Once the nine of them entered the building with all the music classes, they had to split. Part of the group went to the right for orchestra (Yao, Hong, Hyung Soo, Kiku, and Jun) and the other part went to the left for band (Lien, Mei, Yong Soo, and Binh).
While walking towards the door for the band room, Lien sighed. Mei went up besides her older friend when seeing her sigh. "What's with the sigh?" Mei asked before scooting closer and whispering, "Already miss Yao-Ge?" Lien's eyes quickly gaped open when hearing the Taiwanese girl.
"Mei!" She shouted. Mei only giggled. Lien sighed again before saying, "Just wondering what the teacher will do since none of us have our instruments..." Lien made a really good point; they all knew how to play, but their instruments were really broken down. They couldn't possibly bring them to school. It was easier to bring them to their last school, but defiantly not this one.
Upon entering the band room, the four of them first went to the teacher. They had to meet the teacher, since they were new and all, and had to explain their situation.
"Hmmm? Really? Usually students have their own instruments at home and another spare at school," Mr. Peterson, the band teacher, said, "But I guess you wouldn't really be able to have two pairs, huh? Tell you what, I'll let you all borrow one just for school. Don't worry, they're brand new!" Lien, Mei, and Binh smiled uneasily, they really couldn't believe this school. Students had enough for two instruments and they had a beat up old one! And the school could get them each new ones? Man! Yong Soo just smiled like nothing was wrong. He thought the same as the others, but didn't seem to really mind.
As the four Asians followed Mr. Peterson to the back room, there were a couple of wandering eyes watching them.
"See Matty! What'd I tell you!" Alfred said to his younger twin, Mathew.
"I've never really met Asians before..." Mathew relied to Alfred in his usual whispery voice, "What're they like?"
"Really weird," Alfred laughed, starting to play his trumpet. Mathew shuddered a bit as his brother started playing. Alfred always played so loudly. The Canadian boy sighed as he continued putting together his clarinet. Mathew turned back to where the Asians were and saw them walking back with new instruments. Mr. Peterson was always a nice teacher so he must've leant it to them for the year was what Mathew concluded.
"So, we have Binh Thai with a trumpet, Yong Soo Im with a saxophone, Lien Nguyen with a clarinet, and Mei Li with a flute. Did I get that right?" The teacher smiled.
"Yep! Thanks a lot da ze!" Yong Soo grinned, bowing to Mr. Peterson, with the new sax in his hand. The other three did they same, all making Mr. Peterson blush.
"Aww, it's fine! Really! No need to be so formal!" Mr. Peterson laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. He was actually a pretty young teacher around his mid twenties so it was a bit strange being acquainted to so formally and politely. "Okay then! Class is about to start and I would like to have you sit with your instrumental group. Sorry to separate you all, but that's how I run things!" Mr. Peterson was about to show each of the Asians to their instrumental group, when the door suddenly swung open, creating a loud bang when hitting the wall. "What now..." Mr. Peterson sighed, knowing already who was at the door.
The four Asians turned to the door seeing a woman about late twenties, enter the room with a calm, angered expression. Behind her was the rest of the Asians. The woman stood at the door, arms crossed and tapping her foot on the ground, clearly waiting for Mr. Peterson.
"Ms. Wesley, what brings you here?" The band teacher said through a forced smile to the orchestra teacher.
"I'm just wonder what you did to the new students in your class. The new students in my class did not have their instruments. I explained to them how we run things in Hetalia Academy but-"
"Ma'am, we have already explained that we are unable to bring them in because of the condition they are in," Hyung Soo calmly interrupted. He'd done so while looking around the band classroom, still noticing people watching them and whispering again. "May I ask, how do you believe that we would have enough to pay for a second instrument, when we cannot even afford to renew our previous ones?" Mr. Peterson started at Hyung Soo with gaping eyes, surprised by his shrewd tongue. Ms. Wesley was obviously already use to this.
"Hyung Soo..." Yao said sharply after yanking the said Korean back behind him by his arm. Hyung Soo only ignored Yao, watching a specific trumpet playing American whisper to a specific clarinet playing Canadian.
"Dude, these Asians are so entertaining!" Alfred whispered to his brother, who was sitting in front of him in the clarinet group. When Alfred looked back up to watch more of what was going on, he caught Hyung Soo's glaring gaze and quickly looked some other direction. Hyung Soo was not one to mess with.
"Ms. Wesley, why don't I just pay for the expenses of the-" Mr. Peterson started but was quickly interrupted by Yao.
"Sir, we do not take charity aru," The Chinese teen then looked past the band teacher and the expression in his eyes dropped from what he saw. Lien, Binh, Mei, and Yong Soo all had new instruments in their hands. Yong Soo waved back to him with a cheerful expression, Binh did the same, but not as enthusiastically and with an apologetic expression. Lien just avoided his gaze, looking down at the floor with cheeks tinted light pink. Mei also avoided Yao's gaze, sticking her nose in the air like she didn't care about Yao's opinions.
"Don't see it as charity," Mr. Peterson said, bringing Yao's attention back to him, "Just see it has a loan! Just for the year!" Yao turned back to his friends. Kiku and Jun shrugged at him, while Hong showed no interested in what was going on whatsoever, but that was just his poker face. Hyung Soo showed no expression either.
"Fine!" Ms. Wesley shouted, "But you sir, are paying for the expenses!" The orchestra teacher turned around to exit, her nose high in the air all mighty like.
"Good luck with her," Mr. Peterson said to the orchestra Asians, chuckling nervously.
"Thank you (aru)," All five said, bowing to him.
"Wow, you all are really polite, huh? And don't mention it!" With that, they left with Ms. Wesley and Mr. Peterson turned back to the class, "Well class, let's get going!" The students quickly got their music sheets out as Mr. Peterson got the Asians a copy of the music sheets. "Now, you may not get it right away, but try to do the best you can. Ready class?" The teach raised his arms, preparing everyone to start playing. Then, they began.
Back at the orchestra room, Ms. Wesley was in the back room with the Asians, looking for new instruments for them to play. "Jun Chen, viola," She said, handing Jun a viola, "Kiku Honda, violin. Hong Wang, guitar," She handed Kiku a violin and Hong an acoustic guitar, "Hyung Soo, cello," Ms. Wesley was having a bit of trouble pulling it out, but it was done and handed to the Korean whom she already did not like. "And what do you play, Yao Wang?" She asked a bit out of breath.
"Piano aru," Ms. Wesley's eyes showed a bit of amusement before she exited the back room. The Asians following behind.
"There's a spare piano you could use over there. Now, here's some sheet music. Learn it. Memorize it. Play it." And with that, she just left. Shrugging it off, the Asians headed towards their assigned spots, getting ready to start playing. "Okay class, I expect you already memorized the music I've given you last week. Now let's begin,"
Yao looked through the music sheets, trying to match each note with each key really fast. When he looked up from the sheets, he noticed someone glaring at him with his arms crossed. He had brown hair and wore glasses. "Wei ((hello))...?" Yao said, a brow raised.
"So we have a new pianist? I am Roderich Edelstein," The Austrian introduced himself, "Try not to be intimidated by my expertise," He said, snobbishly. It was just him and Yao playing the piano in the class. Yao glared back at Roderich, not appreciating being looked down upon. The Chinese teen started to grin, still looking back with glaring eyes.
"Don't worry aru, I won't be intimidated," He said calmly, "But I do enjoy a challenge aru..." Now it was Roderich's turn to raise a brow, confused at what Yao meant. He was mocking him, wasn't he! The Austrian wasn't going to take it.
Hong watched as Yao and Roderich glared at each other, both eyes so sharp, it could cut metal. He sighed at how competitive his older brother can be. "Hola ((hello))!" Hong heard someone say. He turned to the person and saw a Spaniard smiling back him. "My name's Antonio Fernandez. Looks like we'll be playing together for a while," Hong looked down at Antonio's instrument, seeing it was also a guitar. He looked back up, him poker face making the Spaniard feel really awkward. "A-anyways, what's your name?" Hong blinked, making Antonio even more nervous. "D-do you speak English?" He said a bit slowly. Hong's eyes hardened when asked that. He turned away from the Spaniard, clearly showing him that he was offended. "Perdon ((sorry))! Perdon ((sorry))! I didn't mean to offend you!" This is obviously awkward for Antonio.
"Hong..." Hong said, looking forward.
" 'Hong'...?" Antonio tilted his head, confused by what the Asian had said. Was he speaking some sort of Chinese?
"It's Hong..." Antonio's eyes widened, finally understanding what Hong had meant.
"O-oh! Nice to meet you, Hong! Where are you from?" Hong finally started ignoring Antonio and the said Spaniard could tell. Well, there went Antonio's plan of getting to know the new Asians. Hong was looking back again at his brother, watching him play the piano ever so beautifully.
Yao and Roderich were trying to outplay each other and guess who's winning. Roderich was slowly getting more and more nervous. Piano was his thing! He was not going to let some Asian beat him. Little did he know, Yao had been playing just as long as he has and was possibly better. Yao was calmly moving his hands across the keys, hitting each note correctly and right on mark.
One by one, each student started watching the two. Ms. Wesley had to leave the room for a bit so no one would be in trouble if they just watched a little.
"Oh hon hon hon~ Looks like our Chinese fleur ((flower)) has a real lovely talent, huh Arthur?" Francis said, turning to the said Brit. He noticed that Arthur wasn't listening to him at all. Instead, Arthur was mesmerized by the beautiful music from the piano. Sure Roderich was playing too, but all the Brit heard was Yao's piano playing. It seemed that every time he saw Yao, he learned a new thing about the Asian and fallen for him a little more each time. "Arthur~ Have you fallen smitten to the Chinese beauty?~" Francis teased, poking Arthur's head with the bow for his violin. The French teen successfully pulled Arthur from his daze.
"The bloody-" Arthur turned to Francis, noticed a smirk on his face.
"You were like that since she started playing, Arthur~ Beauty, brains, and talent. She's way out of your league, mon ami ((my friend))." Francis continued teasing, making Arthur blush.
"W-what are talking about! I-I just like this song! Wanker!" Arthur turned back to facing the pianists, trying to hind the blush he felt away from Francis. Although, sadly failing. Was he really falling for Yao? Arthur didn't think so. Little did the two know, Kiku and Jun, both playing the same instruments as Arthur and Francis, were sitting right next to them. They weren't eavesdropping, they just heard everything since they were right next to them.
"Should we tell Yao-Nii-San about those two?" Kiku whispered to Jun, making sure the Europeans didn't hear him.
"Let's just keep the details to ourselves. But we should tell him to watch for them." Jun whispered back. Kiku nodded. They were both quiet enough for the other two to not hear them. Kiku found it somewhat entertaining and cute that it was just the first day and someone had already fallen for the Chinese teen. It was always like that at their last school. And, as always, Yao would be oblivious to this. So of course, Kiku had to keep an eye out for them, make sure they won't harm his 'nii-san' or anything.
The song Yao and Roderich play came to an end and the last note fanned out. The room was silent until the class broke into applaud. The two pianist turned to the class, both flustered and unaware that everyone was listening to them play.
"Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!" Someone shouted. The whole class started swarming the pianos, all complementing on how wonderful the music was. Sadly, everyone was surrounding Roderich and Yao, who was clearly the greater pianist, was shoved aside, falling on his butt when pushed out of the crowd.
"That was fantasic, Roderich!" Someone else shouted.
"Yeah! You show that Asian who's boss!" Said another. Roderich was slightly abash by all the attention as everyone continued praising his piano skills, sometimes badmouthing the other's.
Yao sighed, picking himself off the ground, his four friends surrounding him. They all showed their own versions of worried looks towards Yao, but the Chinese teen only smile back at them.
"Aiyah, what's with all the looks aru?" Yao's smile confused everyone. They thought he'd be mad about being pushed to the side and looked down upon. The Asians all knew he was the better pianist, but he was thrown aside by others anyways and praised the other.
"Aren't you mad that he's getting all the credit and being praised? It was clearly you who was better, Yao-Nii-San," Yao only continued smiling, looking back towards the Austrian.
"Nah, I don't really care about them aru. I wasn't playing for them. And I know that he knows who's the better piano player aru," Yao was right. Roderich was looking back at him, his facial expression showed he admitted defeat, but was still prideful. He nodded at Yao, and Yao nodded back. "But I will admit, it does hurt a bit aru..."
"What is with all the commotion?" Ms. Wesley had just returned and saw the whole class up out of their seats. "Get back to your sections! All of you!" The class did as so, afraid of their teacher's wrath. The rest of the class went by more smoothly afterwards.
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Mathew - Canada
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