A/N: Very bad summary. I had to put most of the pairing, so sorry... Um, yes. Highschool Hetalia and Batman. I don't even... Was I high when I thought up that idea? Actually, it was probably at 4 AM. Anyway, lots of Fluff, no smut. I might hint at the idea of it, but I won't write it. I apologize. So I think I got most of the pairings in the summary, but you'll see them eventually... They aren't all Yaoi pairings! I promise! Alos, Joker vs. Austria because Joker goes after Hungary. OH SNAP. Anyway, this first chapter is just introducing some of the characters for you, in case your only here for one Fandom. This introduces Batman to Hetalians and Hetalia to Batfans (I guess that's a name.)

P.S. Anything marked with a * has a translation at the bottom.

Feliciano Vargas didn't want to wake up. He happily snoozed and had the blankets pulled over his head. His older brother Lovino Vargas, however, had other plans.

He burst into the room and kneeled at the side of his brother's bed. He began to shake Feliciano to wake him up.

"Felicianoooo! It's time for school!" Lovino called.

"But Lo-Vi-Nooo! I don't wanna!" Feliciano turned on his side.

"It's the first day of school. Get the hell out of bed!"

"No!"

Lovino sighed and stopped shaking his brother, then smirked. "That Potato-Bastard... What's his name?" Lovino was referring to Feliciano's boyfriend, who was German, hence the potato.

"Ludwig," The younger of the two Italian brothers mumbled dreamily.

"Si, him... He's waiting outside for you, and if you don't hurry up-"

Feliciano sat up quickly and ran out of his room. He ran straight to the front door. Lovino sighed and went to the dresser at the end of the room.

Seconds later, Lovino heard a German accent yell, "Feliciano! Put your pants on!"

Feliciano walked into his room, only a little embarrassed. Lovino held out a pair of pants for him. "Forget something?"

"Grazie Fratello*!" Feliciano thanked his brother as he took the pants.

Lovino sighed and shook his head, then exited the room. He grabbed his backpack and went outside.

"Does this happen everyday?" Ludwig asked.

"More often then you'd think..." Lovino muttered.

Jack Naiper sighed and stretched. "Good morning beautiful world!" He called.

"Shut up and go the hell back to sleep!" His father yelled.

"Oh yeah. I forgot. You're the reason the world isn't beautiful!" Jack smirked anyway.

Despite the numerous times the class clown, often referred to as Joker, said he hated school, he didn't. It was a chance to see his friends, get away from the trailer he lived in, and make jokes without being ignored, or worse, hit.

Jack smiled more and walked to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, then his brown hair, then walked back to his room. He removed his pyjamas and pulled on a T-Shirt, a red hoodie, and a pair of jeans.

"Leaving!" He yelled to whoever would listen. Not expecting a response, and not getting one, Jack picked up his backpack and left.

"It's show time..." He muttered, in a very Beetlejuice like manner.

Matthew Williams smiled down at the pancakes as he flipped another one over with ease. As if attracted by the smell, his older brother, Alfred F. Jones, sleepily stumbled in the room. He was still wearing his 'Pyjamas,' which meant a pair of Stars and Stripes boxers.

Matthew looked over to say good morning, but grimaced at the sight of his brother. "Put your clothes on!" He ordered. Matthew wasn't very loud, so it wasn't much more than a whisper.

"Food..." Alfred muttered as he flopped face-first onto the couch.

"Americans..." Matthew rolled his eyes. For most of his life, Matthew had lived in Canada with he and Alfred's aunt and uncle. He even took the last name Williams. This year, he moved back to live with his brother.

Alfred did, eventually, stumble back to his room to put on clothes. He came out wearing a white shirt, a pair of dark jeans, and his usual brown pilot jacket.

Matthew, on the other hand, wore a red hoodie with a maple leaf on it and a pair of faded blue jeans. Together, the brothers walked out, ready for school.

Bruce Wayne was awoken by light seeping in, his butler, Alfred Pennyworth having pulled back the blinds of his window. Bruce grumbled and shoved a pillow over his face.

"No..." He muttered simply.

"Master Bruce, you must get up... It's time for school." Alfred said with his British accent, pulling the blanket of to reveal Bruce's body, covered in silk pyjamas.

Bruce sighed. "Alright, fine... I don't see why I have to go to school anyway..."

"Before you go and complain, I will remind you that you are the one who requested public school, not I..." Alfred remarked.

Bruce threw a pillow towards him. "Smartass..."

"I'd rather be a smartass than a dumbass, which is what you'll be if you don't go to school." He caught the pillow and tossed it back.

Bruce grumbled and got out of bed. "Fine, I'm going... Get out so I can change..."

Alfred nodded and walked away.

Grazie Fratello- Italian for 'Thank you brother.'