Title: Hetalia Academy II
Pairings: Germany/Italy, America/England, France/Canada, Japan/Greece, Japan/England, Canada/England, Switzerland/Liechtenstein, Austria/Hungary, Switzerland/Austria, Spain/Romano, Russia/China
High schools tough, we all know that. But how about an international boarding school? With Germany and Romano constantly fighting, America in depression, Austria doing things he shouldn't be doing and Russia still being...weird, tears and teenage emotions are running high, will these kids ever get their act together?
Chapter 7 - Regrets and Mistakes
China had just finished scouting around the buffet table for something to eat for breakfast, which happened to be dim sum as usual, and was looking around for somewhere to sit. Russia hadn't yet made it downstairs and China didn't want to seem like a loner sitting on his own and waiting for him. Someone who didn't seem to mind sitting on their own was Japan, China smiled, he hadn't actually had much of a chance to talk to him since returning to the school, he starting making his way over to him and accidentally caught America on the shoulder as he trudged past, "Sorry America!" he didn't respond, he didn't even seem to realise he'd bumped into China, the Asian looked slightly confused, usually America would tell him to watch where he's going but now he was just like a zombie, quiet and unresponsive. China turned back to Japan who had shrunk in his seat, face going red, he sat down opposite him, "Japan, we haven't spoken in a while."
"Hai...how are you?" Japan asked awkwardly, eyes watching America as he left the dining room.
China looked where Japan was looking, "I'm well...are you okay?"
"Hai...thank you." Japan sat up slightly when America had finally left the room, relaxing slightly though his face was still bright red.
"America seems different today." China noted the way Japan seemed to wince at the mention of the American.
"Hai...he and England broke up..." Japan said quietly, looking away.
"I heard about that." China looked at Japan curiously, "...does it bother you?"
"What?"
"You're acting unusual."
Japan blushed heavier, sighing slightly, "I...I don't think it would be best for me to see America."
"How come?" China asked, confused as he wasn't aware Japan and America had had much interaction before.
"Well...last night I...I urm..." Japan bit his lip, face bright red, "...I kissed England."
China gaped at him, eyes wide, "Oh my! Japan!"
Japan placed his head in his hands, shaking his head, "...I don't know why..."
China was still staring at him in disbelief, "When did it happen?"
"...last night." Japan said quietly, gaze down on the table.
China leant over to him, whispering softly, "...do you...like England?"
"I'm not sure..." Japan sighed, looking up at China, not his first choice for a person to talk to but he would do for now, "America still loves him very much...now I feel I have hurt America's feelings."
"You told America?" China blurted out in shock.
"Worse...he saw it happen...I think he was going to make up with England but left when he saw us together..." Japan bit his lip, feeling extremely guilty as he thought back to the look on America's face when he caught them in the act.
China stared at him for a moment, slowly shaking his head, "...I'm surprised at you Japan."
Japan seemed to sink into himself, "So am I...I do not think England even likes me...although he kissed me again when we got up."
"So, is he your boyfriend now?"
Japan shook his head, "I don't think so...maybe..." he sighed, pushing his chair away from the table as he got up, "I have to go now." he left the dining room hurriedly, feeling even more confused then when he sat down. China watched him curiously, still in a slight state of shock, he'd always been amazed at what a nice person Japan is...he still was of course, but China couldn't help feeling slightly differently about him now knowing this.
"Dobroe utro China." Russia smiled, taking the empty seat besides his friend and placing his breakfast down in front of him, "...are you okay?"
"Yes I'm fine, I have some gossip for you though." China beamed as he turned around in his seat to talk to him properly, it seemed mean to spread it around however Russia didn't really speak to many other people and he only ever shared secrets with China.
Russia turned to face him also, "Tell me."
China leant in close to whisper, "...last night Japan and England kissed." the Asian waited expectantly for Russia's shocked reaction.
He didn't get one, Russia merely blinked, looking slightly confused, "That is so unfair...why has Japan kissed England already when me and you haven't kissed once yet?"
"Exactly...wait, what?" China looked confused at Russia's strange answer when suddenly the taller boy leaned forward and pressed their lips together. Almost immediately China pulled back, looking at Russia in shock as he face slowly went red, "I...I'm leaving now." China shot up out of his seat and hastily retreated from the dining room, leaving a very confused Russian behind him.
~0~
Canada couldn't believe it, he'd just been stopped again by America's teachers to ask where he'd been all morning. He sighed irritably, he was trying his best to be sympathetic and caring but America couldn't just keep skipping lessons! Even if he spent the whole hour crying or moping it didn't matter just so long as he was there...he'd get a visit from Mr Danketsu soon if he didn't start attending class regularly again. Canada himself was worried he'd get into trouble as he'd skipped third lesson to track down his brother, he wasn't lying on his usual bench. This time it was even worse. He was lying on the ground, curled up right by the bench. Canada just stared at him, irritation forgotten as he saw how broken down he looked, he gently kneeled by him and shook his shoulder, "America, it's me."
"...hi bro." America whispered weakly, lying perfectly still.
Canada sighed, rubbing his arm gently, "I take it apologising to England didn't go too well last night..." America slowly shook his head, "...you wanna tell me what happened?"
"...I walked in and he was kissing Japan." America whispered softly.
Canada stared at him, "Oh my...oh America I'm so sorry." he leant down to hug him, "That's so...unlike him."
America shrugged, "Yeah..."
"..are you okay?" Canada rolled him over onto his back gently to get a better look at him, amazingly he didn't look as bad as yesterday...yet he seemed to be acting worse.
"...do I look okay?" America whispered softly.
"Well yeah...which is worrying."
America sighed deeply, "I can't cry anymore Canada...I just physically can't, my chest doesn't hurt anymore though...there's just this heavy weight on it."
Canada looked at him sadly, carefully helping him to sit up, "...so you're not feeling any better?"
America snorted, "No, but does it even matter? England's moved on."
"Well...I'm sure it was just a rebound thing." Canada said unsurely, wishing France was here as he knew more about this kind of thing than he did.
"Didn't seem like it...anyway, he can have Japan, I don't care..." America leant into his brother, closing his eyes.
Canada looked at him in concern, "What? You mean, you're over him?"
"No...but I might as well accept it, he doesn't want me back." America said softly sighing, slowly lying back down on the ground.
Canada looked at him sadly then suddenly remembered something, "America you need to go to class." America didn't answer, simply turned away from his brother, curling up in a ball again, "America..." Canada sighed, standing back up, suddenly feeling irritated again, but not with America, with England. He checked his watch, lessons were far from over yet but he didn't care, he needed to demand an answer from the Brit now. Leaving the despondent American where he lay, Canada headed back into the school and set off towards the science labs, if he remembered correctly this time of day and day of the week was when England had biology.
Sure enough he was there, sat on one of the stools gazing at the board with boredom, close to falling asleep, Canada knocked on the door before entering, "Excuse me Miss, but would you mind if I spoke to England for a moment please?" England looked over in confusion as his teacher allowed him to leave, he stepped outside the classroom, shutting the door softly behind him and turned to face the Canadian.
"Hello Canada how are y-"
"Why?"
England furrowed his brows in confusion, "...why what?"
"Why would you kiss Japan?"
England sighed, leaning back against the classroom door, "Give me one reason why I shouldn't."
Canada stared at him, "Because of America!"
"We're no longer together, why should he matter?"
"Because...because you've only just broken up!"
"And? I imagine he'd do the same to me."
"But he's not! He was going to try and fix things with you!" Canada said desperately.
"Yes I got that impression from the flowers now wilting on my bedroom floor." England drawled, "Look I'm not letting him control my actions, we're no longer together therefore his opinion is invalid."
"But...but why Japan? I mean to you actually like him or was it just because he was there?"
England glared at him, blushing slightly, "I don't have to justify it! I'm no longer in a relationship therefore I should be allowed to kiss whoever I want."
"But...but...it's upsetting him!"
"Don't care." England said simply.
Canada stared at him, defeated, "...okay."
"In fact..." England slowly sidled over to him, eyeing him up and down, "...you're quite cute Canada."
Canada blushed heavily, taking a step back, "Thank you but I'm taken..."
England laughed slightly, "I know Canada, don't worry." he smirked, opening the door to the classroom, "Although if you ever get sick of France...come find me." he gave the blushing boy a wink as he went back to his lesson.
~0~
Romano grinned devilishly as he closed his brother's bedroom door behind him, turning to face Spain who was looking at him sceptically, "What are we doing here amigo?"
Romano smirked, "Break up attempt number three."
"No, no Romano please lets not do this." Spain begged, "The underwear thing didn't work amigo, don't you think it's time to quit?"
"Third times a charm." Romano said, reaching up and unbuttoning a few of Spain's top buttons.
Spain looked at him in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"You're part of the plan." Romano grinned, exposing some of Spain's chest, "...you're going to seduce my brother."
Spain stared at him in shock, "What? No! No amigo I'm not doing that!"
"But it's perfect! You seduce my brother, I go and get the German bastard and he catches him cheating."
"But...no that's...that's terrible!"
"Pretending my brother had cheated didn't work, now we have to make it happen for real." Romano glanced at his watch, "He'll be here soon, go get on the bed."
Spain shook his head, "No, I'm not doing this Romano."
"I thought you thought he was cute?"
"Sì, but he's Germany's." Spain winced as Romano whacked him on the head.
"Not for long you bastard! If you do what I say."
"No...Romano I can't...anyway, what makes you think he'd be interested in me?"
"Because you're...you know..." Romano cringed, "...good looking."
Spain looked at him, grinning slightly, "Really? You think so?"
"Sì...so you'll do it?"
Spain shook his head, "I'm sorry amigo."
Romano sighed, hating resorting to this, "But...I want you to..." he gazed up at Spain, making his bottom lip quiver and his eyes start to water.
Spain bit his lip, looking away, "No don't make that face Romano..."
Romano stepped closer to him, leaning into his chest as he gazed up at him with sad eyes, "...I thought you were my friend..."
Spain looked down at him, not being able to resist that look, "Oh...okay fine..." he sighed, "I'll do it."
"Sì! I knew you were a team player!" Romano beamed, pushing the Spaniard onto Italy's bed, "You stay here and wait for him, I'll go and get the German bastard, I'll bring him in in about five minutes so you need to be kissing by then."
Spain sighed, nodding as Romano left the room, '...what am I doing? I can't do this to Germany...or Italy...why does Romano have to be so damn cute all the time...' a minute or so past and sure enough the happy Italian bounded into the room, looking slightly confused at the Spaniard sat on his bed.
"Ciao Spain!" Italy beamed, taking a seat next to him on the bed, hugging him sideways, "What are you doing in here?"
"Well I..." Spain bit his lip, hating himself for doing this, "I...really wanted to see you Italy."
"Really?" Italy beamed cutely.
"Sì...I couldn't stay away." Spain leaned closer to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, Italy didn't seem to register this as a come on.
"Why?" Italy asked, tilting his head to the side curiously.
"Well you're just so...so..." Spain was silent, he couldn't think what to say, he knew what Romano would want him to say however, cute? Hot? Sexy? He couldn't do it. Romano would hate him for not going through with it, but he just couldn't, "...so friendly."
"Ve...grazie Spain!" Italy smiled, hugging him again, "Germany said that too."
Spain smiled, "You really love Germany don't you?"
"Sì! I love him this much!" Italy held out his arms as wide as he could to empathise his point.
"Italy..." Spain looked at him seriously, "Don't listen to Romano okay? You and Germany are perfect for each other, you're so cute together! Don't let him break you up okay?"
Italy seemed confused yet smiled anyway, "Grazie Spain." he hugged him again, Spain smiled, cuddling him back.
~Meanwhile~
"Leave me alone, I don't believe it for a second." Germany tried to step past the infuriating Italian who kept trying to insist he was being cheated on.
"I mean it! I just walked in and they're all over each other, just go and have a look!" Romano grabbed his arm roughly, tugging him towards the bedroom door. Germany growled irritably but couldn't be bothered resisting anymore, he allowed himself to be pulled into the bedroom and caught sight of his boyfriend in the arms of Spain. For just a moment, Germany actually felt hurt at seeing that what Romano was saying might be true...but Italy beamed and waved at him in that sweet way he does, letting go of Spain, and Germany knew it couldn't be true.
"You see!" Romano pointed towards them sat together on the bed, "They were literally about to have sex!"
"NO! No of course we weren't!" Spain shot up off the bet, looking at Germany desperately, "Germany I would never come between you and Italy, you two belong together, I swear we were just talking."
Romano glared, storming over to him, "Stop lying to stupid bastard! Tell him about you and Italy, how you're sleeping with him."
"Romano stop this now." Germany demanded as Italy looked between all three of them, confused.
"It's not like that!" Spain insisted, "I don't like Italy in that way I swear Germany."
"I know, it's okay I believe you." Germany tried to reassure the hysterical Spaniard as Romano looked close to breathing fire.
"Whose side are you on anyway?" he snapped, hitting Spain across the chest.
Spain took a step back, wincing, "I'm not on a side, there shouldn't even be sides Romano!"
"There is! You're either with them or with me."
Spain stared at him, "Romano...you can't ask me to choose."
Romano glared at him, "...well I'm asking now."
Spain looked helplessly at Germany and Italy, who offered no help, then back to Romano, he bit his lip, taking a deep breath before he answered, "Romano...I love you...but Germany and Italy are my friends."
Romano shook his head, making for the door, "Pansy." he slammed it shut behind him, leaving an awkward silence in the room between the three of them. Italy still looked confused, he looked at Germany for help who just stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say in this situation. Spain stared at the door, a forlorn look on his face, he'd just told Romano how he felt...and he didn't even care.
Yay I got it done :) kinda short, :/ sorry about that
Well that's it for now, see you all in two weeks :)
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