The awesome us are going to Ouran

(A/N:This is my first fanfiction so PLEASE DON'T HURT ME) Disclaimer:Hetalia belongs to rightfully to Himaruya Hidekaz and Ouran belongs to their Author

Kiku Honda aka Japan was sitting in his home and drank his beloved green tea. The house was filled with an air of tranquility, not unlike the owner himself. Japan sighed contently as he watched how the cherry blossom tree's petals fall down. "Spring has come" , he thought to himself as he sipped on his cup of tea.

To his surprise he heard a sudden knock on his door. He slowly got up and went to his door to answer it. It was none other than Germany, England and Southern Italy. All three of them had a look of slight annoyance to them mixed in with a tinge of exasperation. Japan truly wondered if he had slighted any of them and tried to think of how he may have wronged them. He later realized that these worries were superfluous.

He said in his usual deadpan but friendly tone :"Hello Ludwig-san, Arthur-san and Romano-san. Why are you three here?" Unsure of how to answer him, the three looked nervously at each other. An awkward silence ensued until Germany began to ask firmly, but with a hint of uncertainity: "Japan could you please do us a favor?"

Japan still looked the same but his eyes showed that he was slightly surprised."What kind of favor?" He was kind of curious to know what this favour would entail. Not often did he see the normally so determined German look so unsure.

The Brit decided to take over for Germany. He took a deep breath and said:"Could you please enroll the bloody frog,Germany's brother Prussia and the bloody Spaniard into one of your schools?" Now Japan was really surprised. He did not anticipate this. How was he going to enroll three, mind you, quite old countries into a school? Moreover what for? He simply couldn't wrap his head around that idea.

"Why?" he asked weakly, slightly confused. "Because we can't fucking stand these three bastards anymore! Tomato bastard jumps every fucking time on me it's so annoying,damn it!" Romano was the first to burst and come forth with his complaints. He was truly reminiscient of a tomato when he finished his rant. Japan knew very well that Spain holds Romano very dear, but even he couldn't help but cringe at the Spaniards -often uncalled for- displays of affection.

Germany said after that:"Bruder always holds a party at my house and after the party I always have to clean the mess that he had made." Japan has often heard of the tales of Prussia's infamous "infinitively awesome" parties. Despite his numerous invitations, seldom was Prussia not the only one enjoying his party "solo". The mess one person can make is incredible- especially when that man is a certain Prussian. Although he is normally known for being quite orderly despite his appearances, at his parties all that love for order is gone. Poor Germany has cleaned up so many times that the 5060th party broke the straw on the camel's back.

"You already know which relationship I have with the bloody frog." He could only nod. France and England have a long history of rivalry and everyone knew that it will probably stay that way. It might even be for the best to hold these two at distance for a while. It can get quite ugly between as Japan knows. He unfortunately did have to see one of their worst fights and remembers it quite vividly. Alas, that is a story for another time.

Japan sighed. He wouldn't mind if it weren't so noisy here all the time, after all he did prefer to still be allied to the three countries at his doorstep over the outbreak of WW3. Sometimes one has to make sacrifices, such as letting three countries in that are known for being potentially disastrous when being put together into his country. Despite knowing better, he agreed to enrolling them into a school.

When Prussia came home after going out and meeting his "friends" (He was severely lacking in that department— didn't mean that he did not try making friends), he was surprised that all of his belongings were packed into a big suitcase. There, he found a note which said:"Lieber Bruder,du wirst nach Japan gehen und da wirst du ein Schüler an der Ouran Academy sein mit Spanien und Frankreich. PS:Wenn du nein sagst,wirst du ein Jahr kein Bier bekommen." Prussia stood still knew his Bruder was strict,but one year without beer? He would rather be damned. The white haired Prussian muttered:"Verdammt,Westen du weißt wie man mich erpressen kann."

(A/N:Since I'm too lazy to write the notes from Spain and France I will let you imagine what has been written on the notes.)

The three countries which were essentially kicked out of their homes now stood aimlessly lost at the Narita International airport in Tokyo. All they had was their belongings and one small Post-It note which had only said that they should watch out for a "big, black limousine". It was apparently true, as they saw a huge black limousine pull up when they barely exited the airport. The door of the car slightly opened and before they could even begin to ask what was going on, they were thrown into the car. The car door slammed shut and the car drove off silently.

Despte the rough start, the rest of the ride was quite luxurious. They were handed several refreshments and lavishly prepared food, which France of course appreciated. However they were seriously wondering whether the school which they were going to be attending the next semester was truly just a normal public school, like they assumed. Their doubts continued to rise when they thought of the lavish foods they consumed and the luxurious car they sat in. Reality began to sink in and they began to realise that they were sent to a school for the modern nobility or in other words the "nouveau riche".

"Look! Mi amigos,we are now at Ouran Academy~" said the Spaniard when the car came to a halt. The three of them thanked the driver and went towards the building. While getting closer to the building they were astonished to see that the building did quite resemble boarding schools for nobility. Back in the day, attending those schools was a privilege and the three of them were all to aware what that meant for them. They may have to deal with kids that have not the slightest idea of a life devoid of wealth. This was going to be interesting. "Oui,mon ami.I hope there are good looking Mademoiselles,ohonhonhonhon~" Francis hoped to meet some well educated young ladies that knew how to properly love and conduct themselves beautifully. After all rich people were taught in the ways of etiquette, non?

"Kesesesese~The awesome me will go to this not-as-awesome-as-me school,huh? We the awesome Bad Touch Trio will now invade this school's vital regions,like we have invaded Österreichs vital regions!" Prussia was definitely reminded of his snobbish neighbour when he saw the school. He could barely anticipate annoying everyone who reminded him of Austria. It was after all his specialty.

When the Bad Touch Trio came in they haven't noticed how big this school was and sp they were lost. With no one to guide them, they aimlessly wandered around until they stopped when they saw an abandoned music room. When they opened the door,rose petals flew into their faces and they saw six handsome boys and one girl in boys uniform say:"Welcome to the Ouran Host Club!"

Here are the translations for the note and Prussia's answer:

note:Dear brother,you will go to Japan where you,France and Spain will transfer to the Ouran Academy. PS:If you refuse to transfer to Ouran,you will get no beer for a whole year Prussia's answer:"Damn it West,you know how to blackmail me."

Edit: Hey, I am just rewriting the chapter for better readability.