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"LOOK AT THESE AWESOME MUSCLES!"
"Gilbert...Shut up." Elizabeta sighed at her boyfriend.
Viet grinned happily as the German teen laughed and scurried off to his other best friends, Francis and Antonio. The young Vietnamese chuckled as she laid on her desk. Today was the 2nd semester of her Junior year in Gakuen Hetalia. Viet felt proud that she made it in such a rich private school. She maybe rich like the rest of the school, but her parents are hardly ever there in her life. They always travel around even sometimes forgetting the young girl, but she didn't care. She had friends and her friends were her family.
She watched as the French kid greeted his long time friend, Arthur. The blonde boy flushed red and pushed away Francis. Those two were best friends/enemies since preschool. Viet then glanced over at Elizabeta who was talking with Viet's other friend. A Ukraine girl named Katyusha. The young girl always seem busy, because she would have to go straight home after school because she had to babysit her half siblings since her parents always work, but still had time for them.
"Hey Viet." Elizabeta said with a grin, "I heard a new kid is coming here today."
Viet raised a brow, "Now? Its the second semester. Why the hell would some kid just come here now?"
Katyusha giggled and said, "Does it matter? It's been a while since we even had a new kid!"
"I guess.." Viet sighed, "Where's Vash?"
"Probably at home." Arthur piped in.
"DAMN!" Gilbert exclaimed as he sat next to Elizabeta, "Lucky bastard gets to skip school all the time! I wish my parents were like that."
Antonio grinned, "Yeah~! Sounds great."
Suddenly the door began to open. The students scurried back to their seats as the teacher walked in with papers in his arms. Their teacher was a middle aged man. Sleek black hair mixed in with bits of gray hair. Just an average size man with glasses. He straightened his tie as he walked toward his podium.
"CLASS!" He exclaimed, "We have a new student. He has scored 100s on the entry tests."
Elizabeta grinned and nudged me as she whispered, "Its a HE!"
Viet could only make gagging faces at her Hungarian friend.
The students then watched as the man signaled someone outside the classroom. A teenage boy walks in the room. Now Viet would usually just ignore the new kid, but when he first came in the room she heard many kids slightly gasp. She turned and saw why they did. The kid didn't own a uniform set! Normally the teachers and staff would be very strict and will give no mercy to any student who didn't wear their uniform (they wouldn't care if students wore hoodies or t-shirts underneath. As long as you wore the uniform. It's all good.)
The new student was clearly Chinese. His jet-black hair was long and was tied into a pony tail. His clothes were only blue jeans and a dark red hoodie. Viet felt her face heating up as she realized she was gawking at him as well. She wanted to turn away, but she couldn't. She froze when she saw his eyes. His eyes were the color of like an amber sun. It shined as he glared as some of the fellow students.
"Tell us your name, son."
The teen frowned and said, "Yao Wang."
Gilbert started to giggle, which caused his group of friends turned and glared at the silver-haired German. His girlfriend elbowed Gilbert, which caused him to groan in response. The brunette glared and whispered what was so funny.
"Yao Wang." Gilbert whispered back with a grin.
"So?"
The German tried to stifle a laugh, "It almost sounds like 'Your wang!'
Elizabeta rolled her eyes and muttered something about being immature. Though Francis and Antonio giggled along with their friend after they realized the joke. The girls just sighed in annoyance, already feeling sorry for the new kid, because now the Bad Touch Trio is going to have someone to pick on the rest of the year.
"Tell us about yourself." The teacher then asked.
Yao hesitated for a bit, "I...I can play the violin."
"And?"
"I can cook as well." He muttered.
"Marvelous!" The teacher exclaimed. He then examined the room. He found an empty seat by the window right in front of Viet. He smiled and told Miss Hue to raise her hand. The Vietnamese groaned and raised her arm up. The teacher smiled and told Yao to sit right in front of the young girl. Yao nodded and casually walked toward his new seat.
Soon class started. During homeroom, all Viet can do was stare at the Chinese boy. He seemed different. Sure a lot of kids can seem dark in this school, but she sensed that Yao gave off a different vibe to her. His aura gave off a cold exterior toward others, but somehow she knew that his only doing that on purpose.
RING! RING!
Viet jumped as she heard the school bell ring. She hastily got up and gathered her things. Her next class was Art 3. The young girl got out of the classroom and walked toward her locker. As she put her books away, she heard a voice calling her name. Viet turned around to be greeted by a blonde girl named Belle. Her green eyes shined with delight as she embraced her Asian friend. Both Viet and Belle laughed and began to start a conversation.
"I heard a new boy was in your homeroom today~." She purred as she began to unlock her locker.
"How'd you know?" Viet asked.
Belle smiled and replied, "Toni told me! He says he's pretty cute too."
Viet laughed and said, "Antonio would say that, Belle. I think he's okay."
The Belgium girl shrugged and grabbed her art supplies. She grinned as she linked arms with Viet and dragged her friend toward Art class. In a few seconds they made it before the bell rang. They sat down all the way at the back and waited for their art teacher to arrive.
The door then opened. A young red head woman came in with the new kid besides her. Viet raised a brow, it would seem that Yao was showing their teacher a sketchbook. She and Belle watched as their teacher praised the new kid with his 'magnificent' drawings. The teacher than told the boy to go sit up front.
Belle leaned next to Viet and muttered, "I bet he's showing her stick figures or something."
Viet could only giggle in response to this.
"Okay class!" The young red head exclaimed, "Since we have a new student, why don't we draw something easy to get us started?"
Some students groaned and some cheered. The teacher grinned and held up charcoal, "This is what you people should be using right now! Nice ole charcoal. I want you students to draw something that brings you happiness."
Viet stiffened. She didn't know what gave her happiness. Her parents were constantly away and she doesn't have any family members that were close to her. Viet doesn't even know the last time she actually had fun. She glanced over at Belle's drawing and saw that she was drawing tomatoes. Viet giggled and immediately thought of a certain Spanish boy.
Belle turned to Viet and asked, "What are you going to draw, Viet?"
"I don't know." Viet sighed, "I can't come up with anything."
"Draw a cat or something." Her friend replied, "I like cats."
Viet smiled, "Duh. I'll...I'll just draw a boat or something."
"Sounds awesome to me." Belle replied and continued to draw.
Minutes passed and by then all of the students were finish drawing. Viet doesn't like to brag, but her boat seemed really life like. So life like that it seemed you can actually touch it. Many of the other students in the room were pretty decent artists like herself, so she put her selfish comments to herself. The teacher smiled and told each student to go up to the front of the room and share their drawings to the others.
She picked Viet first. The said girl grinned slightly and walked up to the room. She revealed her drawing and heard many people commenting on how good it is. Her teacher smiled and asked why it gave her happiness. Viet frowned and thought for a moment.
"Well Viet?"
The teenage girl looked up with a sad smile, "I honestly don't know."
The teacher sighed and replied, "That's alright anyway. It's a lovely drawing, I must admit. You may sit down now."
Viet nodded and scurried back to her seat. Soon others students showed their drawings, including Belle. Then their teacher grinned and told Yao to stand up. The boy seemed to be pouting, which caused Viet to blush terribly at how cute he looked, and he asked if he really had to share. The teacher nodded in response.
Yao sighed and got up. He took his drawing and had it facing toward his chest. The teacher smiled gently and told the teen to turn it around. The Chinese teen muttered something and turned it around. Many gasps and 'oohs' filled the room. Even Viet and Belle were totally shocked at how awesome his picture was.
The charcoal drawing was a picture of small Asian children. Each seemed to be a year apart, judging by the looks of it. One child that seemed to be the oldest, held a small dog in his arms, the second one slightly smiled as he hugged a panda. The other one was clearly a girl, she was smiling as she had a armful of flowers and finally the last one. The last child was laughing as he clutch onto the girl's waist.
"Oh!" The teacher exclaimed, "I-It's like a real portrait! So much details, Yao! You did this during the 20 minutes we had?"
Yao nodded it stoically, "Yeah. It's pretty easy."
RINNNG!
"Oh dear." The teacher said, "Alright students. You may keep the drawings that you drew today. Tomorrow shall be something different. You are dismissed!"
As soon as she said the the students soon began to file out. Viet's next class was Spanish. She would expect Belle or Antonio to be in the class, but they had Spanish at a different time. So young Viet was all by herself. As she walked pass a recycling bin she saw Yao's drawing. The young Vietnamese was flabbergasted by how Yao would treat an awesome drawing like this. She looked around and quickly took the charcoal drawing. It wouldn't hurt to take this right? Clearly by the looks of it Yao didn't want it.
"Hey you."
Viet jumped in surprised. She turned around with a glare upon her face. She was about to yell at the bastard who scared her, but her eyes widened when she saw that it was Yao, who called her out. The boy frowned as he looked at the ground. This made Viet curious.
"Can you tell me where Spanish Class is aru..?" He mumbled.
Viet chuckled amusing and asked, "What's with 'aru'?"
Yao blushed furiously and replied, "I-It's nothing aru. Can you tell me where Spanish Class is?"
Viet sighed and nodded, "Follow me. I have the same class as you anyway."
The two walked side by side in silence. Viet found it very awkward, but who cares. She just wants to go to Spanish class then have lunch and carry on with the afternoon classes. They then reached the door. Viet opened it and led the Chinese boy inside the classroom. She turned to him and said he could sit next to her.
Yao nodded and follow the girl toward their seats. Viet then quickly turned her attention toward the window. Yao watched her for a bit and suddenly asked her something.
"So... Why did you draw a boat?"
Viet turned around with a glare, "Cause that's the only thing I could come up of!"
Yao smiled for the first time that he has been in this school. Viet's face heat up but lucky for her she could control that blush. The Chinese teen laughed slightly and replied, "Many of the those other kids drew something that is connected with either their family or lovers."
"So?"
She had attitude and this made Yao amused, "So? So your thing doesn't connect to anything unless the boat has something to deal with water."
"But Belle drew tomatoes!" Viet said trying to defend herself from Yao's logical comments, "That has NOTHING to do with family or lovers."
Yao laughed, "Aiyaaah! Of course it does. I know I'm new here and all, but I have good eye-sight and hearing. That Spaniard back in homeroom? All he talks about is tomatoes and some Italian kids that he babysits."
Viet smirked, "Oh? Okay what about that Hungarian girl that I was sitting next too."
"That one? Easy. She talks about gay guys smooching and her boyfriend's little brother."
"Damn." Viet exclaimed, "Your good."
Yao grinned, "Thank you."
"You should smile more often." Viet suddenly blurted.
The Chinese teen raised a brow as he watched his new friend quickly covering her mouth with her hands. Yao chuckled and gave the girl a smile, which made Viet glare in response.
"S-Shut up gia tạo."
"Now that's not fair aru!" Yao commented, "Using Vietnamese to call me a bastard. How rude."
Viet turned to Yao with a curious look, "You know Vietnamese?"
The long haired teen grinned and nodded, "Có"
"How come?" She asked, "You're clearly not Vietnamese."
Yao placed his hand on his chin as he faced the front, "I had enough time to learn."
"Huh? Wh-"
"ALRIGHT CLASS!" Their teacher shouted as he came in, "TIEMPO PARA APRENDER ESPAÑOL!"
"Si~" The class said unison.
A/N: When i first signed up for FF i promised myself to finish a story and then start another one right after that xD I broke that promise because im still working on To Capture his Girl and Loving a Mortal plus I have May the best man win (-I have a writers block for that one)
Anyway I also like ChinaxVietnam too and I really like the plot for this story.
Though it may not be original, its the typical, "Rich girl. Poor boy" type of story. It's set in modern times, as Viet Hue goes to one of the most priviet and famous schools in the country. All the kids in that school are all rich and have loving families, though Viet never really experienced a loving family before, because her parents are always and basically gone. So nannies and servents watch over her as she grows. When Yao comes in, he has no money like the rest of the students, but he does have a big brain and a family. No parents, but he does have an uncle and siblings (which will be soon revealed in the story, but you know who they are c;) Other stuff will happen but i dont wanna spoil you kiddies.
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