HetaSchool

Disclaimer: Axis Powers Hetalia belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz

Warning: Yaoi so if this not on your menu, please step back :)

Summary: AU...is inspired by a doujin when they act not like nation-tan but as high school student, and some of them are members of the student council. Overall this is the story where love grows and maybe later the rating will change, every chara related to another, and not so light as it seems

Chapter 10: Secrets: Haunted Dream and Scarf

He ran like there's no tomorrow, he won't met tomorrow if he didn't run all his strength to the end. He wanted to escaped from the persons who chased him. His small feet said he should gave up but his brain said no. After what he saw in his own house, he knew he needed to rescued himself, for his mama and his papa, he couldn't die here.

He could hear all the footsteps get closer and closer to him. He looked around to found somewhere to hid and he found a bush to hid his body, that bush was his last save place, if they found him then his fate would be the same like his parents. He held his breath as he felt some of them stood next to his bush.

One minute, two minute at last he knew they were gone from near his bush, he let his relieved sighs escaped from his mouth and his heart calmed a bit but it was before he felt something sharp choked him at his neck, and made him hard to breathed.

"Found ya, little brat...," He couldn't see who was it but he recognized the voice.

"W...wh..."

"What's the matter young master? Feel hard to speak?," As those person talked he also could feel warm liquid trickled from his neck to his clothes. "I'll end your live with this piano string, to make you feel slow and painful death"

"N...n...o"

"Yes...instead I helped the government to demolish this nation threat...or should I take over your family...?"

Those person kept talking but there were nothing coherent anymore to his ears. He almost lost his consciousness and his head. The piano string unbelievably sharp, that person must be took his time to sharpened it for this killing intent. His tears fell down to the ground, he didn't know anything, he didn't know what those person talked about, all he knew was he found his parents died with blood splattered around them and he just wanted to live.

"Why? What did I do? Did I do something wrong?"

He snapped his eyes open and he found himself on his own bed, sweating like he just done some exercise. He controlled his breath and put his hands to his own neck, still there, the piano string mark still rest comfortably on his neck, a reason why he never let anybody saw his neck and warped it with his scarf no matter what season, only a few people knew it though. He couldn't recall how he could be saved, all he knew was there's a loud gun voice and he was awaken in hospital.

The dream haunted him and never let him go, he often screamed for help but sometimes he just awaken like this, panting and sweating, not screamed any words. His hand reached a glass that settled next to his bed, but it was empty and it applied to the jar. He sighed and decided to took the jar to the kitchen to filled it.

He stopped his feet when he heard someone talked on the phone, it was unmistakably his servant he had from his childhood, it was Toris' voice. He peeked from a small gap Toris forgot to close on his door, from his spot he could heard and saw him chuckled.

"...I don't know Feliks...I feel bad about him..."

Feliks? His best friend or his lover he didn't know, but his instinct said that both of them talked about him on the phone, this late. It must be something he must not know.

"I want to live with you but I can't leave Ivan-san alone..."

He widened his amethyst eyes, it was something he never heard from Toris. As the brunette kept talking, he tightened his grip on the jar he brought, suddenly forgot his own thirst. He pushed the door open and made Toris shocked and hung up his phone.

"I...Ivan-san...wha...what do you need?"

"I...want to go to the kitchen to fill this jar...," He smiled and raised his hand, the one with the jar.

"Ah, I'm sorry I forgot to fill it...let...let me..."

Ivan eyed his servant and slammed the jar to Toris' head and made the brunette fell in front of his bare feet. He made the smaller man faced him with his toes and smiled. "Bad...bad Toris, said something about leaving me?"

"I...it was...," Now blood started to flow to his face, Ivan have no mercy on his hands if he wanted to punished him.

"It was what?," Now he bent on his knees to faced him eye to eye and made his hand as support so Toris won't fainted soon, "I misheard?," Still have smile on his face he once again stood and kick his servant on his stomach, "Do you think I'm stupid Toris?!"

"A..ah, I...I'm sorry...I'm sorry Ivan-san...," He plead but the kick on his stomach just continued and he cursed his carelessness, Ivan shouldn't hear what he talked to Toris, he should talked to him in school, at last Ivan won't bother him at school.

Ivan stopped and controlled his breath, he felt sudden burn on his neck, "You want to leave me so you can betrayed me just like your father did?," He left his smile and stared at his servant who looked very shock.

"You...you knew?"

Ivan laughed hard and it made Toris more afraid. His master didn't get any better since that incident and lots of therapy, instead he got bipolar syndrome, something he didn't have before. Made him unpredictable and violent.

"Of course I knew Toris, dear...," He smiled and once again their eyes met, Toris could see the wilderness inside his eyes, eyes that usually so calm except in occasion like this. "Do you think I can't recognized your father's voice when he gave me this scar, hmm?"

Toris looked at the scar Ivan pointed, old scar he already knew and the reason why he couldn't leave his master, he felt responsible for what his father done to Ivan, to his family.

"I...I'm sorry"

Ivan eyes flickered and once again he raised his hand with the jar, "Sorry? What for? For what your father done or sorry for you want to leave me?"

"Everything, I'm sorry for everything!!!," Toris didn't know why his tears started to flow. Is that because he felt so hurt or because his empathy to his master. "I'm so...sorry....Ivan-san..."

Ivan stopped and let go the jar until it scattered on the floor. He started to murmured to himself and covered his own face with his palm. He fell on his knees and the mumbling reached Toris ears.

"Should not...do this...hates me...what...I've done..."

It was incoherent words Ivan had and Toris brought him to his arms. Patted his back to calmed him. Ivan was older from him but he was the one who calmed him. Ivan was a fragile, wrong handling could made him broken apart, and Toris tried not to be the one who broke him, his father was enough.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...," Ivan repeatedly said that in his cry.

"It's okay...it's okay now Ivan-san...," He kissed Ivan's forehead and felt the bigger man tensed bosy relaxed and fell a sleep on his arm.

Once again he opened his eyes and found morning already welcomed him. He stepped silently to his locker and took his uniform. Toris might be angry or not felt too well after his abusing last night but when his hands reached his beige colored scarf, he heard knock on his door.

"Come in..."

"Ah, Ivan-san you already awake?," Toris, with band-aid on his head smiled warmly to him and it made Ivan even feel guilty.

"Good morning Toris...," He smiled and tried his best to act normally, something that Toris done too. Something he always done after he abused him severly.

"I've prepared your breakfast..."

"You're... not leaving?," Ivan cut Toris' sentence and the said person just smiled.

"As long as you need me, I will be here and if you already bored with me say it, then I'll leave so I won't bother you..."

"That's..."

"It's okay Ivan-san...I meant it...now please have your breakfast before we get late...," He pushed a cart inside Ivan's room.

"Thank you...Toris...," He smiled his sincere smile and it made Toris stunned a while before replied him with his smile.

"Your welcome, Sir..."

~to be continued~

A/N: Wh...why I wrote fanfic instead of my internship papers T.T!!!! ORZ

geez I'm flashback whore, this chapter revealed why Ivan never leave his scarf and a bit his past, but what makes his family a threat? And I somehow like Toris' sentence about 'need me I'll stay, bored with me then tell me so I'll leave' LOL

a bit of Russia x Liet, ugh can't help it I love them too D=

e...enjoy...? (hides and tried to write some papers)