Yes, it's another series! It's going to be an extremely long one too (maybe even longer than my Tales…maybe). It's my Persona 4 x Hetalia cross. Albeit there is another one out there called "Reach Out" by genericnamehere. Yes, I'm typing this until they update :D

For those of you who were wondering about the survey in the beginning, yes this associates here. And yes, I am putting my Philippines OC in there. Since everyone voted for the girl, Charice is the main character~! Relax, Rizal is going to be in here. Really.

So anyway…let's begin.

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"So we're going to a school for countries?"

"Yeah. A lot of them were recommending that we have to go there in order to basic human knowledge of the 21st Century." Rizal looked up to her as they were being driven in a car. "On the bright side, all the other countries are going to be there."

"ALL the countries? Like…past us and Korea?"

"Yes, all of them." He smiled. "Don't worry. I heard that most of these countries aren't that scary."

Sure, that's what I was worrying about.

Charice looked up from the car and realized that the building was now among them. They stepped out of the car and looked up at the beautiful campus among them, shining in the sunlight and eerily quiet. She looked around for a few minutes before she turned her head towards her younger brother, who was still somewhat interested in the building.

"…is it Saturday or something? There's no one here!"

"No, it's Monday. That's what my phone says." Rizal looked at it again. "Yeah, it's Monday. Maybe everyone's already inside?"

"Great, just what we needed: a lot of trouble just to get in here and now there's nothing here for us, not even a welcoming party!" She sighed. "Man, what is wrong with these people? We don't even get a map of the area! How in the world are we supposed to get around here?"

"Well, if what I received in this letter was correct…we would have to go into the building and make a left." Rizal pulled out a letter and looked up. "There's supposed to be a list of countries there that takes us to our class…"

"Wait, there's a LETTER sent?"

"Yeah…I thought you got it, Charice."

"…no…"

"Haha…just follow me."

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The inside of the building was enormous, to say the least. When Charice followed her brother through the lobby, he pointed out a list that seemed to mention a lot of countries. She was surprised at the size of a lot of these classes: the Europe class was freaking HUGE (like half the list is filled with these names), the Africa class wasn't that big, and she didn't even know what was going on with the Australia class (THERE WERE ONLY THREE FREAKING NAMES ON THE LIST). It was then that Rizal remarked on something.

"Ah, here we are." He pointed at the names. "The Central and Outer Regions of the Republic of the Philippines. We're in the Asia class."

"…we're Asian?" She blinked. "I always thought we're Pacific Islanders."

"We're Asian, Charice. Because we're close enough of the Asian continent to be part of that territory." Rizal answered. "I thought you knew this."

"Well, those two terms were hovering around my head for a while and I just got very confused for a few minutes…"

"Don't worry about it. Here's the class number." He pointed at it. "That's not that far from here. We can head over there."

Charice nodded and stared at the number for a few minutes before turning her head to follow her brother…and found out that he had already left to go to class and had accidentally left her alone. Since she had no idea what to do at this point, she decided that she was going to do the only thing that seemed plausible at the time…

She started screaming in panic for a few minutes, running around in circles.

And then she decided to wander the building.

I'll probably find the class somehow.

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Not a good idea.

She was mumbling some choice words to herself as she wandered the wide hallways of the building, trying to find her class. With a building as big as this, she figured that there would've been a vast amount of people loitering outside somehow.

WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYONE?

She was half expecting hearing at least someone yelling at each other or some form of country fight / war something, but oddly enough everything was dead silent. Before she knew it, she turned her head and saw a small tag that held her class number. She found herself chirping and throwing the door open.

Yes! I found the class! She jumped in. At least I won't be late! I hope kuya's going to be here!

She pranced into the room with a chirp in her voice and realized that the room was empty…like dead empty. The design of the room looked oddly enough like St. Patrick's Cathedral (yes she looked this up in preparation of class) with a cross of Notre Dame, the blackboard and the layout of the chairs looking something similar to a college class.

Now this is a classroom! She grinned as she ran up the stairs. Wow, look at these chairs! They're so…foreign! Maybe this really is going to be a good day!

She turned around and stared at the room from the highest part of the layout and found herself grinning even more. Chirping, she ran back down the stairs and felt the wind running through her hair. It was almost like running around her homeland…

And found herself crashing into a brick wall. God dammit, Charice!

Wait a minute…this isn't a wall.

She blinked and stood there for a few minutes, her fingertips touching what felt like cotton and body heat. Confused, she backed up and stared at what she had bumped into. Even with backing up, she knew that she bumped into a tall guy. And she meant A TALL GUY. He was blond and had piercing blue eyes, and looked oddly confused at her presence. Seeing as how it was just another human being in the building, she did the only normal thing that most people would do in a situation like this…

She screamed bloody murder.

"Oh my god, life!" She screamed. "All right, that's good! Here I thought I everyone left us here without warning us!"

"Hm? You're a student? You don't look familiar…" The blond man blinked. "What's your name?"

"Of course! My name!" She folded her right arm behind her back and saluted him with her arm sticking straight up. "I am Philia, the Outer Regions of the Republic of the Philippines! My human identity is Charice Pacquiao, but any variation of it, such as Char and Rise will be allowed as well! That is all!"

"…OK…you do know that you're supposed to be in the Asia class." The man stated.

"Hah? B-but I'm in the Asia class." She lowered her hand. "I mean, the class number is just outside the room. Room A-098, East Wing."

"Yes, that's your class number…" He sighed. "But you're supposed to be in the West Wing, not here."

…

"HAAAAAAAAAAAH?" She panicked. "W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-well then where the hell am I NOW?"

"You're in the Europe class…on the other side of the building." He answered.

…

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAH? Oh bash me over the head with a jar full of honey!" She screamed. "I'm going to be late! What the hell?"

Before he had a chance to say anything to her, she dashed the hell out the door. He had to admit, she runs pretty quickly. Maybe it's the Asian blood?

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She found herself gasping for air once she finally found the door she was looking for: Room A-098, West Wing. She threw the door open and waddled herself in, so dizzy that she found herself not caring as she stumbled into the room and dropped into the nearest chair. She could barely tell that the layout looked similar to a college class, only that it seemed to be tatami based and looked completely Asian, as she collapsed into a chair and took a long, deep breath.

God, that was crazy… She sighed. Hope that guy didn't start thinking of making me a territory…god forbid what kuya would do to him…

"Um…excuse me, aru…but-"

"God, please don't tell me that I'm in the wrong room!" She sighed, too exhausted to argue. "I just ran from the other side of the building! I'm supposed to be in the Asia wing, Room A-098, West Wing! If I'm in the North Wing or Room A-099 or something, tell me now!"

"Um…you're in the right room…you're just in my seat."

She looked up and saw a man standing right in front of her (at least, she hoped it was a guy…it was the male uniform). He had long hair and didn't have the jacket, instead having a panda backpack on his back. It was then that she realized just what he meant.

"Oh, s-sorry…I was just tired…" She stood up. "Here you go."

"Thank you." He sat down in the chair. "Are you a new student here?"

"Y-yeah…I ended up in the East Wing by accident." She sighed, sinking into the chair next to him. "I ran like the wind, let me tell you."

"I can see that. You barely made the bell, aru." He stared at her. "A-are you willing to stand up again?"

"W-why…?"

"Cause you're in Li Xiao Chun's seat."

She blinked in confusion as she stood up and looked around, barely seeing the other students coming in with their uniforms and getting ready for class. She couldn't see her brother, but she did see someone that looked like a Li Xiao Chun. He had short black hair and thick eyebrows, which was weird for Asian countries last time she checked. He opened his eyes to get to his seat, and she saw light brown eyes looking around the room. What country was he…?

"Your breasts belong to ME, da ze!"

She felt a small force in her back before something grabbed her boobs, causing her to scream yet again. She turned her head and saw a man with a strange curl (with a smiley face on it, mind you!) groping her down. After a few minutes, he paused and started feeling her up.

"Aw…are you sure you're a girl? Cause there's nothing here, da ze…"

"BITCH I oughta-"

When Rizal finally got into the room, he was greeted with the image of his older sister pounding the ever-living hell out of a sixteen year old boy. He quickly pulled her out of it, seeing her fuming rapidly toward the other man and freaked him out a little bit.

"Charice, what are you doing?"

"Son of a bitch felt me up!"

"Oh…OK." He grinned. "I'll handle him later…don't worry…"

He had the evil grin on his face, so she knew what he meant. After a few minutes of everyone freaking out, the bell rang out, stating that the school was now in session. Charice quickly sat in her chair (it was stated on the desk by the extremely red part of the Philippines flag on the upper left corner of her desk) as she sighed. She looked up from collapsing and saw that another man sat next to her. He had short hair, and from the symbol on his desk was a simple country (why does it only have a red dot?).

"Um…hi?"

"Hello." He bowed in his seat. "I believe that this is the first time we met?"

"Either that or we're both having major memory loss." She sat up. "I'm half of the Philippines, but you can call me Charice."

"I am the Republic of Nihon, but everyone calls me Japan." He bowed a little. "But you can call me Kiku."

Huh…he sounds familiar… "…you have a nicer name than I do…"

"I'm…sorry?"

"Nah, it's fine. I'm just saying that you have a nice name." She looked up. "So…what do we learn here, anyway?"

"You'd be surprised…"

/= [ONE LONG SECTION LATER…] =/

"AUGH am I still alive…?"

"Heh heh, you are. Don't worry." Kiku chuckled. "In fact, it's already lunch time."

"Oh, is it?" She sighed. "I guess I'll go eat lunch with kuya-"

"Your brother? But he's not here."

She looked up and GOD DAMMIT he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Kiku couldn't help but laugh at Charice's stressing look on her face before standing up, catching her interest.

"Well, if you do not mind…perhaps you would like to eat lunch with me?"

"…sure~!" She stood up. "Lead the way!"

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The plot's going to catch up, relax. Oh yeah, by the way, since this is Persona 4, there will most likely be OC pairings in here. But this time I'm giving that to you. Choose what country you want Charice to end up with~! You're free to change your mind, but you can't multi-vote.