(Kitty: I love starting a new story =u= it fills me with joy to know I didn't run out of ideas! Anyways, this is a Hetalia and Death Note crossover thing. I'll try not to completely copy the storyline of Death Note and keep my own little thing going! No copyrite intended on the characters or plot!)
School days were always boring for Ivan Braginsky. The day started with Biology, then went onto Health, Geometry, Grammar, World Geography, History, and last was English. Ivan happened to be in his English class at this time. He sighed and stared out the window with his chin resting on the palm of his hand.
"This is a pen," he heard his English teacher, Arthur Kirkland, repeat for about the tenth time in two minutes. Arthur had moved to Japan last year and had no idea how boring he was.
Ivan's eyes widened as he noticed something falling from the sky. 'Was that a notebook?' he wondered.
Suddenly a crash sounded behind him. "This is a pen!" shouted Alfred Jones from across the room. "I've heard that same phrase for too long Kirkland dude!" he yelled but in Japanese this time.
Arthur grumbled under his breath, "Just sit back down you git."
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Ivan calmly walked out of the school and wandered over to where he saw the notebook fall from the sky. 'Is it just my Schizophrenia acting up or did I really see a notebook fall from the sky?' he thought to himself as he came across the notebook, lying calmly on the sidewalk. He looked around to see if anyone was looking for it and bent down to pick it up himself.
It was a skinny black notebook with a couple English words scrawled on the cover; Ivan knew enough English to know the first word was 'Death' and as he thought about his studies he realized the second word was 'Note'.
'Death Note?' he thought to himself. 'A notebook of death, how interesting da?' he smiled in pleasure and strolled home.
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"Sestras! I am home!" he yelled into the house. He heard a scramble down the stairs and his little sister leaped onto her brother.
"Big Bruder! I thought you'd never come home!" she squeezed his shoulders and buried her face in his shoulder. Ivan awkwardly hugged his little sister back, "I'm sorry, I took the long way home… I hope you and Yekaterina weren't too worried da?"
"Of course we weren't Ivan… You're almost seventeen so I assume you're old enough to get home by yourself." His big sister, Yekaterina, came strolling down the stairs. Ivan set Natalie on the ground and hugged his other sister warmly, she hugged back.
As Ivan let go he awkwardly picked his book bag up again and started heading up the stairs, "Call me when dinner is ready da?" he asked and his older sister nodded, "Da." She confirmed.
Ivan got to his room, walked inside, and locked the door behind him. He threw his bag on the bed and sat down next to it. "I can't believe I brought it home…" he pulled the "Death Note" out and flipped through the pages. Nothing. Not a name, not a doodle, not even notes that could suggest a student carried the notebook around.
He sighed, "I have this strange feeling of déjà vu…" his eyes widened and he gasped, "Oh yeah! It's kind of like that book Kiku gave me!" Ivan jumped to his feet and scrambled over to his book shelf. He pulled out a small manga book entitled 'Death Note'. "The man in this book is very godly! He killed thousands of criminals for the good of the world da? Maybe I could be like that, I mean there's no one in the world like L now is there?" he thought aloud. He leaped back on his bed and clutched the notebook to his chest, "Ivan can kill his enemies now da?" he smiled wickedly. "Of course…"
He pulled a pen out of his bag and turned to the first page, "Now, who does Ivan hate the most?" he thought and nodded, "Alfred… He's been a pain in my ass sense school started in sixth grade," his mind flash backed to the beginning of middle school.
-Flashback-
Alfred giggled obnoxiously and knocked the books out of Ivan's arms, "Stupid Commie!" the kids surrounding him laughed. Ivan glared at the American; he was new to Japan but always knew the word 'stupid' and 'commie' anywhere he went.
-End-
Ivan smirked and placed the pen at the top of the page, carefully he wrote 'Alfred F. Jones may he die not so peacefully' Ivan chuckled darkly. "I hope he falls out of a building da?" he closed the notebook and placed it back into his bag.
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Kitty: Do you think I should continue with this? It seems kinda… weird. Haha! I must just be imagining things. Oh, and the Schizophrenia thing Ivan mentioned is really just him hearing voices and/or talking to himself. As you see he does this a lot, even before he'll meet a certain someone –wink- Please review! I love it when people do that! ;u;