DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor do I own Axis Power Hetalia.

Kyoya Ootori sighed as he came home from another hectic day at school. As the vice president of the Ouran High School Host Club, he'd never gotten a chance the relax properly without being ragged by Tamaki or asked out by some girl or another. And then there were the Host Club meetings. Mind you, Kyoya did enjoy himself while he entertained the club's loyal female audience, however it never gave him time to himself.

"Alone at last..." he mumbled as he plopped himself on his bed. He scrambled for his laptop. He put his phone on vibrate and checked his email to make sure no one was going to disturb him. Kyoya didn't want to blow his reputation by making any typos or mistakes.

He slowly stretched himself out before finally opening his word processor. His writing projects were Kyoya's best kept secret- at least to the people he worked with day in and day out.

Yes, uknown to his comrades, vice president of the Ouran High School Host Club was indeed an otaku.

"Vee~ Germany~ Look at this cute story someone wrote about us~" Feliciano exclaimed, shoving his laptop on the German's desk."Isn't it adorable?!"

Ludwig looked at the screen. "Vhy do you take so much joy in reading stories like zhat..?" he said, reading the story on the screen, his face getting more red as he read through it.

"They're called fanfiction! Japan showed me some of the stories that were posted online~! You like that one, don't you?"

All of a sudden, Ludwig, who had read the...detailed story, slammed the top of the laptop down with a fuming red face. "N-nein! I vill not read... such... stories!" he said, panting.

"Japan also told me about doujinshi! Those are like fanfiction, except they're comics! Do you want me to show you one?" The Italian said, completely ignoring his German friend's reactions.

"Show 'im what?" came a French voice from behind Feliciano.

"Fanfiction!" Italy said, eagerly taking the computer from Ludwig to Francis. "They made stories for you too~!" He quickly found pages of stories with France pairings. Italy clicked the first one and showed Francis.

"Ohonhonhon~" the Frenchman giggled as he read about his sexual adventures with Arthur.

"What are you giggling about, Frog?" England said after hearing France's unmistakable laugh. France only kept giggling and gave the computer to Arthur. "Wha..w-who.. who would write something like this..?" he asked as he read the story.

"The fans~!" Feliciano chimed in.

Francis only kept giggling. "You know you want it, mon ami~"

"The fans?! What fans?! AND NO I DON'T WANT IT!" the flustered Brit shouted.

"Dude, I have fans!" America exclaimed out of nowhere.

"I, like, totally knew we had fans already, right Liet?" said Poland, nudging Toris in the ribcage.

"Aww, Lovi~ You might have raving fangirls too!" an over-excited Spaniard said.

"QUIET!" Ludwig yelled, finally breaking up the commotion. "Right, now, who is responsible for starting this commotion?"

Silence.

Ever so slowly, a hand rose. All eyes turned to Italy. "Ehh...b-but don't blame mee! I was just trying to show a story I thought was cute to Germany and then all the mean countries came and then started making a big deal about it! Japan was the one to show me anyway!"

Again, all eyes turned, this time to Kiku. "I aporogize," he said," but I cannot take the brame for this, it is the faurt of the fans."

Silence.

"A lot of the stories are written by the same author, or at least the popular ones are..."*

"D-did y-you h-hear s-something..?" a very nervous Latvia asked.

America jumped up. "Dudes! I got it! Look! A lot of the popular stories are written by the same person!"

England took the computer and analyzed the screen carefully. "I hate to admit it, but America is right this time..."

"Thank- HEY!"

"I don't normally participate in tracking a person down, but I'll join you, only because I do not do Angleterre like zhat," Francis mentioned, pointing to another FrUk story.

"I wouldn't let you do me at all, Frog..." England muttered to himself.

"Then we would be able to put this person to his doom, da? Who is it?"

"Erm...ClipboardFox22**? Strange screen name..." said Arthur. "We'll need information about his location as well."

Estonia's eyes lit up. "I can find out that information for you-"

"Found it!" China announced."This person lives near Bunkyō, Tokyo, Japan according to the website."

"Who's going?" a young girl's voice asked.

"I should go," Japan said," because I know my way around Tokyo better than anyone erse here."

"Vee~ I want to go too~!"

"If-a he's-a going, I should-a go too."

"Aww, Lovi, don't go without me~"

"Ze awesome me totally deserves a chance to go too."

"What about me?"

"Ve should keep zhe entourage as small as possible," Germany said," so zhe Allies, zhe Axis (including Prussia and South Italy), and Spain shall go. Zhe rest must stay here. Is zhat all?" Japan nodded.

"ALRIGHT DUDES! LET'S DO THIS THING!"

*Italics indicate that our dear Canada is speaking.

**Haha, just some screen name that came up on a screen name generator.