Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, only the ideas of the story.
I never really believed in the mythical stuff. I wasn't into believing in fairies, I didn't try to understand the difference from a unicorn and a horse, I would always say that the thought of living leprechauns or elves was ridiculous. None of the mythical, magical, legends were true to me. The question 'why' was always asked to me from friends, but I'd just shrug and walk on with an "I don't know, I just... don't."
I especially don't believe in vampires, werewolves, or even werecats. Not a single monster, nothing existed to me. Everyone and everything was human or an animal to me. Not a monster or anything of those things that books, movies, and all them make up. I don't really know why people love the topic of vampire lovers, or werewolf boyfriends... I mean, they are like immortal and all that, right? So if you fell in love with them, it'd be hard to deal with, age wise anyway. Especially vampires. You never know what their true age is even if they look like they're 17, like Edward from Twilight. God, I don't want to even think of that movie.
I'd have to say that the thing that I do believe in, though, are ghosts. I say that they're not real and all that, but I always had this feeling like I was being watched and no matter how many times I look around the surrounding area, there wasn't anyone around looking directly at me. Also, there was this one freaky time I was by myself, my brother went out with his friends that could actually see and remember him, poor Mattie, and I could feel a presence in the room.
I was watching a horror movie like I usually do when I'm bored, alone, and don't want to do anything but scare the shit out of myself. Right when it got to a scary part, I felt a hand creep up my leg. I so did not scream like a girl or throw my popcorn. Nope, I was just a bit freaked as I looked beside me and saw... no one there. Totally not shaken up from the startle, I tried my hardest to pay attention to the video again. I couldn't. Every time my focus went somewhere else, I was touched by something I couldn't see and it started to creep me out.
Finally, after another hour of torture, I turned the TV off and went to bed... though I didn't get much sleep. I tossed and turned, feeling as if I wasn't alone in my room. Not whimper like a dog, I wished for my sidekick to quickly come back home just in case my heroic self needed him for no reason at all.
"Wait, wait, wait." I was stopped from my story that was supposed to answer the simple question: 'Do you believe in fictional things like vampires, werewolves, and the like?' I sighed and crossed my arms as Feliks had put a hand in my face. "I like, only asked for a simple answer. I totally didn't expect you to go off on a totally long story." He flipped his shoulder length blond hair and put his hand on his hip to make that girly pose he always does. "This was supposed to be a totally hot story for the College News, so, I would like to hear the rest of your heroic story, but there are, like, others out around the school grounds that need to be asked."
Sighing, I smile at one of the many crazy friends I made, and nodded. "Sure, I'll tell you the rest later." Feliks nodded back but didn't move. Questioning him with a look, he crossed his arms. I chuckled and brushed my hair with a hand. "No I don't believe in that stuff. Someone would have to prove to me that they existed for me to believe. You know what they say: 'Seeing is believing.'" He smiled with a pout waiting for something else. Chuckling again, I shake my head and pat his shoulder. "You article is totally going to rock and be like the coolest one on the news."
A full blown smile appeared on his face. "Thanks! I know right? I bet you can't wait to see what it's going to totally look like after all of these, like, exhausting hours of asking people the same question."
"We've only just started, Feliks." My other friend, Toris, who's a great friend with Feliks sighed as he moved the camera he was holding. "Why am I helping you in the first place, anyway? You don't need that many pictures for an article, and you don't need to video tape anything."
The blond Polish boy giggled as he turned to the Lithuanian. "Silly Liet. You're doing this because you love me and because you owe me a few." Toris went red as I chuckled. "And anyway, I totally need pictures. I mainly would like want Alfred and I, but could probably have some others..." He pondered as if he was really deciding weather or not to have a picture with me. "Actually, it'll like give me publicity if I have Alfred in a picture. He is the hottest guy on campus, according to all the girls that are totally head or heels for him." He giggled as he grabbed my arm, tugging me down a bit. "Say cheese Al~!" I smiled and a flash came as Toris took a picture. "Good! Now let's totally get more answers!" He started to walk off with the Lithuanian going right after him.
I watched as they went up to someone else and shook my head. "Crazy topics these days. And to think they get a lot of attention." I started walking myself as I headed to the dorms, calling it a day. Though, as I headed to the place, I accidentally hit some guy's shoulder. I turned to him to apologize. "Sorry, dude, I didn't see you..." Trailing off of my sentence, my eyes gazed upon a shorter guy with ashy blond hair that was messy, but looked stylish on him. The things that got me were his eyebrows, they were frickin' huge, but then I looked at his eyes. They were red, but I felt like that they weren't his true eye color.
"What are you staring at, git?" His accent caught me off guard as he spoke. He's British? Wow. I believe he's the first Brit that I've met now... I think anyway.
I shook my head. "Sorry, it's just... I've rarely seen red eyes." He glared at me, wanting to say something as an insult but turned around, ignoring me as he walked towards the teacher's building. I cocked an eyebrow, watching his back, scoping his entire body down to his ass...
I blushed, instantly turning around to head to the dorm again. "Really, Alfred, you need to stop checking other guys out. People will think you're weird, and we don't want that..." Though it's hard when you're truly gay. I sighed, opening the dorm's door and walking into the room I shared with my brother.
He was on his computer, looking up hockey results of the past games. I chuckled which got his attention. He peered over his shoulder. "Hey Al, what took you so long to get here?"
"Aw," I go over and give him a slight nudge, "did you miss me, Mattie?" I was being playful, which he knew since he was smiling. Retiring on my bed, I plopped down and stared at the bunk above me.
"Well, not really." I would've been offended, but I knew he was just playing along in his own brotherly way. "Seriously, what took you so long? You're usually back here around..." he looks at the clock then back at me, "fifteen minutes ago."
"Yeah, I was held up by a few people." I sighed as I sat up. "Feliks is doing another article, and this time it's about the belief of fairy tale creatures and stuff." Mattie chuckled. "I know, it's silly, right? But being the popular guy, and a great friend to him, he asked my awesomely heroic self." My brother shook his head as he went back to his laptop. "I also ran into a new teacher." I instantly got his attention again. I smiled. "I think he's new, probably to replace old Mr. Withers since he's retired from teaching English History."
"Really?" He rolled in his chair, turning around to face me fully as he crossed his legs and arms. "So what's he like?"
I shrugged. "All I know is that he's British, from his accent, and he's a blond with huge eyebrows." Matthew started chortling. "I'm serious! They reminded me of caterpillars!" He was out right laughing as I said that. "There was another weird thing about him, but it's not that important." He nodded and rolled even closer to me. He took a deep look at my eyes as if scanning for something held within them. "What?"
"You checked him out and thought that he was hot, didn't you?" I blushed as he asked the blunt question. A devilish smile crept onto his face as he started to hum to himself. "For you to blush like that, it has to be true." Swiveling back to his computer before turning around, he said: "I'll have to take a look at this teacher that's made my big brother blush like a tomato."
"Mattie!" I whined as he teased me, chuckling. "That's Mr. Carreido's line!" He started laughing uncontrollably as I said that, myself joining in. "Anyway, nothing's ever going to happen. He's a teacher and myself a student."
"Who mentioned anything happening between the two of you?" He made my face go redder as he tried to say that I was thinking too much about the new teacher already. "Al, rest up some before you have to go back to class." Shutting down his laptop, he walked over and climbed on the top bunk. "English History for the both of us in two hours, and knowing you, you'll complain about not getting at least an hour nap."
I sigh and lay back on the bottom bed. "Fine, but if I don't wake up in time for class, I'm blaming you." I hit the bottom of his bed as he chuckled.
"Don't worry. If that happens then we'll both be late for class, and don't we want to make a good first impression on the new teacher?" I kicked his bed again as he laughed.
"I already ruined that I believe." Mattie started doing an 'Aw~' sound as if for pity, and I kicked the bed again. "Quit it, or the next kick will go through you're bed." I threatened.
"But then that would mean I'd have to sleep with you until it got fixed." I was about to hit his bed again, but his head appeared as he looked down. "Though I'm not complaining. I know that my brother won't try anything on me, oui?" I blushed, swiping for his head as he retreated back up, chuckling again.
"You must have had a good morning to be overly teasing me, kidding with me, chuckling non stop, and talking so much." He hummed and stopped talking as he finally went to sleep for our regular nap. I shook my head as I heard his pet, Kumajiro, mumble about being hungry, but too tired to do anything right now. "You're even lucky that Mr. Bonnefoy even let's you keep him in the dorms." He mumbled something back, but I couldn't hear. I chuckled, turning in my bed, and finding my own eyes close to slumber.
Vampires are Real
"Alfred, wake up!" I grumble, rolling over as I slapped the hands away from me. "Al, come on, we're going to be late if you don't get up!" I moaned, trying to fall back asleep. "What would the new teacher think of you if we arrived late on his first day of work? He'd probably think we're slackers." My eyes opened as he mentioned the teacher. I shot up, banging my head against the wood above me. "Wow, Al, you really have taken a liking to him haven't you?"
"No! Ow, damn it, that hurt." I whined as I rubbed my head. "That will definitely bruise later." I got out of the bed, straightening my cloths as I refreshed myself, putting on some great smelling deodorant Mattie and I found in Wal Mart. I turned to him to see his amused face. "What?"
"Nothing." He said shrugging as he shook his head. "Now, let's go before we are late." I nodded, hurrying off to class with my brother ahead of me.
We ran to the class, just before the usual time it started, and braked as we rested. We didn't want people to see that we had just ran to get here, so we leaned against the wall, panting like the maniacs we are. "I win..." I panted out, glancing at my brother.
"No, it was a tie." He retorted, chuckling. Straightening himself up, he looked at me. "Better get in the class room before we get yelled at." I nodded and followed him in as he opened the door.
Right as we walked in, the girls that were in the room screamed as they swarmed over to me. I smiled and pitied my brother that had to find his way through the crowd. Chuckling a bit, I raised my hands up and told the girls to ease up a bit, and go back to their seats. "Class is about to start soon."
"Right you are." A clipboard hit the top of my head as the guy I saw earlier came in. "Now, please take your seats." The girls started to swoon over the guy, since he looks so hot, but that's what the girls are thinking, not me. He smiled nicely at them, but glared at me. "Take your seats please."
I huffed, trying to figure out why this attitude from him was directed at me. Taking my seat, I made my way over to a Prussian albino, friend of mine that's been trying to pass college just because his younger brother asked. He says he's doing it because he wants to though since he doesn't want anyone to think that he's taking orders from his younger brother. "Yo!" Gilbert said, high-fiving me as I sat down next to him. "What's his problem?" He whispered to me, pointing to the teacher.
I shrugged. "All right!" A clap was heard as the ruler in the Brit's hands hit the board. "My name is Arthur Kirkland, but you will call me Mr. Kirkland." I stared at him as he spoke, losing myself in his accent. What? It's took frickin' hot. "I'm here to replace Mr. Withers for the rest of the year and hopefully for more years to come. You will all listen to my lectures, and take responsible notes so you can all pass. Am I clear Mr. Jones?"
"Huh?" The class started to chuckle and I smiled. "Yeah, sure. I understand." He must have heard about me from Francis. I saw him roll his eyes as he turned to his clipboard. Wait...weren't his eyes red when I met him? I continued to stare as he spoke.
"I will now call out the names for this class. I hope to get to know you all and gain your interests for this class." I chuckled as I rolled my own eyes. "Gilbert Beilschmidt." The albino next to me shouted: 'The awesome me is here!' gaining laughs as well. Arthur just continued down the list. He got to my name, and he sort of paused before he said it. Looking up at me, he forced out my name between clenched teeth. "Alfred Jones."
"Here." I said, gulping as his eyes pierced right through me. As he went down the list, I leaned over to Gil. "Is it just me or does it look like he hates me?"
The Prussian shrugged as he crossed his arms. "I really don't know, but it looks like he does." Glancing at me, he grinned. "What'd you do to upset the old man?" Out of nowhere, a pencil hit Gilbert's head. "Ow, what the hell?" I chuckled and so did the others in class. He glared at Mr. Kirkland who was glaring right back.
"You are not paying attention. I do not tolerate slackers, procrastinators, or talkers that aren't paying attention." He crossed his arms as he scowled. "Do you understand me, Mr. Beilschmidt?"
Gilbert cocked up an eyebrow. "Yeah, the awesome me understands, but I thought you were still reading the list for attendance." Arthur cocked his bushy eyebrow this time. "So we weren't really missing anything important, right? No reason to throw something at me, old man."
I could see a twitch on Mr. Kirkland's eyebrow as Gil said 'old man'. "No, I guess you weren't." His gaze then scrolled over to me, glaring at me now. "There is still one name left before I start this class." He continued to stare me down before he glanced at the paper in front of him. "Matthew Williams." There was silence in the room as he spoke my brother's name. The Brit looked up from his paper, looking for the person who wasn't answering. "Matthew Williams?"
My eyes searched for my brother, landing on the desk next to me. Mattie was starting fume with anger as he said 'here'. No one heard him. "For the love of god, I said I'm here!" All heads turned to the source of the shout and I chuckled. His purple eyes snapped at me. "It's not funny Al."
"Birdie!" Gilbert leaned backward to see my brother a bit more. "There you are. Did you just get here?" Matt sighed as he stood up and hit the albino on the head like the idiot he is. "Ow, I was only kidding!" My brother shook his head as he sat down back in his seat.
"All right," The Brit slapped the ruler against his desk, gaining all of our attention again. "Since all of us are present, I will now start the class."
"This guy is so old school. Even the awesome me doesn't use a ruler to get a point across or attention." Some of the guys in the class chuckled, but shut up as Arthur did another one of his famous glares at Gilbert who was smirking. Boy was Gilbert asking for it.
"I'm sorry that I'm so 'old school', but it's the way I work." He almost growled that sentence out, freaking most of us out. He cleared his throat, turned around to the board, and took a piece of chalk. "Starting today, there will be new rules and regulations. I hope you will follow them through, and not get into trouble because you will not be going to the headmaster; you'll be having your punishments from myself."
A gloom filled the room. We all knew that this guy wasn't bluffing, and this year was going to be one of the hardest. Though it was almost time for some days of vacation, and close to the end of the year... This time is going to take a light-year to get through.
Vampires are Real
Once the class ended, everyone stormed out of the room. "Don't forget to do the homework I assigned you. I expect everyone to have at least twenty pages of the essay about what we learned today." A groan came from the crowd as they dispersed into the halls.
"Finally." I said, stretching out of my seat. "Now I can sleep the rest of the day away." Yawning, I grabbed my notes, almost thirty pages which is a shocker to Gilbert and Mattie because I rarely take notes. Mattie kept looking at me through the entire class as I flipped page after page of new notes. I really don't know what it is, but this guy just makes me want to take notes. Not because I'm scared of him, which my heroic self isn't, but because it's actually interesting.
One fact after another just sounded so interesting. Its almost as if he was telling one true story after another, like he lived through all of this stuff himself. He may have been hard on us, but he's gained my respect and interest already.
"I hope you truly don't sleep all day." I looked over at Mr. Kirkland. His eyes were on me and there was something that I couldn't see in them. "At least start your essay. It's due next class, which for you is probably the day after tomorrow, and I really would like to see an essay written by you." Those green orbs pierced through my blue, and I knew that he thought that I was a slacker. Right as I was going to tell him what was on my mind, he looked at my brother. "Matthew, could you make sure that he doesn't slack off and wait until the last moment to do the essay?"
Matthew sighed, but smiled. "Sure, and believe me when I say that he'll do it. He doesn't have anything else to do with his time." I pouted as he confessed the truth. "Anyway, he looked thoroughly interested in your lecture today, so I doubt he'll waste time."
"Really?" Arthur looked at me quickly, apparently shocked about the news. "So you didn't waste time while I was speaking?" I snorted.
"You really have high doubts about me?" Mattie sighed. I glanced at him and smiled. "Mattie, go back to our room, I'll talk with you later, okay?" He nodded, happy to get out of the room. I glared back Arthur and walked towards him. "I'm not a frickin' slacker, okay? I just wrote down nearly thirty pages of notes for this lecture, and you're telling me you thought I wasn't paying attention? What the hell did I do to you to give you such a bad impression?"
He grinned as he glanced at the papers in my hand. "So you did take notes." It's almost as if he didn't hear my rant. This guy's starting to piss me off. As he looked back at me, his eyes flickered from green to red. "Who says I've gotten a bad impression about you? I just don't like you." I blinked. "Ever since I smelt you when you bumped into me, I've just had this urge to kill you." He took a step closer to me. I backed up. His grin turned into this evil smile that made chills run down my spine. "Out of all the people I've met in all the years I've been here, I've never felt this urge more than I do now." He kept coming closer and I backed up against the wall closest to the door. He shut it, the light flickered, the shades on the window fell, consuming us in darkness. The only thing that I could see were his red glowing eyes coming closer to me. "I doubt people would miss you." He said, putting both his arms on either side of me, trapping me from running. "You're just an average boy that everyone thinks is 'hot'. They will miss you then move on."
My body was trembling as his face got closer to mine. "Y-you're wrong." I whispered. He chuckled. "M-Mattie would miss me, and so would my other friends, like Gilbert." He shook his head, moving down to my neck. "Wh-what are you doing?"
"I'm hungry." He bluntly stated. "When I'm hungry, I get moody." His tongue swept up my neck, sending goosebumps down my body. "When I get moody, I threaten to kill and get mad easily." I could feel myself sweating. My palms were clammy, and I kept trying to wipe them on my pants. A kiss was planted on my throat, causing me to gasp. He chuckled. "Nervous, are we?" He grumble.
"N-n-no." I squeaked out. Another chuckle was heard. "I-I'm the h-hero, and heroes d-don't get nervous, or scared... or terrified. They don't tremble in fear..." My voice went into a soft whisper as I couldn't speak anymore. My mind was literally frying as he stayed so close to me. "C-could you...m-move?" Forcing that out of me, my skin started to pale as he shook his head.
"Sorry, but I need to quench my hunger." His lips cascaded around my neck again. "This will only hurt a bit." I was too afraid to ask what he meant, but then I felt two sharp things pierce my skin.
I moaned as the blood oozed out of the small holes he made. He stopped from cutting my skin open any further, and sucked my blood through the small holes. After a couple of seconds, he pulled away, looking into my eyes that were clouded over from exhaustion. I couldn't understand why or how I was still awake, but... it felt like he wanted me to be conscious.
"Sorry love." My gaze focused on him, seeing his eyes go from a red glow to a green shine. He looked afraid, frightened of what he just did. Pacing away from me, he turned towards the door then back to his desk. My body slid down the wall, unable to move. "Bloody hell, why can't I control it?" I felt a small touch as his hand appeared on my shoulder. "Alfred?" I forced my head to turn, looking at him. "Oh good, you're still alive." He breathed out a sigh of relief.
I chuckled hollowly. "It takes more than that to kill me." My eyes started to close, succumbing to my body's desire of rejuvenation. The last thing I saw, were his eyes turning red as he lost control, attacking my neck again.
Note: I've had this vampire idea up for quite a while, but I didn't know who to put as the vampire. Soon enough, I gave into to Iggy, again, and this popped up. I already have the second part up, but I'm going to wait a long while before uploading it ;P Suffer!
Ciao: I hope you like the new story! It was supposed to be a one-shot, but it would've gone over 40 pages...again ^^;
Thanks for reading, loves! R&R.
