Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

"Alright, we can go home now." Yao turned his key and shut the restaurant door.

"I love the first day of school. It's such a magical time." Tamanna yawned.

Her children shared matching looks of the insanity of their mother. "The first day of school is kind of fun. Me and Feliks had the best time talking over our first day of school accessories." Mei squealed.

"Remind me again why you and Feliks went shopping for first day of school outfits when we wear uniforms? Are accessories really that important?" Huong asked raising her thin black eyebrows.

"Of course they are! Imagine you with your hat. You made Fuquin and Mama write a letter to the Headmaster allowing you to wear it." Huong held tightly onto her large straw hat as Mei said this.

"Hey Mei! Call me tomorrow when you're getting ready so I can give you tips on your earrings." Feliks piped up over Tamanna's shoulder. Tamanna, herself let out a blood curling scream.

"Don't do that to me Feliks! Gods, what are you doing here anyways? You live in Greenpoint, does the subway even go there? And it's late, you live in Greenpoint, in Brooklyn. What are you doing here?"

"I like to wait until closing time. And I like totally know the safety procedures about getting home. Liet drives me home." As to prove this, Feliks pulled Toris' wrist bringing him closer to the group.

"Toris,don't you live in the Bronx? What are you doing driving Feliks home?" Tamanna asked.

"Like Liet, staying with me tonight. Ivan won't mind." Toris swallowed the sentence 'Ivan would mind. Very much.'

"I actually live with Feliks now. And we should be on our way." Toris said.

"Like bye! And Mei don't forget to call or wait for my call." Feliks waved as Toris led him/her to his secondhand Ford.

"That boy suffers too much. Someone should name a Catholic saint after him." Tamanna shook her head. "Do you want to get the car or shall I?" She asked Yao. She ignored the gasps of her children. What was so wrong about her driving a car? She wasn't in India anymore. She wasn't that deeply rooted in her old traditions was she?

"I will aru." Yao kissed Tamanna's forehead and went to get the family's van.

"That will never fail to be extraordinarily gross." Huong commented.

"At least you never walked in on them." Henry snorted.

"You didn't walk in completely!"

"But I heard things. God, that made me suffer some serious emotional trauma."

"I'm sure you'll live. You probably suffered more emotional trauma with the British than hearing me and your father." Tamanna rolled her light brown eyes and entered the passenger seat of the van. The Singh-Wang family van could hold up to twelve passengers, making it an interesting car to look for on the streets of Manhattan.

The family lived in Inwood, not Chinatown like Alfred suspected. Chinatown didn't have houses big enough for the family and Tamanna thought Inwood was a much prettier place. Inwood was serene and quiet and close enough to Downtown. Most importantly, it probably housed the only home in New York City that could fit all the Singh-Wangs.

The house that the Singh-Wangs lived in was originally planned to be a two-family home. The contractors mid-work got the news that their two-family home idea hadn't been approved. It had to be single-family. They ended up with a house that had one main door, another two doors that were suppose to separate the homes, a gigantic living room, eight bedrooms, a small kitchen, a large dining area, and medium sized hallways. The Singh-Wangs took a tour of the house and bought it right away.

"Now that school has started again,the curfew is back," Tamanna paused to hear her kids groan "I don't want to hear you complain about it. I give you a fair amount of time. Eleven for the girls, eleven-thirty for the boys. And why is it such a big deal? You see all your friends at the restaurant and its not like we force you to stay there."

"We're teenagers. We're suppose to complain about everything our parents say or do." Henry said in his usual monotone.

"Thank you for that wonderful insight into the teenage mind." Tamanna commented. The Singh-Wangs got out of the car and entered their home. The women entered trough the left door and the men through the right. Although as Sittichai jokingly once said "How come Huong enters through the left?" after a punch and a mention of his occasional Feliks-hobbies he learned his lesson.

"I hope you all have a good night. Don't let the bed bugs bite." Tamanna kissed each of her children on the cheek and held her cheek out as each of them kissed her goodnight. Yao wrapped them all into the tightest group hug in the world.

The children climbed up into their bedrooms. Tamanna and Yao took the master. Henry and Sittichai took the next largest, Yong-Soo and Hyung-Soo took the next, Huong and Mei took the next, and Kiku had a room all to himself even though it was the smallest in the house.

It fit him well. The room wasn't too small but the right size for a person like him. His bed was a couple's and his walls were painted white with his lights red. Their were posters of various Japanese bands and anime characters gracing the wall. Kiku removed his school uniform and slid into his loose red pajama pants when Mei appeared in his doorway.

"Boo!" She said.

"Ah!" Kiku jumped and faced his sister.

"What do you want? And what are you even doing here? Shouldn't you be asleep? Haha will get angry. You know how she worries about you and Huong's safety.

"I think I'm smart enough to get knocked up and Huong shows no interest in anyone. Expect Francis but that usually involves her beating the shit out of him." Mei said this with considerable caution tilting her head gently to the side.

"Everyone only shows interest in Francis when it involves beating the shit out of him. What is it that you really want?"

"What is your attitude with Hercules? Last year I had serious money on you and him getting together but now you flee whenever someones thinks about thinking about him."

"We had a falling out in the end of last year." Kiku said stiffly.

"How bad can a falling out be that you won't even talk to your best friend?"

"It was bad enough trust me."

"He doesn't seem to think you guys had a falling out. It looked like he really wanted to talk to you."

"Well, I don't want to talk to him." Kiku turned his back to his sister.

Mei moved in closer to him. "Kiku, are you OK? If there's something you need to say I'm here for you." Mei placed a hand on Kiku's shoulder.

"I'll talk about it when I'm ready." Kiku said still not facing Mei.

"Alright then." Mei hugged her brother from behind and went back to her room. Kiku put on his loose white pajama shirt and slid underneath the covers of his bed.

If only what happened between him and Hercules could be a dream.

Author's Note: A cliffhanger! Sort of! Not really! I'm not sure! And I would like to apologize about the wait on this one. The next chapter will be out much quicker.

Translations:

Fuquin-Father

Haha-Mother(only when referring to your own)