A few weeks had passed and Alfred had really gotten to know not only Gilbert but Ludwig better. Gilbert quickly became one of the best friends he ever had. As for Ludwig, Alfred and him were beginning to get onto comfortable speaking terms. Not much was said, but there was no more awkward atmosphere left behind. This made Alfred feel a lot better since he no longer had to fear Ludwig killing him in his sleep at night. He knew Ludwig never would before, but Alfred could have some strange frightening dreams about the German. Today, he had to go to school. But it was completely okay since it was a Friday and once the day was done he could relax for a bit. He quickly took a shower and gathered his stuff, stopping by the Starbucks on campus for a coffee and a bagel before leaving for class. He was walking down the halls in a completely good mood. That is when, he heard it.

"Hello Alfred." A feminine voice said.

Alfred froze. 'No… It can't be!' He thought as he quickly turned around to see who was calling his name. He chocked on the piece of bagel in his mouth when he saw her. Natasha Alfroskaya. Not only was her brother 'secretly' the leader of the local mob, but she was also the scariest and creepiest girl Alfred had ever encountered. Alfred laughed nervously."N-Natasha? Is that you?" He asked, though he already knew the answer.

Natasha began walking towards Alfred until she was standing in front of him. She narrowed her eyes slightly making Alfred feel uncomfortable "Of course it's me, idiot." She scowled slightly.

Alfred gulped. "Ah right…." He began, "It's just that the last I heard you were… well in jail." He whispered as if it was some big secret.

Natasha shrugged. "Key word America: Were. My brother bailed me out and I am pretty sure you already know who my brother is." She said simply.

Alfred sighed. The girl was right, he did indeed know who her brother was. The famous Ivan Braginski, he was 'secretly' the leader of the local mob. It really wasn't a secret sine anyone who had lived in this town for a while knew who he was. However it was considered a secret because if you were heard talking about him in public, bad things would happen. Alfred looked around slightly as he thought that before nodding. "Yeah yeah, I already know alright?" He mumbled. Figures. Ivan had the right to do anything he wanted to, since so many people feared him. This meant that basically anyone close to him could do anything they wanted too, Natasha fell into that category.

Alfred didn't consider Natasha a 'friend' per-say. In fact, he had no idea what she would be considered. Hell he had no idea what she thought of him in that weird mind of hers. However she must have thought something of him since she even bothered to acknowledge the American. He just hoped it wasn't for a secret plan or anything.

"Are you coming?" Natasha asked looking back at him. Alfred had been so busy thinking that he didn't even notice her walk past him. Now a good five or six feet away. Alfred tilted his head curiously. "Coming? To what?" He asked curiously.

Natasha turned to look at him wants again. "I arranged it so that we had the same classes together America." She said simply. "I can do that you know. My brother is-"

"Yes yes I already know very well who your brother is. You don't have to remind me every five seconds." He mumbled quietly. 'Great' He thought. 'Another school year of putting up with Natasha. Could this day get any worse?' He sure hoped not. With that Alfred began to lead her to the classroom, since she didn't know where it was. When they arrived he noticed that Ludwig was already there. Ludwig turned and waved slightly like the kind person he was but when Alfred shot him a 'Please, help. Me.' Look, Ludwig became confused until he noticed Natasha right next to him. Then that famous blue set of irritated lines formed on Ludwig's head. Alfred wasn't completely sure, but he could have guessed that a headache was forming on the German man.

When Natasha noticed Germany, she smirked slightly. 'Another person to torture.' She thought to herself as she took the seat right next to Ludwig, which would usually be Alfred's seat. Ludwig looked even more irritated at that point.

Alfred knew it was a bad idea, but he cleared his throat anyway. "Um Natasha, actually that's my seat…" He said quietly.

Natasha glared at him. "Well it's mine now. Besides, you can sit right here." She said pointing to the free spot on her left.

Alfred was about to speak again but sighed. There was no point in arguing with the girl, because no matter what, she always won. Alfred sat down in his new seat. He began to think slightly. All his high school teachers were always scared an intimidated by Natasha, always giving her good grades when she didn't deserve them. Sure she was a smart girl, but she never bothered to pay attention in class. She would simply sit in her seat calmly, take out her phone and begin to text in front of them. Alfred always wondered who, because it was fairly obvious that she didn't have a large range of friends, if any. Alfred also wondered if like his previous teachers, Professor Yao would cower before Natasha, giving her everything she wanted like a spoiled child. He sure hoped not. After all, Alfred thought Professor Yao was the coolest teacher he had ever had! He was really strict, but he was also kind and sweet at the same time. He would also hand out goodies to the children that behaved and when they got good grades on a test, which made class really fun! Plus, he would always carry a ruler around, swatting naughty children like in the olden days, Alfred thought that was so boss!((LIKE A BOSS. LEIKO.)) Well, soon his questions would be answered because at that very moment Wang Yao walked into the room. "Good morning kiddies." He said in his strong Chinese accent. It was also slightly feminine even though he was a guy. "Today it appears we have a new student!" He said as he held his clipboard. America made a note that Professor Yao's long sleeves went over his hands, so that when he held the clipboard you couldn't see them, and it sort of looked like he was holding it awkwardly with his arms. Alfred always thought that was funny to watch, though he would never laugh at loud doe to the fear of being swatted. "Natasha Alfroskaya, are you here?" He asked kindly.

Natasha raised her hand. "Yes, and if you don't mind, I've already found a seat for myself." She said matter-o-factly.

Wang didn't take any offense to her slight standoff-ish-ness. "Alright, that seat seems fine." This made Ludwig grunt slightly in irritation and made Alfred frown, but they didn't say anything. "Aright, I shall begin the lesson now! Listen up children! Today we shall be talking about…" And then he went on to teach his lesson. Alfred noticed out of the corner of his eye that Natasha had begun to text away, just like Alfred had predicted. He sighed softly, figuring Professor Yao would just let her text, so he tried to ignore the obnoxious finger tapping and pay attention to the lesson. After all, he REALLY needed to get his grades up.

The tapping went on for five good minutes until Professor Yao turned around looking at the class. "What is that annoying noise?" He asked questionably scanning over the class. His eyes stopped at Natasha and once he noticed the phone in her hand and twitched and picked up his ruler walking to her desk. "Excuse me Natasha, but there are no phones in class. I'm going to have to take it away from you." He said as he reached his hand out, wanting Natasha to put it in his hand.

Natasha turned her head and looked at Wang. "No, I'm texting." She said simply as she turned her head back to her phone.

Wang twitched slightly. "I don't care if your texting, there are no phones in here." He said as he grabbed the phone and put it in his pocket. Natasha was slightly surprised, not exactly expecting that since she was always allowed to text in high school. "W-What- Hey give that back!" She yelled.

"You can have it back at the end of class." Wang said simply.

Natasha growled and stood up glaring at him. She was shorter than Wang, but she didn't care. "How dare you." She mumbled quietly and then gradually became louder. "How dare you. How dare you. How DARE you. How DARE you! HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO MY BROTHER IS! MY BROTHER IS IVAN BRAGINSKI!" She yelled loudly.

Everyone in the class gasped except for Ludwig, Alfred, Wang and Natasha.

Now, Wang wasn't stupid. He knew exactly who Ivan Braginski was. However in his long years of living, he was no longer frightened of what he called 'pitiful' people like him. And with that, a hard SLAP rang all throughout the room. Natasha was holding her cheek in pain, and there was a big red rectangular mark on her face, for Wang had hit her with the ruler. "I don't care if you're brother is the President of the United States of America." He said calmly. "You will respect me in my class, understood?" He asked. For once, Natasha was completely speechless. The only thing she could do was give a faint nod. "Good. Now go ahead and sit down Ms. Alfroskaya." He commanded, and Natasha listened.

Wang walked back to the front of the classroom while everyone in the classroom had a shocked expression on their face. However once Professor Yao reached the front of the classroom, a big smile was plastered on his face. "Alright kiddies, let's continue on with the lesson!" He said joyfully as he began talking as if nothing happened. Everyone continued to pay attention but Alfred noticed Belarus confidence slowly deteriorate.

At the end of class, Ludwig walked up to Alfred. "Ah, Alfred." Ludwig began. "Gilbert asked if you could come over tonight, he has some things he would like to talk about with you." He said simply.

Alfred smiled and nodded. "Oh okay, that's fine. Well then I guess I'll be following you home then?" He asked.

Ludwig nodded. "Ya, just follow me." He said. They were about to leave when they were stopped by Natasha. "Um, I want to come to!" She said. Usually it would be a demand but right now it was an unsure jumble of words. Ludwig was also able to tell her confidence was drained, just like Alfred did before. Alfred and Ludwig glanced at each other, arguing with their eyes on who should reject her. After all, there was simply no way in hell Ludwig was letting her in the house and Alfred certainly didn't want to spend a Friday night with her. After a while Ludwig intensified his look, making Alfred sigh in defeat. He smiled at Natasha awkwardly. "Ah well you see, don't you have to go ask Professor Yao for your phone back?" He asked.

Natasha nodded. "Da, I do, but if you wait for me-"

"Sorry, we are in s bit of a hurry." Alfred said quickly.

Natasha frowned slightly and her head fell. "Oh, I see. Alright then." She said quietly as she walked over to the professor's desk. Alfred felt slightly bad, but only slightly. When Natasha wasn't looking at them Alfred turned to Ludwig. "Alright move. Move quickly." He said hastily.

Ludwig raised an eyebrow. "Why? We already told her no." He said simply.

Alfred nodded. "Yeah but knowing her she might follow us." He whispered.

Ludwig nodded. "Ah, your right. Okay let's go." He said and with that they began to speed walk down the hallways and outside to Ludwig's car. Once inside Ludwig quickly drove off until the school was out of sight. Then they made their way to Ludwig's house.

When they arrived, Alfred put down his bags and took off his shoes as if it was his own home. He had become very comfortable in Ludwig's house between the last couple of weeks, since he was there so often. "Gilbert! Alfred's here!" Ludwig called as he walked to the living room, Alfred following. "Yeah dude! Hurry and get up here!" He yelled laughing.

After about a minute Gilbert came upstairs grinning. "Sup!" He said as he ruffled both Ludwig and America's hair. Ludwig looked irritated as usual but Alfred simply grinned. Gilbert made himself comfortable in the lone chair in the corner while both Alfred and Ludwig sat on the couch. "So," Gilbert began. "How was school? Not that I really care though." He said simply.

Usually Alfred and Ludwig would respond with a faint 'fine' but today they simply glanced at each other. "Well…" Ludwig said.

Alfred laughed. "It was certainly interesting…"

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Now you have me interested! Come on spill the dirt!" He said grinning.

Ludwig shook his head. "I'll tell you later. Now what is this big thing that you wanted us to do?" He asked curiously.

Gilbert pouted at the lack of an answer but then smirked again. "It's not really a big thing. I just felt that Alfred should meet some of my other friends!" He said.

At this, Alfred looked absolutely shocked. "You have other friends!" He asked without thinking, earning a show to the face which Gilbert just happened to have near him.

"YES I HAVE OTHER FRIENDS!" Gilbert yelled angrily. "And what better way to show him than over drinks!" He said happily.

It was quiet for a moment. "Um… but I'm underage." Alfred said.

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Duh, I know that, I'm not stupid." He said taking out a card grinning. "That's why I got you a fake ID! Don't worry, Ludwig has one to!" He said happily.

Anyone else would have been unsure of the idea, but Alfred simply grinned jumping up. "A fake ID! Really! Dude that is so cool! This is like one of the best gifts anyone has never given me!" He yelled happily.

Gilbert smirked as his ego rose. "HA! I know right? I am simply that amazingly awesome!" He said laughing loudly.

Ludwig sighed. "Not that I have any problem with the fake ID or anything, but is it really okay for Alfred to meet your friends over drinks? I mean they do get pretty rowdy when they're drunk…" He said quietly.

Gilbert laughed. "But it's fine though! After all, it's best to meet them at their worst so that you are prepared for anything!" He said laughing.

Ludwig sighed. "If you think so…"

Alfred grinned. "Well I think this idea is amazing! … but will they really let me go in? I still have my school clothes on…" He said quietly.

Gilbert grinned. "No problem! You can borrow some of my clothes!" He said throwing him some clothes that he just happened to bring up with him at the time.

Alfred smiled and nodded. "Thanks Gil! Be right back!" He said as he ran into the bathroom. Once he was changed he came out, looking pretty good in his older friend's clothes. Gilbert grinned. "They fit you perfectly!" He said as Ludwig also came out of his room fully dressed. Alfred figured that he went to get changed not to long after he did.

Gilbert grabbed the car keys and grinned. "ALRIGHT, I'M DRIVING!' He yelled running to the car.

Alfred was about to follow him when he was stopped by Ludwig. "Wait Alfred." He said making Alfred turned towards him. "What's up bro-" He stopped when he noticed the helmet on his head. "… Ludwig what-"

"Gilbert's driving." Ludwig said simply giving Alfred a helmet. "You might want to wear this." He said and with that began to walk with the car.

Alfred thought about leaving the helmet, but he knew very well Ludwig was extremely serious and would never exaggerate. So he gulped, put on the helmet, and followed them to the car.

((That's it for not… I wanted to put England and France in this chapter but… it was getting WAY to long. Sorry loves!)) eHHhhhhh