Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. If I did do you think I'd be writing FANfiction? The only thing I own here would be my OCs. And WARNING: I did gender-bend some of the countries. I had started to do this because a friend of mine doesn't like slash, but then I realized she wouldn't read this anyway, but I was too lazy to change it! I'm marking this as an M because of the theme of child abuse though it is non-explicit.

OCs in this chapter-

Jeanne-Catalina Bonnefoy- Country of Andorra

It was a cool, yet sunny day. The trees were still green, but it would soon change with the seasons. The grass was bright green as he stood smiling at the kids standing in a uniform row. All the kids were in blue and white gym uniforms, all with their names on their shirts. The man smiled, displaying all of his teeth. His pale skin was protected by various coatings of sunscreen, his white hair glistening in the sunlight. He placed his red cap back on his head before turning his equally red eyes on the kids.

"Hallo, I'm Coach Beilschmidt, but you can call me Coach B, your awesomeness, or Coach Gil. I'm from East Germany and I have a little brother Ludwig," the albino said to his class. "Since this is our first day together I thought we should get to know each other so I don't have to keep calling you 'that kid' or 'you with the face'. Now let's go down the line starting with you!"

The silver haired boy with violet eyes shrugged and said, "My name's Emil Steilsson, I'm from Iceland and I have an older sister named Dalla Bondevik."

The next boy was an Asian named Hong from Hong Kong, and he had various siblings. One of his siblings, Mei was standing right next to him. The Taiwanese girl greeted him warmly with a smile. They continued to go down the line until they got to a small, scrawny girl. She didn't react at first until the boy standing next to her, Marcello from Seborga, poked her. She winced and backed away from the other boy. Marcello frowned before saying, "Did I hurt you bella ragazza?"

She shook her head no quietly. The girl played with the hem of her sweatshirt and Gilbert noticed she hadn't changed. He walked over to her and asked why she was out of uniform. She handed him the note the office lady had given her. Gilbert read over the note and said, "All right Ms. Bonnefoy, but would it kill you to tell us your name?"

The brunette lowered her head as if shamed. Her dark brown curls hung limp in front of her face, as if she were attempting to hide behind them. The Ger-Prussian frowned and slipped his hand under her chin to make her look at him. He nearly flinched at the expression she gave him. It was fearful, panicked, as if she was just told someone was going to kill her once she'd been cornered. He let go of her chin and immediately her head fell again.

"All right, this is Jeanne-Catalina Bonnefoy. I'm not sure if she is mute or not, so please don't press her and leave her in peace. Now that we've been properly introduced, I want you guys to run laps. I want to see what you're made of!" Gilbert said clapping his hands together.

He blew his whistle and watched the kids take off. He however paid particular attention to the rather small brunette who was lagging behind the others. He noted the look of determination on her face past the look of fatigue. He vaguely wondered if anyone had ever noticed or pointed it out to that child. He yelled, "BONNEFOY! Take it easy! Don't want you to passing out, all right kid!"

She turned to gaze at him before nodding. She continued to push herself though, much to Gilbert's dismay. This kid was going to hurt herself! It was hard for him to remember that she was seventeen and not seven. He was teaching high school kids, not elementary kids. She however looked like she belonged a few grades lower than she was. He noticed she was rather small for her age, rather thin as well. The kids passed by on their third lap while she was starting her second one. Gilbert noticed the stiff way her legs moved when she ran. He then started to jog alongside the younger girl.

"Kid, are you sure you're all right? And don't be a teenager and not answer me. I'm only 24, I know all the tricks."

She nodded before slowing down a bit and taking something out of her pocket. Gilbert noted it was a small asthma inhaler. She used it quickly, placing it back in her pocket. He frowned and asked if she was asthmatic. She nodded slowly before going to run again. The Prussian was tired of her not answering his questions, but nothing in the record mentioned she was asthmatic so he gave her the possibility of the doubt that maybe she couldn't speak. He attempted to coax her to at least interact with him by speaking about his brother. It seemed to work for a moment, for she looked at him. Looking down at his watch, he realized his class was just about over.

"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE! Good job, now get changed!" he yelled.

The albino chatted with Mei for a few minutes before he watched the brunette walk away. Gilbert folded his arms and thought about it for a few minutes. He was only pulled out of his thoughts by the arrival of more students, more specifically a Latvian in tears.

Translations according to Google translate:

Hallo-German-Hello

Bella ragazza-Italian- Pretty girl

If you speak any of these languages and see an issue please don't hesitate to tell me. I will and can change them.