DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CLANNAD NOR HETALIA.

WARNING(s):

Russia. - . -

Cursing~

Shounen ai! … for now.

Please enjoy~!

Chapter One:

Part I

This town… is an eye sore, da? Too many painful memories for my taste… School is boring and monotonously useless; I believe that the repeating of the same thing every day is what pisses me off the most, da? Although, it is a lot better than going home I suppose… I'd prefer to never go home again, yes… that would be nice.

I continued on my walk to Hetalia Academy, my high school, starting up the usual and annoyingly huge hill. Honestly, who in the name of General Winter builds a school a top of a hill like this? Running a hand through my ashy blonde – almost white – hair I frowned.

It could not have been fun building it, da?

In case you haven't guessed already I am Russian, and indeed a high school student despite my height, I am currently a senior at Hetalia Academy. My name is Ivan Braginski; it is nice to meet you.

Ah~ such an annoying school filled with troublesome people~… maybe I should burn it down after graduation, da? Either way this idiotic, dull routine was beginning to make me sick to my stomach. My mouth twitched into a smile; that was my way of dealing with things, it keeps me… more or less sane.

Just as I reached the half way mark on the hill I caught sight of a petite form out of the corner of my eye, I slowed down unconsciously, "C-cha siu bao! (1)" I blinked at the boyish voice. I'd thought he was a girl… he had long black hair tied in a side pony tail that slung over his shoulder, and a feminine face with a lean body… I almost expected him to be wearing a girl's uniform maybe he was just a retarded transvestite like Felix – … he was wearing the guy's uniform, same blue plaid pants and tan vest with a white uniform collared shirt underneath, like the rest of us… how odd, da?

However, I of course was an exception; I wore a long white scarf around my neck~ it's a very precious thing to me, da, and you thought that regulations could stop me from wearing it? Oh! You are a silly thing, da!

On another note, what did he just say? Wasn't that the name of a Chinese bun?

I turned around and looked at him, blinking, as he continued to… talk to himself like a crazy person (no, not me standards, a normal one that you would keep away from on the streets). Anyway, he was spouting nonsense… with such a cute determined face that it made me stop dead in my tracks beside him. "D-Do you like this school, aru?"

This certainly was interesting. He has a weird accent… maybe he's Chinese?

"Because… I really like this school, a lot, aru!" … ah… what a shame, such a cute face is spouting such bullshit, da? "… But everything always changes, aru, slowly but surely everything changes, aru…"

It is very fun to listen to someone's innermost feelings and wishes, da~?

"Everything eventually changes and leaves you behind, aru, even the fun things… and the happy things too. But, can you still… love this place, aru…? "

I was stunned into silence for a few seconds and before I knew it the words came out tumbling out of my mouth of their own accord, "Why don't you just go and find more, da?" He turned to me in surprise and my violet eyes met his warm but slightly piercing chocolate brown... what was a word for those eyes? They looked so... honest, "Bozhe moĭ…" I hissed under my breath in astonishment. This couldn't be a guy, da, no man could be possibly have eyes like that…

… Am I color blind or did the world just grow a couple of hundred shades more colorful, da?

After a pause I continued, "All you have to do is find more happy and fun things, it isn't difficult, da?" he just stared at me in a stunned silence. "… Come on, let us head to school, da?" I smiled my most least intimidating smile and began walking up the hill. Sure enough he followed after me quietly.

And so began the happiest morning I'd had in a while… that is until school began. Then it was back to that same boring routine… ha~ so depressing, da?

As I walked home from school I paused in front of the gates to the sports dorm. Why don't I visit it Alfred~? Smiling I headed towards the dorm then smiled wider at the familiar scene.

"H-Hey guys can't we stay cool~?" this person is… regrettably one of my only friends… Alfred F. Jones… "You all know that I need "Holding out for a Hero" to get through the day! C-cut me some slack, I am the hero after all~!" the blonde American laughed nervously… did I mention how unfortunate this was for me?

He was surrounded by the football jocks… whom I was guessing he pissed off by playing his sucky 90s music too loud again, da?

"SHUT UP!" took the words right out of my mouth; still smiling I crouched down, put my hands on my chin and enjoyed the show.

They picked him up by the collar and shook him, "COMMIE BASTARD! H-help me out here will ya'!" Alfred was incredibly strong (as in lifting up a small car without breaking a sweat strong). If he wasn't holding back he could have dealt with all of them easily… it was a waste that he had to be too much of a righteous idiot to realize that…

"Let me think~ nope!" he sent me a betrayed look as he was lifted up into the air. I watched with a smile as they threw his about as if he were a rag doll~ ah, how impressive! Alfred was very buff.

Of course due to all of the noise that they were making the dorm mother was bound to come around sooner or later. And there she came bounding down the hall, pissed as hell~! "QUIET YOU IDIOTS!" yes, the lovely Elizabeta sporting a black, nonstick frying pan.

The building was cleared out in a matter of seconds, so very frightening, the power of a 24 year-old bipolar female dorm mother, da~?

"Damn, kids… I'm the one that gets all the complaints from the neighbors…"

"LIZZY~~!" Alfred grabbed hold of her legs. "You should have come sooner~!"

Miss Elizabeta was a beautiful woman, long light brown hair, and she always had a pink flower in her hair. "Get the hell off of me Al."… unfortunately her attitude was that of a bull dog; no… more like that of a Pit Bull. She kicked him off and turned away, "This is YOUR fault too! Have you learned your lesson for today?"

"…"

"Alfred..."

"Yes mom – I-I mean mama – NO I mean ma'am!" he quickly corrected himself when he saw an offending frying pan come into view.

"So, shall we go to your room, da?" the American happily complied.

As Alfred mumbled muffled curse involving the consistent words 'rugby' and 'bastards'… eventually I grew bored of this, (his messy room wasn't pretty to look at either, da?)

I suddenly got an idea and smiled, "No one can hear you if you whisper, da~" he paled.

"Ivan…"

"DAMN RUGBY TEAM BASTARDS!" I sang out as the blonde yelped and hid under the bed.

BANG!

"WHO THE HELL SAID THAT!"

"…" there was a moment of silence as he glared at me, most likely hating my smile the most right now.

"Screw you Ivan…"

"Wimp." I scoffed.

Alfred slowly go out from under the bed, "… Just you wait! I'll get 'em all good just before graduation rolls around! And," he leaned in close to me, "You get to back the hero up you commie bastard you~" I smiled emptily (with an almost pitying look), and nodded, before turning back to my tea.

"You ass, you aren't gonna' do it!"

"Well I really like seeing other's suffer, da~? Especially you, so I'd be more on their side than yours, da."

"WHY YOU –"

BANG!

"SHUT THE HELL UP!"

I smiled sweetly, "I shall kick him back, yes~?"

"GAHH! Cut it out! I'll die!"

And so another day ends with nothing interesting occurring, (aside from that pretty boy I saw earlier, da?) Ah, this is so depressing. No motivation, no passion, just another boring day, da?

I wonder when something will change.

Such a useless world that has ended, nothing is born and nothing dies in this place. So boring. Nothing happens here, if I were to be born here. I believe that I would truly go insane, da?

But on the bright side, there is a boy in this world. He's really pretty~ will long dark hair and beautiful pale skin; white suits him well, da? … He's been staring at me for hours now, can he see me? But… that would be odd, da?

I haven't been born into this world, yet...

I wonder what it's like to live in a world that's already ended. Is it lonely, I wonder? Honest chocolate brown eyes stared straight at me.

Why am I bothered by this boy?

A/N: … Oh no… I started another fanfic… WTF what the heck is WRONG with me O . o…! …*shrugs* Oh well, I tried to keep the events in order to the original Clannad storyline and STILL keep Russia in character… O . o… took me seven hours… I think I'll edit it later… But should I do 'After Story' too… cause that season made me CRY… LIKE A BABY. - . - goodnight everybody~! ^ . ^ Ah, and yes… we are still on episode one… thus the 'Part'… Annnd the reason why it is so short XD ... should I lay off the 'da'?

(1): … a type of Chinese pork bun – w – 0

Translation {Russian}: Bozhe moĭ = My God…

TITLE EXPLANATION! Sem'ya is the word for 'family' in Russian~ Clannad is descended from 'family' in Irish~ See what I did there =3 I even double checked for the correct translation because I didn't want to mess up the translation~!

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