"Neh guys, things are about to get really interesting in here." Taiwan chirped excitedly as she walks into a deserted classroom, doing a ballerina-like spin. Her Asian siblings, whom were all seated on floor eating meat out of a giant pot that was placed on a stove, all look up upon hearing this.

"How do you mean sister?" Vietnam asks. Hong Kong nods. "Yes pray do tell us." She giggles. "I heard that there is a new transfer student in school and from what I gathered, he is the son of the Head of the Italian Mafia." South Korea nearly choked on his food. "WAE?!"

"What would a kid with mafia connections be doing in this kind of dump?" Macau asks. "Wait hold up, has he gotten into any fight so far?" Singapore asked. Taiwan nods. "Today he beat up those Aussie kids to a pulp and from what I heard the other European kids are on the look out for him."
Hong Kong smirks. "Is that so? I wonder though if how well he would fare against the likes of us Asian kids or the other Europeans?"

"Especially the Nordics. Those guys are the toughest bitches amongst the Europeans besides Russia." Macau chimed in.

Meanwhile, the boy in question was walking along the hallways with Eva trailing behind him. "Stop right there!" They both stop in their tracks as a boy, clearly an Asian of medium height with jet black hair and deadly red eyes dressed in full black uniform stands before them.
"You must be Japan right? I will know since I have met a couple of Japanese folks before." Says Luciano in a matter of factedly tone.

The Japanese boy smirks. "Good thing that you know since that would spare me the time from introducing myself. And I believe that you are that Italian kid that people have been talking about, the one called Luciano Vargas with Mafia connections."

Luciano simply glares at him, a bored expression in place. "Look, do you wanna fight me or not because I am losing patience here?!" he says in an irritable tone. Japan simply chuckles. His eyes then fall on Eva who looks at him uncertainly.

"I see that you have hooked yourself up huh Nigeria? I wonder though, is the kid a better lover than I am?" says Japan. The Nigerian becomes scandalised by this. Luciano is just her best friend and not her lover yet people are already seeing them as such. Though she would admit to having feelings for the Italian and she is sure that Luciano feels the same way too."THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS AND HELL YEAH HE IS BETTER THAN YOU ARE!" She is about to lunge at him when Luciano stops her. "Lascia fare a me." He says in a commanding tone. As annoying as it is, she decides to let him have a go at the Japanese.

He then glares icily at the Japanese. "I will have you know that that statement you just made is extremely rude. And so damn what if she is with me, it is none of your concern." He replies rather calmly yet firmly.

Japan squints at him. Hmmm…..this one is no pushover that I can tell. "Very well, how about this? You and I have a little fight in here. If you win, I shall join your team. If I win, I take your precious Naija from you and you become my little lapdog. " Eva fumes at this. The nerve of that stupid Japanese to suggest such stupid terms!

Luciano rolls his eyes. "Very well." They both get into battle stances, Eva praying deep down that Luciano wins. It would be shameful if my Luci loses this fight and he needs to make a strong impression as a fresher. It was then that she blinked. My Luci? Hold up, we are not even that close to being an actual couple yet./p?

Meanwhile, a tall muscular kid wearing a tank top with a cloak over his shoulder and cargo pants, looking like a damn military brat, runs his fingers through his messy blonde hair as he walks along the hallway. He had fully recovered from that fight with America which he lost and landed himself in hospital.

He stops in his tracks as he sights a fight not too far from where he was standing. He walks over and is met by an incredible sight. There was Japan whom he had defeated a couple of times fighting some kid who clearly looked like a new transfer student if his uniform was any indication, with a red hair and a weird curly bit sticking out at the end. This one must be that Italian kid I overheard the Aussies lost to. He thinks to himself as he watches the fight.

Although Japan was pretty strong and nearly overpowered the Italian, Luciano struck back just as hard with a couple of powerful deadly and swift blows of his own. The boy then spots Eva and walks over to her. "Hey Eva." He says. Eva turns and smiles. "Hello Lutz. I see that you have recovered from your injuries." He nods. "That Allen was one tough kid, I wonder how you even defeated him." She chuckles. "Even I do not know but I am glad I came out on top.' She says, smirking at that memory. Allen would surely cower in fear if he ever saw her because it is a harsh reminder of the horrible defeat she dealt him.

Japan pants as he begins to lose his strength. N-no, I must defeat him. He aims a punch at Luciano which falls flat and gives the Italian the opening he needed. Luciano sends Japan flying with a powerful kick. Japan's back hits the wall and he passes out.

"Yes you did it Luci!' Eva squeals and rushes over to hug him. Luciano chuckles. "Hey but I gotta hand it to Japan though, he is a strong fighter." Lutz then says, "Indeed he is.' Luciano smiles up at him. "Luciano, this is Lutz, Lutz Luciano." They both shook hands. "Say you are German right? I will know because of that accent." Lutz chuckles. "As a matter of fact I am and I figured that you are Italian thanks to your looks and your voice." Luciano nods.

Japan then regains consciousness and decides to defiantly accept his defeat. It hurts that I lost indeed but my alliance with the Italian can prove to be of great benefit. Luciano notices the Japanese and heads over to him, stretching forth his hand so as to help him up. The Japanese is surprised by this act. How could he be this courteous? Hesitating for a bit, he takes the hand and helps himself up. "You ok Japan?" Luciano asks.

"Kuro. My name is Kuro." Japan replies with a huff. He then glares at him. "The proposition still stands. You beat me so I join your crew." Luciano nods. "So be it." He replies.
In some dark staffroom somewhere, a young lady with long flwing blonde hair bursts into the room. "Status report: The Italian has defeated Japan and both Japan and Germany have joined his crew." She says.

The other occupants in the room exchange looks of fear. If that Italian gathers more Allies, that would surely spell doom for them and the Italian would claim the top spot. "Impossible!" Iceland says. Denmark chuckles darkly. "Oh calm your horses brother, we will have to watch and see though judging from the little we have heard, Luciano Vargas is a force to be reckoned with. " Sweden then glares at his lover. "Do we tell Russia?" Denmark smirks. "I believe brother Russia knows already."

Sure enough Russia was aware because he smirks to himself as he stares at his laptop which was hooked to the surveillance cameras in school, thus giving him a good view of everything that happens in school. "So my Italian rival succeeds in scoring himself two comrades and a beautiful girlfriend whom I also desire. Hehehe, how delightful." He then throws his head back and lets out a glorious evil laugh. "This is surely glorious. Soon I shall get the opportunity to face you Luciano Vargas and defeat you once again and prove to the world that yes Mother Russia is divine. Soon everyone shall be one with Russia!"