AN: I hope this turned out okay...

Please read all the way through~~

Main pairings are: in beginning(onesided!Prus/Aus, onesided!Aus/Switz), Prus/Switz, Iceland x Liechtenstein (yey for crack!)

Side pairings will be listed when they come to be~ so...

Side pairings this Chap: hinted Gerita

Enjoy!

"Vash? Mr. Vash Zwingli?"

"Br-Brother-"

Vash looked up abruptly, seeing the counselor looking at him in amusement. She had long auburn hair, tied in a loose ponytail on the side, some wisps parting from the rest. "I'm sorry Ms. Popescu, please continue." Vash said, snapping out of his reverie.

The counselor smiled warmly, before turning back to the siblings. "We're very happy to have both of you here, we always welcome new students." She said, leaning forward.

Vash nodded, looking seriously at her while his sister giggled at something.

"Also, we take great pride in our cultural diversity here at the Academy, so we'll need you two to fill out these forms." She added, handing them sheets with some genealogical questions on it. "You're both Swiss?"

Lili looked up and smiled sweetly, "Actually, our parents were travelling throughout the alps when they were pregnant with me, and I was born a Liechtensteinerin."

Ms. Popescu seemed interested in the information, nodding as Lili spoke. She chuckled lightly, "Wow, I don't think we've ever had someone from Liechtenstein." She said, before nodding to the papers again. "So we're gonna need these filled out by tomorrow, but for now we should move on to the things you're actually going to need, hm?" She swiveled around in her chair, pulling out two manila folders. One had a red tag, the other a green. She handed the red one to Vash and the green one to Lili, clearing her throat. "We try to assemble these for all new students. These folders have everything you'll need, a map of the school and dorms, your room assignment, your class schedule and some other papers you can explore on your own." She nodded, going through everything in her head. "Do you have any questions?"

Vash and Lili shook their heads, and they stood from their chairs, leaving the counselor with a small nod and a goodbye.

"Lili,"

"Yes brother?"

Vash turned to his sister, who had her folder tucked under her arm. His own was open in his hands, and he was idly flipping through the various papers. He had landed on the room assignment, and asked his sister about her own.

"Ah- let me check." She replied, pulling out her own folder. She looked down at it, and smiled up to her brother. "A-11, and yo-" She was suddenly cut off by an interrupting body mass and fell to the ground with a thud and a yelp.

"Ow…"

"Lili! Are you okay?"

"Are you okay?"

Lili chuckled up at the newcomer, rubbing the back of her head and taking the hand offered by the pale-haired stranger. "J-Ja, I'm fine." She saw her brother looking at the boy warily and reassured him, "Really brother, I'm fine. I'm sorry about that, I wasn't looking." She said to the stranger.

Vash growled and tutted. "You shouldn't be apologizing. He was the one in the middle of the hall."

"Eh, but I really wasn't looking…"

Vash ignored her and continued to glare at him.

Another boy with a stoic expression was behind the pale boy, and he seemed to have tired of waiting for him as he called out, "Erik? We have to meet the others soon, remember?"

Lili looked up to Eric and giggled. "Erik is it? I'm Lili."

Eric nodded and gave one last look to Vash before replying, "It's nice to meet you, and I'd like to get to know your friend- well, I think I will, but it seems Lukas is getting impatient."

Vash cut Lili off before she could reply, shaking his hand in front of him. "Yeah, you should go."

Lukas pulled Eric by the arm before he could retort, but Erik still managed to wave goodbye to the two. "See ya Lili!"

Lili waved in return, giving him a closed-eye smile. She turned to Vash and beamed. "He was nice!"

"Sure."

She giggled to herself, her brother was so cute. Suddenly she remembered their previous topic and asked again, "What room are you in?"

"B-06 in the Satin House."

Another dead end. Vash groaned and collapsed against the maroon lockers, ever since he and his sister had decided to split up, he had gotten completely lost. He had tried to understand the map, but he simply wasn't built for cartography. Wait… cartography was map-making. Well he wasn't built for that either. He huffed and looked again at the map, but even if he could make out the abbreviations, the rest were all lines.

"Verdammt…" he muttered. He looked wearily over to the hallway to the left of him, and resigned himself to asking one of the other students directions to the dorms.

After a particularly enthusiastic American had told him much simpler directions, "Oh yeah, confused me at first too." Vash had finally reached the dorms, where locating the Satin house had been much easier. He saw Lili chatting with what appeared to be a junior in the Velvet house, and hurriedly rushed by, hoping she wouldn't notice how long it had taken him to navigate through the school. Once in the Satin house, he saw several people in the common room type area. He ignored the amicable atmosphere and instead continued to the stairwell, his room being on the second floor.

He had been assigned a double room, and all he knew was that his roommate was in several of the same classes as him. He braced himself, opening the door hesitantly. He was greeted by the sight of a neat room, one half completely empty, with only a lamp, desk, small table and bed. The other side was decorated with Italian soccer posters, pictures of admittedly delicious looking Italian cuisine and some photos of the same three boys, a strict looking blond, a slightly blushing Asian boy and an ecstatic redhead who seemed to have an endless amount of pasta stored somewhere.

Vash turned from looking at his roommate's side of the dorm when he heard a door open. He looked further in to see the redhead from the pictures poking his head out from the bathroom.

"Ve…" The Italian said, not entirely certain who the strange man in his room was. Suddenly he brightened as he remembered he was getting a roommate that day. "Vash? I'm Feliciano, your new roommate~ but you can call me Feli!"

Vash nodded stiffly and noticed his furniture had been delivered and was waiting beside the door.

"It's nice to meet you Feliciano."

Feliciano whined in disappointment. So few people called him by his nickname…

Vash dumped his bags on his bed before whipping around to face Feliciano. "I have two rules. Don't annoy me and don't make me add more rules."

"Ve?"

"Don't say that either. What does that even mean?"

"What does what mean?"

Vash stared in disbelief at the smiling boy in front of him. Feliciano had ambled out of the bathroom and plopped himself down on the bed. "Mein Gott." He murmured. He wondered if he should ask for a room change.

Feliciano brightened at Vash's mutterings. "You're German? My best friend's German! He's in our grade too. His name's Ludwig, he's really nice. And he has a brother too, and he's… awesome I guess?"

Vash was about to correct his roommate when there was a knock on their door.

"Oh oh! I'll get it!" Feliciano chimed, springing up from his place and yanking the door open. "Ciao!"

"Hello Feli. I need to speak to your roommate if you don't mind."

"Of course Ms. Karpusi!" Feliciano chirped, moving aside to let in a Grecian woman wearing a pair of jeans and a draped white shirt. She held a clipboard in her hands and her hair was pulled into a high ponytail, her wavy locks grazing her shoulders.

She grinned at Vash and whipped out a tape measure.

"Uniform measurements."

Gilbert looked down at his roommate. This was the only time the Austrian was completely defenseless, somewhat normal compared to his aristocratic self. The spell was broken when Roderich seemed to hit an unpleasant part of his dream and Gilbert was whacked straight in the face.

"Geez… you're more violent in your sleep than in real life." Gilbert muttered, nursing his stinging cheek.

"What are you talking about?"

Gilbert turned in surprise to see Roderich up and looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "Kesesese, it shouldn't surprise me that you're more violent in anything considering how wimpy you are."

Roderich rolled his eyes and slumped back into his bed. "I'm going back to sleep. Go annoy your brother."

"Why are you sleeping at noon anyway? Normally you're up at seven everyday." Gilbert said with a frown.

"As wonderful as it is to know that you monitor my daily habits, you should know I was finishing a lovely piano piece for my music class last night and didn't catch much sleep last night."

"The prodigy procrastinated! The horror!" Gilbert said with a mocking gasp.

"I thought I told you to go."

"Ja Ja I'm going."

"Good."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Well?"

"Okay!" Gilbert pushed himself off the seat, leaving Roderich to his dreams as he left to wander the halls.

Gilbert was in the sophomore level, walking towards his brother's friend's (they had been denying anything past friendship since the rumors had started, but no one really believed them.) room, where his brother was sometime. The Wool house was across the court from the Satin house, and if he really was going to bug his brother he may as well make it as easy as it could be. He neared the door and burst in, with an exuberant, "Kesesesese~ The awesome me is HERE!"

Feliciano jumped up from watching Ms. Karpusi measuring Vash and engulfed him in a hug. "Gilbert~ I got a new roommate today!"

Gilbert grinned and ruffled the boy's hair. He could see why Ludwig was so infatuated, Feliciano could be adorable. "I can see that. Who's the lucky guy?"

An angry voice interrupted their conversation, "I'm Vash Zwingli. Who're you?"

Gilbert laughed in glee. He was Swiss! "I'm Gilbert, and I'm awesome. You should be happy a lowly Swiss like you gets to meet my awesome Prussian self."

Vash raised his eyebrows, ignoring the now confused Feliciano and instead asked, "Prussian?"

"Ja!"

Vash looked at him dubiously before turning back to Ms. Karpusi who had asked him to spread his arms. "Whatever."

Gilbert ignored the irritated Swiss and turned back to the confused Italian, who was muttering something about the Alps. "So Ludwig ain't here?"

"Isn't."

Gilbert turned to Vash, "What?"

Vash rolled his eyes at the 'Prussian', "So Ludwig isn't here."

Gilbert stared at Feliciano's new roommate. He was worse than eyebrows and the piano freak combined. "Anyway Feli, good luck with the tight ass-"

"I can hear you, you know."

"I'm gonna go over to Wool."

"Okay, say ciao to Ludwig for me, ve~"

"Kesese of course!"

Roderich woke again around three pm, feeling much more refreshed. He was sure it would be impossible for him to go to sleep at nine again as usual, but he had simply been too exhausted to stay up. He yawned and stretched, before picking his glasses from his side table and placing them back on his face.

He could see Gilbert across the room, writing something on his desk. If he had been a bit more awake he would have been more shocked by the idea of Gilbert doing work, but instead he was only curious over what it was Gilbert was writing.

"What are you writing?"

Gilbert jerked up and turned around in his chair, having just realized Roderich had woken. "Francis, Antonio and I were just planning some stuff earlier," He said, determined not to let Roderich see what he was doing.

Roderich groaned, "Please don't tell me. I thought you were going to talk to Ludwig?"

"Ja, but when I went to Wool they accosted me so…" Suddenly he brightened and slammed his pen down. "Oh! Feli has a new roommate."

"A new sophomore? What's his name?"

"Um, Vash something Swiss that starts with a z." Gilbert replied, turning back to his work. He was glad that despite several people's beliefs, he was in the advanced classes and could answer all the Austrian's problems. He knew that Roderich deserved a break, even if he could only help him with the mandatory classes.

Roderich's eyes widened, his hand clenching the sheets. "Zwingli? Vash Zwingli?"

"Ja, that's what it was!" Gilbert glanced curiously at his roommate, "You know him?"

Roderich was pale as a sheet, Vash? Vash was here? He didn't know whether to be ecstatic or miserable. He hadn't seen him in years, maybe the feelings were gone. But he knew that wasn't true. He released a melancholy sigh, back to far away admiring and pretending it didn't hurt when his friend shot him down.

"Yeah. We used to be best friends."

Ms. Popescu is based off (and given the name of) one of my rl best friends who is Romanian~ though of course I made her older.

In case you're wondering, the different Dorm houses are; Cotton(m.), Linen(fem.), Satin(m.), Velvet(fem.) and Wool(m.).

Liechtenstein + Iceland (Erik) = Freshmen (9th grade)

Switzerland + America + Italy + Norway (Lukas) = Sophomores (10th grade)

Austria + Prussia + France + Spain = Juniors (11th grade)

And more to come!

Review suggestions, comments and questions s'il vous plait~~