Author's Note: Aw yeah! Wow, when I randomly wrote a paragraph of a Prussada fic many weeks ago, I didn't expect to actually return and finish it. I'm really excited! My first multiple chapter fan fiction! Well, the fist one I published. I started a Kingdom Hearts multiple chapter fan fiction before this, but it's not finished yet. But still, excitement! It'd be awesome if you reviewed.
The title doesn't have a lot to do with the story… It just sounded cool, and I'm terrible with thinking up names.
Pairings: Prussia/Canada, America/England, Spain/Romano, Germany/Italy, Sweden/Finland, Russia/China, Poland/Lithuania (yes, Poland is seme! He's a badass cross dresser), Greece/Japan, France/TheWorld, and maybe Latvia/Sealand and other pairings…
Bwah, that's just who's paired with who. It's mostly Prussada.
Warnings: Boy love, language, some sexual themes since there IS France in this, country names, Bad Friends Trio, Prussia's awesomeness, Hungary being a yaoi fan girl, my shitty 8th grade grammar, and possibly spontaneous, random cameos (read more at ending note). Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, the characters, the countries, McDonalds, or anything else mentioned in here that I did not invent. Don't worry; I'll claim ownership when I dominate the world.
Canada could not help but feel a little nervous at the shear size of the high school. He knew when he moved in with his brother that the school would be big, since his twin lived in a big city. It's just that the town he had lived in before had been small, and everyone there had known him. Or as much as someone could get to know the shy and quiet teenager. It was a bit shocking to suddenly be introduced to a completely different life style.
"Aha! Right on time!" the energetic blonde next to him exclaimed and threw a first up into the air once a bell rang out.
"But brother, we're over three hours late… And for my first day… How are we on time?" Canada asked in a quiet tone, glancing over at his twin. He was slightly confused by his brother's antics, although it should have been expected. The 'Hero' merely grinned at his questioning, giving him a hearty pat on the back, before answering in a hyperactive form,
"Classes are boring! We arrived in time for lunch! You can meet my friends and stuff! Remember Iggy? England? He used to play with us before mom and dad got divorced, and you and mom moved away? He's a senior, so I guess you lucked out moving in with me now instead of next year!" the blonde rambled on. It was hard to tell whether he was really excited about introducing his twin to his friends, or whether he was just always this hyper. He said all of this while grabbing Canada by the sleeve of his hoodie, and briskly dragging him up the school's stairs and through the double doors.
"Of course. " Canada smiled at the memory. Their parents were divorced when they were in 2nd grade. Their mother had won custody of Canada, while their father won custody of America. Canada's mother insisted that the big city life was no way to raise a child, so she moved away to a small, quiet town with Canada. Although both boys had protested at being separated, but obviously did not win the argument.
England, or as they (mostly America) affectionately called "Iggy", was a childhood friend of theirs. Him and America never really paid much attention to him, but Canada was never really noticed much by anyone, even his family. Plus, he enjoyed the company. He'd rather not be paid attention to than be alone. The other two were close, and he felt happy his brother had such a good friend. The older boy by two years seemed to think of America as a younger brother, although he would jokingly call England more of an "big sister" type than a "big brother" type. Canada might have been slightly jealous of their friendship.
He was too busy happily reminiscing his childhood to realize his brother had dragged him down several hallways, through another set of double doors, and into the cafeteria until the sound of hundreds of students talking suddenly erupted around him. Canada looked around in bewilderment at the number of students, and continued to gape as America hurried him into a free seat at an almost empty table. A blonde with slicked back hair and very pretty blue eyes whom he was seated across glanced up at him. He seemed momentarily confused at who Canada was, but returned to his food figuring that he was going to find out anyway.
"Hey, guys! Remember when I told you that my brother was going to be moving back in with me? This is him! Cute, ain't he?" America exclaimed, plopping down on the table's bench next to his brother.
"B-brother! " Canada cried, slightly pink in the cheeks at both his twin's comment and everyone's attention on him.
` "Ve~ I didn't know you had a brother, America-kun~ He looks a lot like you~ What's his name~? " A brunette sitting across from America and next to the blonde questioned. He had auburn hair that was parted at the front, and a strange curly hair on the left side of his head that seemed rather out of place. His expression and way of speaking made Canada wonder if he was high.
"Don't talk to him! If he's that bastard America's brother, then he's probably no good! " a boy that looked similar to the one that just spoke snapped. He had darker hair, and his hair was parted in a different style. He had the strange, curled hair like the boy next to him, but it stuck out on the right side. He also looked older, and Canada could see his gold eyes clearly.
"Eeeeeh~? Don't be mean, Romano… " the younger clone pouted, turning his attention to the older clone and crossing his arms.
"Nah, my brother is way too big of a wimp to be a jerk to anyone! We're like total opposites! " America exclaimed, and a sweat drop appeared on Canada's head comically at his brother's description of him, and they fact he didn't argue that he was a bastard.. "That way to happy guy is Italy Vargas. He's a sophomore like us. The asshole next to him is his older brother, Romano. He's a junior. The blonde on the other side of Italy who hasn't been that is Germany Beilschmidt. He's also a sophomore. " Canada glanced from the blonde he was sitting across, to the brothers at his right. He smiled shyly.
"Anyway, this is my twin, Canada! Like I said, he's a wimp, so don't pick on him!" Canada sighed, tempted to hit his brother for taunting him but far too nice for that. It wasn't like that he just took shit from everyone; it was just that he was too nervous to talk back.
"Nice to meet you, " Germany finally spoke, shaking his hand before returning to his food. He didn't seem like a social butterfly.
"Hi~! I hope we can be friends~! Let's get lunch together sometime, okay?" Italy insisted. Canada nodded, and Romano just huffed in irritation. Conversation quickly left him, as Italy and America started talking about what was for lunch, Germany listened into the conversation, and Romano pointedly ignored them all. As Canada was taking his lunch out of his shoulder bag, two more boys sat down. The shorter one had straight black hair, brown eyes, and a frantically apologetic expression. The taller and more muscularly built boy had wavy brown hair and green eyes. Canada noted with amusement that they both wore pink cat ears.
"I apologize for my lateness! " the shorter one exclaimed, settling down next to Germany. He wasn't really late, but Canada figured he must thought it was polite to arrive early. His friend sat next to him. Neither seemed to notice Canada's presence. He was about to ask his brother who they were, but another boy who looked kind of like the shorter black haired one came up.
"Japan, I can't believe you just left me there, aru!" the teenager exclaimed, smacking the black haired boy on the back on his head. At least, Canada thought he was a boy. His long, dark brown hair tied into a ponytail, and his cute manner of speak made him seem kind of feminine. Maybe he really a tomboyish girl?
"Sorry, I thought you were with Russia-san, " 'Japan' apologized. He seemed to do that a lot.
"What? No! I just managed to get away from that bastard! He got distracted because Lithuania was making a commotion about Poland coming to school in a skirt again, " the newcomer growled, although Canada didn't miss the light blush that appeared on his cheeks for just a few moments. He sat down next to Canada, and across from the black haired boy. Whom the blonde thought was probably this 'Japan', but wasn't completely sure.
"Eeeeeeh? You were trying to get away from me? I'm hurt~" Okay, now Canada was starting to feel seriously confused. Another new guy. One that made Canada feel slightly intimidated with his towering height, and threatening aura. He had beige-ish blonde hair and an unnatural violet eye color. He also had a sort of sweet smile on his face, but from the way everyone instinctively shrunk back once he suddenly appeared, he probably wasn't that nice of a guy.
"Well, you're seriously creEEEEEEEEEEEE-" the dark haired boy(?) ended its response in a cry as the beige haired teen sat on the other side of him and captured him in a hug.
"Let me go!"
"Eh~? No, you're too cute~"
Wondering if stuff like this happened everyday, Canada glanced around the table. His brother was glaring at the big guy, Italy was trying to steal from Germany's lunch, Germany was fending him off, and Romano was munching on a tomato and watching the scene unfold in amusement.
"Um… ?" Canada finally said something. Although it wasn't really something. It seemed to snap his brother out of his one sided staring content of hatred though.
"Oh right! Guys, this is my twin, Canada! Canada, this is Japan Kiku, and Greece Karpusi! They're juniors, " Huh, Canada thought they looked younger than juniors, but looks can deceive. "And boyfriends!" Japan flushed slightly as America added on that last bit, but managed to retain his dignity. Greece nodded to the hyper blonde's words, slowly chewing his food. Canada couldn't help but smile. He had heard rumors about big schools being really homophobic, and was relieved to see his brother's friends were not.
"Nice to meet you, " Japan stood up and bowed to Canada. Which seemed a little strange, but polite anyway. He smiled and nodded, wishing everyone wasn't looking at him again. It wasn't so bad when just Germany, Italy, and Romano were there, but now it felt like there was a lot more people.
"And those guys are China Yao and Russia Braginski. Seniors. I won't forgive you for betraying our family if you become friends with Russia!" America threatened his brother, glaring over his shoulder at Russia. The violet eyed boy glared back, and China used the distraction to squirm out of his grip.
America snapped his gaze away, and loudly asked Japan, "Hey, have you seen Iggy? I bet he's going to be so surprised when he sees how much Canada has grown! I barely recognized him at the airport!"
"I think I saw him in first period, but don't have any other classes with him. Sorry, America-san. "
"Eh, it's fine, as long as he's here! He better come to lunch! I told him Canada would be starting school today!"
Canada's presence was immediately forgotten, although he was long used to it. He turned back to his lunch as conversation went on around him.
"Hey, is Switzerland still suspended? " America asked, his long lived war against silence raging on.
"It's his fault bringing a weapon to school, aru, "
"Hee~ He's not the only one, although I wouldn't so foolishly allow a teacher to find out about my pocket knife~?" China tried to inch a bit further away from Russia.
"Who cares about that bastard? The asshole's seriously scary! " Romano snapped.
"Romano, if you dislike sitting here so much, why do you~?" Italy asked, cocking his head to the side in puppy-like curiosity.
"To keep an eye on that pervert, Germany! He's corrupting you! " Romano leaned forward to glare accusingly at Germany.
"H-hey, don't call me a pervert… " said blonde looked slightly irked by Romano's comments.
"Shut up, potato bastard!"
"Anyway, don't you feel kind of bad for Liechtenstein? She seems ind of lost and lonely without him here, aru, " China ignored Russia's disturbing comment and Romano's arguing in favor of continuing their conversation.
"She relies on him a lot, " Greece finally spoke, looking up from his food to something behind Canada. Canada twisted around to see a cute blonde girl with a blue ribbon in her hair eating by herself. If she was lonely, she wasn't going to let anyone else see it.
"Aha! No worries! The hero will protect her!" America announced, throwing an arm up in the air in enthusiasm.
"Hmmm~? Every time you try to 'help', you only make things worse~" Russia told him; the friendly smile and carefree tone doing nothing to hide the insult in his words.
"Shut up, you communist bastard!" Canada had to lean back to avoid being smacked by America's reckless pointing.
"Can we have a peaceful lunch for once?" Germany spoke up, raising an blonde eyebrow in question. Italy used him being distracted to steal a sausage from the blonde.
"I agree with Germany-san, " Japan stated, drinking some herbal tea he had brought from home. He passed the cup to Greece, who took a sip before giving it back.
"Alright then! It's decided! Kick Russia from the table!" America declared, standing up to once again point at the taller teen in accusation. Canada ducked down a bit, nibbling on a butter tart as he watched the scene curiously.
"I don't want to go unless China moves with me~" Russia told him, much to said teen's distaste.
"Alright! Boot China out too! He's a communist bastard too anyway… " America continued, grinning like he won the lottery.
"Don't I get a say in this, aru?! I want to sit at the same table as Japan, aru… " China growled, glaring up at the hyperactive blonde and crossing his arms.
"Eh~? You'll just have to give me Japan too, America-kun~" Russia insisted, giving the standing teenager a sickeningly sweet smile.
"Wha? No way! This is war!" America declared, slamming his hands down on the table.
"Eh~?!" Italy exclaimed cutely, moving closer to Germany to try and hide behind him.
"Brother… Please calm down… " Canada requested quietly, feeling trapped between the debating countries.
"Never! " America shouted. He sat down quickly, slinging an arm around his twin's shoulder's, and pointing to a place only he could see. "We must fight to protect our freedom!"
America was then promptly smacked on the head with a McDonalds take out bag. Canada decided questioning it would be useless.
"America, you git. Stop making a commotion in the middle of lunch. " Both twins turned around in sync. Canada blinked up England. It was weird seeing him so grown up after not seeing him for so many years. America merely broke out in a grin.
"Iggy! Where were you? Although your lateness is understandable. If I was as stupid as you, I would get lost too!" England smacked him a second time with the bag, settling down on his right side, where no one was sitting.
"I went across the street to buy lunch, idiot, " he explained, seemingly tempted to smack America again.. Canada felt slightly confused at their hostile words. They had been very close when Canada's family had been whole. Then he had remembered how his brother had told him that the two of them had gotten in a nasty fight when America was in 5th grade. Although they became friends again later, it seemed as though they weren't as close as they originally were.
"But you made Canada wait to see you again! " America pouted, getting up so he wasn't blocking England's view of his brother. The dirty blonde paused for a moment, looking slightly confused before recognition melted onto his expression.
"Geez, is that really you? You should have spoken up, I didn't even notice an unfamiliar face at the table. " Canada nodded shyly, and England, taking it as a sign that the conversation would go no further, started to take his lunch out of the McDonald's bag. America didn't settle back down, he instead explained he was going to go get lunch, and headed off to the lunch line. The table fell back into idle chatter, and when America returned with a tray brimming with food, he started up a conversation with England about how he should have asked him to go with McDonalds with him.
Canada finished his lunch, but stayed at the table listening into conversation. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do when he was done eating, so he figured he's just wait for his brother to finish and follow him.
"Shit. " Canada's attention shot over to Romano as the brunette cursed loudly. He was turned to the side to glare at something behind him. A few others at the table who heard him glanced up, but looked back to their respective meals or conversations when they followed his gaze. Canada, confused, looked over to see three older boys had entered the cafeteria. They looked like they were probably seniors. Maybe they were bullies. That would explain Romano's unhappy scowl as he glared at the newcomers.
One of the seniors, with somewhat curly brown hair, green eyes, and slightly tanned skin, noticed them. Canada guessed he wasn't a bully after all, because when he caught Romano's eye he smiled widely and waved. Romano groaned, turning back around towards the table and putting his head in his hands. The three seniors were coming towards them.
"Romano! " the brunette who had noticed him threw his arms around the junior. The two other seniors, one with fine, shoulder length blonde hair, facial hair, and blue eyes, and the other strangely enough with silver hair and red eyes, shared a knowing smirk. Canada briefly wondered if the silver haired boy's hair and eyes were like that naturally. He felt a little silly for wondering. People weren't naturally born with silver hair and red eyes.
"Don't touch me! Bastard… " Romano snapped, taking his head out of his hands and shrugging the older teen off. The green eyed senior let go, but a cheerful smile was still painted onto his lips.
"How come you never eat lunch with us?" he asked, putting his hands behind his back and balancing on his heels. Canada thought it kind of made him look like a school girl, but made no comment.
"Maybe I don't want to hang out with you?" The senior's smile faltered, and he looked honestly hurt. Romano looked away, a guilty look in his eye. The senior sighed, giving Romano sad puppy eyes.
"Really?" Italy and Germany had stopped talking to watch, although everyone else ignored them.
"… I don't like your stupid friends… And since mom and dad aren't… around… I've got to look after my baby brother. He's too stupid to know a sexual predator when he sees one. " Romano gave Germany a triumphant smirk. The blonde just rolled his eyes and gave the older Vargas brother the middle finger, while Italy sat looking confused.
"I'm glad to know you don't really hate me, Romano-chan~" the senior told him in a cheerful tone. His smile had returned, and he ruffled the younger brunette's hair affectionately. The junior's face turned a bright red, and he ducked down to try and hide his blush.
"Oi! Spain was right, Romano really does look like a tomato when embarrassed!" The two other seniors had come up to the table. The silver haired one had spoken, an arm resting on Germany's shoulder. Canada blinked at their closeness, and bit surprised and confused. He had thought for sure that Germany and Italy had crushes on each other, although whether or not they realized this was not confirmed, but maybe this senior was actually Germany's boyfriend?
"It's really cute actually. I wonder if Ita-chan is as cute as that when he blushes?" The last senior pulled a rose out of nowhere, moving to stand between his friends.
"Is there a reason you guys are here?" Germany asked, glaring at the blonde senior who was standing behind his auburn haired friend. Said senior winked, and blew him a kiss, much to both the silver haired senior's and blonde sophomore's disgust.
"Well, Spain came over to flirt with Romano, even if he doesn't know he is, so we followed. " Canada looked over towards Spain who was chatting happily with the younger brunette. He didn't seem to catch his fair haired friend's remark, but Romano did and sent the blonde a death glare.
"And I wanted to see my younger brother!" the silver haired teen butt in. Canada felt his cheeks warm up in a light blush. He felt really bad for thinking the senior and Germany might have been boyfriends now. It's not his fault though; they looked nothing alike at first glance! Although, as he looked closer, he noted they had a similar facial structure, and Germany's hair would probably look like his older brother's if it wasn't slicked back.
The senior looked up, and Canada felt the blush on his face grow hotter at being caught staring. The silver haired senior took his arms off of his younger brother's shoulder to stand up straight.
"Hey, who's the new guy?"
Author's Note: Yes. I'm seriously leaving off there. Why? I couldn't think of another place that I could finish as smoothly at there. ANYWAY. Here's a chart on grades for characters mentioned so far.
Freshmen: Liechtensein,
Sophomores: America, Canada, Italy, Germany, Switzerland,
Juniors: Romano, Japan, Greece, Poland, Lithuania,
Seniors: England, Russia, China, Spain, France, Prussia,
Liecht is a lonely freshman, but don't worry, I'll add more characters to that age group at they join.
Anyway, I mentioned random cameos before. Do you guys want to play a game? I'll put in random cameos in each chapter, without mentioning any names, and you guys can guess who the cameos are in your reviews? I'd tell you the number of cameos in the ending author's note of each chapter, and in the next chapter, I'd give the answer of who the cameos are. I'd try to only use cameos from popular series like Naruto or Death Note too. Please answer me in your reviews if you think it'd be fun or if it'd just take away from the actual story.