Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Hetalia or any of the characters except for the OC. Yay me!
A/N:Since I got lots of views for this I though, hey this might be worth it so I continued. So here goes chapter 4!
Ignored. That guy was ignored because Ivan was in the progress of poking me to death.
"Ah for fuck's sake! My name is Azul Alexis Santiago de la Cruz!" I wailed my feet in the air and attempted to kick him but only got pinned to the wall, still with a few inches from the floor. "The fuck is your problem?" I looked up at the Russian hovering over me. Oh Glob, he was even scarier up close.
"Okay dude, I'm not kidding this time but Belarus—I mean Natalia—is here…" I heard Antonio say somewhere behind Ivan.
"I will not fall for it again, Spain. She doesn't even come here." Ivan rolled his eyes looking back for a second. I heard him gasp and he immediately dropping me to the floor. What the hell?
"Brother…" I hear a small hiss coming from the door.
"Der'mo…" Ivan froze in place. I peeked out from behind him to look at a girl with long blonde hair, blue eyes and a knife on her right hand. Wait, what? Why is there a girl in an all boy school?
"S-sestra? What are you doing here?" The Russian man asked slowly taking small baby steps to the kitchen door.
"Privet bratu." The blonde smiled, a freaky kind of smile, those smiles that sent chills up your spine and made the hairs in the back of your neck stand. Never mind what I said about Ivan being scary—this chick—she was the sole meaning of scary!
"I came to visit my dear brother… Just to find him with another boy." She shot me a glare but looked back at Ivan. "Ukraine wanted to come… but she couldn't make it… due to a few circumstances."
"Yo, hey Belarus!" Alfred approached the blonde with a huge stupid grin on his face. "Dude, loosen up. It's not like Azul will take your brother!" He laughed, patting her in the back.
"Don't touch me, Alfred." Her eye twitched looking at Alfred, well more like glared, and he quickly backed away to hide behind eyebrows, the British guy, who had come back from the kitchen with a cup of tea. When she looked back at her brother he was gone, he had ran into the kitchen and probably out the back door.
"He went into the kitchen, out the back door." I told her, dusting off my jeans as I got up. "No need to thank me, he's all yours." She rolled her eyes, and walked past me. "Make him suffer." I whispered. I heard her smirk from the kitchen.
"Well, can someone please tell me what is going on here?" The new guy said, who looked a lot like Feliciano and even had that curl coming out of his hair, I wonder what would happen if I touched it…? Nah, probably nothing.
After a few minutes of introduction and a few conversations about tomatoes between Lovino—Romano that's what he is called—and Antonio everyone decided it was time for dinner. I was sent to the living room along with everyone else with the exception of Yao, Feliciano and Romano. Kiku had excused himself to his room to study for his history exam, so it was only Gilbert, Francis, Antonio, Ludwig, Alfred and Arthur in the living room.
"So Azul, what's your story?" Alfred asked. He sat next to Arthur on the black leather love seat in front of the black leather couch that formed an L. He leaned back, slowly wrapping an arm around the other blonde's waist who rolled his eyes and pushed him away. The blue-eyed American whined and pouted but was ignored by the English man.
"What do you mean by story?" I asked, arching an eyebrow at his actions. I examined them carefully, they both seem to feel comfortable next to each other, and by judging the faint blush on the Brit's cheeks I would assume that these two ere together.
"Well, why did you decide to come here so late?" Ludwig shrugged, crossing his arms over his muscular chest. This dude, Ludwig, seemed cool and I bet he trains a lot due to the huge amount of muscles on him. I wonder if he'll train me…
"Oh! Well…" I looked at the Spaniard sitting next to Gilbert and Francis, and I shrugged. "I don't have a story just that…." I looked at their faces then back to Antonio who gave me a small smile. "When my parents where k—when my parents died when I was in my first year of elementary school I was soon adopted by Antonio's parents—"
"Aw, so you're Antonio's baby brother?" Francis grinned, getting up from the couch and walking to the beanbag I sat in to pinch my cheek. "He never told us, mon ami~!"
"Because I told him not to and because I don't want to be treated as his little brother." I sighed slapping his hand away earning a small whine from him.
"The awesome me thinks that you were lucky!" The albino laughed patting Antonio's back. "You should have told us earlier!"
"Azul, what does your name mean?" Arthur looked up from Alfred's hand around his waist to me. I smiled at their cuteness together, they are so cute together~!
"Well, it's just the color blue." I blinked, "Nothing much."
There was a loud knock on the door that made the couple jump in their places. Ludwig sighed standing up to get the door.
"I-I'm sorry I'm late. The Liberian forgot I was there and she closed it… I had to get out form one of the windows…" A soft voice came from the doorframe.
"No, it's okay." Ludwig said returning to his seat with a boy who looked almost like Alfred. His hair was slightly longer and lighter with a long curl sticking out, he wore glasses and his clothes looked dirty, probably form the journey out of the library. "This is Azul, the new guy."
"Oh-!" He turned to me with a small smile, "I'm Mathew, but you could call me Canada." His smile slightly flattened when he looked at me closely. I arched an eyebrow, his face came closer to me and I leaned back. This was weird.
"Hey~! Don't look at him like that when I'm here~!" Francis jumped up from the couch to wrap his hands around the boy's waist and leaned to his ear whispering something he could only hear. Matthew's face immediately turned a color of crimson. He quickly backed away from the French man.
"Come over here, aru!" Yao yelled from the kitchen. "Dinner is ready!" The Chinese man said from the kitchen, everyone got up form their seat to follow the Bad Touch Trio who sang their way into the kitchen and dinning room. I was the last to get up, followed by Mathew who kept looking at me from the corner of his eyes… What's up with this guy?
I turned to him slowly with a frown in my face, "What are you looking at?"
"I-I um… I just wanted to know how you got accepted to this school?" The Canadian asked, stumbling over his words a bit. "I mean—"
"Well I took the test like every guy that comes to this school and I passed." I shrugged rolling my eyes, "I'm not trying to show off but I was actually one of the top scores—"
"Not that—what I mean is: how did you get accepted to this school when this school is a all boys school?" The blonde turned to me, taking my wrist and pulling me to the end of the living room, away from the commotion of the kitchen.
"I—What are you talking about?" I tried playing it cool, I'm a good liar but this guy's eyes knew that I was straight out lying. Damn it.
"I got you already, no need to lie." He smiled placing a hand in my shoulder, "I won't say anything if you don't want me to. I swear."
I sighed and looked up at his purple orbs and nodded, he looked trust worthy. "As you may know, Antonio's parents donate to this school—they pulled a few strings here and there, convinced Director Varus to let me come and here I am." I shrugged with one shoulder. "Please don't tell anyone!"
He laughed shaking his head, "I won't."
I sighed in relief and nodded, "Gracias, it means a lot to me."
"O-oi, is dinner ready?" A small and polite voice came from the stair; we turned to look at Japan standing awkwardly there.
"Yes, their already in the dinning room." Canada said watching him go into the chaotic room.
"Hey, Matthew—I think that Italy, Feliciano, knows about me. He jumped on me when he saw me and he might have felt my chest… Oh and I don't think I have to tell you about Antonio knowing…"
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll figure something out, I'll help if you need me to." He said before turning to walk to the dinning room.
I bit my lip looking at the dinning room from here. Gilbert sat between Francis and Antonio; he had pasta on his hand and was eating right out of it. Alfred was attempting to sneak his hand around Arthur's waist while eating his own pasta while Francis was trying to flirt with Mathew who kept scooting away from him. Ludwig sat next to Kiku and Italy and was having a conversation with Kiku while Feliciano and Lovino were bothering Yao about the lack of tomato sauce.
I smiled; I might get use to this. Antonio looked happy here, and very cheerful… I have never seen him like that back home with our parents or the old middle school. I guess having him to come to this school was the best for him…
"I see that you like it here." A Russian voice said.
I turned to see Ivan standing in front of the door. When the hell did he come? "Uh… Yeah." I looked at him with suspicious eyes. "Look, I'm sorry for laughing—"
"Niet, it's okay. I over reacted." He shook his head, taking off his school's coat. "I should be sorry."
"Well, I guess we are even." I shrugged looking back at the dinning room where Yao and Arthur had started a small food fight between each other.
"Welcome, by the way." He said walking past me to the dinning room and sat between Arthur and Yao, immediately stopping their bickering and food throwing. Alfred took this chance and took the startled Arthur by the shoulders to plant a kiss on his lips.
I rolled my eyes and walked in there taking a seat next to Antonio who smiled at me. This might be fun
A/N: I already have chapter 5 and 6, but I will not post them until I have 5 comments... I want your opinions people! I want to hear you voice in this! And I do not know who to pair her with so I need that too. I could be demanding :3
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Oh! And I will update next week... Or as soon as I get those comments. Who knows?