-cat and she knew it, easily frightened and embarrassed.

"It's arright." The stranger apologised in a Japanese accent similar to Kiku's. However, he didn't sound like he truly accepted her apology and was saying it to keep a polite front, Hana looked up into his eyes that were cold and judgemental and she squirmed uncomfortably.

"I-I'll just be on my way then." She said turning on her heel to dash away down the street, one of her specialities in embarrassing situations running away in fright. Kiku knew it quite well since she got embarrassed easily and hid often, he often came to find her after she went into hiding.

Kuro watched the petit little girl run dash down the street still flushed bright red and her head ducked in embarrassment. At first he had been angered at the fact that someone had grabbed him in public, but when he turned around he was somewhat interested in the tiny little school girl.

He knew of Kiku, his counterpart but that wasn't what really drew his attention. He was curious about the fact that Kiku was interacting with someone- and more importantly someone who was not a country. And watching her run off he deemed that she was something to take interest in-perhaps a new toy. Already his mind was swirling with character designs for his manga that she had inspired with her small school girl appearance and his hand was itching to get started.

Hana meanwhile ducked around the corner of a building a few blocks away her face still red, she slapped her cheeks gently trying to will the blush to disappear and she peeked around the corner numerous times ensuring that the person she stopped wasn't looking for her and was long gone. When she had recovered from her embarrassment she continued on her way home.

She got home unlocking to door and letting herself in, she removed her shoes at the door tucking them aside. The lights were out and she turned them on padding over to the kitchen and pulling out ingredients to make dinner, she was the first one home again. Not that it bothered her, her father loved her very much but she understood his work was demanding as a nurse.

She fixed herself dinner putting her father's portion in the microwave-or chef mike as she liked to call the helpful little device for her father to heat up later. Returning to her portion she brought it with her to the living room turning the television on flicking through the channels before she found an anime she liked settling into the simple dinner of salmon, rice and broccoli. She ate the meal before pulling out one of her new manga books and settled in reading it before showering and getting changed for bed in her favourite pink pyjamas that had strawberries on them. Strawberries had always been her favourite fruit and admittedly pink was her favourite colour.

She awoke to her alarm clock blaring in the morning and ended up hitting snooze on it five times before climbing out of bed, but she was not late she had purposely set her alarms early so even if she slept in like she had-she could still wake up early. Yawning and sleepily she went into her bathroom brushing out her short hair before tying it back from her face with her two favourite pink ribbons.

She looked into the mirror at herself and smiled before changing into her uniform, she pulled on the dark navy blue skirt with a pair of black shorts, white dress shirt and navy blue blazer with the school emblem on. She finished getting changed by looking at herself in the mirror as she tied her tie into place and pulling on her white stockings. She straightened out her skirt and adjusted her sleeves which were always too big for her, she admittedly bought clothes from the children's section because she still fit into them. After rolling her sleeves up she looked at herself in the mirror smiling brightly.

"Alright, now you're ready for today! Let's give my best!" she coached herself, "You'll make a new friend for sure today!" and giggled, she had a handful of friends mostly thanks to Kiku, but she desperately wanted to overcome her shyness and make new friends. She made even some of her most recluse classmates seem like social butterflies because of her painful amount of shyness; her words would die in her throat, her tongue would stick to the roof of her mouth and her face would flush bright red-overall she couldn't even manage to squeak a word out to people she had just met. After time she could manage small sentences and if she were close enough full conversations she managed that with Kiku.

It didn't bother her much as a child, in fact she liked just having a small band of very close friends. But now a teenager having only a handful of close friends who seemed to be grow distant from her frightened her and she felt it was her fault, she wanted to become a better friend and wanted to be more sociable.

Hana skipped to the kitchen, her stockings causing her feet to slip and skid on the wood floors of her house. She withdrew a skillet and eggs and made preparations for omelettes one for herself and platted a second one for her father. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and got her father his cup of coffee. Just as she was half way into her meal her father was up and joined her.

They had a short discussion about how their day was yesterday before she had to continue getting ready for the day. "I'm leaving for school father!" she called as she slipped her backpack over her back and tucked her feet into her brown school shoes.

With that she skipped down the stairs in front of her house and dashed off to the city bus stop. She climbed on and found the only three seats open were at the front of the bus so she stood at the back of the bus leaving those seats open for people who really needed them, even helping a mother who came on a few stops later get her stroller on safely.

She eventually pulled out her iPod tucking her ear buds into place and putting the music on quietly, and had to focus on not singing along with the lyrics of her favourite songs that came on. She hopped off the bus and walked with a spring in her step and a smile on her face to class.

She found her seat and sat down removing her ear buds and withdrawing her new manga-the one Kiku recommended to her and began flipping through the pages. She was forcing herself to read as slowly as she possibly could which unfortunately for her was still extremely fast. The chair next to her moved and she glanced up seeing Kiku, she waved at him and he nodded his head.

"I see your new manga." He remarked nodding his head as he took his seat withdrawing his notebooks and pencils and straightening out his desk for class to begin.

"M-hm." She answered, "It's really good just like you said." She said shifting to display the cover and how far she had gotten. The two then began a quiet conversation as the rest of their classmates filtered in for class.

"Ciao~ bella!" Italy greeted Hana as he came over to ask Kiku how his day had been, the girl instantly flushed bright tomato red and ducked her head.

"H-h-hello." She stuttered out, she'd spent several years with Italy, in fact Hana knew him quite well. She met him because of Kiku and she tried desperately not to get embarrassed while around him but she couldn't help it, he was just so loud! Though she also admitted he was a very nice and very sweet boy. Italy soon started talking up a storm and Hana found herself unable to contribute anything and sighed in relief as class started.

Author's Rambling SpaceNew story, no not really, I've had this forever on my Netbook and wasn't sure about posting it but my Netbook's decided that it'd get really dumb and do evil things like delete files and have a really messed up battery. So I'm posting before it disappears forever.

So here's Kuro's story, but I've actually planned out a whole bunch of hetalia fics that overlap with one another in a series called International Love, Kuro's is supposed to be the second story after Al's but let's post out of order! So yeah... if you're ever confused by a reference to another character that's why, I'll do my best to explain them.

Thank you so much for reading, have an awesome day!