Okay~! Story time. This is an AU school fic, not a World Academy one but still a school story thing.

Pairings; A lot...like really...a looooooot.

Some notes; I type with accents or at least try to. I find it fun to do, so sorry if that irritates you, but keep it in mind while reading. Also there is some spratic forgein in here, translations at the bottom.

That's all for now, enjoy~!

Have you ever done something incredibly stupid?

Or more like, you do something that changes everything without ever really intending too? Just one little thing that ended up snowballing into this huge catastrophe. The kind of catastrophe where people end up crying, getting hurt and throwing frying pans. Yeah, I did say frying pans. Well that's exactly what happened my junior year in high school. It all started with a misunderstanding, the crazy chick with the frying pan, and meddling. Lots and lots of meddling.

Sadiq tromped down the stairs muttering to himself along the way. It was way, way too early to be up, and already he was feeling exhausted. He rubbed a hand down his face, yawning really big as he did so, and finally reached the bottom of the stairs. He paused and cocked his head towards the kitchen.

Silence.

"Really ma'?" He sighed turning down the hall by the stairs. Along the way he passed a small table with a basket on it. The basket was the ceremonial dumping place for all objects without a home and contained a variety of things. Sadiq picked up a baseball from the basket and tossed it in his hands as he approached the door at the end of the hallway. Cracking it open, he could hear snoring from inside the room, 'Ya ma', real lady like'. He rolled his eyes and pulled his arm back, "OI MA'! TIME'TA WAKE UP!" The baseball flew out of his hand, and smacked onto the head board with a loud bang. It then fell onto his mom's head.

"HUH!" She jerked up into a sitting position. 'Bull's-eye.' Sadiq smirked while his mom rubbed her eyes. "Owww. That s'not nice Sadi" She mumbled before yawing and rubbing her forehead too. Stretching she crawled out of bed and stumbled over to Sadiq. "What's you want tis early anyway?" She groaned walking down the hall towards the kitchen, her brown hair in a horrible rat's nest.

"Uh, 'ello? It's a Monday." He said raising an eyebrow and following her. Finally getting into the kitchen, she pulled out the coffee pot. "So?" She grumbled putting the water and beans in.

Sadiq ran a hand through his short brown hair, "Ya know school's started back up, evet?"

The reaction was instant. His mom's eyes went wide.

"NE CEHENNEM? şaka mı yapıyorsun?" She yelled almost dropping the coffee pot, "Ah, tanrım. Haklısın! Bu nasıl kaçırdım! Salak, salak!"

She began smacking her forehead and running around the kitchen pulling out cereal boxes from the cabinets. Annoyed Sadiq said, "Ma', speak English."

"Ne?" She said stopping in her rampage for a moment grinning shyly, "Oh, sorry."

Placing the cereal on the table, she also set out three bowls and utensils. "What about yer brothers?"

"They're up." Sadiq said sitting down and shaking some Lucky Charms into his bowl. His mom nodded, and satisfied with her amount of parenting for the morning, whirled out of the kitchen. She headed off to her bedroom while calling, "Get yer brothers Sadi~!"

Sadiq paused with his spoon halfway to his mouth. Sighing, he put it back down and tipped his head back, "OI! GUPTA! HERACLES! FOOD!", and then went back to eating his breakfast. Doors slammed and feet stomped down the stairs, as his brothers ran into the kitchen.

"Good morning Sadi." Gupta said yanking the chair out in front of him and sitting down. Sadiq nodded still munching on cereal, and felt someone brush past his shoulder. "Eh, feta breath. Why don't'cha say morin' to me?" He snapped looking up at Heracles as he passed.

Heracles shot him a dirty look, and snatched his bowl off the table. He stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room muttering under his breath, "Damn Turk."

"Eh! What's yer problem?" Sadiq asked turning around in his seat. Gupta just rolled his eyes and poured himself some milk, "You two are starting this already?"

The Turk flipped around in his chair, "Aint my fault. He started it."

"Oh? And who was the one to call him 'feta breath'?"

Sadiq opened his mouth but realizing his mistake, glared down at his cereal, "Shut up."

Gupta grinned, his green-yellow eyes flashing. Shoving his chair back, Sadiq downed the last of his cereal, and took off towards the stairs. "Gupta's on clean up duty!" He called, charging up the stairs before he could hear a protest. Sadiq ran down the hall and into his bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind him. He had less than…Shit! Fifteen minutes before the bus showed up, and he was still in his boxers and t-shirt.

He flung his shirt off, not really caring where it landed as his room was already an unmanageable mess anyways, and began tugging on a pair of jeans. Nearly falling over in the process, he also managed to get a clean black, button up shirt on. He dug under his bed for a few minutes till he pulled out his black sneakers, and some weird thing, that at one point in time may have been food. That's when he heard the bus honk from the street, he cursed quietly to himself while grabbing his back pack and hoodie from his bed. He was yanking the army green hoodie on and hopping on one foot trying to get his shoes on. First on one foot, then the other.

Gupta (he had also finished getting ready) glided out of his room wearing a loose and flowing white top, khaki pants, and sandals. Sadiq looked him over, "Aren't ya gonna get cold?"

Looking down at what he was wearing, Gupta just shrugged causing the gold collar he wore to flash. It had been a present from his mom. It had an ankh in the center of it and had been a sort of, 'I'm-sorry-we-got-divorced-So-I'm-making-it-up-with-presents' kind of thing. Sadiq usually never questioned Gupta's reasoning and just followed behind him. Heracles was already sitting in the living room, reading a book about cats for some weird reason. With his head bent over the book it caused his wavy brown bangs to fall into his face.

"Nice outfit." Sadiq snorted, earning another glare from Heracles. 'He looks like a moron. I mean, a blue t-shirt, khakis, and flip-flops? What is with these two about khakis and opened toed shoes anyway? It's frikin January!'

He was about to voice his opinions when his mom rushed in half dressed (as usual). "Boys! Did'ya think to run off, 'fore tellin me bye?" She grinned and pulled her red dress shirt on. They all grumbled, hoping to have skipped this part of the morning, but gave in knowing she was rather persistent.

"Bye Ma'!" Sadiq called running towards the front door, but still getting a hair ruffle and smooch before he left. "Bye Sulie." Gupta said nodding as he left. She called after him waving like crazy, "Don't forget! I'm picking ya up from school ta'day, an'droppin ya at yer mom's. Yer dad's gettin home late t'night!"

Heracles tried to duck under her arm, but was stopped anyway. "Eh, where's my goodbye?" Sulie asked grinning. Despite that fact, Heracles looked at her coldly, "Bye Sulie." He turned to leave but was stopped again when she grabbed onto his arm.

"You can call me 'mom', ya'know right?" She asked, concern lacing her voice, a troubled in her eyes. Heracles just nodded and pulled his arm from her grasp shutting the door behind him. Sulie slumped over, a deep pain hitting her heart. She sighed and then looked over at the clock, "OH BOK! I'll be late again!" She yelled running back to her room.

Sadiq and Gupta had already climbed on the bus, and were sitting next to each other. Heracles got on shortly after them and gave Sadiq another glare as he made his way to the back of the bus and settled in.

"Tch. I don't know why he hates me so much." Sadiq grimaced, watching his breath cloud up due to the cold air and lack of heat on the bus. Gupta, wishing he had brought a coat, just shrugged and scooted closer to his step-brother to try and regain some body heat. The bus rumbled on and made a few more stops picking up more kids. Most were chatting happily about their recent holiday and how much they were looking forward to seeing the rest of their friends at school. Sadiq was zoning out until there was a loud commotion at the front of the bus. "See fratello? I told you the bus wasn't late~."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Sadiq couldn't help but grin as Lovino stormed down the bus isle and dropped into the seat in front of him. Feliciano wasn't far behind and broke out into a huge grin when he saw Sadiq and Gupta. "Ve~! Guys! I haven't seen you in forever!" He said plopping into the space next to Lovino, his amber eyes glittering happily.

"Yeah, haven't seen ya in a while either. What'cha been up too?" Sadiq asked grinning at the two brothers. Lovino rolled his eyes, "Oh, just the usual. Feli being so god damn clingy just like papa, and Marcello kept pulling his stupid 'mafia' bullshit and searching our rooms."

Feliciano looked over hurt, "Waa! Don't be some mean Lovino!" He then tried to give him a hug which just pissed off Lovino even more. His hazel eyes were glaring venomously at his brother, "Would you stop it with your hugging already?"

Both Sadiq and Gupta were laughing really hard by now as the two brothers continued arguing. Once they finally stopped, they all began sharing about their Christmas vacations. Sadiq was gloating over how much money he had already raised for his car when Feliciano gasped looking over at Gupta quickly, "Oh! Gupta! Your mamma wanted me to tell you to remember that you guys are gonna be moving in soon and to be ready to pack your things this weekend~."

Gupta blinked, surprised.

"Really? I thought they were waitin till the wedding?" Sadiq asked looking at Lovino and Feliciano. The former just shrugged, "Eh, I got no idea what the hell is going on either."

The two brothers both grew quite, thinking about their dad's soon to be marriage to Cleopatra, Gupta's mom. Soon she and Gupta would be moving into their home, and their already small house would be even more crowded. Sadiq looked over at the two silent twins, also catching a glimpse out the window as he did so. His eyes widened as he realized where they were and he nudged Gupta to get his attention. After he whispered the question in his ear, Gupta smirked and shook his hand, "Deal."

It wasn't long after that till Feliciano looked up. "Ve~! Oh! It's that house I like so much!" He called pressing his face to the window, crushing his brother in the process.

"Feli…what….are you doing?" His brother gasped trying to crawl out from under him. After a little bit of wiggling Lovino managed to succeed and shot a dirty look at Feliciano. Lovino was about to start yelling at him again until he realized that his brother was too busy gazing out the window to even notice.

"It has such a pretty garden, don't ya' think? And I love that, um, I think it's called a turret? Ya'know the bit that looks like a tower? Oooooh, and there are the doggies~!" He sing songed looking at the four dogs that barked as the bus went past. "I think that one's a Doberman, and that one's defiantly a german shepherd, and that's a…golden retriever maybe? I can't tell. Oh yeah! And can't forget the albino german shepherd!" He giggled and sighed, "Ve~, they are all sooooo cute~!"

He finally grew quite when he realized, that 1) no one else was talking and 2) they were all looking at him. His cheeks immediately flamed up, "W-what?"

Lovino and Sadiq just busted out laughing as Gupta grimaced and slapped a twenty dollar bill into Sadiq's hands, "Thank ya very much!"

Feliciano crossed his arms over his chest, "Ve~! What's so funny?" He demanded trying to glare at all of them and failing horribly.

"Well I bet Gupta twenty bucks that you'd go crazy over that house, again. An' I won!" Sadiq called happily wiping tears from his eyes and hugging the twenty. They all just looked at him. "What? I need car money." Sadiq said stuffing the twenty into his back pack to be found at a later date.

"Besides that was a sure bet," Lovino snorted, "you freak out about that house day, after day, after day, after day, after day….."He said trailing off and getting another round of laughter from Gupta and Sadiq.

Feliciano just blushed even more and buried his head in the red scarf he had around his neck, "Shut up." He mumbled and shot another glare at his brother, "You can't talk either fratello. What about that house on Bradford, with the tomato garden? And you always go on, and on about the-Mmph!" Feliciano was cut short as Lovino slapped his hand over his brother's mouth silencing him. He laughed nervously, "W-what are you talking about? M-moron don't say things that aren't true!"

Gupta and Sadiq shot each other looks, and Gupta was about to ask what was wrong when the bus came to a screeching halt. "Everyone get off! And if you leave anything I'm throwing it away!" The bus driver yelled, he then added, "And god forbid I find anymore spit wads!"

All the kids got up grumbling and started shoving each other towards the front of the bus. Feliciano, Lovino, Gupta, and Sadiq all started to file off until Feliciano turned around and said, "But it is true!" He danced out of the bus and onto the ground just in time to miss Lovino's hand.

"I HATE-A YOU SO MUCH-A!" Lovino snarled storming off in the opposite direction. Feliciano blinked in surprise. "Where are you going Lovino? Homeroom is this way~." He said jerking his thumb towards the right.

Lovino stopped for a moment and when he saw his brother was right he whirled around. "SHUT UP!" He snapped grabbing Feliciano's scarf as he passed.

"Oh! Apparently we're going. Bye guys! Hope we have classes together~!" Feliciano said waving bye as Lovino drug him off.

"Come on." Sadiq said to Gupta, placing a hand on his shoulder. Gupta nodded and the two headed towards the stairs that led up to the main building and away from the cafeteria where the busses let out. Once at the top Sadiq threw the doors open and a rush of heat and chatter washed out. He grinned over towards Gupta, "This semester's gonna be different. I just know it!"

Feliciano hummed to himself happily as he dialed in his locker combination. Homeroom had just ended and everyone had received their new schedules. Feliciano grinned at the fact that this semester, he had all the classes he liked; language arts, art, science, and home ec. He was jerked out of his thoughts when he heard something slam into the locker next to him.

"Fuck. Why do I always get the busted one?" Lovino snapped slamming his locker again until finally it opened a small fraction. He was then able to pry it open and shove his black jacket inside along with his backpack. He had to pull the long sleeves of his red shirt down because the jacket had pushed them up his arms. Over the redlong sleeved shirt was a black t-shirt that had a white skull in the middle in-between a pair of wings. He also had on dark blue jeans, and dark red converse. Honestly, everything about Lovino was usually dark or angry.

"Don't be so mad fratello. It could not even open at all." Feliciano said shrugging out of his gray pea coat and tossing it and his scarf inside. He straightened his red, plaid collared shirt. It was open in the front, and over a pink t-shirt. He had light blue jeans and bright red converse on underneath. Lovino snorted, "Easy for you to say 'mister everything goes my way'."

Feliciano looked over, hurt, and was about to voice his concern when Lovino slammed his locker shut to keep the unbalanced tower of stuff from falling out. The sudden loud noise startled Feliciano, causing him to yelp and jump back. Unfortunately there was someone behind him. And to add to the misfortune he crashed into them. They both lost their balance and fell over, Feliciano hitting his head in the process. "Owwww. Man that really, really, hurt." He muttered sitting up, rubbing his forehead and the back of his head where it had hit the floor.

He heard someone not far away yell in an overly loud voice, "Kesesese! Nice von vest! Zhat vas totally NOT awesome!"

'Huh, that voice sounds reeeally familiar…no way!' Feliciano's eyes snapped open and he looked at who he had crashed into. A tall boy was sitting on the floor rubbing his chin. His green army jacket was slightly rumpled from the fall, but his black t-shirt, which he wore under it, was fine. He had on dark blue jeans tucked into black combat boots. His blonde hair was slicked back, and one of his piercing blue eyes was squinted shut in discomfort. "Shut up bruder." He snapped standing up. He then looked down in annoyance to see who had caused him to fall, "Vatch vhere you are going next time."

Feliciano just stared at him while another person walked into his line of view. He had a dark blue hoddie on over a black and white jersey. His jeans were black as where his tennis shoes, but the most striking thing about him was his white hair, which stuck up all over his head. It looked like he had just rolled out of bed and thrown clothes on. Which he probably had.

"Hey vest…I think your thick skull broke his brain." Gilbert said snickering again. His brother glared at him, "He hit my chin you dummkopf," the blonde turned his attention back to the small flustered brunet, "Do you need help up?" He asked, extending his hand towards the boy on the floor, "Vell?"

Feliciano looked at the hand then up at the other boy. Blushing violently he shoved himself up off the floor, "Ve, ah, n-no. Huh, whoopsies, looks like that was my bad." He said grinning nervously, "Ve, sorry about that~."

The blonde just shrugged, and taking the blush as a sign of embarrassment and nothing more, he swung his arm down to get his backpack from the floor, "Gilbert you moron, ve're going to be late to first period."

Gilbert looked between the two of them, his cruel red eyes pausing on Feliciano, taking in his flushed face. With a knowing look, he then sauntered over to his brother and whispered something in his ear. The blonde's entire face went red, "Vhat ze hell is your problem today?" He shoved Gilbert away from him and stormed off down the hall.

"Kesesese, veeeeest come baaack!" Gilbert yelled following his brother down the hall. Lovino had been gaping in shock the whole time, but now he wiped the look of his face. It was promptly replaced by his usual scowl, "Come on Feli." He turned and began on his way down the hall.

"Uh, yeah. One minute~!" Feliciano said, stooping to pick up his backpack from the floor and slamming his locker shut too. He hurried off down the hall after his brother, but still cast a look over his shoulder.

Gilbert had caught up with his brother and it looked like he was trying to apologize. Whatever he said made his brother blush again and yell at him. Feliciano let out a huge sigh, 'That was too close.' Another look and he saw the boy turn around to snap something at Gilbert but his gaze wandered down the hall. Their eyes locked.

Feliciano blushed and looked down, 'Way to close.'

Lovino slammed his head onto the lunch table causing it to shake, and endangering everyone's milk. "Oi! Watch it Lovino!" Sadiq snapped.

Lovino just groaned in response,"Mhut the fuck up."

"What's the matter mi amigo?" José asked sitting down next to Gupta and biting into his burrito. Lovino picked his head up and sighed, "I have all of one, ONE, class with my brother."

José smirked, "And tha's a bad thing? If I had that many classes con mis hermanos? Oh dios, I'd go crazy muchacho." He shot a dirty look over his shoulder at the rather loud table across the room and its occupants, "Tch, bad enough I gotta sit through lunch lis'enin' to that gringo." José glared at the table one more time before biting into his burrito angrily.

"You just don't get it! Alfred, yeah he's an ass sometimes, but Feliciano? He's such an idiota; I gotta be there to protect him. Like what if this really big person messes with him? What if he starts crying? Huh? What then?" Lovino said exasperated. Sadiq just sighed as Lovino ranted on and on about his 'weak little brother'.

The day was already half over and he just had to survive another two periods before the bell rang. Sadiq was slightly ticked off at his schedule, because he hardly shared any classes with his friends. He'd already gone to the counselor to try and change it, but there were no classes he could switch into.

'On the bright side at least I don't have any classes with-'Sadiq's thoughts were interrupted as a hand roughly grabbed his shoulder and yanked him back. He looked up into a pair of mischievous dark brown eyes, "Eh cuz'."

"Fareiba?" Sadiq snapped yanking his shoulder out of her grasp. She smirked, dumped her back pack on the ground, and swung her legs over the seat. "Shouldn't I be getting a 'ello' too, eh?"

"Don't you have I.S.S?" Gupta asked swirling his straw around in his milk. Fareiba looked over at Gupta as she pulled an apple out of her backpack, "Ah, I did, I did my friend, but I be getting out of it today!" She smiled happily, but then shivered, "Can anything work in dis damn school?" She nodded her head towards the heater when José gave her a confused look.

Lovino rolled his eyes, "If you're cold then you should try wearing a jacket."

Fareiba stuck her tongue out at him, and bit into the apple. She was wearing blue jeans tucked into brown boots, and a long green top with gold trim. Anyway she still turned around and yanked a red sweat shirt out of her backpack and tugged it on, "Stole it from Alfred. Nice, bale?"

A thought suddenly popped into her head, "Oh, Gupta! You being a very good friend, you will let me be borrowing your geometry homework." She clapped her hands together and smiled. Lovino began choking on his milk and Gupta had to hit his back hard to make him spit it out. "OH GOD! I…need it t-to!" He coughed out. Sadiq looked at them both, "How do'ya 'ave homework on the first day of school?"

Lovino and Fareiba both said in unison, "Math 1 support, we had vacation homework."

José started laughing, "Guhahaha, you guys in math 1 again? What, fail it the first semester?"

Gupta turned to glare at him, "So did you. Now be silent for once." He then turned to the other two and gave them both a disappointed look, "One, how do you know I'm learning geometry right now, and two if I even am, how do you know I have it done?"

"Easy," Lovino said, "that's the first thing you go over in math during the semester."

"and two you are being you!" Fareiba stated while smiling and dragging out a crumpled up sheet of paper that looked like a work sheet. Gupta gave in and handed the two his homework (which he had done), "José, don't you need this too?"

José shrugged, "Si, but I had the class earlier today."

"And I'm guessing failing already." Sadiq muttered chewing his sandwich. José glanced over at him, "Cállate."

The table dissolved into silence with the only sound being Lovino's and Fareiba's furious pencil scratching. That was until, "GOD DAMMIT FAREIBA GIVE ME THE PAPER!"

"You be getting off me now!"

There was a loud rip as the paper tore in half. "WHAT THE HELL?" Lovino shrieked holding up his half of the paper. Sadiq was laughing as the two continued to blame one another, when he heard someone chuckle behind him, "Wow, you are arr rivery today."

Sadiq spun around, "Jappy!"

Kiku smiled down at his friend, "Herro Sadiq-kun."

Sadiq scooted over, shoving the arguing Fareiba somewhat, and patted the spot next to him. Kiku sat down grateful, "What are they going on about?" He asked indicating the two at the end of the table yelling in each other's' faces. José shrugged, "You mean this time? Well, too put it easily, homework."

The loud crash from the other end of the table startled everyone, and they all turned to see what had happened. Fareiba had apparently gotten fed up with Lovino, and had yanked him by the front of his shirt, which had caused him to fall forward onto the table. She glared down at him and he stared in shock up at her.

Fareiba was a pest most of the time, and people knew it. She'd always follow the older students around asking for help with homework, and wasn't known for her violence. Unlike her two sisters, who fought constantly, Fareiba was actually mellower. Until you pushed her too far, and then she kind of snapped. Like right now.

"Say sorry." She said in a deadly cold voice. Lovino opened his mouth, but closed it quickly. His usual glare came back, "NO! GET THE FUCK OFF!" He yelled head-butting her in the stomach. Fareiba let go of Lovino and stumbled backwards, tripping over someone's backpack.

With a shriek she started to fall and automatically groped the air for something to save her. The nearest thing to her was the cart with the 'silverware' on it. She managed to grab on to it, but the force at which she was falling shoved the cart backwards. It went rolling down the lunchroom and hit a lunch lady carrying a vat of spaghetti. She fell over, losing her load in the process.

Everyone sat stunned as the spaghetti went flying across the room and fell promptly on…Alfred F. Jones. The tray landed with a huge clang and the entire cafeteria went silent.

You could have heard a pen drop.

"Ooooooh Allah be helpin' me." Fareiba muttered going as white as a sheet.

Alfred looked down in surprise to find himself covered in pasta and tomato sauce. He flicked some off his sleeve before looking up to see where it had come from. His eyes, usually happy and bright, were cold when they landed on Fareiba. She gulped, "Dis not be helpin' my reputation at all."

The moment soon passed and Alfred just laughed it off. His friends, basically the rest of the lunchroom, began laughing and teasing him as well. He announced he was going to go clean off, and headed towards the bathroom. Lovino whispered out of the corner of his mouth, "What do we do now?"

Gupta's mouth quirked up into a smile, "Well for starters, not tell your brother about wasted pasta?"

Everyone cracked up laughing. Kiku giggled quietly, "If Fericiano-kun had been here, he wourd have died because of arr the wasted pasta."

"That would be Feli!" José said tears in his eyes.

Fareiba looked absolutely mortified as some students began to glare at their table, already guessing where the pasta had come from. She gulped and stumbled to her feet, "Guys, be shuttin' up please now?"

Sadiq slung his arm around his cousin, "Ahhhh, don't worry 'cuz'. Yur boyfriend didn't look that mad."

She glared up at him, her face going red anyway. Most likely about to snap an insult, she opened her mouth when the bell rang.

"IM NOT IN YOUR ROOM ALFRED!" José yelled standing up suddenly banging his knees on the table, but when he realized he was at school (and not snooping in his brother's room), he calmed down. Soon the lunchroom was filled with the sounds of trash being dumped and kids shuffling out into the cold.

Sadiq scooped up his trash and threw it away too, "Sorry ya never gotta eat lunch Jappy." He said looking apologetically at his friend. Kiku just shrugged, "Do not worry about me. I can eat next period."

Sadiq smiled at him, "Well I gotta go the other way. See ya around Jappy." He said ruffling the boy's ebony hair as he started to leave.

Kiku smile and brushed his hand off, "Yes, I wirr defiantry see you around."

The group began to separate. Each bound towards different parts of the school.

Sadiq finally stumbled into his fourth, and thank god, last period of the day. He glanced around the classroom. Computer class was code among the students for 'do whatever the hell you want' class, and most kids were napping or on Facebook already. The teacher, if one could call him that, was also taking privilege of the free period.

Sadiq wandered over to a random computer and dropped his stuff down. He yanked out his Spanish homework, and grinned, thinking about the class. José was in it as well. Now that was going to be an interesting class. He was halfway done when someone else came running into the classroom right as the bell rang.

"Oh golly, I'm so sorry for being late!" The newcomer said but the teacher barley looked up. Sadiq's face reddened as he realized who it was. Who she was. She gazed around the room looking for a spot, and found only one. Sighing she plodded over towards the only empty seat.

The one next to Sadiq.

He grimaced, 'just my luck.'

She sighed, 'just my luck.'

Feliciano bounced happily into his last class. It was home ec and the class he loved the most. Possibly even more than art. He smiled to himself, 'What's better than I class that I get to cook in?'

His smile lessened a fraction when he didn't see anyone he recognized in the room. He made his way to the only empty table and set his stuff down. After class started he realized that he wouldn't have a partner for the class, as they were short one student. He sighed and let his chin come to rest on the edge of the table, 'This class is gonna be lonely.'

"AND HOW THE HELL DID I GET TRANSFERRED INTO THIS DAMN CLASS?"

"Son, can you please calm down?"

"FUCK NO! I DON'T EVEN WANNA BE HERE!"

"Watch your language! Next slip up and it's a right up! No go sit down!" The music teacher snapped, handing Lovino his schedule back and jerking his head towards the chairs in the back. Lovino headed to the very back of the room in utter defeat and after taking his seat, slammed his head down onto the chair in front of him. "Damn." He muttered under his breath. Across the room, two green eyes had fixed themselves on the angry Italian, "Damn."

'Boring. Soooooooooooo bored. B.O.R.E.D…BORED!' Heracles thought while picking an eraser to shreds. He hated math class or just class in general. It wasn't his intelligence that was his problem. He just didn't like work.

He sighed and rolled his head back. He was lost deep in thought when he heard someone clear their voice near him, "Uh, excuse me. Aren't you Sadiq-kun's brother?"

Heracles glared at the ceiling in annoyance. Sadiq, Sadiq, Sadiq, that's all he was. Sadiq's quite little brother. That's all anyone knew him as, and god he hated it. He snapped his head up to tell the person to go away, when he found himself looking into a pair of warm brown eyes.

"You are Heracres right?" Kiku asked looking at him full on. Heracles didn't know what to say, so he just nodded. Kiku smiled, "I thought so. I've seen you around the house before, but you never said hi. Do mind if I sit next to you?" He gestured to the empty desk next to Heracles, who smiled and nodded 'yes'.

Kiku sat down and started copying the notes on the overhead right away. Heracles looked over at him, blushed, and then looked down, 'maybe this class isn't so bad after all.'

The teacher then called attention to the front of the classroom and spoke the words that make all students die a little on the inside, "Time for your pre-assigned partner projects!"

So? How was it? Like it, love it, hate it, I want to know. More chapters to come~! Real plot in the next chapter...this is like a prologue...

Translations;

Turkish

NE CEHENNEM? şaka mı yapıyorsun?- What the hll? Are you kidding?

Ah, tanrım. Haklısın! Bu nasıl kaçırdım! Salak, salak!- Oh god. you're right! How did I miss this? Idiot, idiot!

Ne?- What?

Bok- Shit

German

dummkopf- idiot

Spanish

Should be clear...

~Anna

And I'm sorry if I butchered your language TT_TT I only speak english, 1/2 spanish, and can insult you in german...