Married in November 22, 2009
Can we find love?
Summary; At Hetalia High, the best school in the world known for its education and sport departments, is there something missing? Multiple pairing.
Pairings; AlaskaxRussia, First FrancexEngland but then transitions to AmericaxEngland and FrancexCanada, EstoniaxUkraine, FinlandxSweden, LithuaniaxPoland, GermanyxItaly, PrussiaxAntarctica (My OC), GreecexJapan, SouthKoreaxChina, DenmarkxNorway, LatviaxSealand, SpainxSouth Italy
Rating; Teen (For now :D)
This is a A.U. so human names are used. Alaska's human name is Alice and Antarctica's human name is Angel
Norway - Lukas Bondevik
Iceland - Emil Styrsson
Hong Kong - Kaoru
Ukraine - Yekaterina "Katyusha" Braginskaya
Liechtenstein - Lili
Denmark- Mathias Køhler
Italy - Feliciano Vargas
Germany - Ludwig
Japan - Honda Kiku
America - Alfred F. Jones
Britain - Arthur Kirkland
France - Francis Bonnefoy
Russia - Ivan Braginski
China - Wang Yao
Austria- Roderich Edelstein
Hungary - Elizabeta Héderváry
Poland - Feliks Łukasiewicz
Switzerland - Basch Zwingli
Belarus - Natalia "Natasha" Arlovskaya Estonia - Eduard vonBock
Latvia - Raivis Galante
Lithuania - Toris Laurinaitis
Finalnd - Tino Väinämöinen
Egypt - Gupta Muhammad Hassan
Greece - Heracles Karpusi
South Italy (Romano) - Lovino Vargas
Spain - Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
Canada - Matthew Williams
Sealand - Peter Kirkland
Prussia - GilbertBeilschmidt
Sweden - Berwald Oxenstierna
Turkey - Sadık Adnan
South Korea - Im Yong Soo
I hope you enjoy :D
Beep. Beep. Beep.
'Ugh...' The American groaned as the alarm clock rang. He rose his arm up and hit snooze. Another day it was. Another cold, school having day. Worse off, it's Monday. 'Ugh...' Was the thought of the American as he was woken up from his sleep. He rubbed his blue sky eyes and then placed his glasses on. He couldn't help but yawn. 'Time for my jog' he thought has he got ready placing his sweat pants on with a white tee and sweatshirt. A few minutes later he left his house and went on his normal routine. Jog for an hour then come back and get ready for school
6am Ring, Ring, Ring,
"Oh... Bloody Hell... Who's calling at this time...?" The brit mumbled as he searched for his phone. "Hello?"
"Good Morning, mon amour. Comment allez-vous ce beau matin d'Arthur?"
"Good Morning to you too Frog and Why did you call me so early? Wanker..." Arthur ended with a yawn. "It seems I did not notice. Oh well. I did beat that alarm of yours, and plus you can wake up hearing my voice, no?" Arthur could just see the French man smirking as he said this. "Shut up." Heat started rising in Arthur's cheeks, "W-well then next time I just will not pick up then!"
"Of course Arthur, Of course~" laughed. "Annoying Frog," he cuffed. "But I am your frog, no?"
"Yeah, yeah..." Arthur rolled over in his bed, and faced the ceiling. The room still quite dark. "Honhon, I knew it." Francis laughed.
7 am
"Shit... I'm going to be late" The American thought as he re-entered his room and rushed to get ready.
7:30am
The blonde brit walked to his class though he has been rather tired. Being student body president is quite stressful. He went to his assigned seat and placed his needed materials for the class out along with a book to keep him occupied until class started in 20 minutes. No doubt in his mind that students would start arriving around 7:45 And with that final thought he began to read.
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7:35
"I'M SO SORRY I'M LATE!" Alfred yelled as he ran in the room. He noticed no one and then laid eyes on Arthur. 'Right as I was getting to the good part ...' Arthur mumbles to himself. "Um..." Alfred is confused, very confused. "Isn't it 7:55?" He asked. "Clearly not, if you look at the clock it is 7:35... Well 7:36 now. Class doesn't start for another 14 minutes." Arthur explained to the student. How did he even get into this class again? Oh that's right this is health...
"Oh ok! And Here I thought I was late!" He grinned as he walked over to Arthur's seat and sat next to him. "You're Arthur right? The student council present?" The boy asked. "Yes, why?" He questioned. "Haha, I was wondering and I, I didn't know you were in my Health class!" Alfred laughed. "Well, I have been here since the beginning of the year. So I suppose I can blame you."
"Gee! Thanks ! W-Wait, blame? Me ?" Alfred seemed offended. "It just shows that you don't even know even recognize your proper classmates and along with that the Council President himself. As with that of your rude behavior," Arthur rolled his eyes. "Isn't that right Mr. Jones?" Sarcasium, hurts doesn't it?
"Well that's mean! But don't worry, I have-" Alfred was cut off.
"Enough air in your head to not care?" Arthur grinned. As Alfred opened his mouth to respond the door opened with a loud squeak. Arthur looked over to the cause of the noise, "Oh Good morning Sir," Arthur spoke greeting the teacher with a much better tone then when spoke with Alfred.
'Teacher's Pet!' Was the thought that ran through Alfred's so called air filled head.
"Ah, thank you and good morning to you as well. Seems Jones came... Early for once." The teacher suspiciously looked at Alfred though he was more confused in why but that would have to wait.
"Arthur, do you have your report done yet?" The teacher asked.
"Report?" Alfred thought "We had a report?"
"Ah yes, it's in my school bag..." And with that Arthur stood up and picked his bag up. He looked through until he found the needed folder. From it he removed a thick packet.
"In exactly 10,000 words in essay format as you instructed. Going against what you had in mind for the class to do weekly." Arthur explained.
"I'm surprised you had time for this,"
"Some hours of sleep were taken but it was the best choice rather than what you had in mind which would over all take more time out of my schedule."
The teacher chuckled, "Right, it seems you've saved the class as well from that."
"They would have complained anyway," Arthur now forgetting Alfred was in the room still in the room "I doubt the class would enjoy writing a 2,000 worded paper each month of a chosen topic."
"It could either raise or lower grades in the class. Asides from that..." The teacher trailed off, noticing more students walking in, "Oh never mind its not important" he brushed it off as he excused himself and got the papers together for the days lesson. Arthur walked back his seat and continued on with his book. Alfred just watched, or at least until someone started to talk to him.
After the class was completely full with its students the Health teacher explained a project in which they would pair up with assigned partners. The project consisted of two parts a visual presentation along with the written report on the given drug. The pairings when through, groans were heard.
"Next pairing is Arthur and... Alfred with Morphine." Then continued on.
'Of all people... I'm going to end up doing all of it and still not have the secure fact I'll get an A...'
In a 1st period study Hall room.
Just finishing his work, Ivan placed it all away. Still over half the period left and he now had nothing to do... He turned to the girl who sat next him. He stared at her for a moment. If it weren't for the fact he saw her body slowly rise up and then back down, he would have guessed she was dead. But no, she's just asleep, arms crossed, head to the side and facing away from him. During the beginning of the year she did work in here but now all she does is sleep. Maybe she's one of those lazy under classmates...
Her light blonde hair reaches her shoulders; she's about over 4 inches shorter than him. If he had to guess maybe around... 5 6'? Why is he giving this much thought...? That's right he's bored. Maybe if he jabbed her in the side she would wake and he could have sort of entertainment, it's not like there aren't allowed to talk in the class. Not counting that the teacher of that class is scared of Ivan, he could never guess why...
At least he could the entertainment of waking her up... But how? He could jab her side like first thought... Or poke her side and see what happens!
The rest of the class was occupied in something else so none would notice when he did. He looked and found an opening and thinking nothing of it, poked her. In response it seems something like a small moan came out. 'Interesting...' He thought. It was then followed some soft groans of pain.
"Ah... Ow..." She complained, and she sat up, her opposite arm on her side where she was poked. "What the..." She thought as she let out a yawn. Ivan just sat and watched the response to his action. She looked straight ahead and blinked a couple of times then just softly rubbed the pain inflicted sight.
'Sensitive, da...'
She turned over to him. "What was that for?" She asked her blue eyes looking up since of the obvious height difference.
"I was bored." Ivan stated simply. Now normally people would reply with a low almost unheard oh or a rude comment (Usually just from Alfred).
"Seriously..." She sighed, and stretched. "Don't you have homework or a book to read?"
"Da... But it's already done."
"Then sleep."
"I'm not tired."
"I'm going back to sleep then,"
"That's not fun"
"Eh... When you're tired it is"
"Don't wake me up"
"No promises."
"Ugh... Please don't." And with that she went to the same position as before and went back to sleep.
"Kolkolkol" Russia unknowing chanted, simple just to be entertained yet from a different point of view it would seem more like bullying. He, just as before, poked her but with a tad of more force. Instead of that interesting sound as before she whined, "Hnnnn! Stop iitt"
"Stop what,"
"That"
"What"
"The waking me up"
"Then don't sleep, da."
"Who are you to tell me that? It's allowed, it's a human need."
"Da, that I know."
"Then, why?" She wasn't annoyed it seemed but smiled like she was talking to a small child.
"I'm bored."
"Ah... You did say that before. Then do something like..." She trailed off in a short train of thought. "Write a book!" She smiled. The teacher looked at her, about to tell her to quiet down but he caught the purple eyes of Ivan looking at him. With that the teacher continued on with his work.
"A book...?"
"Yeah, a book of something with characters"
"I'll pass, da"
"But it would give you something to do"
"I'm not a writer."
"You never know," she smiled with a slight shrug. "So your Ivan right?"
"Da" he nodded.
"Ah ok, wasn't sure. I'm Alice by the way. Just in case you didn't know." She introduced herself.
"Da I knew."
"Hm... So now what Ivan?"
"Dunno"
"Gilbert quiet! I placed you in the front so you could pay attention not yell to the other side of the class room!" Mr. Kingman yelled.
"Ugh, I hated this class last year! It's so UNawesome"
"Then actually pass this year!" He replied as he continued on passing yesterday's test.
"Man, why does it have to be before lunch? The awesome me does not approve." Gilbert complained as he crossed his send. "This was so much awesomer when Francis and Antonio were here!"
With that the teacher groaned "That was my worse class..."
"Hahaha! You mean the Awesomest!" Gilbert laughed. Mr. Kingman sighed and continued writing notes on the board about chemistry.
"But Lovino, we are ment to be together!" Antonio yelled as he chased the young Italian male.
"Fuck no! Creep!" Lovino screamed as he continued to run avoiding the Lovesick Spanish boy. Well actually this has been going on since they met. The thought of a restraining order has gone through Lovino's mind but Antonio does keep some other creeps away.
"Oh Mr. Beilschmidt!" The principal called out in a merry tone. Mr. Beilschmidt looked up, partially annoyed but then back to his paper work. It feels like the vice principal does more actual work then the principal. Continuing on with his work, it seems he didn't notice the figure in front of him, or was it that he chose to ignore him?
"Mr. Beilschmidt~" he called out. "Aw, come on!"
Mr. Beilschmidt organized his papers then spoke, "What is it now Mr. Vargas," he asked.
"Nothing much, just wondering if you're free this Friday."The other sighed,
"Did your date cancel?" he spoke as this was a normal thing!
"Yeah, apparently she wanted a long-term relationship."
"Hn."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"So you'll go?"
"Are you paying?"
"Clovis…"
"…"
"Fine I'll pay."
"So where are we going this time."
"I was thinking about some bar over in the neighboring city."
"Ah, ok and by the way,"
"Yes?"
"Here." Mr. Beilschmidt handed over the day's work.
"Thanks, saved me a ton of work Clovis."
"Roma."
"Yeah, yeah be 'Professional' at work. Or at least when there is other people around." With that (Clovis) continued on with his paper work. Now his, not Mr. Vargas'.
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Is it me or did anyone else hear Francis speak with a French accent every time he spoke?
French Translations (Sorry if the French was wrong, I used Google translator lol I don't know any French.)
Lol Haha this is probably just most popular pairing...with the messed-up-ness of me placing in new pairings ;) it might go on as like a break like this but whatever some might just b like in the background happening. But who knows what I will do ? Haha and also probably will update mad late like the others! Just stuck on wat to do w Ouran ... Darn Tamaki not knowing what to sing... Hm.. I'll probably just mess it up or somethin...