Wellllllll, lets see, this is one of my first fan fic's. So please don't kill me if it's bad *shot*

I'm excited to write this so please read and review! I would love your feedback! :DD Lets continue onto Without Axis! WOOOOOOOT (Strange name I know, it'll make sense later….)

Oh before I forget, I don't own Hetalia, only the characters I make up. Also I do not own Raiku or any of his amazing manga's XD

Rated: T for language

What had I done? I felt like I'd betrayed someone who had had so much faith in me… In fact, I didn't feel like I'd betrayed them, because in reality… I really did. My insides ripping at the seams and my emotions flying out in every possible place, I made myself calm. Placing my arms around my stomach so hard that it hurt, I knelt down and breathed slowly. I stopped myself from tears bursting through the crevices of my eyelids and thought of what I'd done wrong.

….

Skipping down the hallways of World Academy, I, Ludwiga Beilschmidt, felt like a silly elementary school girl who had just gotten a lollypop. A quite delicious one in fact if it was enough to make me bound up and down in my shoes. After a moment, I realized what I was doing and stopped mid-step, feeling like a complete and utter dummkopf. I wasn't a Beilschmidt for nothing! But I didn't care at the moment. It was a quite strange feeling; a feeling of accomplishment and pride. It was welling up inside of me for so long that I barely noticed I was showing it! Hitting my head like a parent scolding their child, I continued down the packed hallways.

Well, it wasn't so packed because wherever I walked everyone would avoid me, sticking to the walls like flies stuck in a trap. I did not fret on it, though, it was less annoying anyways. Keeping my composure, my long blonde hair trailing behind me, and walking like I normally did, I glared daggers into a kid who got a little to close (who proceeded to scream running away dropping his books) just to creep everyone else out again. They were even further from me than usual. It was probably from my spastic outburst of teenager girl -who in fact I was- a few moments ago. What was it to them that I should act like a normal person every once in a while? Baa, whatever, they'll get over it. I told myself, annoyed with the children (teenagers) that were currently hiding against the wall.

They would avoid me, I would avoid them. I thought it was a pretty good deal.

Suddenly I felt something run straight into me. I barely budged and the something stayed there like a stone, so I looked down, my cheeks heating up, cause someone had full on buried their face into me chest (Hey, I was a girl too!). I stared down into a pile of auburn hair, which was indeed wedged between my breasts. Acting like a wild demon, I pushed the pervert away from me, causing me to fall over along with the person in front of me. I hit the ground with loud thud, causing me to hold my bottom in pain, "AH! Guah! Who was the dummkopf smart enough to run strait into me?" I yelled, still holding my butt, looking around for another person on the floor like me.

Everyone in the hallway had stopped to look at the scene unfolding, but I wasn't paying attention to them, I was only looking for an auburn haired person who was smart enough to run into someone two heads taller than themselves.

But when I looked, I saw no one. It was strange, like the person had suddenly disappeared… They probably didn't want to feel my wrath (pussy.). I blushed, realizing I was on the floor, my uniform's skirt almost revealing my… panties.

"What are you all looking at?" I yelled, standing up while people sprinted in all different directions. I straitened my skirt down; I wore it to my knees, the furthest it would go, unlike all the other girls in my school who twisted up their skirts until they were mid-thigh. It saved me from situations like these, even if they were extremely embarrassing. Thinking the rest of my day was just bound to be filled with bad luck, I picked up my bag and continued down the hall still slightly flustered.

Then I remembered, I had totally forgot the whole reason I was happy in the first place! Forgetting almost instantly about the incident, I thought of the days to come. Summer was around the corner and I was going to be joining the Woman's Military Training Camp. It sounded Official, didn't it? The best part about it was that there were only girl's that could sign up. It sounded like heaven to me.

Almost drooling like a dead man thinking of the possibilities, I drew close to my class, Chemistry, snapping out of my daydreams. Okay, I thought out in my head, Now its time for class. I finished my assignment, thank the gods, it took longer to do than reading a 1000 page novel, and I should probably brace myself for-

"SCH-WEST-TER!" I stopped mid thought in the threshold of the classroom, surprised from the early attack. From the other side of the room I spotted the source of the annoyance. My albino sister, Gilberta, and her pack of wolv- I mean friends, were all nearing towards me, mischievous movements in their steps. Antonia, Francis, and herself built up the famous Bad Touch Trio, the most famous group of friends in the school. If you haven't figured out what the name means, then just try to guess, it's easy. Some other classmates that I recognized also surrounded them, but I'd never seen them as much as Antonia and Francis.

"Gutten Morgan, Schwester." I corrected, the red orbs on my sisters face narrowing with slight irritation. "What do you want now?" Folding my arms I waited for an answer.

Waving her arms around like windmill, Gilberta scrunched up her face in a pleading spoiled way, a white paper flying around in her hand, "Can't me, the awesome Schwester that I am, check up on my socially awkward sister every once in a while?" A vein popped in my head. Cue the giggles.

"Not unless you want something, Schwester." I said quite smart ass-ingly.

Gilberta stopped her little girl fit and flipped her short white hair, "Whatever, your right though." A white paper was flung up towards my face grazing my chin, almost giving me a paper cut, "Mr. Smiley-Bastard-" she stopped for a terrifying moment and looked behind her, darting her eyes around to see if the 'evil one' was anywhere near. She turned herself towards me again seeing the coast was clear, "Mr. Smiley-Bastard (Mr. Braginski) wanted me to get 150 copies of this," A pale finger replaced the paper, "And you, West, should go do it for me, because you're privileged enough to even be in my awesomely- awesome presence."

I felt like starting my military training right there and then, but fought the urge to roundhouse Gilberta straight in the skull. "Fine." I said, snatching the paper out of my now smiling sister, her pet bird, Gilbird, bouncing up and down on top of her head. I still didn't know how she got away with that thing in class. I only agreed to taking the paper though because, first, I wanted to clear my head from my crazy morning, and second, I knew she would bitch about it all day if I didn't. Well… and my sister was quite irresponsible, I couldn't leave it up to her to make that many copies without messing it up one way or another… I didn't hate my big sister that much.

I walked away with my plain colored bag in my grip, "And don't worry about being late!" I heard my stupid sister's voice ring across the hall, "I'll make something up!" Again with the giggles.

. / . / . / .

Slamming my bag down next to the ancient copy machine, I inhaled and exhaled heavily. Every time my sister boasted about how socially awkward I was I was always just pissed off afterwards. Even if she was my sister, she did go over the top sometimes. There was a difference between teasing and going too far. Placing the paper roughly into the machine, but still carful to place it correctly, I sighed once again as the boring white contraption started the long process. There was a chair next to the machine so I looked around. Not seeing anyone I sat down, taking out my pencil and flinging it up and down in my hand, a habit. I thought about these past few weeks and closed my eyes.

I had been asked to be taken to my grandfather's office a few weeks ago, a rare thing to have happened. I came into his office that day and after I had greeted him properly he told me sit. He started his speech, 'I'm signing you up for a Woman's Military Training camp this week, It will start towards the end of the school year. My good friend is running it-' He has good friends? I thought, ' and I know that I can trust him to make you stronger. I know it's an inconvenient time to start something so close to the end of the term, but I feel that it is essential to your training. So I want you to study and train for the next few weeks harder than you usually do. Understood?' I nodded and was then excused to leave.

My grandfather was a very strict person. He was German, so it was no surprise. Grandfather had always chose the things that I was going to be, whether it was to major in military strategy or to study to be a nurse, I was in fact building to do both, but no matter what my grandfather said, it would go. That's how my whole family was run. Being in charge, my grandfather's job, was the senior's responsibility in the Beilschmidt household, and I'm sure it would never change.

I came back to reality and noticed that I was humming a song that had the same beat as the copy machine next to me. I smiled and started wording the song silently, and then somehow, I was singing. Singing was my only high point compared to my strength and knowledge skills. When I was small, I watched talent shows and musicals on the television, dreaming of being like the people who were in them.

'Your watching this inferior garbage again, Ludwiga?' I remembered my grandpa saying as he would turn the T.V. set off, scolding me.

"Lay beside the riverbed and maybe I will sleep~" I begun, "ohh, if my mind could just forget…" I stopped and smiled at the irony. If only I could forget than maybe I wouldn't be like this…

"WOOOOWWWW!" I burst out of my chair, almost falling over in the process, and stood in a fighting position. Darting my head back and forth looking for the source of the noise, I spotted a face behind a large desk. How the hell didn't I see him! "YOU'RE SINGING IS SOOO GREAATT! VEEE~~!" I looked at the boy with a most dumbfounded expression, blushing slightly realizing the comment. I didn't notice him; I'd never seen him in the halls before, probably an upperclassmen. He was somehow familiar though…

Faster than I could look, the boy was out from behind the desk and next to me, holding my once balled up fists in what I could only decipher as admiration. Looking down at the boy I finally said, "W-what?" embarrassed by how I stuttered. The boy just starred at me, whispering the word 've~~' every few seconds. It let me get a better look at the boys face. He was smiling at me so largely that his eyes were squinting, making it hard for her to see the color of his eyes. He had a glow to his face that was so dominating that it was hard to look at him. The thing that stood out the most was the random curl that stuck out from his bright auburn ha-… auburn hair…

I flailed around, ripping my hands away from him, and pointed at finger at his face, "YOU!" I cried. The boy looked confused, his small stature flinching slightly from my outburst. And he did something that I never thought someone would do in his situation.

He smiled even bigger. Making me feel like punching his pervert face in. "I'm Feliciano Vargas!" Was all he said, putting an extra 've~' at the end. This was the boy who had indeed run into me in the hallway just moments ago, and he was telling me his name… Was he making fun of me? I stared at him for what felt like a lifetime, when I'd finally come back to reality, I noticed the copy machine had finished its run. I looked at all the pink copies of paper, cursing under my breath, knowing Mr. Braginski would get me for it later, but decided to get out of there before I was attacked again. My hands desperately grabbed for the papers and flung them out of the machine, grabbing my bag, I made a run for it. I didn't want to run away like a coward, I wanted to teach that boy a lesson! But… He did compliment me on… on my singing of all things! I would just let him go this one time.

Before I could step out of the door I heard, "Wa- Wait!" I stopped hesitantly and held my breath. "Where are you going?" I heard the pervert squeak in what sounded like an Italian accent. I wanted to change my mind, turn around and snap kick his nose, but again, I told myself to stay under control. I decided to do something crazy instead, though. I looked down and scowled, knowing I'd beat myself up for it later.

"Th- Th- Thank you for saying my singing was great." I hunched my shoulders in, hugging my bag and florescent pink paper copies to my chest. "M-my name is Ludwiga Beilschmidt." Exiting the room swiftly I headed toward my classroom, too embarrassed to turn around and face the boy who was now known as natural enemy number one.

/././././

That damn boy wouldn't get out of my cranium! He was flooding my thoughts and I wanted to erase everything that had just happened to do with him! School didn't help me forget. Even if we were doing end of year tests and the such, I already knew the answers from my long tedious hours of studying, it wasn't that much of a distraction.

Mr. Braginski had smiled extra large as I handed him the pink papers this morning, though. That was the only other thing I couldn't get out of my head ether. That man scared the living crap out of me, not that I would admit it.

I had almost forgotten about what was going to happen after school too! I remembered around the end of third period. There was only one more class with the 'evil one' and I was too excited to go to the meeting that it didn't matter what Mr. Braginski thought of doing to me in the next few days.

I survived the next class, sighing a quite large breath of air, then, "Miss. Beilschmidt?" I almost crapped my pants.

I froze on the spot and slowly looked around looking as professional as I could. "Y-yes Mr. Braginski?" DAMN YOU MY STUTTER. I slapped on a smile that mostly resembled Raiku Characters but it was the best one I could pull off.

The young silvered hair man smiled staring down at me. There was a sort of unknown pressure that pushed against my very being and I knew it was Mr. Braginski's wrath. "Yes Miss. Beilschmidt. Would you like to stay after class to help me with a few things?" I was now officially screwed.

I laughed nervously and tried explain my situation, "Uh, well Mr. Braginski, I have an important appointment to attend to after school."

"What could be more important than your school duties?" He hit me mentally with that one. I was in fact the class representative and it was my job to help organize the class.

"Bu- But Mr. Bragi-" He cut me off.

"I will understand if it is life or death, but other than that will you find a place in your heart to smudge a small bit of your time to help me?" I was about to protest again but my mind stopped myself.

It was like there was a force telling me to say 'NO! IM GOING TO THAT MEETING NO MATTER WHAT!' but a smaller more inferior section said something else I had never felt before. That little force led its way up to the top of my feelings. It was telling me to do something completely and utterly stupid, but for some reason it felt right… I don't know how if felt right, but if I'd never let it go, I would never know what this feeling really was. Finally, letting my head hang low, my expressions darkened and I said. "Okay Mr. Braginski."

I could just feel the smile that he was omitting like sunshine from his face.

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The late May sun was still high above me head, the beautiful, and sharp blue sky spanning around it. I felt the wind and the wonderful smells of nature tickle my nose as I breathed in and out. The roof was my favorite part about this boring school. With no friends and no interesting classes, this was the only thing that kept my interest in staying here. At lunch or maybe, like now, after school I would come up here and relax. I spotted my special hide out and swiftly brought myself up the latter. Sitting down next to the wall I glanced at my watch. 4:45… The meeting had started at 3:15 a half hour after school ended. No way I would make it in now… My eyesight beginning to get blurry, I brought my knees up to my chest and I leaned against them, crying.

This was the only place where the sun shone, the birds chirped, and no one bothered me. No one would ever find me here. No one would go look for me. I was alone and I had to admit it.

It was quite depressing sitting there weeping, unknowing what to do. Should I go home and face my grandfather? Or should I just run away… Both options seemed unreasonable. A creak of the latter was heard and I whipped my head around to see Feliciano Vargas standing there, a worried look on his face. What did that pervert want? And… and how did he find me?

"G-Go away!" I said harshly, looking away while wiping the tears off of my face. I sat there waiting for a reply like people would usually say, like, 'your so rude! I was just worried for you!' or 'Jeez, ill just leave you alone…' But one didn't come. Instead a hand was put on my shoulder tenderly.

"I just heard some sniffles when I woke up in the classroom right under here… I always fall asleep before school ends… Why are you up here all alone?" The pervert asked, sitting down next to me.

"Who wants to know?" Telling myself not to look at him, I folded my arms and looked away huffing. What did this person want to know? Was he just going to end up like every other person I tried to talk to? Every one of those jerks talked to me once and never glanced in my direction again! But… I had to admit, this guy was a little different.

Could I allow him to become my friend? I don't think that could ever happen.

"Come on Ludwiga!" He remembered my name? "Cheer up, Ve~! It's a wonderful day and were sitting on a roof. We could talk for hours, get locked up here until morning, freeze during the night and wake up dead in the morning when they found us! We wouldn't wake up though would we… oh… Well… that's not really uplifting, but it could happen! Just think about it… I don't really think it could happen though, haha, I mean, there is a book in the way of the door so we could get back down… WAIT! But what if a janitor or something came up here and kicked it away without knowing we were up here? MR. JANITOR? DON'T MOVE THE BOOK!" Did this thing ever shut up? I smirked a bit, it was quite funny. If he was trying to cheer me up intentionally or not, I didn't know, but it was slightly working.

Then I remembered, "I still haven't forgiven you about this morning," I cut in, cutting the chatter-boy off before he started another rant.

He paused his speech and I felt him look over at me, who was still looking away, "What?"

Could this boy be serious?

I snapped my head in his direction and yelled, "You ran into me this morning, you fell straight into my chest and you didn't even pull away!" A red tint was flaming up my cheeks as I scolded him. He just looked at me, his head tilting slightly to the side.

Realization popped up onto his face and he said with an extra long 've~' apologies that were inaudible. I think he was talking half English and half Italian… I didn't even care anymore. This boy (Feliciano was his name?) was an idiot. He was probably just putting on an act like every other pity friend I had.

After a while he stopped and looked up at me, tears still stinging in my eyes. I was lost in my own thoughts so I didn't notice him staring at me. "What's the real matter?"

I looked over at him quickly, coming out of my daydreams and stared at him. What was the trouble if I told him? Not like he would care anyways. I thought for a moment, wondering if I should trust him or not… Wording my sentence carefully I said, "Well..." I looked down at my hands, which were still around my knees, "I was supposed to go to a really important meeting today but I didn't make it because of my teacher…"

Tears started coming again and I tried to stop myself. I was more afraid of what my grandfather was going to say other than that I had missed the opportunity to go to this camp. We sat there in silence for a moment. Quite strange for the fact that the chatter-boy was in fact… a chatter-boy…

"Hey, Ludwiga, Ve~?" I looked over at him slightly, wondering what he would say about my pathetic actions. "Do… Do you want to come to my house? We could make pasta! Or we could go do something you want to do! I just want to cheer you up! I really would like to be your friend, you're a pretty funny person, ve~!" My breathing caught in my throat and I looked slowly at the shorter boy smiling normally, his rich golden eyes now in view. I just stared at him for a moment, wondering if he was just a dream or something made from my imagination due to my loneliness. But he didn't disappear. He was real, and he had found me, he had remembered my name, and… and… He wasworried about me… More tears welled into my eyes and a worried look spread across Feliciano's.

"Wha- What did I do wrong now?" he started apologizing frantically again. I laughed and wiped the tears away.

"No, no, your okay, your okay." I smiled and looked up at him, "Its just that I'm so happy that someone invited me to do something with them, it's the first time!" It was half a lie, but it was really true. I wanted to go. Unlike all the other times when the girls who had taken pity on me asked me to go with them to their house, this felt real. I really didn't trust this pervert, though… well, that's what I told myself.

Feliciano's smile returned and he helped me up, hugging me, which kind of got on my nerves. But it was still sweet. "Does this mean were friends now?" He said, jumping up and down after releasing me.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," I said, my normal arrogant self coming back into view. Feliciano just smiled and grabbed onto my arm, he was at least a head shorter than I was but he was still strong. He was a guy after all.

"Don't worry!" He said matter of factly, leading me through the school after we had exited the roof, "You, me, and Kiku will make the best band in the whole entire world and by the time we get it all together, we'll all be best of friends!" I was enjoying myself, until he mentioned a band. What the hell was he talking about? We walked back outside after Feliciano had led us around the hallways and I saw a fancy red corvette sitting in the student parking lot waiting for us.

"B-band?" I said, trying to stop, but the ultimate force of that little man was just to powerful.

"Yeah! You'll be the singer, I'll be a drummer, and Kiku will be the… guitarist!" He said like he hadn't had it all planned out yet. He led me to the side of the corvette and plopped me down into the seat. Feliciano walked around and didn't bother using the door and just jumped in.

"K-Kiku?" I said still utterly and completely confused. This boy had just declared us friends and he was already making plans on making a band with some other guy I didn't know. "Who's that? And what were you saying about a band?"

Feliciano just laughed, 'Ve~'ing whenever he got the chance. "Don't worry Ludwiga!" Feliciano drove backwards and crazily started towards the road.

"About the band or my life?" I said, pulling my seatbelt on then holding to the side of the car with a death grip.

Feliciano laughed again and yelled over the wind, "I think were going to get along just fine!"

I highly doubted that.

Well… Sorta…

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XD Okay okay, ill admit it, I really really love this story. I think its quite an amazing thing I got here *rubs chin like some lawyer* I've been thinking a lot about it and im nearly done with the second chapter so if I get some reviews ill post it up, it's a bit more interesting, not like this one was interesting to start out with… Anywaysssss

If your confused about some stuff then,

Shwester= sister in german (at least that's what I think o-o)

Dumphkoff= Stupid head or idiot

Gutten Morgan= Good Morning

Raiku Characters- go read Konjiki Gash Bell (zatch bell for all you american's) or something and look at their poker face smile's… you'll know what I mean…

I cant think of anything else so please tell me if you have questions! Please Review! You will be my friend forever~~~!

Oh yeah, almost forgot, those lyrics are from an actual song Ludwiga was singing, Its Moon SongBy Anthony Green. Its my favorite. LISTEN TO IT.