Soooo, this is an intro basically to what I hope will be a multi-chapter story. I like the idea I had for this and if i get good feedback I'm hoping to get really into this one! Oh Hetalia you inspire me. Anywho~
This Is rated M for bad language and things of the sexual nature in later chapters, woo! No likey the boy on boy, kindly find yourself another fic. On a side note please forgive any minor errors i didn't catch, its really late and my brain is fried. Done with the boring, on with the story
Summer was over, that much was clear. The sun was setting a little earlier, the air was a little cooler, tiny blossoms of yellow and brown dotted the edge of once green leaves that were readying themselves for the oncoming change of seasons. It also meant summer break was over, and school children everywhere would be returning to class. Normally this wouldn't be a problem for a certain young Italian boy, school was something that he had always thoroughly enjoyed. He loved being around so many people he knew, and he always did well in his classes. But this time, it just wasn't the same.
Feliciano Vargas clutched the bag in his hand like a lifeline, gripping the leather strap tightly as he stared up at the building before him. It was a lovely building, redbrick with white columns and white trim and a well kept ground. It was a massive structure, intimidating in its stature. Feliciano felt as if he would be swallowed if he stepped any closer to it. He eyed it wearily, feeling like an inmate looking up at his prison for the first time instead of a high-schooler at a new school. Hetalia High Boarding School, HHBS. The words stretched across the very top in fine white stone. Boarding school. Just the sound of it in his head made Feli's throat go dry. He knew he should be thankful, really. His grandfather had paid a lot of money to get him and his brother into such a renowned school, it was for their best. But still, it didn't bring back all the people he'd left behind. It wouldn't bring him back…
" Well," Lovino, the older of the two spoke finally, breaking the awkward silence, " this fucking sucks."
Feliciano wanted to nod his head in agreement, but instead turned and gave his brother an encouraging smile.
" Aw Lovi, it won't be so bad," he said, trying to convince himself just as much as his brother, " It'll be like moving. And I'm sure we'll make lots of new friends."
He didn't want new friends. He wanted the ones he already had. He wanted him.
" Yeah, yeah. It's always been my dream to live at school. Like being stuck there for a couple of hours isn't bad enough now we've got to stay here 24 fucking 7." Lovino growled sarcastically. Feliciano said nothing more. He just didn't have it in him to convince his brother to be cheerful when he couldn't summon any cheer for himself either. So they stood quietly at the gates together once again, staring into the courtyard. After what seemed like an eternity trying to will away the stupid butterflies in his stomach, Lovino decided to be the mature responsible one and sighed.
" Well, we're gonna have to go in at some point. Might as well get this train wreck over with."
" Ve~ you're right," Feli agreed, stepping closer to his brother, " lets go get settled in."
The older Italian said nothing to protest as his brother walked more or less pressed against him. Though he would never admit it, he was just as nervous as Feliciano. They walked past the gates into the courtyard together, following the concrete path that led to the front of the building. A pair of large glass doors greeted them, glinting sharply in the sunlight. Lovino hesitated. Their grandfather had dropped them off with their things and told them to go to the main office where the principle was waiting for them. Neither of them had any idea where the office would be.
" Fratello, where are we supposed to go?" Feliciano asked, looking into the building through the glass. The older Italian groaned.
" How the fuck should I know?"
" Um, maybe we should ask someone for help?" he suggested. They looked around. Who was there to ask?
" Damn old man," Lovino grumbled, " dumping us here in a stupid new school in a stupid new town and not telling us a damn thing. How the hell are we suppose to know where everything is at? This is stupid."
While Lovino seethed under his breath Feliciano was still taking a good look around. Surely there was another student around somewhere, they lived here didn't they? Well, most of them probably went home for summer but they should be coming back by now. After taking a quick survey of the grounds he spotted someone. There was a blonde boy walking alone across the courtyard with his books held tightly to his chest. He didn't seem to notice the two brothers, walking with his head down and a loopy curl of stray hair bouncing in front of his face with every step. Feliciano smiled, grabbing his brothers arm and turning him around.
" Hello there!" he called out, catching the blonde boy by surprise. He fumbled, almost dropping his books but regaining his grip easily. He looked up at them, glasses perched on the end of his nose and a questioning look on his face.
" Uh… who, me?" the boy questioned, looking around to be sure no one else was there. He seemed surprised they had seen him.
" Yes you!" Feliciano called back, " will you please help us?"
The blonde boy straightened his glasses and walked over to them, smiling very subtly.
" Um, yes, how can I help you?" he said in a quiet voice. Feliciano smiled nicely at him. The blonde boy was shy it seemed, Feli liked shy people. They were always so interesting.
" My name's Feliciano, and this is my big brother Lovino," he introduced them and pointed to Lovino, who looked as unhappy as ever, " and we're new here you see. Can you tell us where the main office is, please?"
" Oh, you're new? We haven't had anyone new in a while. Oh, the office, it's um, right down that hallway," he pointed through the doors, " it's at the very end, there's a big pair of wood doors, you can't miss them. I'm Mathew, by the way. I'm sure you'll forget my name though, so don't worry about remembering." he said somewhat sadly.
" I won't forget you Mathew! I promise!" Feliciano chirped happily. Mathew gave him a tiny smile but Lovino grabbed the younger Italian and hastily pulled him away by the back of his shirt.
" Come on idiota, we're wasting time standing here making with the small talk." he said, letting Feli go when he followed on is own. As they stepped through the doors he turned and gave Mathew a wave.
" Thank you Mathew! Maybe We'll see you again some time!" he said hopefully, not getting a chance to hear the boys reply as he was ushered on. " Ve, Lovino that was rude."
" Look," Lovino sighed, " I don't want to be a social butterfly right now, I just want to get our room and get unpacked and be done with today."
" I know Fratello." Feli agreed. Still, it was no reason to rush off so rudely. But he said nothing more, having learned long ago not to argue with Lovino when he was in one of his moods.
They made their way down the white stretch of hallway. It smelled of cleaning products and coffee, most likely from a nearby teachers lounge. As Mathew had said the doors to the main office were easy to spot, they were the only double doors they'd seen inside the building so far. Feliciano instinctively grabbed a hold of his brothers hand, giving it a childish squeeze. Lovino wanted to pull away but kept his own hand still, not wanting to upset Feliciano. He raised his other hand and knocked on the door. For about five seconds it was silent and the brothers exchanged looks, but finally a voice answered.
" Yes? Come in."
Together they stepped inside the well kept office, looking around unsurely. Behind the desk was a rather young looking brunette man reading through a stack of meticulously placed papers. He regarded them from the top of his glasses, setting the paper in his hand aside and standing.
" You are the Vargas brothers, I presume?" He said, standing in front of them with his hands folded behind him. Feliciano nodded but Lovino made no sign of acknowledgment, " I'm Mr. Edelstein, your new principal. Your grandfather called and alerted me to your arrival. Did you have any trouble finding the place?" he asked. His accent was Germanic, Feli mused. He seemed nice, a bit uptight but nice. Feliciano decided he liked him.
" Yeah we had a lot of fucking trouble, thank you."
The younger Vargas looked at his brother in shock, then to Mr. Edelstein. Instead of the angry scolding he expected the man gave them a quirked smile, like a father amused at his child's antics.
" I was warned about you, I can see your grandfathers warnings ring clear. I think you'll have a very interesting time here." he said patiently. Lovino looked surprised, he was to getting chided for his bad mouth, " how about I give you two a quick tour of the campus and then show you your rooms?"
All in all, it was a very nice school, that was one thing he couldn't deny. But still, Feli couldn't help but wonder what kind of people lived here. There hadn't been very many students out, Mr. Edelstein explained that the school year didn't officially start until tomorrow and most students wouldn't be back until the late night or early morning. They were given a brief tour and sent to their rooms to settle in and unpack. Even the rooms were nicer than he had expected. It was like having an apartment, two tiny bedrooms separated by a bathroom in the middle and a tiny kitchenette and living space with a couch and enough space for a television. It was small, but they could live comfortably. Lovino was perched on Feli's bed, watching his younger brother stuff his clothes messily into the small dresser pressed against the wall of his new room. He almost wanted to smack him for being so messy if he hadn't been too lazy himself to put up his own clothes.
" This still sucks," he grumbled, falling backwards onto the mattress and splaying himself out, " these rooms are tiny as hell."
" Ve, at least its not just one room with two beds. I kind of like this." Feli said, stuffing away his shirts haphazardly.
" You like everything." Lovino defended.
" Hey that's not true, I don't like scary things or mean people or popcorn."
" Popcorn?"
" It gets stuck in your teeth and it hurts!"
Lovino rolled his eyes, but smiled just slightly.
" I swear instead of growing up every time you have a birthday you revert back a year into childhood, your body is the only thing getting mature." he teased, grabbing one of the pillows on Feli's bed and snuggling it to his chest. The younger Italian pouted.
" I do not! Your so mean." he whined. Lovino shook his head.
" I'm not mean, I'm honest. So what are we doing, going to bed?" he asked, rolling on his side so he faced Feli, who nodded as the last shirt was stuffed roughly away.
" Ve, I missed my nap today, I'm really tired. What time did Mr. Edelstein say our classes were?" he asked, flopping down on the bed next to Lovi.
" Seven in the fucking morning. I laid our schedule's on the couch." he said tiredly, pulling the covers around them. It felt too early for bed, and neither of them had bothered to change out of their day clothes, but in truth they just wanted the day to be over. An early start tomorrow wouldn't hurt either. Feliciano sighed, laying comfortably next to his fratello the way he had when he was a child. He was glad Lovino was sleeping with him, he didn't know if he'd make it through the night alone.
And so they laid in the silent comfort of each others presence as night settled over the boarding house, the waning sun dulling through the curtains and the only sound aside from quiet breathing was the occasional muffled slamming of a door as some other student returned to their room for the year. Lovino had drifted off almost instantly, his eyes fluttering as he dreamed. Feliciano watched him, trying to will his own slumber to come. His heart was thrumming too heavily. What would tomorrow be like? Would he make any new friends? Would he like his classes? So many questions and scenarios playing over and over again. He sighed again. Not even a whole day had passed, and already he was home sick.
" Ve," he muttered quietly to no one, " I wonder if he's thinking about me…"
And now, a haiku~
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