A/N
I'd just like to start this off with saying this is my first fanfic I've made. Sorry if sometimes the pace is really fast or really slow and boring.
If you don't know any names just ask me and I'll tell you. I'll make a name list later when I know all the characters I'll be using in this. But before that you can use the Hetalia Wiki fandom page for names since I use names from there.
Anyhow, I hope you enjoy!
Leon's plan was set and already in motion. All he had to do was walk in, take out his gun, and threaten the clerk, just like all his other robberies, but this one would be so much easier.
Unlike the other bank robberies, this bank didn't have security cameras. It was probably since the area where the bank was located wasn't as developed as the rest of the city. But Leon didn't care, all he wanted was the sweet cash inside.
As he slowly approached the bank, only wearing a hat and sunglasses to conceal his identity, he noticed the lack of people at the bank. Good, he thought. Less people to potentially find out who robbed the bank.
He casually walked into the bank. Going in line, which only had two people in it, to absorb the people and area. The clerk was a young girl with brown hair and eyes. The man she was serving was tall with a leather jacket on. The first person in line was a woman with blonde hair and fancy clothes on, obviously rich and thinking she was important. The person ahead of Leon was a young man with blonde hair.
The bank had white tiles and white walls that were brown at the top. Potted plants were in every corner of the bank. Beside the line were a few chairs that Leon doubted were used often. The counter at which the clerk worked at was granite and had two other working stations not in use. The other employees were probably on their brake.
Once the other two people had gone up it was finally his turn, he could already feel the money in his hands and pocket, he could already imagine the shocked and utterly terrified face of the clerk. He could image all the stupid things to spend the money on.
"What would you like to do today, sir? Withdraw or deposit?" the clerk asked, fake smile on her face trying to seem friendly. She had no idea of what was about to come.
"Withdraw," Leon said in a low voice. At this he reached into his pocket and pulled out his pistol. "I'd like to withdraw all the money in this bank, please and thank you," the gun pointing straight at the clerk.
Her eyes immediately went wide with fear because of the gun. After processing what he said she quickly opened the cashier under the counter and took out all the money, shakily handing it over to Leon. Right as the money hit his hand he grabbed it and stuffed it into his pockets.
He knew cops would be here soon, but already had an escape route in mind. Following the map in his head he turned right into an alley way. The alley way connected to a small street. At the end of the street was a path to a forest. Leon ran through the forest dodging tree branches and avoiding sticks on the ground.
When he was nearing the end of the path he ran into someone. He ended up dropping some money, but not enough that made it look like he just robbed a bank. His glasses also flew off his face and his gun flew out of his pocket, hopefully the guy didn't hear the clink of the gun dropping.
"Sorry," Leon said quickly grabbing all the money he dropped and tried to find the gun but he couldn't find it. Leon decided to help to guy up. He was surprised to see that the guy had hair that was almost white and violet eyes. Unnatural but beautiful, Leon thought.
"Thanks," the white-haired boy said, Leon assumed that the boy was probably around sixteen.
"Yeah," was all Leon said before running off again, well, more like speed walking away. He didn't know if the boy heard his gun or saw all the money he dropped but assumes the kid didn't. Hopefully he didn't or Leon was screwed.
He exited the forest to another small street, at the end of the street was his family's home.
He went to the back of the house where a tree stood. He climbed the tree and walked down a branch that lead to a window. He opened the window and went through it, luckily the window was still unlocked. In the room lay a bed and a desk, a bunch of posters of random anime, T.V. shows, and bands decorated the wall. At the desk was an eight-year-old computer. He walked to the desk and threw all the money on it, then slopped onto the bed, his bed.
This was Leon Wang-Kirkland's room. You would have thought he was just a normal teenager from the looks of it, but no, he was a criminal. In fact, while being a criminal he still went to school, still got the same grades, still had the same looks, still had the same interests. It was like nothing changed and that he was normal. The same Leon from before he started robbing and stealing things.
He looked around his room, admiring all the decorative things that would tell you the shows and movies he watched and bands he liked. He smiled inwardly at one of the many K-pop posters he had. He only started listening to K-pop because of his Korean cousin, Im Yong Soo. The Korean was really loud and annoying in Leon's opinion, but he was nice to hang around when he wasn't yelling. Yong Soo was also really into PvP games.
Leon remembers one time playing against him and actually being able to kill him due to the Korean's health already being low by a previous fight. When Leon killed him, he could here Yong Soo yell curse words in Korean from his room. At that time Yong Soo had just moved into their house because of family problems.
Leon remembers another time when himself, Yong Soo, and Mei, his half-sister, were playing a Co-op game. The game was a two player only game, so Mei and Leon would switch the controller after a certain amount of deaths. Leon and Mei were so bad at the game that they managed to make Yong Soo rage quit.
During his blast from the past before he was a criminal and rarely saw his family, Leon failed to hear footsteps approaching his door until the door opened. Leon's head snapped towards the door. When the door opened all the way he could he finally see the person invading his room. At the door stood an average height man with short blonde, messy hair and emerald green eyes. It was Arthur Kirkland, his father.
Upon seeing Leon the man didn't hesitate to get down to business. "Where were you for the past three hours?"
"I was out," Leon stated. He was never one to talk in detail when he didn't want to talk.
"Leon, I know you were out, but what where you doing?" Arthur insisted.
Leon obviously wasn't going to tell him he just robbed a freaking bank, so he thought of quickest and reasonable lie he could. "I went out for a run."
"You went running for three whole hours?" The Brit questioned, not yet believing Leon's lie.
"Yeah, I was running then went past one of my friend's house, and, like, decided to hang out for a little," Leon hoped this would work and his father would just leave him alone for once.
"Which friend?"
"Felix. He wanted to know what shirt I thought would look best on his other friend," Leon said with his normal blank face.
"I see. Well, you must tell me you are going out before you go out, so I don't send out a search party for you," Arthur said starting to leave the room. Before he left the room, he spotted the money Leon forgot to put away. "Where did you get all that money?" Arthur said turning around with a raised eyebrow.
Shit, Leon thought. He forgot to put it where he hid all the other money he stole. Think, Leon, think! "It's money I've made from online."
"You made all that money from online? You bloody expect me to believe that? Where the bloody hell did you get all the money from, Leon?" Arthur said in a stern and slightly mad voice.
"I told you, I got them from the internet. Me and my other friend make music and videos and other shit for the internet and we started to make money," Leon started to raise his voice, trying make Arthur believe him.
"Leon, there is over a thousand bloody dollars here," Arthur still didn't believe him.
"I swear I got it from the internet! My friend just gave me all the money since he knew his parents would freak if they saw all that money, just like how you are reacting right now," Leon said adding onto his lie hoping that having more reasons to have all this money would be enough to get Arthur off his back for the time being.
"Who is the friend that you made thousands of dollars with? I'd like to speak with their parents."
"You can't! They live in a different country," Leon almost shouted.
The smell of something burnt filled the room and when Arthur smelled it he cursed under breath. "You're lucky Leon. I've got to take out todays dinner, but after you better tell me who this bloody person is," Arthur said before leaving his room.
Shit, Leon thought again. Who the hell did he know that was from another country and would be nice enough to help him? Leon put away the money into his secret stash hidden in his closet. He probably had about 50,000 dollars in the box. He put the box away and tried thinking about who would help him.
Before Leon could ponder any longer about his horrible predicament the smell of something burning entered his nose again and decided that having dinner would be best. He could think of someone while he ate. If he was lucky he could finish food before everyone else and sleep, so his father wouldn't be able to disrupt him since it was a school day tomorrow.
When he got down the stairs to the kitchen he saw that his father was the only one there. Leon quickly went to the table and sat down and started to eat. Like usual Arthur ended up burning everything and making everything taste like shit, but Leon was used to it and ate silently. If Arthur saw him he didn't do anything to acknowledge him.
To help him with his awful predicament he needed someone from outside of Canada and someone comfortable with creating music and being in videos.
Thinking about it, Leon knew a lot of people from a different country. Actually, thinking about it more, basically everyone from his school isn't from Canada. Leon was friends with Erika, Felix, Natalia, Raivis, Matthew, and a bunch of other people. Leon doubted Erika's brother would allow her to help him, Felix is out since he's not interested in making music, Natalia was too scary, and Raivis is too shy.
Leon sighed, scooping up a piece of the lasagna Arthur made. Surprisingly no one has come down yet. Leon almost gave up thinking of people that could help him when he remember Matthew was on his list.
He might be able to get Matthew to help him. Matthew was nice, so getting him to help would probably be really easy... Wait, Matthew was from Canada, which is where his school is located. Why did the nicest person in school have to be from here, Leon thought cursing the world for Canadians being so nice.
Thinking even more, Leon remembered that Matthew had a cousin or brother or whatever from the U.S.. His name was Alfred and he was extremely loud and energetic. Maybe he could get Alfred to help him?
Alfred would probably love being in front of the camera, but music would be a problem. Leon knew he didn't need to actually make and album or a bunch of videos yet, but knowing Arthur he would eventually tell his other dad what Leon was doing, and that was the biggest problem.
His other dad was Yao Wang. Leon often called him "teacher" instead of "dad" or "father" or other variations. Once Yao found out Leon was doing something he would do research on it to determine if he liked it or not. If he found out it was something he could see and critique, he would waste no time on demanding to see it. It's just something he did to "protect" his children.
Leon quickly finished the worst lasagna he had ever tasted when he made his final decision and went back to his room. Flopping onto his bed he tried to sleep. Just before sleep over took him he remembered the boy he ran into earlier. The beautiful boy that possibly knew he robbed a bank.
Leon wondered if the boy would go to his school. If so, he could ask him if he knew he robbed the bank or if he saw the gun or any of the money, of course he wouldn't straight up ask him, but he find a way to. He could also get properly introduced.
Leon thought of all the things he could do and say with the boy he only saw and eventually fell asleep if a small smile on his face, which was odd since Leon rarely smiled.
A/N
And that is the end of the first chapter! If you wanted to know this takes place in Canada, since I, myself, am from Canada. I've uploaded this on Wattpad under the name of PotatoFarmLand, so if you want you can read it there too.
I'm not sure how often I'll update this. I'm hoping it'll be once a week or month. I know a month is a long wait for this shit, but it takes me a long time to write and be kind of satisfied with what I've wrote. This is only the first chapter so a lot can change with my comfort and confidence with this.
I'll see ya next time my potato brothers!