Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia or any of its characters.
A/N: I apologize if it's a bit choppy or confusing but please enjoy your read. ^^
Name Legend:
Matthew (Canada)
Francis (France)
Sesel (Seychelles)
Meimei (Taiwan)
Summertime Fun
At the entrance to camp stood Matthew Williams. He fidgeted, unsure whether to enter or not. Was this really such a good idea?
He adjusted his glasses and ran a hand through his blonde hair.
W-well he signed up and already paid and everything so….
"Hi there, Matthew!"
He turned and there was his good friend Sesel. She had tan skin and long black hair separated into pigtails and tied with red ribbons. Her cerulean dress, which extended to her knees, fluttered behind her.
"You're late; they already assigned us our cabins and roommates."
"R-really?! Who did I get?"
She touched her hand to her chin in thought.
"These three guys….the first two didn't stand out much but the third was from France."
She winked and elbowed him in the side.
"L'amour~"
"Sèsè…"
"Hey, I told you not to call me that. Anyways, come on, you have to go meet them!"
She ran, tugging Matthew along with her. They entered the crowded area, filled to the brim with people socializing and camp counselors yelling.
"W-wow." He said, awe-stricken.
The Canadian walked along with Sesel and ended up accidently tripping over his own feet (he didn't know how he managed to do that sometimes- he must be an expert at finding ways to fall on flat surfaces). But instead of face-planting into the ground, as he usually did, he fell into the arms of a stranger who gently helped him regain his footing.
"Bonjour~"
"I think you found him." Sesel said, slightly embarrassed.
This was one of his roommates, eh? By the voice…it was the one from France.
"Are you there monsieur?"
He looked up.
"Oh, yes I-"
Matthew paused midsentence. He was gorgeous. U-uh, um, good-looking, yes.
He had long, wavy blonde hair and a smile in his light blue eyes as well as on his face. He was dressed very well, not to formally, not to casually. It made Matthew feel considerably underdressed, in his red hoodie and jeans.
The man leaned over and took one of Matthew's dainty hands, kissing it gently.
Sesel's eyebrows went up behind her bangs.
"Hello. My name is Francis Bonnèfoy. Pleased to meet you."
His breath tickled his fingers and Matthew suddenly realized that his face was warm. The warmth spread to his ears, he was probably red as a tomato now.
Francis straightened up.
"Parlez-Vous Français?"
"Ou-oui."
He smiled again.
"I think we'll get to be good friends."
The older blonde turned to walk away but then stopped short and turned back to face Matthew.
"I didn't get the pleasure of knowing your name. It is…?"
"M-Matthew Williams."
Francis closed his eyes.
"Mmmm….Mathieu. What a lovely name."
A more ferocious blush darkened his complexion.
"Well. . . I will be seeing you soon, non?"
With one last smile he turned and left.
Sesel and Matthew shared a glance.
She posed one hand on her hip, the other behind her head.
"Oooo, I am Monsieur Frenchman, here to seduce my dear Mathieu~"
"Sesel, stop that!"
"Hee-hee, your face is all red~" she teased.
"Oh! By the way, I wanted you to meet someone. I'll be right back."
She ran off and left Matthew alone, still embarrassed at his and Francis' little exchange.
The Seychellois girl came running back a few minutes later.
Followed quickly behind her was a small Asian girl, standing 4 foot 6 at the most. Her ebony locks cascaded down her back and her long sleeves billowed out behind her. She was exquisitely dressed. Her eyes were slanted upward slightly and her small pink lips were curved into a polite smile. She opened her mouth and spoke, the words sounded like a song. The petite Asian paused.
"Oh. So sorry."
She cleared her throat then extended her hand, with long slim fingers.
"Ni hao, my name is Meimei. You are…?"
"Matthew. Matthew Williams."
Smiling, he took her hand and shook it.
"Ma-Matyoo? Matyoo. Matthew?"
She looked puzzled.
"Ah, anyway. I saw you before with Franceese, yes?"
Meimei looked him in the eye. The serious look on her face frightened him a bit.
"He has bad reputation. Be careful."
She nodded briskly in his direction before turning to leave.
Her warning left him befuddled. Francis didn't seem threatening in the least.
Sesel turned to him.
"That's my new roommate, Matt. She's from Taiwan, that's why her English isn't the greatest."
"Ah."
Meimei's accent was thicker than Francis'. He almost needed a translator for her English. But it was not quite as fluid; the words did not seem as nice as when Francis spoke them.
. . . . . . He was not developing a voice fetish, damn it.
A/N: This is the 1st Chapter of Summertime Fun and if enough people like it there will be many more future chapters. (Where things will heat up between Matthew and Francis~)
Please review and let me know if there are any other characters you would like to see at this camp!
Also, I just want to address two things. One…YES I realize that Francis is much older than Matthew and the two would probably never be roommates. It's for the storyline, people.
And two: I'm sorry if I offended anyone with the accent thing. (I don't know how it would but some people are more sensitive than others.)
I'll stop annoying you now. =D