Chapter 1: Welcome to the new global high school in America

Matthew sighed as his brother Alfred dragged him from their parents car wondering what he got himself into. Somehow, he had been talked into going into a school that got students from all over the world, Matthew wasn't the most social person in Canada so he refused to go at first when Alfred asked him. Alfred seemed to know how to convince him though they had been separated most of their life.

Matthew was born in Canada and Alfred was born in America, they were twins but they were born on a plane trip when their parents were moving to Canada. When they separated two years later Alfred was taken back to America by his father and Matthew stayed in Canada with his mother.

Their parents had agreed to send them to this school if they both agreed, Alfred was all up for it, he said something along the lines of "A hero was open for new challenges!"

Matthew was happy where he was though he got ignored a lot, that was the way he preferred it. His mother, however, thought it would be nice if he 'expanded his horizons' and got some new friends. Alfred bugged him all summer about it when he declined until he said yes.

Matthew already missed Vancouver, where he was raised, he missed the hot summers and cold winters. Now he was in the International School of America, which was the huge white building he was getting dragged into. They're belongings were all in they're dorms waiting for them, except the polar bear, Mr Kumajiro, Matthew hangs on to all the time.

Before you ask, yes its a real polar bear, and one of Matthews only friends, he had human friends but preferred to keep his bear more. For some reason the bear stopped growing when he was a cub and now is the size of an average dog. Unlike most humans and pets, Matthew and Kumajiro have built an understanding to each other so they know when somethings wrong.

"Here we are bro! Aren't you excited?" Alfred exclaimed when they got through the doors, Matthew finally giving up his struggling and looking around.

"... not really." was his only reply, but on the inside he felt a mixture of a bit of excitement, anxiety, nervousness, and a bit nauseated.

Matthew followed his brother to the front desk in the main office, where a women with light brown hair held to the side a bit by flowers with kind eyes sat.

"Hello there, welcome to the International School of America, are you new students here?" She asked in a sweet voice.

"Yep! I'm Alfred F. Jones and this is my brother Matthew Williams!" Alfred boasted, Matthew had his mothers maiden name, which explained the different surnames.

She typed something on her computer and when she looked back at them handing them each papers and a key, "Here are all your classes, your room numbers, and the rules here. I hope you two enjoy it here!"

Matthew and Alfred walked away, thanking the nice women and compared classes and dorms.

"It looks like we're right beside each other." Matthew said in his usual small voice.

"Yeah, and we have to have roommates, I wonder where they will be from and what they will be like." Alfred mused.

On the way to they're dorms they heard yelling coming from the next hallway, "You stupid frog!"

"Dis is made in England, no? It iz certainly not made in France."

"This 'French Letter' was made by your country, I know it! You have to be the sick pervert whom invented it!"

A confused Alfred and Matthew followed the voices toward an area that looked like a living room, it had ocean blue walls, many beanbag chairs and a few couches littered the floor, there was a fifty inch flat screen behind the two arguing teens the brothers had heard.

"Hah, this looks like this could be interesting!" Alfred plopped down on one of the been bags as the one with the bushy eyebrows started to strangle the other with the french accent.

"Shouldn't we be trying to stop them?" Matthew wondered, sitting next to his brother.

"They won't get too serious, they never do." said a boy as he walked in. He had dark short hair with a curl in it, his sweaters sleeves were too big and covered his hands. "I'm Im Yong Soo, I'm from Korea, by the way."

"I'm Alfred F. Jones, America."

"Matthew Williams, Canada." Matthew put in holding Kumajiro a bit closer.

"Whoa, is that a polar bear?"

"Yeah, this is Mr Komajiru."

"Kumajiro." Alfred corrected, Matthew always got Mr Kumajio's name wrong in return for him not remembering who Matthew is.

"That's pretty cool! I guess I shouldn't be surprised since Aniki was aloud to bring his panda." Im grinned sheepishly at them.

"Who's that?" asked the Alfred.

"That would be me, aru" Matthew looked behind Im and saw a boy with brown hair held back in a loose ponytail and a bamboo basket on his back holding a small panda, he smiled at the brothers before scowling at the Korean. "My name is Yao Wang and this is Panda, We're from China, aru. Those two are Arthur Kirkland from England and Francis Bonnefoy from France."

It looked like the two were starting to get warn out, and soon broke apart quitting their fighting completely. When they noticed that there were others in the room quickly they regained their composure.

"Sorry 'bout zat, we didn't notice you there." said the one Matthew guessed was Francis.

Matthew decided he would leave to go look for his room, the others must have already forgotten he was there anyways. "Hey, Mattie! Where you going?" 'That's a first...' thought Matthew.

"I'm just gonna go find my room." replied Matthew.

"Alright, later bro."

With that Matthew left the room hearing part of their conversation before he left down the hall, too far to hear. He was looking at the paper that had his room number on it, completely lost of where he was going when he accidentally bumped into someone, the force knocked him to the ground Kumajiro still in his arms.

"Ah, sorry I wasn't looking where I was going!" Matthew quickly apologized a hand was offered to him and he took it before looking up to see who he bumped into. He stiffened when he saw the person in front of him, he was a tall blonde boy with blue eyes and glasses, he was the scariest looking guy Matthew had ever seen.

"It's okay, its partly my fault too. I didn't see you there." All Matthew could do was nod, then another boy came from behind the taller boy.

"I'm Berwald Oxenstierna I'm from Sweden, and this is m' wife, Tino Väinämöinen, he's from Finland."

Flustered Tino quickly said, "D-don't make jokes like that w-when we are j-just meeting someone. Don't worry, he looks intimidating but he is pretty nice when you get to know him." he whispered the last part so only Matthew could hear.

Matthew smiled as the smaller boy tried to hide his red cheeks, "I'm Matthew Williams, from Canada and this is my polar bear, Kuma...jir...o...?." Matthew had a small smile of victory on his face for remembering his bears name, but knew he would soon forget it.

"You look a bit lost, trying to find something?" said Berwald, his deep voice alone was pretty intimidating but Matthew nodded looking down at his feet.

"Y-yeah, I can't find my room." Tino had finally calmed from being flustered and looked at the paper before smiling at Matthew.

"Sve and I can show you the way there, yours is right across from are room!" the Canadian nodded and followed the other two as Tino told him about the others in the school.

"... and you might want to avoid Natalia Alfroskaya."

"Why is that?"

"She can be really scarey and you don't want to get between her and Ivan, there isn't anything going on between them but she is stalking Ivan pretty much and says one day their going to be married and yeah... oh and just to tell you, encase you do cross paths with her, she is always carrying a knife. I don't think she really needs it though, I heard she broke through a door only using her fingernails! And Ivan is crept out by her so you know its bad to get involved with her."

Matthew had know idea who Natalia was but knew he was going to avoid her at all costs.

"We're here." said Berwald. Matthew thanked the two roommates and pushed his key in the door to his room to unlock it and walked inside.

Matthew was pretty amazed at how big the dorm was, it had two beds, one on each side of the room, the rooms were aloud to be painted and designed any way the student wanted it Matthew couldn't wait to get started. There were two windows, a mini fridge, and two medium sized dressers, the carpet was a very dark Grey with flecks of lighter Grey in it that made it almost look like the night sky, filled with stars.

Matthew looked to the bed to the left, it had his luggage on it so he guessed that that was his side of the room. Matthew had jet lag finally catch up with him, he suddenly felt really tired, putting Kumajiro down, he collapsed on the bed too tired to care he still had his shoes on. Matthew was out within seconds, Kumajiro had nothing to do so he curled up next to the Canadian deciding to take a nap.

x~x~Alfred~x~x

Alfred, Arthur, and Francis were on their way to their rooms, it turned out that Arthur was his roommate and Francis was Matthews. Alfred wondered if his brother had gotten to his room alright, he had a tendency of getting lost a lot of the time in a new place.

He knew this from one of Matthews visits, they were five and were going to go to the museum. After ten minutes of being there Matthew was missing. Alfred and his father found him half an hour later sitting on a bench next to a dinosaur fossil crying.

Alfred was so wrapped up in his thoughts he ran straight into a wall, "ouch!" he was rubbing his face and heard a pair of chuckles beside him as he was helped up by his new friends.

"Looks like your mind is in the gutter, chap." Arthur said pointedly.

"You might want to look where you are going, no?" Francis had a thick accent, making hard sometimes to hear a word he's saying.

"Just a bit worried about Mattie, he seems to get lost a lot in new places."

"Well we'll see if he got lost or not when we get to are rooms." Arthur pointed out.

Alfred shrugged and they headed to their rooms again, reaching them in only a minute.

"Do you want to check my room to make sure he made it alright?" asked Francis.

"That would be cool."

Alfred and Arthur followed Francis as he opened the door and walked in, what they saw was pretty cute. Matthew was curled up by Kumajiro both were sleeping, Alfred noticed his brother still had his shoes on and went to go take them off carefully.

"Guess he was tired from traveling." Alfred guessed quietly as he walked back over to Arthur and Francis.

"Your brother iz quite cute like that."

"Don't molest him, frog breath." Arthur said before exiting the room.

"I should unpack, later." Alfred said before exiting also.

Alfred and Arthur's bedroom was pretty much the same as Matthew's and Francis', the only difference was their stuff. Arthur had some food packed in his bag, Alfred could smell it from his side and almost threw up.

"What the hell is that disgusting... uh, what ever it is! It smells disgusting!" Alfred yelled.

"What are you, a blood hound? This is a scone, you git! I think they are good, you just don't have any taste!"

"Says the British dude that is eating something that seems to come from the garbage! Are your taste buds dead?"

This argument went on for an hour and was concluded by Alfred dragging an angry Arthur to McDonald's to get some 'real food'.

x~x~Matthew~x~x

Matthew slowly woke to hearing his brother's and someone else muffled yelling, he kept his eyes closed until he concluded that he wouldn't get back to sleep, even when his brother and the others fighting faded away. He opened his dark blue eyes only to see lighter blue eyes staring at him.

"Aah!"The Canadian quickly backed away causing him to knock his head against the wall on the other side of the bed.

"Oops sorry to startle you" said the boy, he was familiar and had a thick french accent. Matthew remembered his name was Francis, the one who was arguing with that other kid, Arthur.

"Uh, what were you doing so close to my bed?" Matthew asked hesitantly.

"Nothing..." Francis went over to his bed and sat down before Matthew could respond. "Your Matthew, right?"

Matthew nodded, "I'm your roommate, Francis."

Matthew noticed that Mr Kumajiro wasn't on his bed, he looked around and couldn't find him. "Um, do you know where my bear went?"

"He wandered out the door while you were asleep, I don't know where he is right now."

"Oh, thanks" Matthew got up and went to go find Kumajiro.

Matthew looked around for a bit trying to keep tabs on where he was at the same time, he looked in the living room to see there were more people there, Canada noticed Berwald and Tino were there talking to two others. One was a blond boy a bit taller than Tino, had glasses and green eyes, and the other was smaller than all of them and looked younger too, he had short blond hair and big blue eyes. All of the boys except Berwald were looking nervous, the blond was pretty sure it was because of how intimidating the swedish boy looked.

Matthew decided to go ask them if they saw Kumajiro anywhere, he walked over to them but none of them noticed him until he gave a small cough.

"Oh hey Matthew, whats up?" Tino gave a small, slightly quivering, smile.

"I'm looking for Mr Kuma... er... my polar bear, have you seen where him?"

"I thought I saw him! I think he was headed for the cafeteria. Oh! And this is Raivis Galante, from Latvia," he gestured to the smaller boy "and Eduard Von Bock from Estonia" he gestured to the boy with the glasses.

"Hi I'm Matthew from Canada."

After saying their greetings Matthew asked the way to the cafeteria and was given directions from Berwald. He quickly made his way there, not wanting to miss the bear.

The cafeteria smelt delicious, and was strong enough of a smell to be smelt from a couple hallways away. He hurried to the double doors and when he came inside was almost overwhelmed with all the different foods.

Matthew shook his head to clear it, he was only there to find Kumajiro and could get something to eat later. His stomach growled as he realized he hadn't eaten since he was on the plane almost five hours ago, so he decided to hurry up.

The Canadian looked around and spotted three boys that were the only others there. One had light brown hair with a single curl a little like Matthews, another was a taller blond with blue eyes, and the third one that seemed not to be participating much in the conversation had black hair and dull brown eyes.

Matthew wanted to hurry so he went over to the others to ask them if they had seen the small polar bear.

"Um excuse me..."

"Whoa! You just appeared out of no where!" the brown haired boy had an accent that Matthew couldn't quite place.

"Uh yeah, have you seen my polar bear? I was told he headed in this direction."

"Oh that cute bear is yours? He's right over there, he looked hungry so I gave him a fish! I was going to give him pasta but Kiku said bears like fish more." Matthew looked to where he pointed and saw Kumajiro eating a fish close by, Kumajiro looked up as if he knew he was being talked about and said, "Who are you?"

Matthew sighed, "Matthew, try to remember me, will you?" Kumajiro just went back to eating his fish.

"Matthew, right?" said the blond, Matthew nodded, "I'm Ludwig, from Germany this is Kiku Honda, from Japan and Feliciano Vargas."

"Nice to meet you, my name is Matthew Williams, I'm from Canada."

"I thought you were American." said Feliciano.

Matthew stayed in the cafeteria with his three new friends and ate some pancakes, with extra maple syrup on it, and kept an eye on Kuma just in case he wandered off again.

"How can you never get sick of that stuff? This is the millionth time I've seen you eat pasta today!" Ludwig was saying.

"Ve! Pasta is the best, I could never get sick of it!"

Matthew didn't put much in for any comments and figured they had probably forgotten him already. He was used to it though, everybody forgot him at least once, so it surprised them when they included him in the conversation.

"How much syrup did you put on those? I swear, there's more syrup on those pancakes then there are pancakes!"Ludwig pointed out.

Matthew shrugged after getting over his shock, "Its just how I always had them."

Your almost as bad as that kid we saw earlier when it comes to pancakes it seems. He seemed to be trying to eat as many burgers as he could in a second and eat at the same time! He considerably a lot like you." Kiku spoke, for the first time during the conversation.

Matthew smiled, "You must be talking about Alfred my brother. He really likes hamburgers, once he told me that they cure fevers and stuff but I don't think that would work. Hah, once I got a fever when I visited him and Dad and he put a burger on my forehead while I was sleeping!" Matthew laughed, Ludwig and Kiku had slight amusement on their faces, Feliciano seemed to be considering if it would work.

Just then Alfred and Arthur came through the door, Alfred as usual, was eating a burger and shake. England seemed a bit mad, but that was at least not unsuspected, if he had seen the American eat it could make any body want to be a vegetarian.

"I can't believe you thought McDonald's was a proper meal for dinner, you git." Arthur was complaining.

"What? You seemed to be enjoying yourself, I even heard you say the food was good when I was going to get more burgers!"

"How do you eat so many of those anyway? Your going to get fat!"

"I'm not fat! Do I look fat to you?" Alfred said with an exasperated look on his face.

"Well, no. At least not yet, but keep eating like that and I promise you, you will."

Alfred shook his head, then noticed Matthew for the first time. "Hey, Mattie! You don't think I'm fat, do you?"

Matthew smiled "I don't think I want to get involved in that argument."

"Dat loud mouth iz your brother?" Ludwig asked, Matthew nodded. "I can zee vhy you complain about him zo much."

Despite only knowing the three for a short amount of time, they already knew that the Canadian had troubles about his sibling and could rant for hours of how everybody thinks he's Alfred and gets the beatings that the American deserves. Since their parents thought it would be best the twins kept in touch, Alfred and Matthew took turns visiting each other once a month. Alfred was always a jerk to pretty much everybody that was there, so that cause Matthew quite a bit of grief.

"Yeah..." is all Matthew got out before the American sat down next to him, making a big show of it also.

"Wow, you already have friends! Hah, and you thought you wouldn't get any, I told you that you would." Alfred laughed obnoxiously before shoveling burgers into his mouth again. Arthur came and sat next to Alfred soon and began eating what looked like something that should go in the trash and smelled horrible.

"Wmth ith fath?" (What is that?) Alfred exclaimed through his food, barely understandable.

"Really Alfred, you should mind your manners and chew and swallow your food before you say something. And this here is real food, scones made the way they are supposed to be, from England."

"It lookz revolting." The German across the table said.

"Gross..." was all the Italian said before digging into his pasta. Kiku was looking at it with a weird look on his face Matthew decided was disgust.

They all went on with conversations with occasional comments from Feliciano about pasta, Matt was pretty sure it would be close to impossible to get in the conversation now and decided to go back to his room picking up Kumajiro and saying a quick goodbye.

On his way down the hall away from the cafeteria, he heard a crash and yelling coming from the direction he was coming from. Matthew rolled his eyes, typical of Alfred to make a huge show of nothing.

Deciding he didn't really have anything he needed to do Matthew put Kumajiro in his room and went outside to have a cigarette. There were enough trees surrounding the area to hide that he was smoking from the teachers, since it was about a ten minute drive out of town.

Matthew headed for a random spot that was hidden enough from the school so he wouldn't get caught, and silently lit the cigarette. He heard footsteps coming from the school towards him, from the sounds of it they were running.

"GET BACK HERE! I'M GONNA PLUMMAL YOU TO DUST, YOU IDIOT!" yelled a girl that sounded too close for Matthews comfort.

"Keseseses, you gotta catch me first, you pan swinging bitch!" yelled back some boy in an arrogant voice.

It seemed he had somehow gotten out of her sights because he heard a bush nearby rustle and the girl say in a menacing, creepy voice, "Where are you Gilbert? You've still gotta pay for what you have done!"

Matthew shivered from hearing that, though it wasn't directed at him it was still disturbing. Matthew heard a slight rustle next to him when a boy with white hair and red eyes came through the bush, a small chick following.

"Birdie?"

"Gilbert, what are you-?" Gilbert quickly covered Matthews mouth with his hand, signaling for him to be quiet.

Matthew heard the girl from earlier near their hiding place. When she was going away Gilbert let go of Matthew, at the same time letting out a sigh of relief. "Sorry about that Matt, I had to get away from that psychotic bitch."

Matthew nodded his agreement, "Yeah it sounded like she was ready to kill you, what did you do?"

"You think I did something? I did nothing!" Gilbert tried to look hurt but his amusement could show on his face clear as daylight.

"It was something perverted, wasn't it?"

"... maybe."

Matthew laughed, he had met Gilbert when they were kids, his parents were having a fight so his father took him to live with some relatives in Canada leaving his mother and little brother in Germany, this is where Matthew met him. Alfred had been visiting at the time and decided from the first moment he met him, he hated Gilbert.

Gilbert and Matthew had become close friends almost immediately, therefore Alfred had to get used to him. After a year of living in Canada, his parents finally made up and he had to leave to go back to his original country. He always insisted that it was Prussia but seeing as Prussia isn't even a country anymore Matthew dismissed him.

"Are you going to this school too?" Gilbert smiled largely at Matthew's question.

"Yep, now we can hang out like we used to! No one should be away from the awesome me as long as you have!"Matthew laughed, it seemed Gilbert hadn't changed a bit over the years.

"Hey, when did you start smoking? That's not a very healthy habit you know."

"Yeah, I know, everybody knows. I started a few years ago."

They started talking about things that happened since they last seen each other and what changed (or hasn't changed in some cases). Gilbert was pretty much the same as he was when they were kids, one thing Matthew hoped he grew out of was teasing him. They sat talking for a while until Matthew finished his cigarette and headed back to the school.

I know I haven't updated my other stories in a long time but I started watching more Hetalia, then I also made up a whole bunch of stories for it. So the Naruto stories might not get finished, sorry, but on the bright side I'm not dead! :D

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