What's happenin' y'all? Here with another story! I got this idea from the anime "Masamune-kun no Revenge" I recommend it to any anime fan out there who hasn't seen it yet. And if you don't watch anime, then you're missing out on A LOT! Anyway the plot of this story isn't going to be exactly the same as the anime. At least I'll try not to make them the same. If I do, just let me know.

How to Train Your Dragon is owned by Cressida Crowell, Dean DeBloise, Chris Sanders, and DreamWorks.

Enjoy!

Prologue: The Day I Became a Hiccup

Henry ran down the hallway as fast as he could. His backpack bounced back and forth behind him slamming his body with every other step he took. People stared as he passed, but he could care less. He was on top of the world right now. He was finally going to go out with the girl of his dreams.

It was the official last day of his eighth grade year. And the first day everything in his life was going to get better. See, he had finally gathered the courage to ask out Astrid Hofferson. Astrid was considered the prettiest and most desirable girl in his year. Every guy chased after her, and every guy that managed to get close was immediately rejected. She didn't take any suitors, or at least she didn't until today.

The day had started just like any other normal day for him. He woke up, showered, brushed his teeth, and then spent the remaining 30 minutes nibbling on toast waiting for the bus. He pulled out his wallet and found the photo of him and Astrid. He was attempting to shove her away while she was kissing him on the cheek. The photo had been taken during their fourth grade year during recess. They had been best friends since kindergarten, and of course it was in kindergarten when the challenge of "who could date Astrid Hofferson" began.

It was during one of these rejections that the boy that didn't get his way lashed out. After Astrid rejected him the boy got angry and pusher her causing her to stumble before she fell which caused her to skin her knee. Astrid began to cry, heavy tears sliding down her face. Henry had noticed this and ran over to shove the boy back.

Now something you ought to know about Henry is... he's not exactly on the large side. Even during kindergarten he was much smaller than the other boys his age, but his courage could surpass even that of the bravest adult. But it was this courage that got him into a lot of fights… fights that normally resulted in a loss. So it was no surprise that after Henry shoved the other boy, the boy and he got into a scuffle resulting in Henry getting a bloody nose, and the boy walking away laughing.

Astrid had watched the whole thing and when the little boy was out of ear shot proceeded to scold Henry for getting in the way and getting hurt. But Henry just stared at her in awe, he had never seen Astrid up close. Being on the small side he never attracted much attention and thus never attempted to gain friends. He could see why the other boys went for her, she was beautiful. Especially her eyes. They were blue, bluer than the sky, and much bluer than the ocean. He felt her could drown in them. Once Astrid finished her scolding she pulled him into a hug which he was more than happy to return. This started a friendship which had continued to this day.

Henry had zoned out and hadn't noticed his bus roll up. He jumped as the driver honked getting his attention. He smiled and waved before shoving his wallet back into his pocket. He entered the bus and began moving toward the back where he and Astrid usually sat. He found her as she waved him over excitedly. She moved her backpack aside giving him room to sit down next to her.

"Can you believe it?" She squealed. "Our last day of middle school!" She threw her arms around him in a hug.

"I know!" He was just as excited as she was. They had been planning this day since their first day of sixth grade. At every school milestone they threw a little party for just the two of them. They did it at the end of kindergarten, the end of fifth grade, and tonight they would throw another one. Henry looked at her but lost his train of thought. She was wearing that blue shirt he bought her. She had also tied her hair back in a ponytail allowing both of her beautiful blue eyes to be shown, the shirt causing them to shine brighter (Which was the reason he had bought the shirt in the first place). He breathed through his nose. She was also wearing perfume, which was odd because she only wore perfume on special occasions, like school plays, or when they went on field trips. He was so out of it that he didn't hear her ask her question.

"Henry?" She shook him. "Earth to Henry?"

"Hmm?" He shook his head, his train of thought returning to the present. "What?"

She chuckled. "I asked you a question."

"Sorry… Guess I wasn't paying attention." The bus hit a speed bump causing his backpack to fall on the floor. He reached down to pick it up. "What was your question?" He asked.

She sighed. "I'll ask again later. When that head of yours is screwed on straight." The rest of the ride went by as normal. They mainly talked about their summer plans, and the summer plans of other people. Who was going where, and who would accompany them.

The conversation eventually turned to gossip. "Any suitors?" Henry asked stretching his feet out into the aisle.

"None this week." Astrid answered. She was breathing onto the window and smiley faces with her finger. "Which is odd."

Henry stopped stretching and looked at her. No suitors this week? This was unprecedented. Normally she had at least one, but today was Friday, the end of the academic week for middle school students. Did that mean that it was almost over? With high school around the corner everyone had a girlfriend or boyfriend at this point so there was no reason to target Astrid anymore. And if there was no one going after her, then that meant… "Hey Astrid?"

She stopped doodling on the window and turned to look at him. "Hmm?"

Henry swallowed. This would be the first time he ever asked a girl out. What was he supposed to say? 'You wanna go out?' just sounded too simple. Maybe some girls found charm in simplicity. But what if Astrid didn't. "Henry?" She placed her hand on his shoulder which didn't help his situation. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Me?" He asked. His face felt hot, and was no doubt red with embarrassment. He began to rub his hands together. "I'm fine. Just fine."

"Are you sure? We cou-"

"Astrid will you got out with me?"

He immediately regretted asking. She just stared at him. She didn't say anything. He looked down at his backpack. He shouldn't have asked. He might have just ruined their friendship with one stupid question. Of course she was going to say no. It's not like he would make good boyfriend material. He was only 5'2, which was actually over half a foot shorter than the majority of males in his class. Granted Astrid was 5'1, but at least she had the muscle structure to back it up. He was just skin and bones.

He began to sweat as more blood rushed to his face. He rubbed his palms on his thighs, trying to wipe the sweat off them. When the awkwardness reached fever pitch the bus stopped. Henry looked up and saw they had arrived at school. Henry began to stand up. He wanted off this bus as soon as possible. He would make the effort to apologize to her later, and then they would most likely shut the friendship off, and never speak to each other again.

As he began to walk away Astrid reached out and grabbed his wrist. He looked down at her, startled that she had finally begun moving again. "Meet me by the oak tree in the school court yard after school." She said nothing more before getting up herself and walking off the bus leaving him there. Once again he was so zoned out that the bus driver had to snap him out of it agin. With a finger snap in his face this time.

The day couldn't end fast enough for him. Nothing was being taught, in fact all they did in each one of his classes was watch movies. Due to it being the last day of school he along with the rest of the students got early release. So it was only a four hour day instead of a seven hour one. After his last class Henry ran down the hallway as fast as he could. His backpack bounced back and forth behind him slamming into his body with every other step he took.

The school courtyard was in the center of school. The school itself formed a square around it. Hiccup pushed the door open, but she wasn't there. He ran to the oak tree at the center of the courtyard and sat down on the bench beneath it. He waited. He waited. And he waited some more. She never showed up. He looked at his watch. It had been over half an hour since final bell, so all the buses were gone. He would have to call his dad for a ride.

He sighed. "Figures." The sky had darkened and thunder rumbled. He looked up just in time for a water droplet to hit him in the face. This drop was followed by more, and soon a steady down pour commenced. The oak tree provided some decent cover from the rain so he made no attempt to move. He sighed again. "Guess I'll call her and apologize for making an ass of myself." He pulled out his cellphone and began to dial, but caught a speck of blonde out of the corner of his eye. He looked up and saw her through one of the windows coming towards the entrance to the courtyard. He immediately stood up and ran towards her.

He reached the door and stopped her before she could step outside in the rain. He held the door open, breathing hard. "Astrid look." He began. "Let me jus-"

"No let me go first."

Henry stopped. Why did she sound angry? Was it because he asked her out? Was it because he became one of the many suitors that she constantly tried to avoid? With her next sentence he got his answer.

"Listen carefully because I'm only going to say this once. Nod if you understand." He nodded slowly, shocked that she would use such a condescending tone with him. "I will never go out with you. I don't want to see or talk to you again. Neither I, nor anyone else would ever want to be caught socializing with someone like you."

Henry was shocked as her words poured from her mouth. She had never spoken to him like that. Other people had, but she was quick to defend him, stating that looks weren't everything. So where was this coming from?

"Astrid I-" but she held up a hand to silence him, determined to finish.

"You're nothing but a small weak little hiccup. And hiccups don't deserve friends. This," she pointed at herself and him, "is over. Our friendship never happened, and I will deny its existence if you ask. Do you understand?"

He just stared at her shocked. Did his question really offend her that much? Most people that asked her got a simple no. They weren't name called and ridiculed.

"Do you understand?" She repeated.

Henry felt a sharp pang in his chest. Followed by something snapping. Something inside him broke, and his face morphed from one of shocked, to one of anger. He clenched his fists, tears began to well up in his eyes, but he didn't dare cry.

"Answer the question hiccup." She sounded annoyed. "Do you understand?" Henry didn't say anything, he simply nodded. But that didn't seem to be enough. "Say 'I understand Astrid."

He clenched his teeth. There was no stopping the tears now as his once best friend spoke to and belittled him like a child. "I understand Astrid." Thunder rumbled shaking the walls of the school. Satisfied with his answer she nodded before turning and walking away leaving him there in the pouring rain.

"You're a hiccup Henry! That's all you are! And that's all you'll ever be!"