Hi there. I'm Wildpelt84, as you probably already know. You may have read my stories from the Pokémon fandom. This is my first time writing a Hetalia fanfiction, and this is going to be dark and include abuse later on. This will be slightly anti-PruHun (sorry PruHun fans). And I'm also including AusHun in later chapters. YAAAAY! Hungary is our main character and the story is going to be set in a high school AU. And there will be France, though he's really not the main antagonist.
'Kay, enough of the boring intro. Let's get on with the story!
The alarm clock rang, signaling for the girl sleeping nearby to wake up. The girl was awaiting her first day of junior year in high school, and she was extremely excited. She woke up, rubbing her eyes, and glanced at the clock. 6:00. Not too early, not too late. Perfect. The girl walked into the walk-in closet and grabbed a T-shirt and jeans. She had hated wearing dresses and nice-looking clothes since she was very small, and would throw a fit whenever she had to wear them. Even though it was the first day and most students wore something nice for the first day, she often just did her own thing. Pulling her pajamas off and throwing them in the laundry bin, she changed into the T-shirt and jeans, sneaking out after she was done. She didn't want to wake anybody else up, since she was the one who had to wake up the earliest. The girl tip-toed down the stairs as quietly as she could. She had a little free time before the bus came at 7:15, so she decided to make something rather quickly. The girl poured a bowl of Frosted Flakes and rapidly devoured them, making sure she didn't spill any on the floor. She grabbed her backpack and slipped some shoes on, walking to the bus stop. On the way there, she ran into Lily, her next door neighbor and friend, who was just starting high school that day. She was accompanied by her big brother Vash, who seemed to be very serious. He was starting his senior year, and was very protective of Lily. The girl didn't hesitate to talk to Lily.
"Hey Lily. Ready for your first day?"
"I'm a little scared, but it seems okay so far. How about you, Elizabeta?
"I'm really excited! I can't wait!"
Elizabeta had decided to ask another question. "Why don't we sit together on the bus? I'd like to tell you a little about the school, if Vash hasn't already told you."
Lily agreed. "Sure, as long as my big bruder sits nearby."
Elizabeta thought for a second, and finally, after what seemed like an eternity, said, "Okay."
At that point, the three students had reached the bus stop. The bus had pulled up after a couple minutes. It was just the ordinary school bus, except for the fact that it smelled exceptionally bad. Elizabeta could see that Lily was holding her nose, complaining about the smell. "Do all buses stink like this?"
Elizabeta replied, "I've seen worse, but this is probably medium-stinky. Bet the driver smokes or something."
"Hopefully not."
Elizabeta proceeded to climb onto the bus, sitting in the back of the bus away from the driver, in case the driver was mean or decided to stop the bus and yell at someone. Lily slid in right next to her, and Vash sat in a seat across the aisle.
Lily began asking questions about the school. Most of them related to classes and things like that, but one question really stood out to Elizabeta.
"Elizabeta, big bruder told me that there are these three seniors that are huge bullies and get in trouble a whole lot. There's Francis, who has long blond hair and likes to stare at girls'… you know, and there's Antonio, who has some sort of odd attraction to children, and then there's Gilbert, who likes to do… bad things. Have you ever met those guys?
Elizabeta remembered seeing them when she was a freshman, and they were picking on someone in the hall. She'd hit the three bullies in the faces with her frying pan and ran off. They never found out who she was. Elizabeta reassured Lily. "They do pick on people, but I've never seen them doing anything really bad. Those guys call themselves the Bad Touch Trio. Don't know why. Anyway, I caught them picking on someone when I was a freshman. I hit them with my frying pan. Just avoid them and they'll leave you alone."
Lily seemed reassured. "Thanks for the advice. If they do decide to pick on me, big bruder's usually not too far away."
"I can hit them with my frying pan if I'm nearby. I'll keep an eye out."
"Thanks."
The bus had reached its final destination: the school. Talking about the Bad Touch Trio with Lily had reminded Elizabeta of one thing: she'd forgotten her frying pan. What if someone got picked on by the Bad Touch Trio? Well, that was what fists were for, right?
The students filed off the bus and into the high school. Elizabeta grabbed her backpack and dug out her schedule. She looked at it and found the room number for her homeroom. Flipping the schedule over to the backside, she saw a map of the school. She looked for room 309, her homeroom. It was on the third floor, near the main stairwell. As she entered the school, she headed for the main stairwell when she ran into a white-haired boy with ruby red eyes.
"I'm sorry!" Elizabeta apologized as fast as she could.
"It's okay." The boy paused for a minute. "What's your name?"
"I'm Elizabeta. I'm a junior."
"Cool. I'm Gilbert, and I'm a senior."
Was this the Gilbert that Lily was talking about on the bus? If so, she ought to stay away. He did look like one of the boys from the Bad Touch Trio that Elizabeta remembered.
But Elizabeta didn't want to stay away. Gilbert was… attractive. Something about him drew Elizabeta to like him. Staring off into space, she thought about him. He must be a pretty good kisser.
"Elizabeta?" Gilbert was offering a hand to help Elizabeta up.
Snapping out of her trance, Elizabeta grabbed his hand, blushing. Gilbert helped her up and then told her, "I'd really like to get to know you better. Wanna meet up and chat after school?"
Elizabeta turned a brighter red. "Sure. How about we meet up near the bike racks by the gym right after school?"
Gilbert agreed. "Sure. See ya later."
Elizabeta thought for a minute. She just fell, and all of a sudden she was meeting up with a cute guy after school? This isn't happening. Elizabeta got a little suspicious. But something was oddly attracting about Gilbert. Was it his smile, his looks, what? Elizabeta just kept on going to homeroom, thinking about Gilbert the whole way there.
A/N: 1070 words in a chapter. And this chapter was fail. The part where Elizabeta and Gilbert meet seemed a little unrealistic. I failed.
Anyway, I have a lot of things planned for you guys, including the possibility of a lime. No, not a lemon. A lime. I read lemons, but don't write them. Please don't ask me if I can write a lemon. Because you won't get one.
Wildpelt