Hello~ Thank you for stopping by to read this ;;u;; I hope you guys enjoy and I'll try to update weekly or...so. OTL;; Anyways this was inspired "Only Yours" By Jason Marz, but I thought that was a rather sappy title and didn't want to use it eue This is also dedicated to a friend who really loves DeSu, Ilu Ho.

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Funny how the people you can least stand; make the greatest impact on you.

"Su-san! Su-san the bus is almost here, hurry before we're late!" Berwald looked to see his roommate run past him and out the front door with his bag. He sighed and stood up placing down his half eaten bagel and following the boy, he locked the door to their dorm before making his way outside.

He met up with Tino (his roommate) and watched as the bus rolled to a stop in front of them, Berwald allowed Tino to enter the bus first like always and followed him to a seat. Sadly for the tall teen they got a seat near the back of the bus, which Tino didn't mind because that's where most of the talking took place. It was always funner in the back of the bus, but Berwald preferred to sit in front where he could escape the loud people of the back. Especially that one kid who seemed to be the loudest and most obnoxious...

"Hey Fin! Finish your math homework?" Speak of the devil Berwald let out an annoyed sigh, as he looked to a unusually spiky blond haired boy taking a seat across from them.

"Hmm oh, Denmark! Yes, do you need help with it?" Tino asked the other.

The boy's name wasn't actually Denmark, but he did get carried away with a school club called Model UN where each person was assigned a country. And the Dane thought it wasn't a coincidence he got the oh-so amazing country of Denmark that he started to tell people to call him such. The boy even went as far as to call other people by their countries, even if they weren't in the club.

"No, just let me see your paper so that way I can see if our answers match. Just wanna double check ya know," the boy smiled baring his teeth.

"Y' c'nt be s'rious?" Berwald frowned at Tino as he looked through his bag for his homework.

"What do you mean Su-san?" Tino asked.

"Yeah! What do you mean Su-san?" Denmark glared.

"Y' didn't d' yer h'mewrk, y' j'st want t' copy Tino's." Berwald glared back at the teen, not amused at the fact the Dane was using a nickname only his roommate could use.

Tino's attention went to Denmark who tried to keep an innocent look "What? That's a lie, I so did do my homework. Ya believe me don't ya Fin?"

"Th'n show m' yer h'mework," Tino looked back up to Berwald.

The smallest of the three boys had regretted being in the middle, as the other two had an intense stare down. The bus ride was quiet as neither wanted to let the other win, finally they reached their school where Denmark was the first to look away as to get off the bus first. Not that he was excited about school itself but excited for the people who were in the school, well... some of them.

"Y' sh'ldn't be s' trust'ng with h'm," Berwald lightly scolded Tino as they left the bus and made their way into school.

"I know Su-san, I know. But you know," Tino stopped in front of his locker and smiled up at the other boy "maybe if you were to trust him a bit. You'd see that he isn't that bad of a guy."

Berwald was a bit taken back by that (though you couldn't tell by looking at him), Tino collected his things and waved to the bit spaced out teen as he walked off to class. Berwald shook his head a bit regaining consciousness of the real world, trust the Dane? Yeah right, that's like trusting a hungry lion to not eat you as you stick your head in its mouth.

Berwald shook his head again, not really at anything, and walked off to his class.

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"Ahahaha! You suck at basketball Denmark," one of the kids teased as he caught the ball from rebounding off the backboard.

"Oh shut up, I can still kick your ass at football!" Denmark smiled as he tried to block the boy from making a basket.

A whistle was blown and the boys raced to the locker rooms, gym class was over meaning that next they would be going to lunch! The second best class Denmark personally thought, though it probably didn't count as one. As the Dane made his way into the locker room he saw Berwald undressing himself in front of a locker, yay opportunities. Denmark smirked to himself as he sneaked up behind the boy and grabbed onto the boy's boxers pulling them sky high.

Sweden jumped a bit from the surprise and that annoying pain, but to the other boys disappointment didn't make any shout or noise of any sort. "God you're no fun at all," the Dane moped.

"Wh't w's th't for!?" the taller teen said as he pulled his boxers out from his ass, glaring at the other boy.

"What can I say, just can't keep my hands off of ya." Denmark smirked as he took off his gym shirt.

"St'p say'n weird cr'p," Berwald rolled his eyes.

"Oh right, don't want your wife to hear of your affair~" Denmark nudged Berwald in his side with his elbow smiling playfully.

The urge to punch the smaller boy in the face was just getting to hard to resist, so to try and keep himself calm and to not make the boy want to annoy him more Berwald just stayed quiet. This caused Denmark to glare "see, no fun at all!"

"Denmark hurry up! Girls are moving faster then you," a dutch boy shouted running out of the locker room.

"Pfft, thanks for waiting man!" Denmark shouted throwing on his school shirt and attempted to tie his tie, but just gave up and ran towards the door.

"H'ld up," Denmark stopped right in front of the door looking back to Berwald.

"Whaaaaat?" Denmark whined like a little kid wanting to go outside and play but couldn't cause his mom had something that was boring for him to do. Like homework or chores, or some stupid thing.

The taller boy just rolled his eyes and walked over "What? Come on I wanna go," Denmark continued his kiddy act. Berwald ignored him and tied the Dane's tie for him, causing Denmark to flinch a bit when Berwald tightened it.

"Sc'red?" the taller boy asked.

"Hell yeah, I thought you were gonna choke me with my own tie!"

Berwald gave a small smile (very small) watching Denmark loosen his tie a bit "I'd n'ver. I'd w'nna do 't w'th m' own h'nds."

" . . . Love you too, mommy. May I go now?" Denmark smiled charmingly before receiving a cuff to the back of his head. "Ahaha! Later jackass," Berwald watched as the boy ran off.

Why exactly did he need to tie that tie? . . . Oh well. Now to survive lunch with the boy.

Woop! End of chapter one ;;u;; Hope you liked, AND SORRY FOR SCREWING UP SU-SAN's ACCENT! I TRIED, I FAILED *sobs*

Umm...for those of you who don't know. A Dutch is a person from the Netherlands, who recently was given a canon design so I used him :D Also Model UN is a club-like-thing that I do have at school, and you might too, I'm not know. But for those of you who don't, its almost like a debate club. You're given a country you represent and you debate topics like economy and war, ironically my Model UN is more like Hetalia's where nothing is ever accomplished and France threatens to kick Britain's ass with James Bond, but Britain will just you Jackie Chan to kick James Bond's ass, BUT NO KOREA HAS TO COME IN WITH CHUCK NORRIS AND KICK EVERYONE'S ASS! SO yeah c:

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