A/N: Gakuen Hetalia Oneshots! Because actually configuring a decent plot using continuity is hard!

Understand that coherency doesn't really apply here, all stories aren't consistent with one another.

This is my 11th commission for Rochu-Squad's newest contest ending on June 30th (I plan on submitting more, too).

Basically RoChu, but gender-bent into femslash. I mean, I can't be the only one who loves it. I choose Gakuen Hetalia because, as a lesbian high school girl, it made things so much easier. Not just Ivan and Yao, but everyone has been gender-bent and femslashed (*mercilessly*). And please be wary of massive amounts of FLUFF. Don't like, don't complain. You have been warned.

Pairings: Rochu (main), USxUK, Giripan, GerIta, Spamano, implied UKxChina

I'm almost done, I promise!

Gender-Bent Names: I mostly stole these off of the Hetalia Wiki term page and Wikipedia.

Russia/Ivan – Ivanna (No, I'm not just being lazy, this is actually the female equivalent to Ivan)

China/Yao – Yae

Lithuania/Toris – Torin

England/Arthur – Alice "Igiko"

France/Francis – Marianne "Frani"

Germany/Ludwig – Luise

Italy/Feliciano – Felicia

Italy/Lovino – Lovina

Spain/Antonio – Isabel

Prussia/Gilbert – Maria

Austria/Roderick - Leonie

Hungary/Elizabeta - Daniel

DISCLAIMER:I don't own, sorry.

Minutes in Heaven

No matter who you were at school, you knew who Marianne, aka Frani, was (mostly due to her position as the school announcer). The blue eyes and butter blonde hair usually tied into a messy bun; the light skin and enviable figure; the arch enemy of one Alice Kirkland. But, if you were accepted within Frani's close circle of friends, you would be able to see the diva's much less seen side, too. During her first year of high school before her brutal falling-out with Alice, Yae herself had managed to worm her way close to the tight circle that was commonly referred to as "The Bad Touch Trio" and friends, a group consisting of long time best friends Frani, Maria and Isabel, who were infamous for their outlandish behavior involving something similar to a rivalry with first year Leonie Edelstein and her boyfriend, Daniel. Yae herself had never really figured out the bizarre circumstances, but did remember her early days sitting with Alice and the trio at lunch. A few significant memories involved Frani's friendly behavior that implicated moments of her delicately kissing Yae's hand…and arms…and cheeks, which led to an irritated Alice hitting the pretty French girl in the face with something conveniently located on her tray.

Two years later, and Yae still found herself sitting at the table with the same girls, confused as normal, but found comfort in the presence of not only Kiki, sitting calmly next to Alice, but Amelia, sitting on Alice's other side and talking up a storm while chewing a disgusting-looking American hamburger, and Ivanna, who kept a pleasant attendance next to her. There were other occupants at the table, too, that being the first year German Luise and the Italian sisters, Felicia and Lovina (the latter sitting with a deep scowl next to Isabel), but Yae only knew them as Kiki's friends that had rarely spoken to them if at all.

On one day close to the start of summer, Frani, out of the blue, stood from her seat and commanded the attention of the table. She was wearing the academy's required uniform, but buttoned down at the chest much more than necessary and decorated with what Amelia referred to as 'French Trinkets'. "Okay guys," she began, her slight French accent surfacing in her sentences through her 'H' pronounciation. "I 'ope you all have nothing to do on Saturday night, because you're all invited to my amazingly cool sleepover Saturday evening!" Yae looked up from whatever her food was supposed to be in surprise, watching Frani with keen interest. This sleepover announcement had happened every year she had been present at the table, and every year, with a peck on the hand and a wink, she had been invited. The first year, upon Alice's request, Yae had declined the invitation after hearing of what could happen to her if she did go, making up some bogus excuse as to why her schedule had prevented her from attending. The second time the sleepover had appeared in conversation at the lunch table, Yae, no longer under Alice's influence, had actually contemplated what this get-together would actually be like, but once again turned down Frani out of fear of losing her dignity or something even worse, and spent her night in the dorm reading instead.

But now, at their third and final year in high school, Frani was having another slumber party, and Yae found her mind wandering. What could possibly be at this party? Who knows, maybe it would be fun.

"Is that allowed?" Luise asked, her deep and serious voice sounding foreign since she was usually quiet.

Frani turned with a grin that could easily be described as devious. "But of course! I've done it every year, so 'ow is this one any different?" She was seated by now. "But remember, be extremely quiet on your way up to our room; refrain from wearing loud shoes and keep voices down. If you're caught, you're on your own." Yae watched in slight humor as Luise almost fell out of her seat and Alice pinched the bridge of her nose as a headache formed, her glasses shifting awkwardly on her face.

"I'll be there!" Felicia exclaimed with a wide grin, extending her arm and wrapping it around Luise's neck as the other girl hid her blush.

"Count me it," Amelia added with a thumbs up, earning her a shocked look from Alice.

"You can't be serious. This is Frani that we're talking about; if you fall asleep in a room with her, you'd wake up with locks of hair missing or something hidden inside your clothes or…" She shivered, and threw a quick glare at the blonde faking a mock gasp.

"Of, Igiko, darling, I'm so insulted! Why would you accuse Moi of doing such awful things?"

"Oh, I could name a few good reasons-"

She was interrupted by Amelia. "C'mon, Igiko, just give it a shot. Don't jump to conclusions!"

Yae realized how little she was interested in this conversation when only bits of what Alice said managed to make sense.

"…don't call me…"

"…I would know better…"

And, of course, Alice's ever famous "…don't fuck with me…!"

"Hey, Yae."

She looked up, light brown mixing with a dark violet. "Yeah?"

Ivanna smiled, her eyes closing with its arrival. "Why don't we go to Frani's party together? It sounds like fun."

Despite her previous thoughts, Yae still had to hesitate. The prospect of getting in trouble for breaking school policy (or at least, she figured that it was) seemed very miniscule in the long run due to the surprising lack of authority wandering the halls at night, but was still frightened off by Alice's words from three years ago. It seems that the English girl had yet to go to this party either, but unlike Yae, she seemed far more reluctant to go, even with Amelia playfully poking her in the cheek and begging loudly for her to go with a large grin plastered across her jaw. Yae's gaze wandered from Ivanna, to Alice and Amelia, and then to Frani, sitting comfortably between Isabel, who was quietly attempting to chat with an annoyed Lovino, and Maria, who was crumpling up paper and throwing it at her younger sister's head. The French girl looked at Alice and Amelia with something of easy and confidence dominating her composed expression. Was she really as bad as Alice claimed she was?

Yae quickly shook her head. Alice was probably just exaggerating. She turned back to Ivanna. "Sure, that sounds nice, aru." And, finishing off her food, she felt secure as Ivanna grabbed her hand gently and held them together.

Saturday Night

Maybe Alice hadn't been exaggerating after all.

Yae sat in a surprisingly large circle of girls, some of which she'd never even met, and waited for her inevitable turn in the closet. As it turns out, Frani was into…certain things, and, after a quick introduction between new acquaintances and settling into the room, the French girl had forced them to sit together in a large circle around her space (which was lacking to begin with). The Chinese girl noticed Alice, irritated with crossed arms, choosing a spot by Kiki in favor of the one by Amelia. Yae couldn't help feel pity when seeing a slightly sad look in the girl's blue eyes; Alice may have been forced there, but it was still a hurtful thing to do.

A bottle was placed within the center of the circle. "Alright, let's start playing!" Frani announced. "Everyone knows 'ow to play 'Akatsuki', right?" There seemed to be a mutual agreement as to the rules of this game, and, out of fear of being called out, Yae refrained from admitting that, no, she had no idea what the game was and what it would entail. Throughout her childhood, Yae found that she'd been less than popular with her peers, and when those rare occasions would rise in which she was invited to sleepovers, they usually consisted of makeovers using the host's mother's makeup box or decorating your own pair of flip-flops with strands of fun fabric. But that had been during elementary and middle school; her being surrounded by high school aged girls most certainly changed the games they were going to play.

Yae watched from her seat between Ivanna and Amelia as, one by one, girls would spin the bottle. Through observations, she noted that whichever direction the top end of the bottle landed happened upon another girl, and the chosen participant and the original roller would retreat together into a nearby closet, emerging exactly seven minutes later and sitting back down. These sessions were timed with an egg timer Frani had apparently taken from the kitchen staff, and each time it went off, she would knock on the door and personally escort the first pair out before ushering another in.

After a few girls had their go, it was Amelia's turn, and when the bottle decided to halt in Alice's direction, she gave a triumphant punch into the air. "Yeah!" Yae noticed the lack of enthusiasm in Alice's cat-like emerald eyes, and was finally coerced into the smaller space by sheer physical force by both the hyper American and Frani, who quickly closed the door after them. A few girls snickered, and Yae could only question why inwardly as her stomach erupted with butterflies, her turn nearing.

The timer went off, and Frani took to pounding on the door and commanding the duo out, which they eventually did. As she moved to sit down, Yae saw that the American's shirt (subtly advertising the stripped American flag) seemed slightly jumbled and wrinkled.

"Alright Yae," Frani said, calling her out of her thoughts. "Your turn."

Yae felt nervous, but complied and reached for the bottle, twisting her wrist and letting go. She watched as it quickly slowed to a steady pace, and her heart beat as it decelerated even further until it reached a stopping point. She looked in its direction, and widened her eyes upon it landing on Alice's slouched figure. The two made eye contact, and Alice, letting in a quick breath, was about to argue when Yae felt something strong grasping at her wrist, forcibly lifting her up. Eyes moving to see what was happening, she was surprised to see Ivanna, all humor gone from her face, moving her around the other girls and all but pushed her into the open closet, the tall girl giving Alice and Frani a quick glare before shutting the door behind them.

Anger formed within Yae as darkness overtook them both as the door closed. "What the hell was that, aru?"

She received no verbal answer, but instead, in the darkness of that closet, felt strong arms encircling her from her waist and pulling her up into a tight hug. The close contact caused a blush to gleam in Yae's cheeks, invisible to Ivanna's eyes, all strife gone.

"Um, Ivanna…I don't know what to do, I've never played this game before, aru."

"Don't worry, my precious Yae. You don't have to do anything."

And their lips met.

At first Yae was hesitant to the sudden warmth, but melted into the soft touches running along her sides, and wrapped her arms around the taller girl's neck as the kiss deepened.

'Oh god…'

They were caught off guard when Frani knocked on the door and asked if they were done. In the course of seven minutes, Ivanna had managed to undo the carefully styled bun in Yae's hair, her free hand tenderly playing with shoulder-length strands of silky black hair as Yae's pink lips had spread and allowed the other's tongue's penetration. For a few seconds, they ignored their host as they continued, but finally broke for air with sharp breaths. Yae felt herself falling limp against the younger girl's body, head resting just above Ivanna's chest, the sound of a pounding heart ringing in her ear. Their moment of rest was short as another knock sounded from the door, and wordlessly, they decided to resume where they left off later.

After leaving the closet, the two received many looks of many different expressions; Frani watched them retreating to their originally seating with a devilish grin, promoting the idea that she had a pretty good idea of what was going on; some girls looked confused while others sent them smiles and encouraging thumbs up. Maria, lounging on Frani's bed with Isabel, even had the guts to call out, "Nice job peggin' it, Romeo!" Some girls giggled.

Yae sat again next to Amelia, who grinned wildly, eyes wide. "Damn, I've never seen you so angry, Iva." The blonde then turned her blue eyes to her. "She must really like you!"

Yae took a moment to look over at Ivanna, who was being congratulated by the one sitting next to her. A smile overtook her face.

"Yeah, I guess you're right, aru."

End

Mm, lesbians. We make the world go 'round.

Again, I'm writing more as you read this, and I plan on submitting more. Oh, and I absolutely FAIL at smut. And this isn't even smut. That just shows how bad I am at writing it.

Like my oneshot? Please, humor me and review, favorite, anything. Everything helps.