By: The Two Sides of the Moon, the Light Side. Disclaimer: We don't own Hetalia or some others mentioned. We do own some of the characters and circumstances. If this is similar to any real people or events, it was completely coincidental.
England peered warily through the glass of the car windshield. What had started as a light drizzle earlier had ended up as a full out downpour. "I thought it rained quite a bit back at home, but this is insane…" He thought. He silently wished he didn't have to leave the warmth and dryness of the car he had rented… but how else would he find his partner for this stupid idea of America's?
"It's ok, England!" Magical Flying Mint Bunny nudged England's shoulder with his head. "I'm sure if we run fast enough, we won't get as wet!"
Making up his mind, England quickly exited the car and ran to the front building. Mint Bunny followed closely behind. Even though it had only took less than a minute, both were almost completely soaked. Muttering silent curses, England turned only to have someone bump into him. He suddenly felt a strange sort of jolt, causing his magic to stir slightly.
"Oye! Watch where-" A voice hissed. England glanced down to see a young girl.
She blinked in surprise, "Sorry!" she exclaimed. He couldn't help but notice how she looked almost identical to Spain. She had bright green eyes, semi long brown hair, and her side swept bangs were pinned back with a kitty cat clip. She was about six inches shorter than England. She immediately looked away, a tad flushed. "Uh… um… sorry 'bout that…" She mumbled self-consciously.
"That's alright, it was partially my fault…" England began, then a thought struck him, "Excuse me, but could you point me in the direction of the school office?" He asked. The girl glanced up with confusion in her green eyes. She seemed surprised by his accent.
"Sir? It's… err…" She pointed to a door with the words School Office in bold print.
Of course, it happened to be only a few feet away. Feeling slightly foolish, England hastily cleared his throat. "Y-yes, of course. Thank you!" He quickly made his way over to the office. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the girl gazing at his left shoulder, where his magical friend perched.
"You felt it, didn't you?" Mint Bunny asked curiously. England simply nodded.
England gently opened the door to the office. He was suddenly engulfed in a strange aura. He turned to see a very large man glowering from a table in the far corner. The man had a shaved head and was wearing white gym attire with a whistle dangling around his neck. His shirt showed a snarling white wolf with red eyes. The man stood and made his way over to England, causing England to crane his neck a bit. "What can I do for you? Are you a new student?" The man growled.
"My name is Arthur Kirkland, I have come to speak with Mr. Wolffe." England said using his human name, there would be a bit of trouble if the man knew he was the personification of the UK. The man blinked in confusion, then let out a booming chuckle, causing England to jump.
"Of course! Of course! The little black wolf!" He grabbed England's hand in his meaty palm, shaking it violently, "The name's Coach! Welcome to Duluth, Minnesota. Pine Lake High, home of the Albino Wolves! Nice to meet you Artie!"
"Arthur…"England corrected while he discretely wiped his hand on his pants.
"Right, right, my mistake… Arthur." England caught a slight emphasis on his name. "So, what do ya want with Willy boy? He's quite a bit of trouble, that one." England furrowed his eyebrows, had the resume said anything about William causing trouble? He didn't think he had even read it.
Awkwardly, England began, "I'm sure that must be a slight understa-"
Before he could finish, Coach had interrupted him with another roar of laughter, "Understatement? Understatement?! That boy's the spawn of Hades himself! Just like his older brothers!" he snickered.
"Why didn't I even think to read that bloody resume?" England silently cursed himself.
Coach grinned and turned to glance at the clock, "Well, the little black wolf is in my next class, how would you like to meet him?"
"What have I gotten myself into?" England thought as he and Mint Bunny followed the burly man to the class.
Coach retrieved an umbrella and led England and Mint Bunny out the door. With all three huddling under their only protection from the rain, they walked down the sidewalk to an open space. England struggled to peer through the slowly decreasing downpour. Was that… an American football field?
When they got closer, England saw that it was indeed a football field.
"Why is it called football? They hardly even use their feet for the sport!" Mint Bunny hissed, a bit cross from being damp and cold. Coach led them to the bleachers and sat down. Shivering, England sat next to him.
"Why the bloody hell are we outside in this weather?" He muttered to Mint Bunny, who crouched on his lap.
Mint Bunny glanced up at him with dark eyes, "I don't know, but I can feel another magical presence." Startled, England stared at the players on the field. With the rain letting up a bit, he was finally able to notice the game. The students were indeed playing American football, or at least a rougher version.
"What are they doing?" England asked Coach, who beamed.
"You like? It's a game I created myself. I call it dodge-football, it's a cross between dodge ball and football."
"Creative." Mint Bunny sniffed.
Coach continued, unable to see or hear the magical creature, "There are two teams, the Albino (White) Wolves and Red Wolves. My football team has the white gear, and the non-football players are in red. This is helping us for the big game against the Goldenridge High cougars."
"This game's hardly fair for the red team…" England thought, for there were only three students in red, and eleven in white. The white team was bombarding the scrambling reds with footballs.
"So, should I catch Willy boy for you?" England nodded his head, trying to guess which of the students was his future partner.
Without warning, Coach stood and bellowed, "WILL, GET YOUR SCRAWNY BUTT OVER HERE NOW!" Almost instantly, everyone froze. Three of the students dropped their footballs and made their way to the bleachers. Two were whites, and the third a red.
"No," Coach sneered in a chilling tone, "I need the little black wolf." With audible snickers, both whites sauntered back to their jeering teammates.
One of the reds called shakily, "It's alright Wills, I'm sure you'll be fine…" He was silenced by a glare from the other red.
The red, Will, slowly made his way over to England and Coach. When he reached them, Coach put an arm around his shoulders and spun him to face England. "So, not what you expected huh? You sure you want this scrawny little brat? You can't trust him any further than you can toss him."
"HIM?!" Will removed his helmet, and England's gaze was caught with familiar flaming green eyes. "I've put up with the taunting, but intentionally mistaking me for a guy? That's pushing it!" Growled the girl who had run into England earlier.
"Whoa, did not see that coming." Mint Bunny squeaked in astonishment.
Sorry, I had to make a few last minute edits. Oh, this is The Light Side. Please review! Dark and I appreciate some constructive criticism! Thank you! And no, Coach is not based on any real person. If he was, they would have been fired long ago. I do not have a problem with gym class or gym teachers. Will is called the black wolf because she is like the black sheep of the school. Except the school mascots are the Albino Wolves.
