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 11 - Sacrifice

"How are you feeling honey?" Austria asked softly, reaching across the table to pour some milk into his wife's mug of coffee.

Hungary sighed, stirring the steaming liquid, "Not too bad...it'll get better."

Austria smiled, taking her hand from across the table, "Of course it will, we can get past this."

"I just hope Switzerland's okay." she mused, taking a sip of her coffee.

The Austria quirked an eyebrow, "You do? I thought you'd hold some nasty grudge against him after what happened." he tried to keep his voice quiet, despite it only being the two of them in the staff room.

"I could never do that, the poor boy must be confused and upset."

"How do you know it wasn't his fault?"

"If I recall you were on top of him." Hungary replied dryly, taking her hand away from his.

Austria bit his lip, slouching into himself slightly, "Honey you know how sorry I am about this whole thing."

"I know, but you never explained why it happened in the first place." she looked at him sadly, his miserable face making her feel bad for him in this situation, making her feel bad!

Austria sighed, slumping onto the table, "I don't know...I really don't, I hate the boy and he hates me...but when we're alone something just makes us do stupid things."

Hungary smirked slightly, "Sexual tension?"

Austria grimaced, blushing heavily, "Dear God I hope not...but I promise you it'll never happen again."

"Good." she smiled slightly, reaching for his hand again, squeezing it gently. Austria returned the gesture, leaning across the table to peck her cheek. "I love you Austria."

"I love you too Hungary." Austria said softly, stroking a hand down her cheek, relishing in the feeling of being able to get this close to his wife, a luxury he never thought he'd be able to win back. It had only recently became apparent that Hungary was being extremely forgiving, and Austria thanked God he'd married someone who could turn the other cheek at something that could have effectively ended their marriage.

"Hungary, Austria?" the couple looked up as the blonde, bouncy haired head of Miss Belgium appeared in the doorway, "Sorry to interrupt, but Mr Danketsu wants to see you both in his office immediately."

Austria gulped slightly, however Hungary managed to stay calm and composed, "Alright, thank you Belgium." they waited until she'd left until they both slowly stood up, looking at each other with confusion. "...you don't think...?"

"Maybe Switzerland's said something!" Austria couldn't help the note of panic rising in his voice, "Oh God...what do we do?"

"Calm down, it might not have anything to do with him."

"But what if it is? What should we do?"

"Look...just, deny it okay? I'll say nothing, but you have to insist nothing happened." Hungary took hold of her husband's hands, looking at him intently, "Just be calm and in control okay?"

Austria nodded, taking a deep breath, "Okay...I'll try." Hungary smiled reassuringly, taking hold of his hand as they took the long, slow journey towards the head teacher's office. It wasn't that far from where they were but the thought of what could be waiting for them behind that door made the trek seem to last an age. Austria stopped outside the closed door and raised a slightly shaking hand to knock, Hungary squeezed his other hand gently as she ignored proper protocol, and opened the door herself.

The Austrian's worse fears were confirmed. Sat in Mr Danketsu's neatly kept office were Switzerland and his girlfriend Liechtenstein. Switzerland had his eyes fixed intently on the floor, hands gripping the edges of his seat, he cringed when he heard the door open but stayed completely still, cheeks slowly going red. Liechtenstein looked determined, she turned around to stare at the teachers as they slowly came into the office, eyes narrowed dangerously. Mr Danketsu looked at them both, his usual warm friendly smile absent from his face, "Hello Austria, Hungary, please take a seat." he indicated to the two empty chairs beside the students, situated in front of his desk.

Austria couldn't control his nerves as he slowly sat down, he clasped his hands together on his lap to stop them from shaking, he glanced at his wife who sat down beside him, perfectly calm and composed yet Austria could see slight fear in her eyes as the head teacher stared them both down. Switzerland bit his lip, staring intently down at the carpet, not able to believe what Liechtenstein had done not only to him but to Mr Austria. Liechtenstein herself was waiting impatiently for Mr Danketsu to speak, her foot tapping rapidly on the carpet, occasionally shooting dirty looks Mr Austria's way.

Mr Danketsu sighed deeply, rubbing his temples stressfully, "I'd have hoped that by the way you came into the room Austria, it would be apparent that the reason I've called you here is in fact a lie..." he looked across at the music teacher who was breathing in sharply, body tensed as he tried to stop his uncontrollable shaking, "...however...you appear to be very on edge, and that worries me." his gaze moved over to Switzerland who remained perfectly still, but his eyes refused to leave the floor, the head teacher heaved another sigh, "I'm going to say this now and I want the truth...Austria, Liechtenstein here has told me that she overheard you and Hungary discussing an affair with Switzerland...and that Switzerland confirmed it."

"That's a lie Sir." Austria blurted out, his voice shaking as he tried desperately not to break down.

"It's not a lie, I heard them talking." Liechtenstein glared at Austria, turning back to the head teacher, "Mrs Hungary said he cheated on her with Switzerland."

Mr Danketsu regarded her for a second before turning to Hungary, "Hungary?" she was silent, her gaze fixed on the desk, unable to look him in the eyes, "Mrs Hungary would you like to interject here?" true to her word, Hungary said nothing, giving occasional sideways glances to her distressed husband. "I see..."

Liechtenstein glared at the two teacher's, turning back to Mr Danketsu, "Sir Mr Austria took advantage of my boyfriend, a student, and I'd like to know what you're going to do about it."

"That's not what happened! It's not true!" Austria shouted out in hysterics, hands shaking uncontrollably, "Sir who are you going to believe? Me or a little girl?"

"I may be a little girl but I know what I heard! You won't get away with what you did to him!"

"I didn't do anything to him!"

"So you were arguing with your wife for no reason?"

"We didn't have an argument! You're making it up!"

"You did I was there! I heard everything!"

"You're messing with something you can't handle Liechtenstein!" Austria stood up, fists shaking at his sides, "Just stop all this nonsense!"

Liechtenstein narrowed her eyes, jumping up out of her seat, "You can't talk to me like that you pervert!" she screamed, a rare bout of anger erupting from the young girl.

Austria stood gaping, his cheeks flaming red, "Why you...insolent, little-"

"QUIET!" Mr Danketsu slammed his fists on the table, making all four of them jump. Slowly Liechtenstein and Austria sat back down, both still shaking with anger and fear from the head teacher's sudden outburst. Mr Danketsu took a few deep breaths, taking a moment to look over the four of them properly, "Look, this is a very serious matter, and there's only one way we can get to the bottom of this." he let his eyes land on Switzerland whose head was still lowered, "Switzerland, look at me please." slowly the teen raised his head, peering at his headmaster through his messy fringe, "Switzerland, you need to tell me right now, did you and Mr Austria have inappropriate relations?"

"They did! Switzerland told me so himself!" Liechtenstein insisted.

Mr Danketsu held up a hand to silence her, "I need to hear it from Switzerland...Switzerland, is it true?" Switzerland bit his lip, he could feel all four of them staring at him, Liechtenstein with determination, Austria and Hungary with fear and Mr Danketsu with intrigue. He held his tongue, staring intently into his head teacher's eyes despite the intense urge to look away, he held his ground. A good few minutes passed with just silence before Mr Danketsu leant back in his chair, sighing deeply, "I'm afraid..." he turned to Austria, "I'll have to call the police."

"W-What?" Austria's head shot around to stare at him, eyes wide with fear, "But he didn't say anything!"

"I know, but unless someone can confirm that nothing happened I'm afraid I have no choice." Mr Danketsu said regretfully, looking deeply sorry towards the music teacher who was holding his head in his hands.

"Oh God, oh God please Sir you can't...you can't do this..." Austria said desperately, clutching at his hair, rocking back in his seat.

"I'm sorry Austria."

"No...no you can't! Nothing happened! I swear!" Austria sobbed, collapsing into himself as his wife gently rubbed his back, tears starting to roll down her own face.

"Sir please..." she begged, tears pouring from her eyes as the headmaster reached for his phone.

"I'm sorry but these are very serious allegations, I can't just ignore them." he lifted the receiver.

"We did it!" Liechtenstein hissed in Switzerland's ear, a big grin plastered on her face. Switzerland stared at his girlfriend, shocked by how heartless she was being, he hated Mr Austria, and he didn't really have an opinion on Mrs Hungary...but even he knew he couldn't do something like this to them. Deep down he knew what they had done was serious, and that under normal circumstances a teacher would deserve everything they got for having an affair with a student. But these weren't normal circumstances, and Mr Austria didn't deserve it.

"I can't go to jail!" Austria cried, collapsing into his wife who was also on the brink of a breakdown, clutching at her husband's back, never wanting to let go.

Mr Danketsu sighed deeply, finger hovering over the nine on the phone, "I'm sorry Austria."

Switzerland bit his lip, staring at the hand ready to dial, ready to ruin Austria's life, the blonde boy suddenly jumped to his feet, reaching out and grabbing hold of Mr Danketsu's wrist, preventing him from dialling. The head teacher raised an eyebrow and the two sobbing teacher's went quiet,

"You can't do this."

"Why not?"

Switzerland sighed, slowly letting go of his arm, "...because I made the whole thing up."

"What?" it was all four of them who spoke, all with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

"What do you mean you made it up?" Mr Danketsu asked slowly, putting down the receiver.

Switzerland cringed, looking away, "I...I wanted to get attention from Liechtenstein, so I told her I'd had an affair with Mr Austria."

Mr Danketsu raised one eyebrow, "...and what about the conversation between Hungary and Austria that Liechtenstein overheard?"

"She made that up." Switzerland spun around, fixing Liechtenstein with his darkest look, "Didn't you?"

"But I, but you..." Liechtenstein saw the look, he wasn't messing around, she sighed, "...yes...I made it up."

"I see. So you're telling me right now that no inappropriate teacher student relations occurred between the two of you?"

Switzerland nodded, "...that is correct Sir."

Mr Danketsu sighed, "You know you both could have gotten Mr Austria into some very serious trouble, this could have effectively put him in prison for a long time." he looked apologetically at the music teacher who was staring, opened mouthed at the blonde, "Switzerland for making up such serious allegations I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you four weeks detention." Switzerland nodded, "...and Liechtenstein even though you were under the impression that these allegations were true, you made it worse by making up part of the story, I'm going to give you two weeks detention." Liechtenstein wasn't listening, all her attention was focused on her boyfriend, and the rage building inside her, Mr Danketsu stood, "Mr Austria, Mrs Hungary, I'm very sorry for any distress I caused you."

"Oh no, it's no problem at all Sir..." Austria also stood, mind in a daze, hardly able to believe what Switzerland just did.

"We understand." Hungary also stood, gently dabbing at her eyes.

"Alright then. Off you go you two, I'll be having words with you at your detention." he shooed the two teens from his office, "...that was lucky for you they came clean eh?" he added once the door had closed.

Austria nodded slowly, "Yes..." Hungary gently tugged on his arm, pulling him towards the door.

Mr Danketsu watched them go, waiting until Austria was just about to leave, "Mr Austria." the music teacher turned around, "...you should thank that boy for what he did for you." he gave them both a knowing look before resuming his place at his desk. Austria slowly closed the door behind them, slightly bewildered by the events that had just taken place.

"Liechtenstein..." Switzerland said softly, gazing at the back of his girlfriend as she stormed away from him down the corridor, she had nothing to say to him.

Austria stared at the boy, slowly shaking his head, "Why?"

Switzerland turned to his teacher, "Why what?"

"Why did you do that for me?"

The boy sighed, "Because...I didn't want to wreck your life over some stupid mistake that we can just pretend never happened."

Austria stared at him, reaching out to gently pat him on the shoulder, "Thank you."

Hungary smiled, leaning down and wrapping her arms around the teen, "Switzerland I want you to know I'm grateful for what you did, and I forgive you for what happened." Switzerland managed a smile, gently patting her on the back.

"I'm sorry about your girlfriend." Austria added, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

Switzerland sighed, shrugging, "It's like you said, you're married, you have a lot more at stake then I do...I just have a...had...a ditzy girlfriend...right?"

Austria bit his lip, "Even so...I'm sure everything will be okay between you two."

"Like you care." Switzerland grumbled bitterly, turning away from them and setting off down the corridor.

Austria sighed, holding out his arms to his wife, "Will that boy ever stop hating me?"

"He doesn't hate you...he wouldn't have done what he did if he hates you." she gently pecked his cheek.

"Hmm...I really am grateful dear, he has no idea what he's done for me."

"You mean what he's done for us."

"Yes." Austria wrapped his arms around her gently, "...what he's done for us."

~0~

"Why do you think China doesn't love me?" Russia asked, leaning back against Latvia's chest and lifting his legs to lie across Lithuania and Estonia, sighing deeply.

Estonia shuddered slightly, hating the feeling of being trapped by the Russian, "S-Some people just...don't love others back..."

"Y-Yes...it doesn't mean there's anything wrong with you..." Lithuania added, trying to scootch out from underneath the Russian.

Russia sat up suddenly, causing Latvia to yelp with surprise but also relief, "There's something wrong with me?"

"N-No! I didn't say that!" Lithuania laughed nervously as Russia turned to stare at him, "Urm...Russia, you're crushing my legs..."

"Oh." Russia got up and moved to sit on their blanket they laid out on the grass.

"Russia that's our!...picnic..." Lithuania sighed as the food they'd spent most of the day preparing and gathering together was demolished under the weight of the Russian who sat amongst the skilandis and ruiskatut.

Russia sighed, mind trailing off into thought, "China's so pretty..." the Baltic trio looked at each other, eyebrows raised, "...China won't love me though." he frowned, looking up at Latvia, "What should I do?"

"I-I don't know! Don't ask me!" Latvia buried his head in Estonia's chest, shaking slightly.

Russia blinked at him in surprise, looking to Estonia and Lithuania, "...what should I do?"

"Urm...sometimes it's best to just, you know...accept you can't have him." Estonia said delicately, shuffling backwards slightly as he feared the Russian's reaction.

Russia was silent for a moment, before slowly standing up, brushing the bits of food off his coat, "I'm leaving now...I don't like what you're saying." Russia stepped over the three of them and took off, leaving the three Baltics sat around their destroyed picnic, disturbed and confused.

~0~

France was fuming. He could actually feel rage present in his blood, he'd always hated the Brit, always argued with him, but he'd gone too far this time. 'No one touches my little Canada and gets away with it!' he stormed across the dining room in search of England but couldn't see him anywhere in sight, several scones were missing from the buffet table he noted, he couldn't have gone far. France stopped momentarily and glanced around, eyes coming to a halt when he caught sight of the Brit sat outside under a tree, reading a book, scone in hand, 'That arrogant, smug little...' France growled, scaring several people sat near him, he took off out of the door, homing in on England who was humming quietly to himself, completely at peace. "England!" France thundered, storming over to him.

England glanced up, sighing, slowly getting to his feet, "What do you want frog?-OW!" he fell back down to the ground, clutching his mouth in pain as France had punched him across the face, "What the hell is wrong with you, you git!"

"Stay ze hell away from my boyfriend you whore!" France snapped, shaking with rage, grabbing hold of England by his shirt.

England glared, getting back up and wrenching France's hands off him, gently dabbing at his lip with his sleeve, "Don't touch me frog!"

France stumbled back slightly, clenching his fists at his sides, "How dare you kiss him."

"Get over it." England ducked as France aimed another punch, "Stop it you idiot!"

"He iz MY boyfriend! And you kissed him! How am I supposed to react?" France yelled, grabbing hold of England's shoulders.

England pulled away from him, "Let go of me! Why the hell are you upset about this? What about the-OW!" England stumbled backwards hunched over as France shoved him in the stomach, "STOP THAT!" he ran at the Frenchman, whacking him across the face, knocking him to the ground.

France slowly stood, nursing his throbbing cheek, breathing heavily, still shaking with rage, "England, you need to get your life together, get back with America and stop trying to get with everyone in sight!"

England glared at him, "That is an over exaggeration!"

"Zat iz not ze point! You can't just go around kissing people who are taken!"

"Well maybe I give Canada something you can't."

France narrowed his eyes, grabbing hold of the edge of his shirt to stop himself lashing out at the Brit again, "What are you talking about?"

"Well he obviously trusts me more than he trusts you!" England took a step closer to France, squaring up to him.

France glared at him, gritting his teeth, "What do you mean? We tell each other everything!"

"Everything? Well I'm afraid you must have missed one little detail." England was quiet for a moment, remembering his promise, but the throbbing pain in his lip from where France hit him threw all his decency to the wind, "You don't know he's PREGNANT do you?"

France stared at the Brit, his eyes wide, colour draining from his face, "W-What?"

"I suggest you have a word with your boyfriend, now if you'll excuse me, I have to have a word with my own." England stepped past France and set off in search of Japan, needing someone to vent to. He found him relaxing in the garden with all the cherry blossoms, reading a book in peace, England smiled, coming up behind him and pressing his lips to the top of his head, "Hey Japan."

Japan blushed slightly, leaning away from England, "H-Hello England."

England sat down beside him, gently pulling the book out of his hands, "How are you today?"

"I'm well." Japan smiled awkwardly as England leant in to kiss him, Japan turned his head to the side, letting him kiss his cheek instead.

England looked at him in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"England..." Japan sighed, wondering how to go about doing this, wondering if it was the right thing to do, "I don't think this is...working..."

"What isn't working?"

Japan sighed again, rubbing the back of head, 'Just do it Japan, remember what Greece said...' he bit his lip, trying to soften the blow, "This..." the Asian indicated to the two of them as a couple, "England...you belong with America."

England stared at him, "What?"

"We can no longer be together England." Japan looked at the Brit sadly, "Your heart belongs to America."

England shook his head, "What are you talking about? I'm over him."

"England, I know you're only with me to make him jealous."

England bit his lip, still shaking his head, "That's not true, I really like you Japan."

It was Japan's turn to shake his head, "You never liked me, it was only because I was there...had it been anyone else you'd have gotten with them too."

"Are you saying I'm a whore?" England demanded, glaring at him.

"You're changing the subject. I'm simply saying you were lonely after the break up and needed someone to make you feel good about yourself."

Japan looked at England seriously, "But your heart still belongs to America."

"That's not true..." England whispered, his voice faltering slightly under Japan's intense stare.

"You can either accept the truth England, or ignore it...either way I don't feel right being with someone who belongs to someone else." Japan looked at England carefully, his face slightly contorted, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine." England bit his lip, his voice a lot more high pitched than usual.

Japan looked confused, he wasn't aware that England actually cared about their relationship, "I'm sorry England."

"I-It's not that..." England wiped his eyes that were rapidly filling with tears, struggling to hold himself together, "Oh God Japan...I've made a terrible mistake."

"How do you mean?"

England sniffed, tears starting to escape from his eyes, "A-America..." he sobbed quietly, leaning into Japan's shoulder, letting his tears drip from his eyes and soak into Japan's kimono.

"So you'll admit I'm right?" Japan asked, gently patting England's back despite the initial disturbance of having him this close to him.

England nodded, sniffling slightly, "Japan I...I love him so much."

"I know. You need to make amends with him."

England slowly sat up, dabbing at his eyes, "...how long have you known?"

"I've always known. Everybody knows England."

"He doesn't love me anymore...he told me he wants to stay friends." England whispered sadly, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks.

"America will always love you, England." Japan gently wiped away the Brit's tears with the sleeve of his kimono.

"He won't take me back, not after everything that's happened...not after what I did with you." England sniffed, looking at Japan through his watery eyes, "Japan I'm so sorry."

"I forgive you." Japan smiled slightly, feeling as though a giant weight had been lifted, "I hope you and America can work something out."

"I hope so too..." England whispered, wiping away the rest of his tears, "I miss him so much."

"I'm sure the feeling is mutual." Japan tried to reassure him, glancing across the gardens as many students started to make their way back inside, "I think lunch break is over now England...would you like me to walk you to class?"

England slowly shook his head, "Don't feel like you have to be nice to me Japan...I've already used you enough." the Brit looked at him sadly, "I think I'm just going to go for a walk...I'll see you later." England got up and set off in the direction of the forest.

Japan bit his lip, knowing students weren't supposed to venture in there, "England...England!" he called after him, however the Brit ignored him, and soon Japan lost him amongst the trees as he was swallowed up by the forest.

Gah, this is so badly written, I apologise D:

Also, skilandis and ruiskatut - some kind of Lithuanian and Estonian food

Reviews are love :)