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Gilbert bounced his leg slightly in joy, amusement, and maybe even slight worry.
Even through everything, and everything was mostly laughing and teasing, he was a bit worried about his brother…or his sister now.
He snickered slightly to himself again at the thought.
Then his smile turned into a frown. This was all serious. Ludwig was going to pretend to be a girl. His little brother was going to be his little sister.
Scary thought really.
He remembered their parents reactions to the news.
His father, as with everything, didn't seem to react to it but Gilbert had seen him drinking from his 'special bottle' as he and Ludwig nicknamed it. The bottle he only touched when the situation was extremely stressful for him.
His mother…had almost immediately grabbed Ludwig after he agreed to it and rushed him off to go shopping. She had always wanted a girl.
And Gilbert being the awesome brother that he is…
…laughed and made fun of, of his little brother until he was quite literally nearly thrown from the second floor window.
It seemed that he was the only other student who knew the truth behind the 'girls' coming today because everywhere he looked he saw the other boys running around and trying to make their hair in a good do and making sure their clothes are perfect.
"Dude, chicks! Actual chicks are coming here!" he had heard someone say.
Actual chicks. He had to bite his lip from laughing at that. He would pay good money to see the guys reactions to the so called girls.
In fact if his luck holds out he'll see the entire schools reaction to the news.
He glanced over at his roommate, Francis Bonnefoy, who was standing in front of a mirror and brushing his long shoulder length hair.
Out of everyone in the school Francis was the one who seemed the most excited with the prospect of girls coming to the school.
He finally laid the brush down on the dresser, after a couple hours of brushing, and without looking away from the mirror he asked "Should I ask your opinion Gilbert?"
Gilbert snorted and looked back at his magazine. "You're like a chick Francis, and like a chick I'll always tell you the same thing. You look nice." he said, the last part in a higher tone of voice.
Francis rolled his eyes while he straightened out his pencil thin eyebrows once more before finally turning away from the mirror "You will not prepare yourself for the lovely ladies that are coming in a few minutes?"
Gilbert rolled his eyes this time and said while still looking at the magazine "And why the fuck do I have to do that? I'm so fucking awesome that I don't need to prepare anything. Besides one of them is my sister."
Francis sat on the edge of the bed Gilbert was laying on "Funny how until a few days ago you never mentioned having a sister."
Gilbert shrugged "She's awesome and all but not as awesome as me, and therefore sometimes not worth mentioning. But she is pretty cool."
"Is she cute?"
Gilbert reached out to slightly kick Francis "Dude how the hell should I know? It's my sister!" then his eyes narrowed. "And if you try anything with her I'll kick your ass."
Francis held his hands up in surrender "Very well mon cher. I will not touch your sister. Unless she wants it of course."
Gilbert snorted. "Doubt it." unless his brother suddenly turned gay without him knowing he doubted that Ludwig would want anyone in the school to touch him like that.
Then an announcement rang through the boys wing.
"Boys please come outside in front of the school to welcome the newest students. This is a mandatory meeting."
Groaning slightly Gilbert threw his magazine to the side and got off the bed. In the time that it took him to throw the magazine to the side Francis had elegantly jumped from his side of the room to the door which was at the other side of the room. In one jump.
Gilbert snorted again "You pansy." he said to Francis as he passed him and into the hallway which was filled with the other boys.
They were soon in front of the school and they could see the bus that was bringing the freshmen in sight.
Gilbert glanced around at the other students. Arthur Kirkland was fidgeting and constantly fixing his tie. Ivan Braginsky just stood there and smiled as he played with the end of his scarf with his fingers. Im Yong Soo was jumping up and down in place with his usual big smile on his face. Berwald Oxenstierna was standing there with no expression on his face like usual. Feliciano Vargas was just standing there and smiling while his twin brother Lovino Vargas had a mix of a smile and a frown on his face. Kiku Honda was standing there with his hands behind his back and face clean of any emotions. Heracles Karpusi looked like he usually did, like he had just got out of bed and threw on the first things he saw. And the rest looked just plain nervous or excited.
The teachers were there too, along with the Headmaster. Sadik Adnan the science teacher was talking with Gupta Muhammad Hassan the mathematics teacher. His father Alvar Beilschmidt, who was the history teacher, was standing next to Eduard von Bock, the technology teacher. And poor Toris Laurinaitis, the literature teacher, was caught next to Mathias Nielson the gym teacher.
Before the bus stopped Headmaster Romulus stood in front of the boys and said "Now remember, you boys are gentlemen. Act properly around the girls. Be nice and considerate."
Finally the bus stopped and the first few 'girls' started to get out. Those were boys? Really? They looked so much like girls.
Gilbert grinned. He couldn't wait to embarrass Ludwig. Oh how should he do it? His fingers began to twitch in anticipation. He was going to bring as much attention as he possibly could to his attention hating brother. He was going to…
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Just then at that moment the most beautiful girl in the world stepped off the bus. She had long brown hair which seemed to flutter in the breeze that came out of nowhere. The skirt she was wearing highlighted her curves and her shirt was properly pressed into her chest to show her breasts. There was a flower in her hair that somehow suited her and on her shoulder was a camera. Her brown eyes met his momentarily before looking away and Gilbert felt the breath leave his body.
'That's a boy. That's a fucking boy.' he kept saying to himself.
No fucking way. There was no way that something that hot was a boy.
"Which one is your sister mon ami?" he heard Francis ask.
Gilbert didn't answer as he kept ogling the girl.
"Gilbert? Did you hear me?"
"Shut up." he said without his usual venom.
Francis followed his gaze and smiled. He turned slyly back to Gilbert "So I'm guessing that one is off-limits as well as your sister."
"Damn right she's off limits." Gilbert growled. "Off limits to anyone but me."
Ludwig sighed inwardly as he shifted his suitcase to his other hand.
They were staring. They were staring. Why were they staring? Dear g-d they were staring.
He hated attention, unless it was something important like a sports game, he hated attention.
'Ignore them. Just ignore them.' he thought to himself.
His back was straight, with a little help from the bra he was wearing. Was that why girls wore bras? They helped with your posture? And the skirt. Dear g-d the skirt. It was pressing into his hips and somehow making it seem like he had feminine curves.
His eyes scanned the crowd. He saw his brother staring at someone and following his gaze he saw that he was looking at Daniel…actually Elizaveta now.
He then looked to where, he guessed the teachers, were and caught his fathers eye. He blushed when his father looked him over and broke eye contact with him.
Suddenly all the 'girls' were surrounded by the boys. There were compliments going left and right and offers of holding their suitcases for them.
Ludwig shook his head and suddenly bumped into someone.
"Sorry." he said, the voice changer making his voice sound softer and a higher tone.
He turned and was looking at a boy with light blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair smiled and bowed slightly to her. "There is no need to apologize cara mia." he said in accented English, French?, he took his hand in his own and kissed the back of it. "May I assist you with your luggage?"
Ludwig felt the blush on his cheeks grow. Before he could stammer something out someone punched the back of his head.
"Francis! What the hell did I tell you about flirting with my sister?" a familiar voice said.
Looking above the now collapsed Frenchman Ludwig saw his older brother. Their gazes met and he erupted in a huge grin. Dear lord that grin and that look in his eyes. Ludwig knew it quite well.
This entire thing of pretending to be a girl was going to be painful.
But with keeping the secret Gilbert let go of the newly named Francis' collar and stepped forward to hug his brother.
Or sister, whichever.
"You never did tell me which one was your sister and I wasn't going to wait for your brain to resume it's diminutive actions." Francis said.
While his brother and Francis started to yell at one another Ludwig took that time to see where his other classmates were.
Alfred, Allison, seemed to be listening to a blonde haired man with big eyebrows talk and failing to look interested. Matthew, Madison, was talking to a dark skinned boy with his brown hair in dreadlocks. Before he could see the others he heard Headmaster Romulus called attention that the freshmen were supposed to go to the office to get the room they were staying in and the keys to their rooms.
And the school year had officially begun. May g-d have mercy on them all.
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