Hello world! My computer has no Internet, so I may post this way after the fact. Either way, this is my first Au/Gakuen. I was inspired by something my friend said at school when she was sick. So this is dedicated to Gilbird Piyo Hope you don't meet your terrible demise this year.

Note: They are in middle school, this gives me an opportunity to let Germany act more immature. Ain't i a little stinker?

Also I believe Germania to be their Vati, so don't like, don't read.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, unless I'm in my dreams, I know I'm not because there are no Flying Mint bunnies, and I'm not married to Amaimon. :(

Ludwig moaned and let his head hit the desk in front of him. It didn't help his head ache at all, he didn't care. He felt terrible and the dull pain he got from impact some what distracted him. It was only second period and he didn't know how much more he could take.

Much to his relief, the bell rang, he could get out of this class full of loud annoying people. He hated having maths with Arthur and Francis.

He hurried out of the class room and was greeted by Feliciano. "Ve~. Luddy!"

The blond groaned again. He liked the Italian in front of him, he just didn't have enough stamina to be dealing with him right now. "Ja, hi Feli,"

The brunet tilted his head to the side, letting his one odd hair bounce. "What's wrong. You don't seem to good."

Ludwig raised a hand to his temple, a futile attempt to sooth his headache. "Ja, I'm not feeling so good." He wiped his nose on his sleeve.

Gingerly, Feliciano put a hand on the taller's forehead. "Ve~ You fell hot. You should go home."

He nodded. "I'll text mien Vater next period."

~oOo~

Ludwig walked down to the front office, glad he didn't have to endure another period of torture. He was glad his Vati had agreed to pick him up. He usually wasn't so lenient about things like this. His usual response would be 'Man up, do you expect to get good grades by skipping class for such a trivial thing?!'

When he go there, he was quite surprised. Instead of his Vati standing there, it was his older brother, Gilbert.

"Hey Bruder!" The albino started yelling cross the hall, surely disrupting classes.

"What are you doing here? Are you looking for your boyfriend?"

"Nien. I'm only his babysitter, just cause he kissed my doesn't mean we're together. That make me a pedo, I'm like, 10 years oldert than him."

The German rolled his eyes. "So why are you here?" He already knew the answer, but some part of him dreaded it so much, it wanted to change the truth.

"To pick you up. Vati is at work and I had nothing else to do."

Ludwig coughed violently into his arm. "Fine, let's just go."

The older shrugged and lead the way to the car.

~oOo~

Ludwig lay on the couch and moaned. He picked up a tissue and blew his nose for what seemed the thousandth time.

Suddenly his phone beeped. He looked at the screen and sighed. A reminder to train for track came up,. He got up to go meet the surprisingly fast Italian.

When the German got to the kitchen, he saw his older brother mopping. "Ummm. What are you doing?"

Red eyes met blue for a moment as the elder was taken aback that his younger brother had gotten up. "Mopping. The dogs came running through here all mudd. I could ask you the same thing."

Ludwig leaned against the wall, feeling slightly dizzy and nauscious. "I have training with Feliciano."

The albino 'tutted'. "I don't think so. Don't exhert yourself when your sick."

"If I don't make the team, Vater won't buy me a car when I turn 16."

"You can hardly stand, let alone run." He gestured to the boy's stance.

"I'm going." He turned to leave when a pale hand grabbed him.

"You say you're fine? Then beat me down the road." Before Ludwig had a chance to react his brother was out the door. The blond tore after him.

He kept pace for half way before slowing. The congestion in his throat caused him to collapse from axygen deprevation. He shakily got to his hands and knees and wretched on the side of the street.

Mean while, the so called awesome man had made it to the end of the road and laughed his signaturr laugh in victory. Then he looked back to spot the slow boy. When he saw the sight, his ruby eyes grew large as he rushed back to help the fallen boy.

He half carried him back to the house. "Imagin what would have happened if you tried to keep up with that insane Italian?" Ludwig just moaned in response.

When t hey got back to their place, the blond resumed his spot on the couch. The white haired man leane dover and kissed his forehead. "I told you you were sick."

Of caurse Ludwig didn't har, he was unconcious the second his head found soft relief.

Oh my, that was craptastic. HAlf way through, I stopped for a few days. Well, it turns out my style differs slightly day to day. Also, I had time to contemplate the whole Prussia and his younger boyfriend thing. It's PruCan, but I didn't explain. Gilbird Piyo thinks that PruCan isn't right because Prussia is the baby sitter and that would be pedophilia. Now I have to write a matching fanfic to explain the back story of the mentioned PruCan.

Either way, review, or I'll make you becom one with mother Russia, unless you are an Ivan fan, then youwill become one with Belarus.