Hello! I haven't updated this in a while but I'm just going to put a chapter and see where it goes. Yay!

Spain was in complete shock, he had just been holding his girlfriend's waist, ready to give her a kiss on the cheek for looking so freaking cute, but then a man had come up. A very good looking man (not that Antonio was jealous, or cared). But his girlfriend had just left his arms as he was going in and he was left looking like an idiot with his lips puckered to kiss the air. And on top of that Chile and Ghana were giggling at him and Cuba was busy laughing his balls off at the ridiculous Spaniard.

Germany was also in shock, but he was more amused. Spain looked like an idiot. Also out of the corner of his eye he could see Romano getting redder and redder clenching his hands. Rolling the thought of a jealous Romano around in his head for a second he dismissed the idea to a file in his head labeled: Italian blackmail material.

Gilbert was pondering on what he should feel. He was torn between being a protective older 'bro', and pronouncing his status/rank to this newbie. But than he saw Hungary and after smirking at Antonio, he leapt up to go tackle his girl…man-girl…tomboy. She-man. Whatever.

Australia was so happy. Oh he was very very happy. So happy, happy enough to cry, here was Mexico. His Mexico, the girl who had pronounced her love for him when they were so little and was his only friend, he remembered her after all these years and she had not changed, her sheer iron will still formed an aura around her, and she was more beautiful than ever. The only thing that put a damper on seeing his best friend/crush was that Spain had been holding her. The Spain who had taken her from him, the Spain who had taken away her father, had she cracked under his pressure? Had he pressured her? Australia scowled inwardly. Had he raped her? Had he forced her to do anything? Had he blackmailed her? Growling lightly he grabbed Mexico again and crushed her in his kola-hug (Bear hug get it? xD… are they even bears? Wait aren't they like marsupials? Ah never mind I though it was funny at the moment, just the dumb author interrupting the story. Sorry sorry)

Mexico was feeling a mixture of things. Joy: Australia was back! She vividly remembered the kiss he gave her when they were little, and how whenever she fell asleep on him he would stroke her back and kiss her nose, she still blushed when she remembered that. She remembered how he named his Koala after her. Guilt: He saw her with Spain; she also remembered Antonio's coldness towards the boy, and his annoyance in retaliation. They were never very nice to each other. And now that she was Spain's girlfriend, what did Australia think? Anger: She was angry because Australia showed up only now. Where the hell was he in the second year when America was lying about her independence day? Where was he when everyone found out her dad was an Empire supposedly gone psycho? Where was he in fifth year when she could have really used a friend to get through pre-country school, when someone stole her mother's necklace and slandered said mother's name across the school? Than a fresh wave of anger drowned the latter. Australia returning bought up old memories of Spain's betrayal. Glancing at Antonio out of her peripheral vision, she couldn't believe she had forgiven him after everything he had done. He had taken her family away from her. He deserved the hell she was going to give him.

Spain had turned from angry to nervous, if Mexico stayed true to her word and remained different than other girls, he would have to put up with her challenges that would most likely become a lot harder. Especially if she remembered her father, and the angry hurt that hovered over the subject. Biting his lip he stood up and came face to face with a mess of brown hair, and a tanned face spotted with mahogany freckles. The green eyes speckled with gold were intimidating and angry.

"Hola, Australia." Spain said.

"Hey Spain." Australia replied coolly before turning back to Mexico, "How have you been?" he asked.

"Good." Mexico replied with an even tone, shifting on the balls of her feet nervously, glancing at Germany who was looking on in amusement she sent a pleading glance, to which the German blushed and consented to give a distraction.

"Well, hello I believe we have met only briefly before." Germany said stepping between Spain and Australia.

"Hey there mate, you're Germany?" Australia said before sending a lingering glare at the Spaniard, to which he retaliated with a sneer. When Australia turned to Germany, Spain looked up at Mexico with huge green eyes. Glancing at Australia she allowed Spain to tug on her belt loop, pulling her onto his lap. Nuzzling his nose into the juncture between her throat and jaw, he nipped the soft skin.

Germany who had thrown an arm around Australia was leading them towards the vending machine where he offered to buy him something and to show him around the school. So Australia didn't hear the small yelp that escaped Mexico's mouth. Gasping she looked down at Spain who had grinned up at her.

"Que pasa amor?" Spain asked grinning devilishly, flinching slightly Mexico felt her stomach flutter, "Mexico." Spain murmured into her neck.

"Yes?" Mexico answered breathing in slowly.

"Shh." Spain said before pulling her face down and kissing her. Mexico allowed herself to kiss him back but opened her eyes in shock when he moved his lips down to a sensitive spot on her neck. Gasping out loud she grabbed his shirtsleeves not really sure if what she thought was happening actually was. Spain was biting and sucking at her neck, locking eyes with her Spain groaned happily before retuning his mouth to her neck.

Mexico whimpered slightly but smacked her hand to her mouth. Way to go you idiot! Lead him on! Her inner self yelled. Spain looked up and smiled at her small noise. He sucked the spot one more time than gave it a kiss before returning his lips to her cheek, just as the bell rang.

"You know you're mine right amor?" Spain said grinning.

"What did you do?" Mexico asked trying to calm her breathing but visibly failing, reaching her hand for his cell phone she used it to look at her neck where a purplish red mark was.

"You gave me a Hickey!" she yelled, luckily most where already inside their classroom except for Australia and Germany who had turned around from the vending machine.

Laughing Spain looked at Australia triumph evident on his face.

"Yes, and by the look and sound of it," he winked at her, "You enjoyed it. Come on let's go to math." He pushed her up and held her hand as she scrambled in her bag for a scarf, finding one she glared at Spain, who laughed at traced his fingers over her pouting lips.

"I'll let you give me one later, I promise, I'm yours too you know." Spain said glancing at Germany and Australia who had joined them.

Germany was sighing tiredly and hurrying his pace he gently extracted Mexico from Spain's arms and hurried her and Australia into the class room before a fight could ensue. A smirking Spain in tow.

Before class could start however, Australia walked over to Spain's death, unbeknownst to everybody who was chatting, and said, "I'll fight for her Spain; she said she loved me and I loved her, I'll fight and I'll win, she's mine."

"She is mine, as you probably know I just marked her as mine, but that is just a small example, she is my girl, and I love her therefore she is mine. I look forward to beating you." Spain replied before winking at Mexico across the room and licking his lips purposely.

Mexico growled, but turned pink before she turned around to yell at France.

"Yeah, whatever mate, bring it on." Australia said through clenched teeth before sitting next to England.