Young man looked up at the huge building before him. He had been there before. Why, he had already studied there for a half of his first high school year, but now he arrived few weeks later after a new term had started because of some international problems between Japan and United Kingdom.

But why does it feel so different somehow?

He shook his head and closed his eyes. It's not use thinking about it. I should go to principal, he thought. His emerald eyes opened once again, he inhaled deeply and started to walk towards the doors.

Chapter Two of Memories

----while I don't----

"Come in!"

Upon hearing the voice, Ludwig opened the door and stepped to the side to let brothers in. Alfred immediately went through the door, with a wide grin decorating his face and Matthew followed suit after him, as a complete contrast to his brother. Younger of the two was smiling nervously and kept his eyes at the floor. Ludwig closed the door behind them and walked next to Matthew and said:

"Vati, Herr Vargas, I brought the Americans."

"Oh, excellent Ludwig, excellent!" The man who was sitting behind a wooden desk on a comfortable looking chair said and grinned. Next to him was standing a very serious looking man with a long blond hair. Latter just nodded to Ludwig and he did the same.

They were once great leaders and in the flow of time they became legends-

"So, you're the ones from the States, huh? Cool! I was already waiting for you! Nice to meet you, I'm Julius Vargas, the principal and the founder of this school," brown haired man said with a big smile and stood up from his chair.

"Oh, it's nice to meet you too! I'm Alfred F. Jones and this is my brother Matthew Jones," Alfred said and grinned even wider, competiting with older man's smile. Ludwig made a side note that he would probably go blind if he had to stare at those smiles for too long.

"Nice to meet you, too..." Matthew said quietly and bowed slightly his head. Principal Vargas acknowledged him by a nod. Alfred decided that he was seeing things. Who in the hell would notice his practically invisible brother?

"So, let's get to the business!" The man announced and walked around his desk to stand right before two brothers and then leaned back to almost sit on the desk. "You're hopefully going to stay here for three years and as you already may know, we have dorms here and everyone has to share their room with another student, but no worries, there's plenty of space and you're probably going to share the room with each others, so no problem here. As a side-note, there's also environments where you can spend your free-time, you'll see those later. Diederich, those papers about dorm rooms, please?"

Blond man nodded and took papers out of nowhere and gave them to the other man, who smiled as a 'thank you' and passed the documents to Americans. Before Alfred could even touch them, Matthew snatched them away from principal's hand in fear that his brother would lose them. Older man blinked once and then chuckled, causing Matthew to blush slightly. Alfred just glanced at both of them, completely oblivious. Ludwig sighed.

"You have very funny brother," principal Vargas said to Alfred who just stared at him. I do? he thought but then just shrugged. Matthew looked away.

"Anyways, then you of course have your own class room, because in this school we have such a system that you stay in one room and your teacher changes within every new subject. One class is fourty-five minutes long. Okay, so do you get everything?" Julius told them. Both of the brothers nodded, Alfred being abnormally quiet, and the man grinned and continued:

"We have pretty much same subjects here as in States, so there's nothing to tell about them, but I'll still give you your schedule. Diederich?"

The man called Diederich sighed and went to the bookself and took a blue folder. He flipped through different documents for a few moments before walking over Americans and gave them their own timetables.

"You can see your class in that thing by the way," brown haired man noted while another returned the folder to it's respected place.

"'The first year, class B?'" Alfred read from the paper.

"Me too..." Matthew told quietly.

"Yeah, I'll have Ludwig or someone to show you where your class is when we're through this," principal said. "Anyways, about eating. We have a cafeteria where you can order pretty much everything. We have a breakfast at eight o'clock at the morning, lunch at half past eleven, meal at four o'clock at afternoon and supper at eight o'clock at evening. Is that clear? I can give you more papers if you want."

"No need, of course I'll remember something like that!" Alfred announced, "Because I'm the hero, you know!"

"Then what will you be?"

"Why, I'm the hero of course!"

Everyone stared at Alfred for awhile. Then principal started laughing loudly and Matthew sighed and rolled his eyes when Ludwig and Diederich just continued staring at the older of two twins. After a moment Julius calmed down.

"You're such a funny brothers! I like you," he told them while cathing his breath.

"Really?!" Alfred asked, completely oblivious to everything, like always. Matthew just sighed again and said:

"Sorry, he's always like that..."

"Oh, nothing, nothing! He's very entertaining," brown haired man said. Alfred remained oblivious.

"Where were we again? Oh yeah, the cafeteria! You can get there anything anytime and nothing else to add in that one. Then there's everything not-so important so I'll just give you more papers," principal said and then turned to look at Diederich with a pleading look. Blond man sighed and gave to his superior few papers who took them with a wide grin and passed them off to brothers. Matthew took them again.

"So, Ludwig, caro, would you please show them around a little? Oh, and if you see my sweet grandson, please tell him to come here immediately," Julius said to a quiet young man who nodded.

"...Which one?" Ludwig then asked.

"Feli," principal said with a sing-song voice and smiled. "Now, if you could leave, I'm having another student coming here soon. Who was it again, Diederich?"

Diederich looked at brown haired man for a moment and then replied:

"Arthur Kirkland."

Alfred froze completely.

"Hey, how are you, my boy? It has been so long time!"

"You're already taller than me..."

"So... you're really... leaving...?"

"...Alfred..."

Suddenly he was starting to feel rather dizzy.

"...Alfred?"

His head snapped in Matthew's direction, who was looking at him with a worried look in his purple-ish eyes.

"Is everything alright?" Matthew asked. Alfred inhaled a little bit too deeply.

"Yeah," he said and grinned but it turned out as more like a weak grimace. "Just... a jet-lag or something. Nothing too serious!"

No one noticed when Julius and Diederich glanced at each other.

"We should leave so we can get quickly done with this and you'll get some rest," Ludwig stated. Matthew nodded and yanked Alfred's bomber jacket's sleeve a little.

"Let's go get something to drink to you," younger of two said. Alfred nodded and grinned weakly. He could feel the head-ache coming...

After the door closed, Julius and Diederich were left alone.

"He'll remember soon," brown-haired man muttered. Other nodded.

"Other one too," Diederich noted quietly.

"Yeah."

"What?" A young man asked, "He finally came?"

"Yeah," other one replied, "Took him long enough."

"Hey hey, I heard that today arrived some new Americans, too!" Another one announced.

"Americans?" The blond man wondered, "What year?"

"Second," albino replied. Brown haired man sighed.

"Aww, that's too bad," he said. "I wonder if they're in the same class as him."

"Very much possible," blond said. "Well, I'm going now. I have to greet him after all this time."

--the end of chapter two of "memories"

Author notes: Hahah, guess who are those three! Or is it too obvious.

Anyways, thank you for all of you guys for reviewing, alerting and even favouriting this fanfic! I really appreciate it!

Oh, but we got some new characters, Rome and Germania! Here, I'll tell you about names that I chose for them.

Rome's name is Julius Vargas. Julius is from Julius Caesar, obviously. I've seen it used in some other fics and I thought that it fits him, so there. And Vargas is Italies surname so I thought I'll use that.

As for Germania, his name is Diederich Weillschimidt. Weillschmidt is Gilbert's surname so that's all about it (I by the way made it Ludwig's surname too, because for some reason he doesn't have one) but his first name was harder one. "Diederich" is an older form of "Dietrich", which is a form of "Theodoric". I'll copy-paste something about that one:

"From a Germanic name meaning "ruler of the people", derived from the elements þeud "people" and ric "power, ruler". It was notably borne by Theodoric the Great, a 6th-century king of the Ostrogoths who eventually became the ruler of Italy. By Theodoric's time the Ostrogoths were partially Romanized and his name was regularly recorded as Theodoricus. The Gothic original may have been Þiudreiks."

And about foreign languages that there was (online translator, so..):

(German) Vati = "dad"

(German) Herr = "mister", "sir"

(Italian) caro = "dear", "precious"

Oh, and if it feels like it's going too US/UK, no worries, if there will even be anything for that, it'll remain just as a side pairing, main is still RussiAmerica.