Chapter two! So how'd I do? I do not own Hetalia and the characters are so lucky I don't. Read and review por favor, s'il vous plaît, kudasai (ください )/ onegai shimasu (おねがいします ), please!


Chapter Two: Oblivious

He hated to be seen as weak and transferring schools, let alone leaving the country, made him look vulnerable and it pissed him off. All this because of some insane terrorist group. If he could have a word with such group, they'd be begging for peace on Earth. The teen wouldn't have been so mad had the country he had to take refuge in was Japan, India, Brazil, Italy, Germany, Australia, or virtually any country except France or the United States.

Instead, he put on a pleasant expression and exchanged his new, long distance cellular number with his friends. Luckily, he was currently single and didn't have to deal with a sobbing girlfriend, but he he did have plenty of female friends ready to burst. "Chin up, I'll be back in no time. MI6 is bound to find those bastards and deem it 'safe' enough for Peter and I to return."

Those words were spoken hours ago, but it seemed like an entire day and no time had passed by. He and eight year old Peter were both exhausted, yet the afternoon sun was going strong. It was almost strong enough to want to turn back into the private planed they had arrived in. Surely he could convince the pilot to drop him off somewhere random and less American.

Unfortunately, Peter was actually enjoying the "adventure," as he called it, and nudged him forward. That was another thing on his annoyance list, Peter's constant chatter about how many more friends he'd make than Arthur and even girlfriends. Joke was on him, though. Apparently, the school they were going to is an all boys academy with the female's academy at least a few good miles away. Luckily for Arthur, he wouldn't have to deal with Peter so much, for they were separated into primary division and secondary division.

As Arthur made his way down the steps, he noticed a blue car with tinted windows at the edge of the runway. It was peculiar first of all because it did not look like the other vehicles he had seen at airports, and second of all, it was the only vehicle on the blacktop. He also recalled that it was not there before they landed. Yet, had he listened to his first instinct, the chloroform wrapped around his nose might have been prevented.

。。。

All of his senses returned to Arthur at the same time, causing him to punch out as he opened his eyes and called out for his little brother. His fist made contact with cartilage, yet not enough to break the person's nose.

"Sacrébleu! My nose!"

"Where is Peter you bloody bastards?" Arthur jumped off from the bed he had been on.

"Dude, calm down," Alfred was going to reach for him until the smaller blond slapped his arm away.

"Peter!" he ran towards his younger brother on another bed. "What do you want from us? You know you're going to die the second you harm us." He hissed as he readied himself for a short fight. Arthur knew he stood no chance with four guys surrounding him, but he really though the terrorists would look much older and more threatening.

"No, you are mistaken Kirkland-san," the small asian boy raised both palms out stretched facing Arthur. "We mean no harm; we only needed to bring you to school before the others could have attained you."

Another soft spoken voice tried to explain, "You see, today's mission is to retrieve you and your brother before another group could and read you in. You may not know this, Arthur, but you are currently in Cachazo Academy, a school for developing spies."

"Oui," the other blond with shoulder length wavy hair still clutched at his nose. "Et we moztly all are from different partz ov de world."

Arthur's eyes narrowed, "So you're a frog, you're Canadian, you're either Chinese or Japanese, pardon me, I haven't been much in Asia except for India, and you're American. You're an interesting group."

"Just wait, 'til you meet the others," Alfred laughed, then suddenly pulled out a pistol as the door opened. Without any questions he aimed and fired hitting a music folder, splattering paint all over it.

A loud exaggerated sigh came from behind the now red binder as a brunet with glasses appeared. He wiped it off with a handkerchief, then visibly attached it onto his coat for everyone to see, and he rose his hand is mock surrender. "Okay you got me, now excuse me I have to get my violin."

"Artie, meet Roderich Edelstein one of your roomies," Alfred holstered his gun and motioned at the teen with his case. "Kiku here's your other roommate, and he's Japanese by the way."

There was a small bright glint in Roderich's eyes as he took in the Brit, "Pardon me for being so rude, but please tell me you are mature, quite, and intelligent. I've had enough of anything other."

Blinking rapidly at all that had happened, Arthur quickly regained composer and nodded, extending a hand, "Well of course, I'm Arthur Kirkland by the way."

"I know," the teen took the hand, firmly pumped it once, and straightened his glasses. "The whole school does in fact, and we know almost every little thing about you too. Actually, we all know everything about each other here at Cachazo. It goes from birthdays, to blood types, to even when and where they masturbate. Well, except for Kiku, Feliciano, and me, but it might just be that Feli doesn't quite understand how to.

"I'll see you later Arthur, I've need to practice for today," he promptly excused himself and left them with a reminder not to tell Gilbert where he was. "If that Neanderthal doesn't think about where I could possibly be, then he obviously deserves to be kicked out of this school."

When the door closed, the boys just stood there awkwardly until Alfred laughed loudly once more, only nervously this time. "H-hahaha. Who knew Edelstein was so funny? I don't-I mean we don't do that!"

Francis clasped his back with a smirk on his lips, "Oh Alfred, it iz only natural for growing men to release-"

"Francis, that's enough," Matthew threw his stuffed polar bear at his head, causing the Frenchman to fall back.

"Oof," Francis recollected himself as he lifted the white bear off the floor. "Mon petit Matthieu, what do you have in here?"

"Just a few weights," he was still blushing from what Roderich and Francis had said.

Meanwhile, Arthur and Kiku were having their own conversation away from the blond trio.

"Oh I see... well that does make sense," Arthur ran a hand through his tousled hair. "I do see why Father sent us here then, but I will not stand to being protected! I can manage myself perfectly and shall learn everything you have. Although I am somewhat expecting to wake up any minute in a cell, locked up by the terrorists, and away from home, but if you say this is all true..."

Alfred slapped the smaller teen's back, "That's the spirit! And if you ever need help, just let the hero do his job!"

With an unimpressed look on his face, Arthur looked up at Alfred. "And I assume you're the self-proclaimed hero..."


Oh possible pairings (in no order): UsUk (definitely) UK & various, Prustria, Rochu, GerIta, Spamano, Sufin, Denor, Franada, and a threesome maybe...? Just in case you were wondering :D