A/N: Well, I'm not really sure where this came from. It will probably end up being a multi-chaptered fic, though.
Nothing much else to say, except that it is set in a college AU, and there will be multiple pairings (only implied though, nothing explicit). So… yeah. Feel free to tell me what you think~
Day 1
Ivan is not happy, da? I am being forced to write down my everyday thoughts when I have much better things to do, such as flushing Alfred's head down a toilet. There is only one reason I agreed to this, and that is because the other option was group therapy with my crazy sister Natalia, and that odd boy whose name I do not know. Kolkolkol… Someone is going to pay for this…
Later
I am hiding under my bed. Natalia somehow got into the boys' dorm and it is only a matter of time before she finds my bedroom. I would climb out of the window, but the last time I tried that I got stuck…
"Brother!" Oh dear God, she's in my bedroom. OK, stay calm Vanya… Be quiet, maybe she won't hear you…
CLANG! …Damn you, metal bed frame. Damn you to Hell. "Come out, brother! We're going to get married~!"
"Noooooo~! Go away go away go away go awaaaaaaaaayyy!" I shrieked in terror, trying to wriggle my way free. I don't know what exactly I planned to do once I got up. Run away? Scream a bit more? Hit her…? No, I don't hit girls. Ever. Apart from Feliks, but he's not a real girl so it's alright.
I managed to get up, and was instantly hugged/attacked by Natalia. Kolkolkol… If she wasn't my sister I would knock her out…
"Let go of me, da?" I glared at her over my shoulder. Most people would have run away, but for some unknown reason my little sister is completely fearless. I say little sister; actually, I'm twenty and she is nineteen.
We both go to Hetalia International University, one of the most prestigious universities in the world. It's situated in America, but don't let that put you off. Anyway, most of the students here are foreign exchange students. It is a way for us to improve our English. There is a fair percentage of Brits, Americans and Canadians here, too. But enough about that, I can hear someone knocking on the door. A saviour, perhaps?
"Who is it~?" I ask cheerfully, hoping Natalia didn't lock the door.
"Like, open up, Braginski! I've totally got something to show you! Why is your door locked? Your door is like, never locked…" Feliks. Not ideal, but he'll do, I suppose.
"Leave him alone! He's miiiiiiiiiine!" Natalia, this time. She has a grip on my shoulders that would be painful if I wasn't wearing my winter coat. I am not sure why she does this to me. Perhaps she thinks that if she constantly bothers me, I will one day fall in love with her?
I can assure you that this is not the case. I have already set my sights on someone, and it is most certainly not Natalia. "Please don't leave, Feliks! Get help! Get a locksmith, get Yao, get anyone~!"
"Like, whatevs… Toris~!" After that I heard voices, and then Toris and Feliks trying to knock the door down. It sounded as though they were making a mess of it…
"What the bloody Hell is going on?" Ah, that was my neighbour, Arthur. He and Alfred, a loud American, sleep in the room next door to the one I share with Yao. I sometimes hear odd noises coming from that room, but they looked uncomfortable when I asked what they were doing. They are very loud neighbours. I am glad that the Italians on the other side do not make that much noise.
Natalia has let go of my shoulders. "Too many people know I am here. I will be back for you another day, brother, and then we can run away and get married, married, married…" She carried on chanting that while she climbed through my window and ran away. Wait, how come she can fit, and I can't? That makes me angry. I may start locking my window. And my door.
Unfortunately, Feliks and Toris hadn't heard Natalia leaving. In summary, they well and truly broke my door. I am starting to think that they should start a destruction business. I shall tell Yao that joke later; I am sure he would find it funny.
Later
While Yao and I wait for a new door to be fitted to our room, all of our possessions have been moved to Feliks and Toris' room. Once again, Ivan is not happy.
"I realise it is not ideal, Mr. Braginski," the site manager told me when I started kolkolkol-ing. He is an idiot. I have decided that I do not like him.
"Like, no shit, Sherlock!" Feliks jumped in. I glared at him. "We don't, like, want those two in our room. Right, Toris?"
"Um…" Toris replied, blushing and staring at the floor. I had a quick look at the floor, too. It is a nice shade of red~
"Nevertheless, you will have to stay here tonight. Have a good sleep~!" And so the idiot left. I doubt that I am going to be able to sleep. According to Eduard, who sleeps in the room next door to Toris and Feliks', they make odd noises as well.
About a week ago, I finally I asked him what kind of noises he meant. "Um, you know…" He went all red in the face and looked at me funny. I looked at him back, going a bit cross-eyed by accident.
"No, I do not." I replied, staring him down. He went even redder.
"Are you being deliberately awkward, or do you honestly not know what I'm trying to tell you?"
"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean~"
"Oh dear Lord…" Eduard sighed, resting his head in his hands. "Never mind, then..." He then left some money to pay for his latté (we were in the campus coffee shop) and ran off, muttering something about being late for something involving Matthias.
"Hellooooooo~! Braginski! You still with us, man?" I was brought back to the present by an obnoxious Pole snapping his fingers in my face and yelling in my ear. I would hit him for that, but I know from past experience that it does more bad than good.
"Yes, I am afraid I zoned out. I apologize~" I told him cheerfully. It was then that I noticed that Yao hadn't said anything. That made me sad. I like it when Yao speaks~
"Hey, Yao-Yao! Don't you have anything to say?" I asked him. He shrugged.
"Not really." He looked a bit impatient, and kept looking at his watch and frowning.
"You like, going somewhere, Yao?" Feliks asked.
At first I didn't think that Yao was going to answer. Finally, he said "yes. I've got about fifteen minutes left before I have to start getting ready, aru."
"Where are you going?" I asked him, but I don't think he heard me, because he didn't say anything. I decided to go and see if Kiku, Yao's Japanese cousin, knew anything.
I knocked on Kiku and Yong-Soo's door about two minutes later. There was no answer, so I knocked harder. "Kiku!" I shouted.
"What do you want, da ze?" Yong-Soo asked, yanking the door open. He looked as if he had been in the middle of studying; he had a pair of glasses on that I'd never seen him wear before. When he saw me looking, he quickly took them off and put them in his pocket.
"I just wanted to know if Kiku was here~" I smiled at him.
"He just left, da ze."
"Why do you always say 'da ze'?" I tilted my head at him curiously.
"Why not?"
"Fair enough. Do svidaniya~!" I waved at him before walking away. I heard him mutter "annyeong," right before he closed the door.
Later
It is now 11:30pm. Feliks and Toris are asleep, and they have not been making any noises. I think Eduard might have lied to me. I shall have to speak to him about that tomorrow.
Yao is still not back. He left at 8pm; I thought he would be back by now. I refuse to go to sleep until he gets back. I have to know that he is alright.
"Like, why? Yao's quite a tough guy, Braginski. He can totally look after himself!" Is what Feliks said when I voiced these concerns. "Besides, he took his wok with him. I, like, saw him."
"I don't really know…" I confessed. "I just feel like I should be protecting him, but I am not sure why. It is confusing, da?"
"Totally." Feliks nodded. "I'm confused just listening to you." And then he rolled over and fell asleep. I am starting to think that Feliks has a very short attention span. Or perhaps he tired himself out somehow. Perhaps it is something to do with those noises.
Toris stayed awake a bit longer with me, though. Toris is very nice. I like Toris. He eventually fell asleep while reading, though. The book is still on his face. I would remove it; but it doesn't seem to be causing him trouble. Anyway, it looks quite amusing, and I need something to entertain me and keep me awake.
Oh, this is boring. Never mind what I wrote earlier; I'm going to sleep. If Yao isn't back by the time I wake up, I am going on a rampage to save him. It is official. Spokoĭnoĭ nochi~
A/N: Translations:
Do svidaniya – 'goodbye' in Russian.
Annyeong – 'bye' in Korean.
Spokoĭnoĭ nochi – 'goodnight' in Russian.
I do not claim to be fluent in either of these languages – in fact, I don't speak either. So if there are any mistakes in these phrases, please feel free to correct me.
So… Thoughts? :)