HELLO!So to try and get more underrated ships out there I'm doing a HETALIA AXIS POWERS ONE SHOT BOOK! Send me your ships and topic (can only be ship if needed!) And I'll do a one shot*-* if I get into the story and it's good enough I'll be making it a whole separate story. This is sorta a break from my other very crappy story. So send in ships!any and all

Edit: Because it's apparently against the rules to have my first chapter like I did I have to go through and fix everything that's wrong. And since it's inconvenient to the Guests I'll only be accepting pm requests. (There I'm not in trouble now?)

Squee squeeze! Here's some RusAme Highschool Au!

Alfred F. Jones rushed into school late...again...it was only Tuesday. He cursed mentally when he slammed into a small blond. Green eyes glared up at him and the ever so gracious student council president, Arthur Kirkland, frowned at him, "Al..I'm half tempted to give you detention.." Alfred grinned sheepishly, "Come on Artie~ you wouldn't give your best friend since we were in diapers a detention would ya?" Arthur rolled his eyes then a small smirk pulled at his mouth, "No...but I can make you show around the new kid!" Alfred gave him an odd look, "Ok...I guess. Does this mean I'm excused from class?"Arthur sighed, "Yeah. Just make sure your at the meeting today.. that frog is unbearable as my vice!" Alfred raised an eyebrow, "You love your cousin and you know it. Now go do I can show around..." The Brit handed him a paper and he quickly scanned it, "Ivan Braginsky."

Ivan Braginsky sat in the small office chair humming. He was currently waiting for the Student council president to show him around but he was running twenty minutes late. 'Some President...' Ivan chuckled. Suddenly a boy burst into the office and Ivan froze. The boy was tall and muscular, had hay blond hair that was all styled down besides one cowlick that stood stubbornly in the air, he had wire rimmed glasses that rested on tan skin and covered the prettiest blue eyes Ivan ever saw, his mouth was quirked in a small smile as he spoke to one of the office aids, a boy named Mathias Killer. The two boys chatted happily for a minute before Mathias handed the boy a paper and pointed to Ivan. When the boy made his way to the Russian he grinned widely and held his hand out, "Hello Iavn! The names Alfred F. Jones, I'll be your guide today!"

Alfred stared at the boy in barely concled awe. He was...BEAUTIFUL! He was tall with peculiarly purple eyes that peeked over the edge of a beige scarf. His head was covered by messy dirty blond hair and his cheeks had a slight red tint. Ivan smiled up at him then stood and shook Alfred's hand gently, "Nice to meet you!" Al was surprised at how soft and gentle his voice was and flushed, "C'mon! What's your first period?" Ivan glanced at his paper, "History with Rome?" Alfred laughed, "He's a good guy! You'll love him!" He grabbed the Russians hand and dragged him down the hall, ignoring a squealing Elizabeth, and Mathias cat calling them. Ivan tugged his scarf up further to hide his blush.

When they came to the room Alfred graciously threw the door open and dragged Ivan in, "YO PEOPLE!" Ivan saw a blond boy with huge eyebrows and green eyes facepalm and whisper something to a boy who looked oddly like Alfred but more fragile with purple eyes and longer hair. Alfred waved at the two and grinned, "Yo Artie Matt! Come up here!" Artie(?) And matt (?) Shrugged and approached the duo. The Alfred look alike smiled, "Hello. I'm Matthew and this is Arthur." Ivan blinked, "Hi.." Suddenly Alfred growled, "Get off me Francis."Ivan turned to see a blind man with a werid stubble trying to grooe an annoyed Alfred. He frowned and picked the man up by his collar, "Hello." He smiled at the now frightened man. Francis gulped, "B-Bonjor.." Ivan giggled, "Don't touch my Alfred unless you want something bad to happen, ja?" Francis nodded hurriedly, "Oui!" When the Russian sat him down he dashed off to a confused Gilbert and a bemused Antonio. Ivan turned and blinked at the smirking Matt, laughing Arthur, and blushing Alfred, "What?" Mathew laughed and patted his shoulder, "N-Nothing. Just treat my brother right eh?" He dragged Arthur off, leaving a now very confused Ivan and a tomato red Alfred.