Gahhhhhh! I really like the SpainxMexico pairing.

I don't own Hetalia.

"Asshole" was the first word that came out of the pretty Mexicans mouth when she sat down at her Language Arts table. And of course as always it was directed towards the Spaniard- Antonio- that sat right across from her.

It was the Monday of the second week of, The Nations High School and Mexico- Esparanza- was new. Of course this was a high school that taught the nations how to make treaties, and how to break them. And when to beg others to marry you because your nation was going to go broke. So it didn't matter if you were new your place was already chosen.

Mexico liked her new high school. She really did. She just didn't like the fact that everyone expected her to get along with Spain. Just because she was a nation didn't mean she couldn't have personal opinions. And in her opinion Spain was a stupid womanizer, pinché puta. Story over.

Mexico smiled at her thoughts. Romano, who actually got along well with her, shifted his body noisily away. She was a dangerous woman with that smile. Germany who also sat at their table of four, glared at Romano for making so much damn noise. Romano glared back and muttered bastard under his breath.

"Now class, who can tell me the advantages of knowing other countries languages?" The teacher droned in his monotonous voice.

"…."

"Well…?"

"….."

"Very well, talk within your groups. You have five minutes before you pick someone to tell us an advantage in front of the class. Start."

Germany turned towards his group members and started to rattle of ideas.

"Vell ve could say vat it vwould be useful in international business."

Glaring at Spain, Mexico replied, "Yea sure whatever you think."

Spain stared at the table sheepishly. Composing himself he looked back up at Mexico and flashed a grin that had melted all the girls' hearts on his first day. He than turned his head towards Germany and Romano and proceeded to talk animatedly with them.

Seething Mexico just stared at Spain's turned head. She was pissed because he didn't break down in tears. She was pissed because he smiled at her. She was pissed because her stomach jumped when he did.

"Five minutes is up! Someone stand up from each table group." The teacher said.

"I elect Romano" Spain teased.

"Go fuck your boyfriend bastard"

"Romanooo you now very well I don't have one"

"Oh shut up both of you Germany go ahead stand up." Mexico snapped.

Shooting Mexico a thankful glance he stood up. Looking around the room she studied everyone else who was standing.

There was France the boy who gave her a rose when she walked in. And there was England who whacked him and told her he gave a rose to every girl he wanted to bed. Than there was Prussia whom Mexico loved dearly as a friend. And then Switzerland with a pen drawing of a gun tattooed onto his wrist. And of course Germany who was a nice person once you got past the accent.

"Okay France let's hear your reasoning of why it's good to know another nations language." The teacher nodded encouragingly at him.

"Ohonhonhon~ well monsieur I think it is important so that you can tell your new business's acquaintance wife how beautiful she is, and where she should meet you later on at night."

"Bloody git!" England snarled from across the room.

"Mr. England thoughts to ourselves please. Now how about you Prussia?"

"Ksesesesesese~ I would use my awesome languages skittles to ask where the nearest liquor store is!"

"….." the teacher stared at Prussia, "Class please get out your planners"

….After L.A…

"You idiot Prussia! Now we have extra homework!" England yelled. Half of the countries were behind England ready to beat the shit out of Prussia.

"Oh shut the hell up England, why don't you go pop France's cherry?" snarled Mexico. She grabbed Prussia's arm and led him down the hall towards the lunchroom.

"Prussia there are times when you should keep your mouth shut."

"But my awesome mouth has things to be said! And my awesome mouth is totally awesome. You can ask Hungary she agrees with me"

"Eww shut up that's nasty."

Cackling he tousled her hair, "You know you like it!" Prussia did think Mexico was cute. Or maybe just drop dead gorgeous. She had a perfect figure. Not unlike an hourglass. She had gold-copper skin, with silky dark brown hair. And very pretty jade eyes with tawny ringing her pupil. But Prussia preferred his Hungary. Besides Mexico had a filthy enough mouth to be friends with him. And she out drank him once. Which he almost never forgave her for.

"Don't flatter yourself pinché-"

"Oh my bad, you'd prefer Spain's mouth to mine huh?"

"Wha-!"

"Hola Anza! Hola amigo!" Spain had jogged up next to them.

"Hey Spain! Me and your girlfriend were just talking about you!"

"You were?" Spain shot an inquisitive glance at Mexico.

"No we weren't Bastardo! Now fuck off!"

"Romano's rubbing off on you isn't he Mexico?" teased Prussia.

Shoving a laughing Prussia away she sped up her walk to leave the two idiots behind.

…After Mexico has her lunch….

This was the time Mexico hated the most. It always confused her. Where should she sit? She would sit with the Latin American countries but the boys were always so over protective. And all the girls were just involved in the chisme. Not that she didn't mind hearing about France's latest scandals, and the pictures of yaoi that were usually found in Hungary's locker.

Most of the time she would sit in the weirdest group of the lunchroom. With Prussia, France, Germany, Russia (one of her favorite friends) Romano, Japan and even Spain. Even though she ignored him.

Or sometimes she would sit with the other girls. Hungary, Seychelles, Belgium, Liechtenstein, she especially liked talking to Belarus. Once you got past her, Help-me-become-one-with-my-brother-or-I'll-kill-you, she was an extremely good friend. Or Poland. She got along with people who weren't straight, the best. That's why I like to hang out with you, was what she told Prussia.

The other 25% of the time she sat down with Switzerland. Usually he isolated himself and the first time she plunked herself down in front of him Cuba had ran up to yank her back into a safety zone. But he was a nice enough person; he could handle some bashing and could even shoot back some esteem crushing comments himself. A prospect Mexico looked for in a man.

He was kind of like when she first met Spain. Spain was perfect. He was funny and she could tell him anything. Than he did the unthinkable. The unforgivable. He had used her. He used her to get to her father. Her father who still believed in the old ways of the Aztecs. Her father who's beliefs landed him in a mental facility far away from Mexico. He had tried to tell her it was for her own good. That he cared about her that was why he did it. But she was too stubborn. She closed herself off entirely from him. Her first true friend. All because she was too stubborn to admit she loved him enough to forgive him.

Holding in angry tears she turned away from the lunchroom and walked outside the door to one of the secluded school gardens. Sitting down on a stone bench in the farthest garden from the lunchroom she tossed her sandwich into the pond.

Shame on you she thought you are sitting out here like a coward and now you throw food into the pond? You use to be hungry enough to eat this shit the school board calls lunch. Stop being so spoiled.

"I know! I'm pathetic" she groaned, "I'm a pathetic stupid, too stubborn to admit I love someone-"

"Beautiful, independent, amazing, woman who makes my heart drop every time I see her." Interrupted a smooth Spanish tilted voice.

Turning around Mexico gaped at Spain. Where the hell did he come from?

Recollecting herself she glared at Spain. "What the hell do you want?"

"Uhm I came to see if you were okay."

"I don't need another stupid Macho male to watch me I have enough brothers for that. So you leave me alone now." Turning away from Spain she picked up her sandwich deprived lunch and walked out the exit towards the photo lab.

"Mexico…I'm sorry. I really am. Why won't you talk to me?"

"Because I hate you" sang Mexico still walking away from him.

Well! The inner Spain thought, Are you just gonna let her walk away from you idiot?

"I know you don't hate me Mexico!"

"Oh yea? What makes you think that?" she said still walking away from him.

"Spain scrambled for thoughts, "Because a little birdie told me"

Mexico swirled around. "What little birdie?" she said dangerously low.

Oh shit Spain thought, Getting Mexico mad was like playing with fire.

"I can't name little birdies!" taunted Spain, what the hell am I doing! I don't know any birdies!

"Spain who told you?"

"So you do like me!"

"I never said that!"

"Than why are you panicking?"

"I'm not panicking!" she screamed pulling her hair out.

"Yes you are!" smirked Spain advancing towards her. The tables were turned and now he was at the advantage.

Growling Mexico backed up. It was scary the animalistic stare in his eyes.

You like it! The inner Mexico hissed.

"Fuck off!" Mexico yelled to herself and to Spain.

"Only with you" He smiled.

"Arrggghh!" she turned around and sprinted towards the photo lab. With Spain right behind her.

Slamming the door shut behind her she stopped next to a counter breathing heavily. Stepping back into a firm chest.

She squeaked and immediately smacked her forehead. Of all the pathetic noises! She felt arms encircle her.

"Mexico I know you don't hate me…" he taunted sweetly.

Growling she struggled to get out of his grip. She gave up after 2 seconds. Spain fought with bulls, she only weighed 120. She relaxed into his grip.

"Your right…I don't hate you" she said leaning her head back onto his chest. Spain loosened his grip a little to rest his head on her shoulder. He sighed a little.

"I fucking despise you!" stomping on his foot she escaped his grasp and ran…straight into the wall. The photo lab could only be so big.

She cried out and held her face for a second and then positioned herself as far away from Spain as possible. Staring down at him on the floor with only a table blocking the two.

Holding his injured toe he looked up at Mexico, "Mi Reina….Bonita"

Glaring at him she felt bad for Russia. Is this what it felt like to have someone endlessly coming after you? Except…maybe she did love Spain.

"Mexico are you still mad at me?" Spain asked quietly. He missed having his head on her shoulders. He missed smelling her scent of Chili peppers, gardenias and the ocean.

Mexico had always prepared for this question. Always. She had imagined what she would say to him. Cussing him out and smacking him around until he had to eat through a tube. But that's not what came out of her mouth she didn't beat him up.

Even though her mind was screaming at her to just kick his balls of she walked around the table and sat down next to him. And much against the stubbornness inside of her she told him the truth.

"No…" she whispered. "I love you Spain a lot. You piss me off every day but I'm not mad at you. Not anymore."

Smiling he let go of his "injured toe" and pulled her towards him.

"Ha! Spain is victorious! I knew you loved me!"

"Who told you? I didn't tell anyone!" she growled a little surprised at his sudden change in moods.

Spain lied. Even if no one told him he didn't want to piss her off now.

"Ohh a little birdie called Prussia. And even he knows that behind all your hate you can't help but love me! The Conquistador of the school!"

She growled, "Yea yea shut the fuck up and kiss me" yanking him down.

….Next day…..

"Ksesesese~ France guess what happened last night!" Prussia snickered.

"You drove Hungary up your bedroom wall again?" France asked bored.

"Ksesese-GAK!" he was interrupted by Mexico who had slapped him across the face.

"You should really learn to shut you mouth sometimes Prussia." Mexico smirked and walked back to Spain who was waiting for her by the door of Math class. She took his hand and they walked in together.

Looking back Spain winked at Prussia while his mouth hung open. Chuckling France closed it for him and said something about walking by the girl's locker room. Leaving Prussia to wonder about what his stupid mouth did this time.

Bleh! Review please. I don't think this couple gets a lot of attention. And I like it. My guilty pleasure xD.

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