The first thing Feliciano did was to duck behind the armchair (sometimes when he wasn't distracted, he wondered why Arthur was given such a nice office) to avoid getting tea and spit all over his uniform. "...Ve?" Feliciano said as he poked his head up slowly to make sure the coast was clear.

Arthur was wiping his mouth clean and looking at the dripping mess already on his uniform. "Pbt...WHAT? AGAIN?" He screamed at the Italian.

"...Ve..." Feliciano didn't have an idea how to answer that.

"What the bloody hell is with this? Some kind of trend or something?" He continued. "Just last year this same thing happened! What is it with girls cross dressing and coming to our school? What was her name again? ...G-Gary was it?"

"Ve, her real name was Elizabeta." Feliciano answered immediately. He had known that girl from when he was little, yet somehow, he never had a clue until it was revealed she was a girl.

"Right. ...Come to think of it, wasn't she staying with Gilbert at that time too?" Feliciano nodded. "Blimey! What the hell is wrong with that git? Is he some sort of chick magnet?"

"I do know that he collects chicks."

"...W-What?" In Arthur's mind, Gilbert just became a playboy. "We...We need to get him-er, her out of that room quickly!" Arthur said and then paused, staring at Feliciano intently. "...You. You weren't pulling my leg or anything, right? I'll be more than just a bit mad if you were." He said in a slightly dark tone.

"Ve! No! No, I'm not! I saw her in the locker room!"

"You saw her naked?"

"N-No! She still had her underwear on! And there were bandages on her chest... So she's hiding her chest that way..."

"...I guess that makes sense." Arthur said with a nod.

"What do we do now?"

"Talk to her. Whatever else?"

Toris stared out the window in a day dream like state. First year of high school and it's without Feliks. He thought to himself miserably. He didn't think it would be this bad without him.

"Mr. Lorinaitis." The teacher called, but Toris was too deep in thought. I wonder if Feliks is having fun. "Mr. Lorinaitis?" He's probably making new friends right now. He frowned a bit at that thought. Sure, it was nice for Feliks to make more friends, but he wanted to stay the Pole's best friend. "Toris Lorinaitis!" The teacher yelled and this time, Toris did hear him.

"I'm sorry, sir! What did you say?"

"Pay attention Mr. Lorinaitis. Detention after school." The teacher told him. Toris squeezed his eyes shut painfully and put his head down. If Feliks was here, it was likely that he would be saved from this.

At lunch, Toris sat with a bunch of kids he didn't know. He recognized one or two of them from some of his classes, but it wasn't as if he actually talked with any of them.

"Hey, hey, did you talk with any of the new freshmen yet?" He heard one of them say.

"No, why?"

"I heard there was this really hot girl."

"Really? What lunch period does she have?"

"...This one, I believe. But there's something else too-"

Toris didn't hear what the boy said afterwards because a girl suddenly jumped onto the table top while holding a knife. And while Toris did find her pretty, he did not like how sharp that knife looked. "Tch. This security has nothing on Soviet spies." She mumbled before jumping off the table and running away from a few of the school's security guards.

"Is that her...?" One of the boys asked. "She's... She's carrying a knife!"

"Yea, I noticed. She's pretty much classified as insane. I heard that in her math class, she announced that she was going to run away from home and join her brother at that expensive boys boarding school."

Toris perked up at that statement and listened to their conversation more closely. But unfortunately, the two boy's subject drifted elsewhere soon afterwards. Toris didn't care that much, though, he had a goal now: sneak into Feliks's school. And the first part of the plan was to talk to that scary girl.

Feliks dived for the ball. The rest of the boys snickered. This would be his tenth miss during the whole period. Gilbert smirked at him from the other side of the net. He had deliberately hit the ball so he'd miss. Feliks glared back as a response. He was not going to give up this easily.

"Idiota, next time, remember that there are other people playing and can probably do a lot better than you!" Romano said with a scowl. "Our team is losing thanks to you thinking you should get all the shots!"

"Shut up! I like, wasn't the one who totally couldn't even get the ball over the net!" Feliks retorted.

"Oi! I don't care if the teacher assigned you to our team, I really want you to leave!" Romano yelled. "I think everyone agrees with me too!" The rest of their team muttered in agreement.

"What? I-"

"Łukasiewicz!" Arthur called from the entrance of the gym. "Sorry, Madame, but can we borrow Feliks Łukasiewicz?"

"Pppft... Did he just say Madame?" Alfred said with a laugh and Arthur gave him a glare

"Alright, he's not doing much anyways." The teacher responded. "But, Mr. Vargas? I thought you went to the bathroom?" She asked suspiciously.

"Ve...I uh...did. A-And then Kirkland wanted to see me in his office."

"I see. Hurry up and finish whatever your business is. Mr. Łukasiewicz!" Feliks muttered something about the pronunciation before walking over to them. "Class would end soon anyways. Why don't you get changed before going with them? The rest of you resume play."

"You know, we don't have to talk with a wall of lockers between us." Feliks said as he pulled his shirt down. "I mean, I like, don't mind changing in front of you!"

"N-No! It is most improper for us to do such a thing." Arthur called over and Feliks gave a confused look to the lockers.

"Wow! I like, love these chairs! They're so like, comfy!" Feliks said as he bounced a bit in one of the arm chairs. "You really like, get an office all to youself just cause you're like, the student council president?"

"Yes, I do. Now let's talk about why we're here." Arthur said, clearing his throat. "I understand the problem."

"...What problem?"

"Ve~ Its ok Feliks. One of my friends went through the same thing." Feliciano said encouragingly.

Feliks gave them a puzzled smile. "What are you guys like, talking about?"

"Its alright. You can trust us. We won't turn you over to the authorities or anything because unlike last time, this is a situation we can control."

"Am I like, in some sort of trouble...?"

"Ve. I remembered what happened to Elizabeta. Got exposed in the hallways."

"Who is Elizabeta?" Feliks asked. "Like, why in the world did you call me down here? I find there to be like, no point in this conversation!"

Arthur sighed. He has really hoped they'd earn Feliks trust enough that he would say it himself. "Feliks. We understand that you're a girl."

Feliks let out something between a shriek and a growl as he leapt and aimed for Arthur's throat.

"Ve! Stop it, Feliks!" Italy called out as he grabbed him by the waist and attempted to pull him back away from Arthur.

"My God! Are you trying to kill me, Łukasiewicz?" Arthur yelled in shock as he took a few steps away from Feliks.

"I'm not a girl! Stop calling me a girl! I'm a guy! What can I do to prove that? You know what? Screw this!" Feliks wrenched himself free from Feliciano and started undoing his belt.

"W-What are you doing?" Arthur asked frantically.

"I'm going to prove to you that I am a man and I've got balls, ok?" Feliks yelled and pulled his pants down.

"Cover your eyes, Vargas!" Arthur ordered and did the same.

"Oh, come on! Just look for one second!" Feliks complained as he waited for them to uncover their eyes.

"Ve, I've been told that I shouldn't do this until I get married. And, no offense, I don't really think I'll marry you..."

"Are you saying I'm not a good bride?"

"No! No! I...I mean... I'm the one who's not a good bride...?" Arthur moved his head while still covering his eyes to the Italian's direction with a questioning frown. "Ve. I don't really know..." Moving towards the door slowly, Feliciano tried to leave stealthily, but that didn't help when he tripped over a chair. "Ve!" He yelped before scrambling up and turning around, removing his hands and running out the door.

Feliks looked over to Arthur. "I'm not pulling up my pants until you uncover your eyes."

"You'll catch a cold then."

"Anyone ever tell you you're like, an asshole?" Feliks growled as he pulled his pants up.

"Each time I send a kid to the dean's office." From the sounds of pants being pulled up, Arthur deemed it alright to uncover his eyes. He checked his watch. "The bell will ring soon, you should get to your next class."

Romano watched as his brother fidgeted in biology class. At first he ignored it, but it was starting to get on his nerves and he couldn't concentrate. After one last mumble, he accidentally snapped the lead on his pencil and jumped up to face his brother. "WHAT DID YOU DO THIS TIME?" He yelled at Feliciano and his brother shrieked out a "Veeee!" in surprise. "If its about the creepy songs in the bathroom, I'm telling you, ghosts don't exist!"

"No, no! Its not..."

"Vargas!" The teacher yelled and both boys looked to the front of the room. "If you're going to argue do it outside my classroom! And if you plan to leave, don't come back."

"Er, I... chiggi..." Romano muttered before sitting down again.

Immediately following the end of biology class, Romano dragged Feliciano to the third floor bathroom, the one rumored to be haunted by a ghost. "Look, once and for all, I'll prove to you there's no ghost in here!" He yelled as he slammed open the door, ignoring all the whining and protesting from his younger brother. "See?" He said after walking in.

Something red, however, caught his attention. "Aaaah! Blood on the mirror!" Romano screamed and hugged his brother, Feliciano mimicking his actions. They stayed hugging and trembling for a while before Romano noticed that it wasn't blood, it was lipstick. "Oh, wait, someone just wrote it there... 'You remind me of the setting suns we used to watch, high up above without a care' ...Oh, that's pretty sweet." Romano said before continuing to read on. " 'It was my mistake and now all is lost for I wished that before you had gone, I could've..." Romano paused as his eyes widened. "Ewwwww! Whoever wrote that sure has one sick mind!"

"Ve... What does that word on the 5th line say? To...touch... your...-"

"S-Stop reading, idiota!" Romano yelled. "C-Chigi, this bathroom is disgusting!"

"Ve, you're the one who wanted to come in here."

"Only to show you there's no ghost in here so you would stop fidgeting in class!"

"Ve? I wasn't fidgeting in class because there was a ghost. Fratello, don't be silly, there's no such thing as ghosts!" Feliciano said with a bright smile and Romano supressed the urge to choke him.

"Then what the hell is making you so figety in class? Its distracting!"

"Oh, well...um..." Feliciano wasn't sure whether to tell him. But Romano was his brother, he could trust him, right? "You know the new kid?"

"Oh, that obnoxious brat?" Romano made an annoyed sound. "Unfortunately, I do."

"He's a girl."

Romano stared for a moment before bursting out laughing. "HAHAHAHAHA! That's a good one! As if he could be a girl! He tried to beat up Gilbert!"

"Ve! I'm telling the truth!" Feliciano yelled over Romano's laughter. "I saw her boobs!"

"Eh? So you had more in you after al-" Romano's laughter stopped short when he heard a loud bang from the back of the bathroom. "...What was that?"

"Huuuuuuh?" A low, echo-like voice resonated through the bathroom. "Did I hear the word booooobs?" Immediately following the question, all the bathroom stalls' doors started swinging back and forth hitting the stalls with a loud bang. The faucets started running and more lipstick written words flew across the bathroom.

The two Italian brothers stared wide-eyed before yelling "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" and running out of the bathroom.

Toris didn't see the 'scary, but hot girl' (as Toris had nicknamed her) after lunch time. He didn't have any classes with her and didn't see her in the hallways either. Just my luck... He thought as he walked over to his locker to put down a few books as well as pick up the ones he needed for homework.

He was walking down the stairs when he passed two girls talking. "Ohmigod, I'm so glad they caught her! I can't believe she was walking around with a knife!" "Oh, what are they doing with her?" "Last I saw, she was being taken to the detention room. I hope they strap her up and- Eep!" The girl yelped as Toris ran up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Where's the detention room? Tell me quickly!" He demanded.

"T-The basement!" The girl squeaked and Toris hurried down the stairs to the basement.

Looking into the room, Toris swallowed nervously. The room was filled with chairs and desks, but the only person seated there was the pale girl. It didn't help that she was glaring daggers into the wall. Toris was starting to have second thoughts about this. N-No! You'll need her help if you plan to get into that school. He thought and before he changed his mind again, he turned the doorknob and opened the door. "H-Hello, um..."

"I was wondering how long you were going to watch me from there." The girl growled. "Well? You here to punish me too?"

"Er..."

"If I wasn't tied to this chair, I'd break all of your fingers!" She threatened and Toris felt like just forgetting the whole deal.

Figuring since she was tied up, he deemed it safe to walk around to sit in front of her. "Er...Hi, my name is Toris and-"

"Save your crap. I only love my brother. I don't want any confession from another guy." She said with a glare.

Toris gulped. This was going to be hard. "I-Its not a confession. A-Although I think you're very pretty. I really do. And I probably would confess to you if it wasn't the fact that-"

"Get to the point! Your stupid rambling is pissing me off!"

"R-Right! So, um, I heard that your brother goes to a boys boarding school?" Natalia narrowed her eyes and Toris wondered what he had said wrong so he quickly added, "I think my best friend goes to the same place!"

"What of it?"

"I heard that you want to join him in that school? Well, I want to go see my best friend there was well!" Toris said with a determined voice.

Natalia scoffed. "And they call me insane. Are you out of your mind? Sneaking in there takes a lot! That place is expensive! They won't just let anyone in, you know?"

"I know that. Which is why I'm here. Will you help me?"

This time, Natalia burst out laughing. "And why would I want to help you? Yea, you had some guts coming here to talk with me, but I can get there just fine."

"Ahem, you're a girl. I don't think you can get in that easily." Natalia twitched at this fact. "But I can help. Anyone's bound to see that you're a girl unless you have an accomplice to cover everything up."

"As if! I can do everything just fine! All I need to do is cut my hair short, wear guy clothes and no one would ever notice!" She protested and Toris realized that that might be true.

"They could still find out in the school." Toris urged. It wasn't very convincing, but it bought him time to think of another reason. "I mean, if they room with you, they'll find out for sure. And what if you go to the bathroom and someone walks in on you or something?"

The last part made Natalia think for a bit. "And besides, having a traveling companion makes things better." Toris added.

After a long silence as Natalia considered the possibility, she sighed. "Tell me, have you ever watched Soviet spy movies?"

"I'm like, not a girl." Feliks said as he dropped his stuff off at the room Yao and Arthur had shared. "But I agree in every aspect of not having to room with Gilbert anymore! LIKE, THANK YOU SO MUCH!" He said as he hugged both Arthur and Yao.

"No, its no big deal, aru. Just glad to help, aru." Yao said when Feliks released his grip. "I really understand the situation, aru."

"I'm not a girl."

"And I under stand the situation, aru." Feliks could tell from the Asian's grin that he wasn't going to believe the fact that he wasn't a girl.

"Alright, I guess I'll move to that git's room now." Arthur said, rolling his suitcase down the hall. Even from where they were they could hear the two starting to argue already ("Why do I have to share a room with this stick up the ass?" "Shut the hell up, git! Its not like I bloody want to!").

"I totally feel sorry for Kirkland."

Yao giggled. Feliks could tell why people thought he was a girl. "I wouldn't really, aru." Yao said as he walked towards the kitchen. "I'm thinking of making a snack. How does dog meat sound?"

Feliks made a face at that. "Um, no thanks, I like, have to unpack. I'll like, go and put my stuff down in my like, new room, ok? And will totally start doing my homework, so no thanks." He said before hurrying to what used to be Arthur's room.

Sitting down, Feliks took out his cell phone (It didn't matter what they say, pink was manly!) and started typing in Toris's phone number. He felt bad for not calling the whole day. After waiting a while, the operator came on telling him no one was there to pick up the phone. That's wierd, I'm sure I drilled it into his head that if he doesn't pick up when I call, there will be consequences! ...Oh, does he think its alright now that I'm not here? Feeling annoyed, Feliks redialed again.

Toris never expected that Natalia's question would have him wind up climbing down the side of his house using the vines growing near his windows. But as much as Toris tried to convince her, she refused to let any adults know. So she ordered him to go home, pack a week's worth of clothes and take all the money he had. Now she was several feet below him, waiting impatiently for him to get down already. Sheesh, she sure has high standards... He thought when he heard a sudden tune come from his jeans pocket. "EEP!" He shrieked and fell down into the bushes. The tune continued to play and he heard his parents stir from the living room.

"Iдыёт!" Natalia whispered. "Turn off your cell phone!"

"Yea, yea, I got it..." Toris said nervously as he hurried to shut it off without checking the message. He figured Natalia would have his head if he dwindled on it.

"Your parents are wondering about the noise! Get up!" And before he let Toris respond, she pulled the boy up and started running down the street. Rather, she was running, Toris was just tripping over his own feet trying to catch up with her.

Notes...

Ідыёт - Idiot (Belarussian)

De-anon from Kink Meme.