Hey guys!~ So, I just really was in the mood to write something different, so here is...different. This is sort of like an AU where the Hetalians are in school and they are not countries. They are regular people, so... I don't know a lot of their names so I'm probably going to be going to the wikia to find out their names xD Uhm...I am still updating my other stories, I would like to try to never abandon a story unless I really don't like it or something I guess... I mean, if you guys like it then I'll try to keep it going but if I really lose interest and decide... I just can't then it could likely happen. Abandoning the story I mean. Or I'll let you guys know and say, 'hey, losing interest, can anyone think of things I could do to make the story more interesting? Anything I could toss in?' or something like that.

(I'm writing so many stuffs... o.e; )

Now then, moving on... xD
This story is high school and human names used...uhm...I do not own Hetalia. Oh, they are in their second year of High school! :)

Please, enjoy and tell me what you think!~ There might also be some pairings but I dunno yet...(I really like pairing people up xD it's cute :3)

It was too early in the morning to be getting up. But he had no choice, if he was going to be on time. Gathering up his uniform of a white button down, a khaki sweater vest, and navy blue pants, Matthew Williams headed for the bathroom to freshen up.

Once finished, he quickly got his shoes and socks and slipped them on. Next, he went and ate breakfast, after quickly whipping up some pancakes. After he ate, he brushed his teeth ( he had brushed when he showered but then remembered he had to eat, thus brushing again after he ate), combed out his hair, and made sure he was good in the mirror, not that he's a narcissist or anything.

Quickly checking his wristwatch, he smiled and nodded slightly. "Still doing your crazy schedule, Mattie?" Alfred's older brother yawned as he walked slowly down the steps. "You have about two hours before we have to leave. That should be plenty of time to get ready." Matthew replied in his soft spoken voice. "Dude, relax. I'll get ready in a minute, I wanna eat." Alfred opened the fridge and yawned again, scratching his off-white undershorts with the words 'USA' in red, white, and blue on the back.

"Yes, but you don't wanna be late." Matthew sat by the kitchen table and picked up his favorite book, 'Notice me, Senpai!' It was a funny book, about a teenager who was unnoticed by the one person he truly loved and he didn't even know her. Turns out she was a gold digger and completely fake and by the end of the story he winds up with someone he himself never noticed and it also turns out to be a dude. It was truly hilarious and Matthew loved it.

"I know, I know." Alfred took the carton of milk out the fridge and drank straight from the bottle. "ALFRED!" Matthew jumped up and put his book down, not exactly gently but he didn't slam it either. Alfred pulled his lips away from the carton and wiped his mouth, quickly swallowing. "Sorry! I was thirsty..." Matthew sighed and shook his head, looking away. "I-It's fine...Just put a note or something so I don't forget it was on your mouth...I'll have to get new milk after school." Alfred eyed his brother and sighed.

Matthew was like this all his life. He hated germs. Their house was sparkling clean. Literally, sometimes Alfred would open the window and the floors and walls sparkled. Edward would be jealous of the way it sparkled. Matthew would not only make sure the house was sparkling but the dishes. He would wash a dish three to four times sometimes. It was like he could see germs/filth where no one else could see it.

But that wasn't all. Not only did he hate germs but he had to be very...punctual. He was always on time with everything; his schoolwork/homework, going to appointments (which were also incredibly organized), going to school, even to class, he was the first one in and already started on what he needed to do.

Alfred tried his best to work with him, knowing he can't help it. It's been hard though...

Matthew's had to transfer from schools because of how bad it was. He would have breakdowns in the halls and kids would constantly tease him, making his desk dirty, pushing him into mud, touching him with their dirty hands...

Matthew used to have sore, bright red spots all over him because he would scrub himself until it was raw. Alfred's tried countless times to help him out of it but he's barely gotten any better.

This year was going to be different though. Well, he hoped. For his little brother's sake. He really worried about the little guy sometimes...

They got to school on time. A little earlier actually. Matthew hurriedly walked inside and looked around. The place was pretty clean, shiny too. Matthew smiled and looked at all the bustling teens. Everyone was chattering and a lot of them were holding different colored papers. Probably schedules and other necessary paperwork, Matthew figured.

Alfred came up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Matthew smiled and looked to his elder. "Everything okay, lil bro?" "Yea. This place is big...Let's find out schedules, eh?"

Alfred helped Matthew avoid hitting other people as much as possible as he led them to the table where they would get their schedules.

The last thing about Matthew; he hated being touched. Unless it was by his brother or someone really close. But seeing as he didn't have anyone besides his brother...

The two of them got in line and waited to get their papers. "Hopefully we get some classes together. That would be super cool, and I'd get to bug, er, accompany my bro all day!" Alfred laughed and flashed his bro a thumbs up.

Alfred's laugh was short lived as someone shoved past the two to cut in front of them. Matthew jumped and stumbled forward into his brother, who glared at the guy shoving past them. "H-He..." Alfred quickly looked to his brother. "Yo, dude, it's okay! He barely touched you, don't worry about it!" "He touched m-me? Oh god, he touched me!" Matthew trembled a bit and his face went slightly red.

A few people looked at him and kept walking, the guy who shoved them scoffed and pointed. "What's his problem?" Alfred glared at him again and his grip on Matthew's shoulder tightened. "You, ya jerk. What's with the shoving and crap? Couldn't wait in line like everyone else?" The guy rolled his eyes and flipped Alfred the bird.

Matthew calmed down shortly after, they got their schedules and stepped to the side to check them. "Oh man, what!? I got math first! Even the teachers name looks lame; Mr. Morelyke. Morelyke lame!" Matthew frowned a bit, but then smiled a little at his joke. "Don't be rude, Al. Unfortunately though, I got English first period. I'll see you next period by the looks of it though. You got Ms. Shilly too?" Alfred grinned and nodded. "Yea! I'll walk you to your first class though. Come on."

They walked quietly for the most part. At times, Alfred would point at some things and make comments, and Matthew would comment back, whether it ended in laughs or something semi-serious like a memorial picture they passed by of a student who recently passed away.

"Well, here it is. Room 205. You're lucky though! My first period is on the fourth floor!" Matthew chuckled and began to open the door, with a tissue. "Hey, take it easy. Don't let anyone get to you, aight?" "aight..." Matthew replied, smiling.

First period hadn't started just yet. Students came and took their seats, all talking incredibly loudly. Matthew sat near the back, by a window. He liked the scenery and didn't like to get a lot of attention, i.e the teacher calling on him a lot or anything. Matthew patiently waited for the teacher, reading his favorite book, 'Notice me Senpai!'

He suddenly blinked when a shadow cast over his light. Looking up, his eyes widened a bit and he set his book down. "Hello, Matvey~"

Alfred was talking with a bunch of other classmates he met. They were pretty cool, although, one of them was slightly pervy. They called themselves 'The Bad Touch Trio'. Alfred thought it was lame but funny. The first guy was Gilbert Beilschmidt, he was funny, not too bad looking, and liked to say he was awesome a lot. He also bragged about his pet bird he called Gilbird. He told the others he would bring him to school one day to show them but they didn't fully believe he could, meaning he was going to prove he could.

Another was Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. Sometimes people called him A.C for short but he hated it. He was a nice guy, a little dense sometimes but he was good with the ladies. He said he picked up a few tricks with Gilbert and Francis.

Which was the third guy, Francis Bonnefoy. He was incredibly pervy, and loved talking in wild French at random times. He also loved talking about love and stuff, and getting into people's business when it came to relationships. Gilbert said he ended more relationships than actually helped, causing the others to laugh.

Alfred liked best that they were all from different places. Gilbert was Prussian, on his mother's side, and he said he had a german brother who was incredibly annoying. Francis was French, if you couldn't tell, and Antonio was spanish. He saw/heard others that didn't sound from around here either, it was awesome!

"So, Alfred, do you have any siblings you would like to talk about?~" Francis smiled and slinked over to Alfred's side, not being creepy at all. "Oh yea! My brother Matthew! He's super shy and really hates germs. Like, our house is always sparkling clean, it's cool actually! And he's really sensitive to being touched." At that, Francis grinned and winked. "Ah~! I love the more sensitive ones!~ They make more noise~" Alfred playfully punched his arm and rolled his blue eyes. "Dude! We're talking bout my bro here!"

Speaking of, Matthew came barrelling into the room, a tissue in his hand that was on the doorknob and he looked terrified.

"Mattie!" Alfred grinned but seeing the look on his face, he immediately frowned. "Dude, what happened?" Matthew grabbed his arm and pulled him outside the room, shutting the door. This earned a few looks and even Alfred's new friends shared confused glances. "He seems like a weird one..."

"Mattie, what's wrong? Are you okay, did something happen?" Matthew clasped his hands together in front of his face, and slightly shook. "He's here...The guy! He was in my first period class! Why is he here, Al?" Alfred frowned and hugged his brother. "Damn, really? I don't know why he's here...Shit. Want me to find a teacher that you can talk to about this?" Matthew immediately pulled away and shook his head.

"N-No...I don't want to! It's just gonna cause more problems! Plus I don't want people to find out..." Alfred understood.

He placed a hand on his brother's shoulder but before a word could be said, the teacher came walking around the corner. "Hey, you guys gotta get to first period, it's starting soon. I know it's the first day and you wanna meet up with friends but you don't wanna be late either." Alfred nodded and hugged his brother. "He so much as touches you and you tell me, okay? I'll kick his goddamn ass." He whispered in his brother's ear. Matthew nodded and they parted ways.

Alfred came in with the teacher and took his seat, as did the rest of the class. The seating was in rows. Alfred sat behind Gilbert, who sat on the right side of Francis, who sat in front of Antonio.

"What was that about, Mon chérie?" Alfred shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. "It was nothing...He's fine." He smiled and pulled out a notebook and pen. Francis nodded and smirked. "He was very cute, he looked a lot like me too!~ His beautiful hair and nice butt~" Alfred gave him a look while the other two laughed and turned around. "His ass vasn't bad but I'd like to see what he's packing in the front!~" Gilbert laughed. Alfred rolled his eyes. "This is my brother we're talking about, guys!"

Matthew sat as far away from the russian as he could. He managed to slip back inside without the russian noticing, or so he hoped. The russian, Ivan Braginski, scared him more than he could admit. He watched as the man wrote in his books, with his creepy smile and fidgeted with his scarf. He quickly averted his eyes and wrote in his book.

The teacher asked a question and no one raised their hand. Matthew knew the answer but he was afraid of the attention he would get.

"Matthew?" Goddamn it.

"Ah...er...Y-Yes?" "Do you know what an allegory is? It's okay if you don't." Matthew gulped and glanced at Ivan, who chuckled and glared evilly at him.

"Er, yes. I-It's when a story has two meanings to it, literal and figurative." "Yes, absolutely. Allegory..."

Matthew sighed and slunked down in his seat. Ivan chuckled and glared at him, mouthing words he couldn't make out at first.

I...I will...I will always...find...find y..ou...

Matthew grew more scared at this and looked away, down at his paper.

The teacher had them working together on a story soon, trying to find the literal and figurative of a story. Once finished, they would go over it. Matthew wanted to stay to himself and just work by himself but soon Ivan sauntered over and chuckled at him.

"KolKolKol~~ Matvey!~ Are you by yourself, Matvey?" Matthew looked up and immediately regretted it. His fearful violet eyes met intimidating ones. "I...I'm fine, Ivan. Please leave me alone..." Ivan sat down and continued to stare at the boy, unblinking. "No."

Matthew frowned and sunk into his seat some more. "So, Matvey...How have you been? Why did you run away before? I missed you, Matvey." Matthew avoided his gaze and continued answering his questions on the worksheet. "Matvey." The harshness in his tone made Matthew tremble and look up at him. "Answer my questions, da?" "I-Ivan, I don't-" "Just answer the question, Matvey." Matthew wanted to run, he wanted to hide and never see this man again but he couldn't. He couldn't go anywhere. "I...I'm fine..."

"Well that's good, da...I want my Matvey good, so I can ruin you again." He laughed cruelly and went back to his seat. Matthew looked down at his papers and frowned, fighting back tears.

(He then proceeded to clean his whole desk, earning looks and a smirk from Ivan, knowingly).

Lunch finally came around and Matthew hurried to find his brother. Everywhere he went, in between classes he would see Ivan. Sometimes he would see Ivan in the hall outside his classroom, watching him. He hated that guy.

Matthew looked around and hugged himself tightly, in fear someone would touch him. Alfred would always suggest he be home tutored because of his phobias and stuff but Matthew refused, arguing he wanted to be a normal boy. He was sure wishing he could take back that offer now.

"Ohhoho!~ You must be zhe famous, Matthieu, oui?" Matthew felt the person behind him and quickly moved away before he could be touched. "Please don't touch me!" The frenchman chuckled and shook his head slightly. "You too? You don't even know me! Matthieu, whatever your brother said, please ignore it! I'm not creepy or anyzhing!" Matthew looked slightly confused.

During second period, him and his brother's only period together, he did mention a french guy. Was that him?

"I...Just don't like to be touched...Y-You know my brother though?" The man nodded and moved closer, pressing his face close to Matthew's. "Oui, but I wanna talk about you and moi~" Matthew blushed and shook his head. "N-N-No thanks..." He wanted to push him away but he was afraid to.

"Leave him be, Francis!" Alfred ran and pulled the frenchie away. "Lay off my brother bro. Seriously. You okay, Mattie?" Matthew nodded and stepped closer to his brother. "So this is the famous Matthew! Yo! I'm Gilbert, babe!" Gilbert grinned and walked closer. However, he suddenly stopped and shook his head.

"Oh hell no! He looks like Francis! They're like identical twins, if you take the dorky glasses off." Gilbert smiled again though and held out his hand. "Though I don't suppose ve can't be friends. Like I said, the awesome me is Gilbert." Matthew glanced at his hand but didn't take it. "M-Matthew." He replied quietly. Gilbert slowly put his hand down and 'hmphed'.

They took a seat and Alfred got him and his brother lunch, although he refused to eat it. "Alright! So, this is my super cool bro Mattie and Mattie this is the pervert Francis-" "I'm not!~ Matthieu, do not listen to zhe idiot over zhere! I am just too sexy for him to handle~" America rolled his eyes and pointed to Gilbert. "And as you know, Gilbert. And like I said guys, my bro isn't too fond of germs and stuff so don't give him a hard time, aight?" Gilbert chuckled and nodded. "It's fine! You just gotta remind us, cuz ve'll easily forget, heh. Especially that doofus." He pointed to another man walking up behind Alfred.

"Hey guys!~" He sat by Francis, who sat by Gilbert, who sat across from both Matthew and Alfred. "Oh, hello!~ I didn't know you had a twin, Alfred!" Alfred shook his head. "Nah bro, this is Mattie! My bro! We're not twins, I'm older. He's super cool but don't touch him and keep him away from everything with germs."

Antonio chuckled. "Erm, Alfred, you know the cafeteria is the di-" Alfred immediately clamped a hand on Antonio's mouth. He quickly mumbled to him, "Shut up, he hasn't freaked out yet so shut up." He then took his seat and smiled and Matthew who only looked back and forth between them. "So...Matthew, how has school been? Okay so far?"

He decided to leave out the whole Ivan thing. He did for second period, he didn't want to worry his brother also. Just as hard as this has been for Matthew, it has been for Alfred too. People in their old schools would bully him too for having a weird freako brother. Alfred acted like it didn't bother him but Matthew knew it did.

"It was fine." He avoided all eyes and just simply stared at his grotesque lunch. It was making him queasy so he thought maybe he should get out of the cafeteria. He was beginning to realize just how dirty it was...

"Uhm..I'm gonna go to the library or something..." Alfred frowned and put his arm around his brother's shoulders. "Nah bro stay! Oh hey, I wanna join the baseball team! You think I could totally destroy tryouts or whatever it's called?" Gilbert and Antonio started talking with Alfred about sports soon enough, and then even Francis joined in, though the subject changed and bounced around after he did.

Matthew glanced around the room, suddenly feeling sick. What if Ivan was there right now, watching him? He probably was, the creep... He wished he could stand up to him but he was terrified. He finally spotted the russian a few tables away, glaring at him coldly. The russian then got up and started walking in that direction! He immediately trembled in fear, not knowing what the man would do.

Alfred stopped laughing and looked to his brother. Before he could say anything, he looked up to see...him.

Well, there you have it! The first chapter of this crazy highschool story! What do you think this crazy Yandere!Russia will do? Please review and tell me what you think! Sorry if it's a little long and OOC, I tried my best! n

I'm actually pretty tired now so I'm gonna hit the hay but I'll see you in the next chapter!

Translations done by Google Translate:

Oui: Yes (French)

Mon chérie: My dearie (French)

Bye guys!~ :D