Hello everyone! -Tori

Full Summary: Hetalia Academy has yet to explode from all the different ethnicities that it houses, but all is not as calm as it appears either. Antonio is the star soccer player on the championship team, currently dating a boy; Alfred a scholarship student and Arthur's relationship is blooming slowly but surely; Heracles and Sadik are about to start playing games with some freshmen hearts; And while Ivan let Elizabeta escape with her life - if not her camera - will that stop the yaoi enthusiast from complicating all thier lives?

Author's Note: As of right now this story is set to be epically long. I have 11 chapters already typed up (as of writing this) and will space them out so that there hopefully won't be any long breaks anywhere. You never can tell when writer's blocks will strike D: I'm writing this as a challenge to myself so I'm going to smash in as many characters as possible. There is going to be plot, unlike my other stories which are pretty much just smut, but the possibility of smut exists, so I'm hesitant to have it at T. Let me know if I should change it. And if (when) I finally break out a smut scene I will definitely up it to M. Note because it's going to have alot of chapters they're all hovering aroung the 1000 word mark for the actual story portion.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia (Axis, World Series or otherwise) they belong to Himaruya, which is fine, because he's awesome.

Warnings: GuyxGuy, mentions of GirlxGirl, don't like? don't read. Otherwise just the insanity induced by Hetalia crack.

Homeroom Monday: Matthew

"G-good morning Ivan" My fellow sophomore Toris greeted the singular senior in our homeroom. The two lived in the same dorm hall this year. The smaller Lithuanian teenager greeted Ivan – the large terrifying Russian man – every morning out of fear I think. The one time he hadn't we all had had to endure an expanding aura of intimidation that emanated from the Russian, all while he muttered something along the lines of 'Kol' – though some claimed he had been saying 'Kill.' Regardless of which was the truth, that man was still creepy, like really, really creepy.

Our dorm hall was right next to theirs, making us neighbors. My American brother disliked the giant and the two had had words, that's as far as it went though. I had escaped his noticed for the most part; there was a perk to being partially invisible. My cell phone vibrated. Al, I sighed before scrolling down the message; dude nt cool, shulda woke me up! grab my bag from my rm on ur break? i forgot it in order 2make practice. "He's always forgetting something," I said under my breath.

"Something up Mattie?" Gilbert's face came over my shoulder to peer at the text. He descended into chuckles before sitting back in his seat.

"Good morning, I didn't realize it was that late already." Gilbert often made it to class the moment before our strict teacher locked the classroom door against tardy students.

"Ja, cause I'm awesomely early." He smirked, a look that I liked on his face.

"I thought that being late was awesome?" I turned out to talk to him and caught sight of the clock at the back of the room. There were in fact 10 more minutes before the official start of classes.

"As long as I'm doing it it's awesome." The general explanation for everything he did, but his confidence was one of his most appealing – and most annoying – traits. "What about you? That brother of yours finally let you leave without him?" He was referring to Al's lateness attempting to take my attendance record down with him.

"He can't stop me when he's asleep." I commented before the self-proclaimed Prussian went into a story about Al arriving late at soccer practice once, the first and last time. The coach was also our homeroom teacher and anyone who wasn't punctual was punished, either with detention, or in this case doing extra drills, for an hour and a half after practice.

I listened to the story I had already heard from my whiny older (by an unforgettable 2 minutes) brother. I didn't care what Gil and I talked about, I was just happy that the strange albino talked to me. Most of the other students easily forgot about me, but Gilbert had noticed me since day one. He had been in my freshmen biology course (having failed it the previous year), and now he was in my homeroom and lunch. But lunch didn't really count because he sat with the pair that rounded out the notorious 'Bad Touch Trio.'

The notoriety of course coming from the fact that the three had been in this particular boarding school system since they were in sixth grade. And while there were plenty of stories –all probably embellished by Gilbert's 'awesomeness' – they had never actually been reprimanded for any of it. Gilbert was on the school's championship soccer team and the most boisterous of the three. Francis was in the sport of hitting on girls, and a member of the 'Gourmet Cooking Club.' Antonio was also on the soccer team, and was admittedly – even by Gilbert – one of the best players on the team, but he was more than a little dense. So they all had good reasons to keep their noses clean, but that didn't stop the rumors. However listening to my red-eyed companion get to the part where the whole soccer team emerges from the showers to sit and watch Al finish up his drills, I find some of them hard to believe.

"Mr. Beilschmidt, Mr… um…" The teacher drew a blank looking at me.

Another sigh escaped me "Williams, ma'am."

"Williams, the first bell has rung." Mrs. Berta said. My 'sorry ma'am' was quickly followed by 'sorry coach' as we turned in our seats to face the front and listen to announcements on the school's in house channel for the next 15 minutes. Thankfully Eduard – the president of the AV club – was on today and not Elizabeta. We would get to hear what the lunch menu was instead of 15 minutes of pure gossip. I still was unsure how she managed to get in front of the camera in the first place and after the last fiasco that had littered the screen and the school computers with suggestive pictures of students, I'd be surprised to see her on it again.

I'm going to try and hint at the accents, but I will probably fail so feel free to give me pointers, correct use of other languages, or you know tell me to stop trying them all together, I'm open to constructive criticism. I will try to respond to all of my reviews for this story, which I have failed to do in the past…

If I could request a little of your help please? These characters do not have Canon or Fanon names, but I'm going to be including them so maybe you can make suggestions?
As of right now: Cuba's name will be Miguel,
Monaco is going to be Monica,
Liechtenstein – Lily,
Seychelles – Michelle/Shelly,
Vietnam – Lihn,
Taiwan – Mei,
Thailand – Aroon
Belgium – Bella
Also any suggestions for Australia, or Iceland would be great. I won't be able to use them all, but I'll take them into consideration.

So now I'm sure you're dying to know all the pairs right? That's the whole point of reading the A/N? Well… I'll tell you who's got together before the story started! Plus the obvious PruCan above (because I love them together~) here goes: USUK, Spamano, PolLeit, SuFin, HunAus, Vietnam x S Korea, Ukraine x Estonia, Belgium x Monaco* and Russia x China, not in any particular order or anything.

*This is a girl x girl pairing. I've never written one before so it might be a little weird, let me know. And it most likely won't get as much screen time as the yaoi pairs, kk?

Thank you for reading! -Tori