A/N:
This is a fanfic request from someone, and the story is set in AU Gakuen Hetalia, the World Academy, basically the same place and time as my twoshot "Rain."
CHAPTER 1: Transfer Student
Wang Yao sat in the front row of the classroom at World Academy. It was first period, and most of the students in his class were half asleep, still groggy despite breakfast. Yao, however, was awake and alert, like the model student he was. His textbook was open to the correct place, and his notebook was open to a blank page. Yao was ready with his mechanical pencil in hand.
The teacher cleared his throat, "Ahem! Good morning, class!" Yao looked up and noticed a tall student standing next to the teacher. He did not recognize this new boy. The students around Yao seemed to wake up more, and they whispered amongst themselves.
"Is that a new student?" Francis whispered.
"Of course, you git!" Arthur hissed back. "Why else would there be some random new kid here?"
A new student aru? Yao wondered.
The teacher cleared his throat again, "May I please have your attention, class! This is our new transfer student. He has come all the way from Russia, so please do be friendly with him. His name is Ivan Braginski."
"Good morning, da!" Ivan greeted everyone with a childish smile. The teacher motioned for Ivan to take a seat, and he chose the empty seat that was to the right of Yao.
Yao smiled friendily in greeting to the tall Russian, but soon focused his attention on his notebook. He wrote the date neatly in the upper right corner, and then turned his attention to the teacher, who was beginning class.
Ivan hummed a happy little tune, and Yao glanced over at him, slightly annoyed. Is he even taking notes aru? he wondered. Yao peeked discreetly at Ivan's notebook, and was shocked to see that it was covered in doodles... about vodka. And the phrase, "Become one, da?" was scribbled all over the place. Along with lots of "Kol kol kol's." What is this aru? Yao gasped inwardly as his eyes widened. Ivan looked up at him, and Yao quickly averted his gaze. The Chinese boy wondered if this new transfer student was one of those trouble-making hooligans. Vodka was... well, it was alcohol. And here at the World Academy, there were strict rules regarding alcohol. Of course, Yao was aware that not everyone followed the rules... but he always followed the rules. Wang Yao was the model student.
Yao packed up his books and belongings into his backpack as the bell rang, swinging his backpack over his shoulder. He felt the new transfer student's gaze on his back. Yao decided to ignore it, and he exited the classroom, heading to his second period class.
Ivan watched Yao closely, noting how heavy the backpack looked on his petite figure. He took an interest in this Asian boy; he looked exotically beautiful. Ivan admired the glossiness of Yao's dark hair, and how his ponytail swung from side to side as he walked. Ivan continued to follow Yao rather closely behind.
Yao felt heavy footsteps close behind him. Is that new student following me aru? he wondered. As he turned into his math class, he felt sick to his stomach as he noticed that the new student followed him into the same classroom as well. Yao let out a silent sigh, and sat down in his usual seat... and Ivan took the seat right next to him.
"Hello, da!" Ivan greeted, leaning his head on his hand and gazing at Yao. "We are in the same class for math too!"
"Oh, yes, I suppose we are aru!" Yao replied, trying to be friendly. Maybe he is just lonely aru? Yao wondered. After all, he is a new student aru...
"I am Ivan! What's your name?" he asked.
"My name is Yao, Wang Yao, aru!" Yao replied as he opened up his math binder.
"That's a beautiful name, da!" Ivan proclaimed rather loudly.
Yao felt his cheeks turn pink, and he stared down at the page of notes in his binder, ignoring what Ivan had just said. Even without looking at the Russian next to him, Yao knew that Ivan was staring at him...
Ivan noted to himself, Yao is so cute, da! When he blushes, his cheeks turn so pink! And he has that cute look in his eyes... it reminds me of little kitties! His eyes are so chocolate-y brown... I can just stare at them and get lost in them... Ivan smiled to himself, and then declared silently, I like him!
