Giftfic for Mellie427 and a friend of hers in her French class? I suppose. BONJOUR MADAMOISELLES. Italics will be for French. AND GUESS WHAT? THIS TIME I WASN'T TOO LAZY AND ACTUALLY LOOKED UP THE FRENCH-FOREIGN LEAGUE. JA. THIS STORY IS ACCURATE.

HEY THERE KIDS, EVER WONDERED HOW JUUZA WAS EXILED FROM FRANCE? MAYBE IT HAPPENED A LITTLE SOMETHING LIKE THIS:


"AMAKUSA!" Came the raw anger erupting from the (yes plural) captains and lieutenants mouths.

A basic situation.

The said started laughing like a hyena.

"ALLER EN ENFER AMAKUSA!" Some more officers shouted as they all ran out of the officer's house.

"OÙ DIABLE EST AMAKUSA? Je vais dégrader son rang 'Aspirant'! LE DÈGRADER!" One of the Adjudants, Jèrôme Suiez yelled.

Amakusa checked his watch. Or montre as they say in French. 4:58. It hadn't even been 5 yet, and he had unleashed Hell upon the camp. Amakusa, at only the age of 16.

"I. Am. A. Genius." Amakusa said and put his hands behind his back, pleased with his accomplishments. With the rest of the camp's superior officers running loose, terrified, half-naked, and whatever else you could imagine.

Now, he was apart of the French-Foreign League. He was bored of staying in Japan, and the French pride his father once taught him was really starting to burn. Japan was more than happy to send him off to France, enlisting him in the National Gendarmerie Intervention Group (GIGN) or Groupe d'Intervention de la Gendarmerie Nationale. No matter how much he resembled the devil, the higher-ups couldn't afford to waste his talent because of his trouble-making personality.

After about two months in the GIGN, they sent him to the French-Foreign League. He had carried his rank of 'Aspirant' to the French-Foreign League (which sadly had no official abbreviation). And then he felt a hard slapt to the back of his head.

"What the hell, Amakusa. You're more childish than my little sister." A UK Legionnaire 1e Classe and close friend, Arthur had said. Amakusa tilted his head back, his grin ever shining. Arthur rolled his eyes and leaned against a tree. "What if they really drop you this time?"

"They'll never do that." Amakusa responded. And Arthur knew it was true. Arthur sighed. Wondering for probably the millionth time of his life how and why he had befriended the devil incarnate, Amakusa Juuza.


"Amakusa." Adjudant Chief, Antoinne Vitioli said with a serious tone. Amakusa mirrored his eye's gravity, and the situation's intensity along with it. "This is the seventh time these past two weeks we had to call you in."

"Yes sir." Amakusa said. Not saying a word after that.

"Do you remember Art 3 of our Code of Honour?" He asked. Amakusa nodded and took in a deep breath.

"Respectueux des traditions, attaché à tes chefs, la discipline et la camaraderie sont ta force, le courage et la loyauté tes vertus." Amakusa recited in perfect French all in one breath. Antoinne nodded.

"Now what the hell do you not understand about discipline or devotion to your leaders?" Antoinne asked, he put two hands to rest on the side of his forehead. Amakusa smiled.

"I understand perfectly." Antoinne knew that he didn't. And he knew that tomorrow something different would happen. Something spontaneous and random….

"You may go, Amakusa." Antoinne said.

Amakusa nodded and saluted him, before walking out.

"Sacré Bleu….." The Adjudant muttered and rubbed his temples.


"Here he comes." Came a murmur from Luki.

"Shut up." Retorted Aram.

Cue Amakusa.

"Hey you two." He said and smiled, winking at them and shooting at them with his finger.

The two fanboys (yes, boys, ladies and gentleman) swooned over the action and nearly fainted. They gaped at him as he walked by, and the whole scene played over in their mind, over and over, slow-mo, and others.

"Amakusa-san!" A shout from one of the few, twenty-one, people of Japan enlisted in the French-Foreign League. Amakusa turned around to see the younger Engagé Volontaire jog up to him. He smiled and waved. The boy, with short brown hair and a pout face glued to his natural expression, looked up at him with a different look of admiration. "Anata wa daijobu desu ka? Anata wa imashitaga doroppu?"

"Iie, subete ga yoidearu." Amakusa said. "Mou, daijobu amari shinpai shinai no desu ka?" He patted the young man's head. He dipped his head in embarrassment and slightly blushed.

"A-Ah…s-shimasu…!" The boy said. He bowed and ran away.

Amakusa nearly laughed. He was well versed in both French and Japanese, you might as well add English, but what was funnier was that he had fanboys, which meant he had nearly the whole army under his thumb. He could almost hear his other fanboys fighting over him for that moment.

"Damn that Japanese recruit." A polish teen gritted his teeth in anger.

"Why won't he ever touch us?" A Lithuanian whined, giving his friend a look with his eyes widened and his mouth in a big wide 'O'.

"Hey, I'm the most suited for him. I'm a girl. A tough one too." A Yugoslavian girl bragged, taking pride in the fact that she was a single individual of the handful of girls in the French-Foreign Leagues.

"Well if he has sex with us, we won't get pregnant!" The Polish and Lithuanian argued. She scoffed at them and glared.

"Amateurs, it's much more exciting with a girl."

"What if he's the badass type?" The Lithuanian asked, making it seem like his sentence just overruled both of their statements. The Polish and Yugoslavian both looked at them with blank faces of [Are you kidding me?] .

"He IS." The Polish said and slapped the back of his head.

"Ouch! M-My point! Is that he's more likely to go for guys."

The Yugoslavian brushed a lock of her blonde hair behind her shoulder and gave a glare to the two boys, smirks growing on both of their faces.

"Lèche moi et fait moi jouir, salaud." She replied in not-so-good French. The only curse sentence she knew in French.


OHOHO~! THIS ISN'T THE OWARI. MULTICHAPTER BITCHES!

Hahahaha, see what I did there? With the Lithuanian and Polish peoples? HETALIA REFERENCE.
HAHHAHAHAHA YOU KNOW THAT GUY NAMED ARTHUR IN THE BEGINNING? HETALIA REFERENCE!
No idea what Yugoslavian is. Sorry Yugos.

-Went on GOOGLE TRANSLATE for French Translations, some of them were from the WIKI pages.
-I did one of the phrases in Japanese on Google...besides that...EXCUSE MY LONG FORGOTTEN JAPANESE...;n;

ALRIGHT:

DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK A FRENCH-FOREIGN LEAGUE IS? WELL GO HERE: en. wikipedia. org/wiki/French_Foreign_Legion (without the spaces)
WANNA JOIN THE FRENCH ARMY? WELL GO HERE RECRUITE: en. wikipedia. org/wiki/French_Armed_Forces
SPECIFICALLY WHAT I LOOKED UP! en. wikipedia. org/wiki/ GIGN OR en. wikipedia. org/wiki/National_Gendarmerie

TRANSLATIONS:

" ALLER EN ENFER AMAKUSA!" | GO TO HELL AMAKUSA!

"OÙ DIABLE EST AMAKUSA? Je vais dégrader son rang 'Aspirant'! LE DÈGRADER!" | WHERE THE HELL IS AMAKUSA? I will degrade his 'Aspirant' rank! (FUCKING) DEGRADE IT!

Groupe d'Intervention de la Gendarmerie Nationale | THE GROUP OF...INTERVENTION LA GENDER...*too lazy to go look at original translation* YOU SHOULD GET IT

Legionnaire 1e Classe |1st class Legionnaire

Respectueux des traditions, attaché à tes chefs, la discipline et la camaraderie sont ta force, le courage et la loyauté tes vertus |Respect of traditions, devotion to your leaders, discipline and comradeship are your strengths, courage and loyalty your virtues.

Sacré Bleu | IDK YOU TELL ME. IT DIRECTLY TRANSLATES TO 'SACRED BLUE' BUT WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? SO I GUESS IT'S LIKE OH GOD BUT FRENCH.

Engagé Volontaire | WIKIPEDI: Recruit GOOGLE TRANS: Committed Voluntee

Anata wa daijobu desu ka? Anata wa imashitaga doroppu? | ARE YOU OKAY? Were you dropped?

Iie, subete ga yoidearu | No, everything's (PERFECTLY) normal

Mou, daijobu amari shinpai shinai no desu ka? | Hey. Don't worry too much, okay?

s-shimasu | o-okay

(I don't really think this is a insult in French buuuuuut:) Lèche moi et fait moi jouir, salaud | I DARE THEE TO LOOK IT UP ON THE FOLLOWING WEBSITE:

"LECHE MOI WHATEVER PHRASE" COURTESY OF: www. insults. net/html/swear/french. html