A/N: As promised, this chapter is from Tino's point of view! Please let me know if I do anyone out of character, because I'd like to make this as good as I can! I have no experience with Denmark and Norway, so they probably will be OOC… I hope you enjoy!

This semester was going to be great! Why? Su-San and I have a lot of classes together! Not all of them, which is sad, but most of them! Hopefully he's as excited about that as I am. Well, maybe not as excited, it would be weird to see Su-San being this happy.

How happy is that? Currently, I'm dancing around the boy's bathroom and chanting, "This semester is great!" I don't think that he would do something like this. It would be funny if he did, though!

Why am I so happy about having classes with my best friend? Well, maybe he wasn't JUST my best friend… You see, I have had a crush on him for awhile. It was kind of embarrassing, really. We have always been best friends, and I really didn't want to complicate anything. I didn't. I like the time I spend with him too much to ruin it with more complicated feelings. Though, really, I desperately hoped that the feelings were returned, and he was keeping them hidden like I was. But that was impossible, right?

He was a pretty popular person. Most guys were either afraid of him or jealous of him. And most girls liked him, though I heard him say that he didn't like girls once.

I decided that I had been in the bathroom for too long and returned to class, receiving an awkward side glance from the teacher as I took my seat. Sadly, this was the class that I didn't have Su-San in, my second class. The really sad thing? It was science class. Which I hated. The only good thing that I could make out of this was that Alfred was in it. He was a nice enough guy, although a bit on the obnoxious side, but him and I had a lot in common. I took my seat next to him with a grin, and he returned it heartily.

"You okay, dude? You were gone awhile!" He asked in a whisper, eyeing the teacher. It was day one, so we weren't doing much, but he was still worried about being caught.

"F-fine," I replied quietly, smiling, "I was dancing," I admitted. He laughed quietly, and I rolled my eyes.

"About what?"

"Su-San and I have a lot of classes together," I blushed at this, hoping that he wouldn't look too much into it.

"So you like him?" He asked. I froze. Was it obvious? What if Su-San saw how obvious it was, and he was only still me friend because he pitied me? I couldn't really lie now, so I nodded glumly. I knew that Alfred had a big mouth, but he must have at least a bit of humanity, right? He wasn't going to tell everyone, right?

"Your secret is safe with me," He murmured. Then he added, "Because I like someone, too." I wasn't startled or anything, although he acted like it was a really big conspiracy or something. I laughed quietly, but then suddenly got a bad feeling. The temperature in the room seemed to have dropped twenty degrees, and I shivered. I felt eyes piercing through the back of my head and I turned around slowly, expecting an extremely pissed-off teacher. What I got scared me.

It was that really weird Russian kid, Ivan or something. We had first block together, and I had gotten to meet him personally. I had seen him around last semester, and last year, too. But I had never really had the courage to talk to him, for a good reason. He's so creepy!

And he was really living up to all the rumors at this moment, a scary grin gracing his face as he stared at me with surprisingly violet eyes. I was worried, what had I done to get him mad at me? A weird purple aura had sheathed itself around him like a blanket, and it was really starting to freak me out. I was shaking, actually.

"You okay, Tino?" Alfred asked me, placing a hand on my shoulder. He was completely oblivious of the demon Russian attacking me with with icy glares. Talk about not sensing the mood! Alfred's cheeks were still a bit flushed from his previous unimportant confession, and when Ivan saw, this seemed to get him even more angry. Too bad I had already left to go to the bathroom before, this would have been the perfect chance to use that pass to escape his creepy glare.

"A-alfred…" I muttered, flicking my eyes to the strange student. Alfred laughed, laughed.

"Don't worry about him." He turned and gave Ivan a heart-warming 'Hero Grin' and the Russian immediately calmed down, the temperature rising again and the aura dissipating.

"How did you do that?" I asked, a bit dumbfounded. He shrugged and turned to the teacher, who was glaring at us not unlike Ivan had been. It was much less intimidating, since it was a 20-something-year-old bearded guy with a name like Russell or Mica.

I looked down at my paper and let the rest of class go by without talking, which was a bit achievement for me, trying to take my focus off of Su-San.

Lunch was next, and when I saw Su-San, I couldn't help but run up and give him a hug. He returned it with a lip twitch (A smile) and a ruffle of my hair.

"Did ya miss me?" He asked, taking my arm and leading me to the lunch room. I nodded.

"Yeah! I missed you a lot!" I blushed a bit at my own enthusiasm, but was unfazed. "I had to deal with Ivan creepily staring at me the whole time-" I began before I felt Su-San stiffen next to me. He pulled me closer and looked into my eyes.

"Wha' did he do ta ya?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Nothing," I replied a bit warily after he let me go, sitting down in his usual seat. I joined him, taking out my lunch with a smile. I took a bite of my sandwich and turned to him again.

"How was your class?" I asked after swallowing. He shrugged. I nodded knowingly and turned to Mathias and Lukas, who had just joined us. Lukas just groaned.

Mathias, however, laughed really loudly and began his tale. Apparently, the teacher had forgotten a kid named Matthew four times before actually giving a crap, and Francis had blown up. Him and a Polish kid had ganged up on the teacher and the rest of class had been a free block, so Mathias and Lukas had skipped out. At this point, Lukas interjected and discontinued the entire conversation, which meant it involved sex. I sighed, but smiled.

After that, lunch was fairly normal. The bell rang, and Su-San and I made our way to our third class, a large grin across my face. It was nice that he and I could spend more time with each other, although he probably was getting tired of me. Him and I hung out after school, on weekends, all the time. But if he was tired, he would have said so, right?

We took seats next to each other without really thinking, but someone was in the way when I turned to talk to Su-San.

"Tino! What's the difference between a pile of clothes and a pile of dead babies?" Alfred asked, a big grin on his face. He was already laughing, no doubt at the stupid punch line. I rolled my eyes.

"What is it?"

"Ivan Braginski doesn't have a pile of clothes in his closet!" Alfred broke into peals of laughter, and I rolled my eyes again. Su-San reached out a hand and pushed the giggling American aside, giving a lip twitch. I shook my head.

Alfred took the seat in front of me, laughing about his joke still.

"Funny, right?" He asked, and I just turned to my paper. I heard the ruffle of clothing as someone took the seat in front of Su-San, and then that person began talking.

"I do not find that very funny, Alfred." Ivan said pleadingly. I turned to Berwald and tried to ignore them. He's so creepy, Ivan is!

Before I had a chance to say anything, though, the teacher interrupted. Class was relatively boring, a few side glances to Su-San told me he wasn't enjoying it either. I smiled a bit at how focused he looked, eyes trained on the teacher, focus unbreaking. That is, until he decided to look at me. I looked away quickly, blushing and hoping that he hadn't caught me. When I looked back over at him, I realized he had. His lip twitched in a smile, and I blushed again.

Sometimes, being in love with your best friend is great. You get to see them all the time, they won't judge you for staring at them, and they want to see you, too. You can be around them as much as you want.

Oftentimes, though, it's the worst thing. You can't hold their hand or kiss them, or tell them that you love them. You can't say that they're yours, you can't stare lovingly into their eyes. Sometimes, I wish that I didn't know Su-San, that I could just admire him form afar. Being close to him hurts sometimes, because I know that I can't love him the way I want to.

Not that there is much different I would do. I would kiss him, hold his hand more often, and tell him I love him. Maybe even cuddle?

What did all of that matter when I get to see him every day? He comes over, I go to his house, we talk and laugh and hang out together. Some relationships never have it this good, and here I was complaining about mine! Or the lack thereof, more to speak.

Author's Note:

Sorry about the long wait everyone! I hope you enjoy this chapter! I know that this is really really cheesy... Sappy pathetic cheesy... Yeah... enjoy it anyways! This is my very first attempt at writing SuFin... I just love this pairing, though, and I hope I didn't butcher their relationship too much! And sorry again about how pathetically short it is, the next chapter will be a lot longer!

And... The next chapter is Austria/Japan! I've been contemplating who's viewpoint I should do it from... Who do you guys think? If I do Roderich then all of my main characters will have purple-y eyes! Weird coincidence? Anywho... Next update will be faster, I promise!