Hello everyone, man, what a busy week it's been. Phew. But here we are again thank you to EpicJACI for favoriting this story and yours truly. You rock!

To DeathbladeMeister, okay, I will admit to being Prussia awesome, if only because I see this becoming a regular argument between us, but YOU are definitely Prussia awesome with Gilbird peeps on top for your last review and for adding this lowly little fic to BotB-HS. Yes, Belarus and Ukraine will be in here somewhere, I'm just not too sure what role they'll be playing yet.

To AnimeLover in Heaven, thank you for all the nice things you said! I wasn't going to originally have France know Dimitri's gender but then I thought 'this is France we're talking about' and vola! The plot thickens. With any luck, Canada will be along soon.

To the awesome Taco Box; I read the first chapter of your fanfiction, it was awesome! And yes, it will probably be funny when the others find out about Dimitri. Except for *spoiler beep* s/he wont take it well.

Without further delay… I give you… Chapter 6!

Chapter 6: The People

A few weeks flew by and Dimitri settled into a routine, a comfortable, happy routine if he dared to say so.

On Monday, Wednesday and Friday he would have class in the mornings and eat lunch with Roderich, Elizabeta and occasionally Vash before spending the afternoons however he felt like.

He usually alternated between finishing off his class work, hanging out at the coffee shop or his apartment, bugging Eliza and Roderich, chatting with his new friends or occasionally hanging out with the group he now knew as the 'Bad Touch Trio.'

Despite his best intentions, Dimitri's friendship with the three troublemakers deepened until he was chatting on the phone with Gilbert instead of Roderich some days. They didn't seem to care that 'she' was a girl, though they treated Dimitri with a certain amount of respect and refrained from making lewd comments and the like in 'her' presence. He learned a lot about them and even became friends with Lovino and a casual acquaintance of Ludwig, Gilbert's younger brother.

Arthur, Francis's long-suffering roommate Dimitri, against all odds, became instant friends with and the two of them often hung out together along with Lukas Bondervik, a pale haired, blue-eyed Norwegian boy with a permanent poker face.

Life was going well for Dimitri; he became casual acquaintances with Kiku, the Asian boy from his class, and Tino, the Finish boy with the violet eyes who had smiled at him on his first day. Tino was actually close friends with Lukas and Lukas's best friend Mathias was brothers with Tino's friend Berwald. Berwald was a tall, intimidating Swede who seemed to constantly terrify Tino (and to be honest he frightened Dimitri too) but the Swede and the Fin seemed to get along well anyway.

The last person Dimitri met was Feliciano, the roommate of Kiku and Ludwig and Lovino's younger brother. The perky Italian was obviously in love with Ludwig and it always managed to put a smile on Dimitri's face when he saw the two of them together.

Yeah, aside from the complete destruction of Dimitri's perfect 'don't-make-any-friends-while-you're-a-girl' plan his life was great. Dimitri now had tons of friends and now that they had accepted 'her' personality, he didn't have to try so hard to fool everyone. Being a girl wasn't half as bad or as trying as he had originally thought it would be.

Although there was one problem with Dimitri's life, one thing that Feliks had warned against but Dimitri, to be honest, had completely forgotten.

Stereotypical girls didn't usually instinctively try to make friends with the boys. Stereotypical girls made friends with other girls. And it was this little fact that made Dimitri stand out.

"There she goes again," Sniffed a girl with long platinum-blonde hair as she walked past Dimitri.
"Always trying to get the attention of those boys. You think she could at least act a little less desperate."

Dimitri, who had been in the process of jumping up and down, waving, to get Lovino's attention, stopped.

One of the girl's friends tittered, "I don't know Bethany, if I looked like that I'd be desperate too."

The trio laughed as they strutted off together, Dimitri fiddled with the hem of his skirt, crap, I was so busy trying to fool the guys I didn't even have time to think about 'other' girls. Hmm… I hope this won't become a problem.

He continued to mull over it long after Lovino met up with him and they walked into the classroom together. It wasn't that he was hurt by what the girls had said, why would he be? He was just confused, he hadn't expected something so…childish.

I really hope this doesn't become a problem in some way; I wouldn't have the slightest clue what to do about it.

He took a sip of the raspberry lemonade he had bought before coming to class, maybe I should distance myself from the guys for a bit and start spending more time with Elizabeta.

He shuddered and made a face, no, anything but that. Okay, I'll go down and see Feliks before I go out to lunch with Roderich and Eliza, maybe he can tell me how to get these girls off my case. And maybe he and Toris can come have lunch with us!

Just as Dimitri had that thought, his phone vibrated. He pulled it out and checked it, one message from Roderich.

Well, you know what they say, speak of the Devil and the Devil shall send you a text message, thought Dimitri, smiling. He read the text message and his smile faded, then widened, then faded again.

Sorry Mina (Roderich had insisted on calling Dimitri Wihelmina in all of his text messages in case Dimitri's phone was lost or stolen).
Elizabeta and I wont be able to come to lunch with you, she has a hair appointment and Vash and I will be busy all day.
P.S: You should go see Feliks and Toris as soon as you can.

Dimitri raised an eyebrow, he knew Roderich was good, but he hadn't known he was this good. Still, he couldn't help but smile as he typed most of his reply.

That's fine, I don't care about Eliza. But what will you and Vash be doing that will keep you busy all day? ;)
P.S: How the Hell did you know that I was planning on seeing Feliks and Toris later today?

He sent the message and waited patiently for a reply, absentmindedly drumming his fingers on his desk as he did so.

When Roderich replied Dimitri flipped open the message and grinned as he read the first part. He could almost see Roderich rolling his eyes as he typed the message.

I don't care what your personal views on Elizabeta are and let me assure you; she doesn't either. And Vash and I are having a repairman over, one of the pipes under my house broke.
You ass.
P.S: I didn't know that you planned on visiting Feliks and Toris. But I think you should. It would make them feel better to see you.

Dimitri's smile slid from his face again. He knew you couldn't really tell through text messages but Roderich's post script seemed…bad.

Dimitri felt worried again.

Is everything okay with them? He asked.

No reply.

Roderich?

Nothing.

Hey, Roderich?

Still nothing.

Don't ignore me you bastard!

More nothing.

Asshole.

Zilch.

Afterwards Dimitri swore he hadn't heard a word of the lecture or the class. He'd even had to ask Tino what their newest assignment was because it had just all gone in one ear and out the other.

He'd spent the lesson periodically calling Roderich but the Austrian bastard had refused to answer him. He was now seriously worried, what on Earth could be wrong with Feliks and Toris?

He noticed Nickolas Raev staring at him oddly. Nickolas was a little bit of an oddity himself, at least in Dimitri's eyes. He didn't seem to have any friends, nor did he seem to have any enemies either. The professors neither loved him nor hated him and though he never seemed to be paying any attention in class he always managed to get decent marks on his assignments. He said 'hi' to the members of the Bad Touch Trio if he passed them in the halls but didn't seem close to them or to anyone. And he certainly didn't seem like he ran with the BTT's kind of crowd.

Dimitri had tried talking to him but apparently, unlike Gilbert; Nickolas didn't remember the 'girl' from the coffee shop which had left Dimitri feeling like an awkward stalker and he'd backed off.

However Nickolas wasn't the only one who was staring at Dimitri. Lovino had noticed the slight frown on 'her' face through the whole lesson.

"You alright?" he asked, shoving his hands into his coat pockets like he did every time he had to talk to 'her' or any 'other' girl.

"Hmm?" Dimitri asked, looking up. The Italian was ever so slightly taller than he was.

"I asked if you were okay. You're not thinking about those girls from this morning are you?" He asked, scowling.

It actually took Dimitri a moment to remember what Lovino was talking about.

"Oh? What? No. No I'm not thinking about them," he replied, stepping outside. Lovino followed.

"Good, you shouldn't. Normally I don't speak badly about women but those girls are bitches." Lovino admitted. "I kind of know them cuz they're in the same class as-"

Antonio snuck up behind Lovino and hugged him tightly, "Lovi!" He squealed, grinning like an idiot.

Lovino squirmed away and took a –mostly- half-hearted swing at Antonio, "fuck off you damn Spaniard!" He yelled. Yup. Lovino definitely treated men and women differently.

The 'damn Spaniard' just ducked under the blow and rugby-style tackled Lovino, sending them both crashing into a nearby bush.

"Who are they in the same class as?" Dimitri asked, taking a sip of his nearly-empty drink and offering Lovino a hand.

Lovino took it and Dimitri pulled him to his feet, the Italian brushed off his black coat as the Spaniard lay in the bush whimpering 'why are you so mean to me?' over and over again. Lovino completely ignored him.

"They're in the same class as Bella, my fiancée." He said.

Dimitri, who had just taken the last sip of his drink, coughed and spat it out, "s-say what?!" He demanded, temporarily forgetting to use his girl's voice, he hoped the other two guys would attribute that to the fact that he was currently having a coughing fit.

Lovino raised a brown eyebrow, "is there something wrong with that?" He asked 'Wihelmina.'

Antonio had gone quiet.

"N-no. No! My drink just went down the wrong way!" Dimitri said, regaining his girl's voice and his breath.

"You alright?" Asked Antonio, Dimitri nodded and the brunet went quiet again.

"So you're engaged?" Dimitri asked Lovino, who nodded.

"Yup, eight months, we'd been dating for three years. We won't be getting married for a while though." The Italian informed 'her.' He pulled his left hand out of his pocket to show off a simple silver band. Dimitri noted that he always sat on Lovino's right so he'd had no reason to look at his left hand.

Antonio looked at the ground moodily.

"Oh. Well, congratulations." Dimitri said, wow. I always thought he and Antonio would… looks like I was barking up the wrong tree.

"Thanks." Lovino said, he put his hand back into his pocket, "you alright there moron?" He asked Antonio who jumped to his feet.

"Yup. I'm great!" He said in a cheerful voice. But something seemed false about it. Dimitri glanced at him with concern.

"Hn," not fully convinced himself, Lovino turned back to Dimitri. "Well stupid-face over here and I are heading off. I'll see you later."

Tearing his eyes away from Antonio's fake smile, Dimitri smiled a real smile at Lovino, "yup, see you next lesson." 'She' promised.

The three of them said their goodbyes and Dimitri skipped off.

"I'm moving in with Bella soon, you know that right?" Lovino asked as the two young men walked off.

Antonio nodded and forced himself to speak, "yeah, I know. I'll be sorry to lose you, Lovino." He said softy, his throat constricted, why did this have to hurt so much? "It's been nice. Real nice."

Lovino's eyebrow twitched, "yeah. It has." He admitted after a while. He felt very strange. He knew he should be thrilled to move in with his fiancée, finally. But instead he was incredibly reluctant to leave.

It doesn't matter, he told himself. You'll be with Bella and Antonio will probably get a new roommate. One who treats him better.

Lovino felt a flare of jealousy shoot through him but squashed it as best he could. He didn't have any right to feel that way.

"Now to Feliks and Toris's," Dimitri said in his girl's voice, "good thing it's only a few streets away. I can walk there."

"Let me walk with you, these streets aren't always safe for a woman walking alone." Said a voice from beside her.

Dimitri jumped as Nickolas Raev appeared out of nowhere by his elbow. "Nickolas! Don't sneak up on me like that!" 'She' squeaked, pressing his hand to his chest.

"Sorry," Nickolas said, he seemed even more emotionless now then he did normally. The two of them started walking, not that Dimitri remembered agreeing to let Nickolas accompany him to Feliks's shop.

"So. You're friends with Beilschmidt and the others?" Nickolas asked after a while. "Look, I know it's none of my business but the three of them-"

"-are heartbreakers. All three of them. But especially Gilbert. I know, you told me when we met at that coffee shop." Said Dimitri.

Nickolas raised a dark brow, "I don't remember that," he admitted.

"You have a pretty bad memory then," said Dimitri, smiling.

"Huh." Nickolas tilted his head as he studied 'her.' "You really are an odd girl, aren't you?" He asked softly. "There's something about you, you're not like any girl I've ever met."

Dimitri fought to keep calm, he knew that when a guy suspected a girl of being 'weird' he did not quickly assume that she was really another guy in disguise but he couldn't help it, he didn't want anyone to be suspicious of him for any reason.

I wish Roderich was here, he thought. But instead of saying so he gave a very real laugh, "trust me Nickolas, you've never met a girl like me." He said honestly.

They rounded a corner and Dimitri pushed the door open and stepped inside Feliks's hair and beauty store. Then they stopped and stared at the sight in front of them. Nickolas whistled, Dimitri gasped.

"Toris." He asked softly, "what on Earth happened to you?

And done! Sorry I'm a bit late. It took me a while to get into this chapter too.

What did happen to Toris? And don't worry guys; the next chapter is 99% Romania and Bulgaria. Bulgaria will be able to show that he has thoughts and emotions! Yay!

But in the meantime R & R. Tell me what you think!

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26/10-happy birthday Roderich!

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