A knock on the door made Lin sprint towards it like lightning. He'd been waiting for Yao, pacing the room, worried out of his mind. "Yao!" Lin shouted when opening the door. The young monk was correct, it was Yao at the door, in his arms was a little panda and next to him was Arthur with a bloody handkerchief covering his nose.
Lin's shout made the two jump back a bit. Yao smiled nervously at his cousin and Arthur just stood awkwardly. "Yao-Ge, what did you do?" Lin asked in a whiney, nervous tone.
What happened earlier...
"A-Arthur, you can put me down now aru. I think my ankle's fine now." Yao said timidly, a thin blush sneaking on his face. Arthur nodded, carefully getting down for Yao to stand. "Xie xie ((thank you))..."
"Don't mention it..." The two walked side by side in silence. The scenery was starting to get more familiar to Arthur; the dirt road, the green fields, all meaning they were getting closer to Yao's house. The two continued walking straight until Arthur noticed Yao starting to cut through the field. "Isn't your house that way?"
Yao looked back at Arthur, a confused expression on his face with a head tilt. Then, he realized what the Brit meant. "Well that way's for cars and those who don't know how to get around aru. This way's a short cut!" Yao explained. Arthur blinked, following Yao through the fields and onto a smaller dirt path. The two continued on until they were walking in the edge of a weird looking forest. Arthur touched the strange tree, this being the first he saw such a tree.
Arthur stopped to get a good look at the tree. "What is this?" The Brit said aloud to himself. Yao paused when hearing Arthur. He turned and snorted, shaking his head.
"They're bamboo trees aru. Haven't you seen them before? Guess not considering you're so mesmerized by it aru." Yao teased. Arthur flushed, embarrassed by Yao. The Chinese teen really made him feel like a fool.
"W-well excuse me! I bet you would act like this if you saw something new!" Arthur crossed his arms, somewhat proud of his excuse. "And also-" The Brit paused midsentence, noticing Yao ignoring him. He was staring diagonally into the bamboo forest, eyes shining and bulging, expression unreadable. "Y-Yao..."
"PAAAAANNNDAAAAAA!" The Chinese teen was sparking, his eyes glowing with cheerfulness. Arthur felt a gust of wind blow over him as Yao sprinted into the bamboo forest. Arthur hastily followed behind, wondering what got into him. "Tài kě'àile ((So cute))!" Arthur heared Yao squea- say. Yao was sitting on his knees holding something. Arthur couldn't see what he was holding with the Chinese teen's back towards him.
"A-are you okay...?"
Yao turned to him, holding a little panda next to his face and smiling brightly. Arthur never excepted to see Yao so- so childlike and innocent. He never imagined Yao to be this way. The Chinese teen was always to harsh and dignified but now- "Tài kě'àile aru nee~" Yao tilted his head, still smiling brightly with the little panda next to him. Arthur was completely red; Yao's cuteness was too much for him. The Brit fell back from his mass nosebleed. "Arthur? Arthur aru!"
Present time...
"Uhhh..." Yao wasn't sure how to answer Lin. It wasn't really his fault, right? The two teens standing at the door gulped, both not really wanting the teenage monk to know what happened. Arthur was too embarrassed to say anything and Yao, being the clueless Asian he is, wasn't even sure what had happened.
"N-never mind, just come inside." Yao nodded, doing as Lin said. The young monk sighed, just about to close the door shut. What stopped him was Arthur still standing there with a brow raise. "Oh my goodness! I am so sorry!" Lin stuttered with panic, hoping he didn't seem rude, "Would you like to come in?" He added, opening up the door again.
"No, it's fine. I should really get going. I was just making sure Yao got back fine with his ankle and all." Arthur said, offering a kind smile. He sweat dropped when noticing Lin's eyes bulge up like a fish's. He quickly turned around, seeing Yao nervously trying to sneak away.
"YAO-GE!" Lin shouted again with panic when seeing his ankle, making Yao twitch. The said Chinese teen sighed, then turned to Arthur and glared at him.
"Thanks a lot ahen..." He growled before Lin hammered him with questions. Arthur was about to spat something back, insulted and not appreciating being growled at after helping the bloody Asian, until he saw Lin freaking out over Yao's injury and seeing him clearly annoyed by it. Arthur only offered a pitiful smile, a bit pleased inside.
"Thank you for bringing him home!" Lin quickly added, bowing to Arthur. "Yao-Ge! Get back here!" He shouted back behind to Yao, shutting the door closed. Arthur turned to start walking back, his pitiful smile turning into an amused one as he shook his head.
Arthur walked past the front gate, where he was the first time he went to the Asian household. He continued walking on until he saw his driver's car. The Brit picked his pace up, seeing his driver wave his arm through a rolled down window.
"How was Wang Yao, Young Master Arthur?" Arthur's driver asked as he got into the car. "And may I asked what happened to you?" He added when seeing Arthur holding a handkerchief to his nose. This made the Brit blushed in embarrassment again.
"J-just drive, Henry." Arthur only replied. Henry did not say anything back but a 'yes sir' and a quick nod. He tried to hide back a smile as he drove. The young master always seemed to entertain him, reminding the old driver what it was like to be young.
Another day at the accursed school of Hetalia Academy. Yao sat down in his science class, relaxing as he rested his cheek on his palm, his elbow in the table. His mind couldn't help but keep wondering to the day before at home. Lin had continued asking millions of questions while having his little panic attacks. Shin punched down on his head again when he saw his ankle and started scolding the peeved teen about getting into fights and bringing in pandas (again). While Jun was treating Yao's injury, apparently Mei had seen him with Arthur and was hammering questions on him about that. Lien, for some reason, was glaring at him when Mei was asking the questions. It was a pretty rough night, although, Yao was able to sneak the little panda into his room. He was going to raise it like he did with the other orphaned pandas. How Yao knew it was an orphan, the world may never know...
While Yao was reliving yesterday's excitement, he didn't seem to notice someone take a seat next to him. When Yao finally turn to the direction of the person, he jumped back a little, a bit startled by the cheerful, smiling Russian looking back at him. "Privet ((Hello))." He said. Yao warily smiled back.
"Nihao ((Hello))." He said back.
"I'm Ivan. You're Yao, da?" 'Ivan'...? Where had he heard that name? Yao was never good with names. Oh wait!
"Ivan? Oh, are you the 'Ivan' that told the timid first year to help me out yesterday aru? Thanks for that. Yeah, Wang Yao aru!" Yao offered a smile. Ivan seemed nice. The Russian continued smiling as he put a hand on Yao's head. The said Chinese teen stiffened a bit, unsure what to think at the moment. "Uhh..."
"You seem nice. Why would people be scared of you? Kol kol kol kol!" Scared? Where people really scared of him and the others?
"Okay... Well, I'm glad to see there is another Asian here aru! I thought this whole school was just-"
"I'm not Asian. I'm Russian da!" Ivan interrupted cheerfully. Yao tilted his head in confusion.
"But Russia is in Asia aru. That makes you-"
"I'm Russian da!" Ivan repeated. He kept his cheerful smile but something seem dark about him. Yao was about to say another thing, but he noticed a dark aura emit from Ivan and heard his kol kol kol. Getting a bit freaked out, Yao just left it at that.
"Okay. W-well Ms. Ginger seems like a very nice teacher aru." Yao said, trying to change the subject. "Is she a good teacher?" Ivan nodded, the dark aura fading away.
"Mmhmm, very cool teacher da!" After that, the two started talking more before their science class started. Sadly for Yao, enjoying a conversation with a new friend was not an option with a certain someone seated behind him.
"Bonjour ((Hello)), Yao." A certain French teen cooed, playing with Yao's loose ponytail, "Forgive me for not greeting you yesterday. Allow me to make it up, hon hon hon~" Francis continued to coo and not notice the sound of cracking knuckles.
"I'm going to enjoy this ahen..." Yao growled darkly, his eyes hidden under a shadow as a dark aura emitted him similar to what Ivan had done previously. Sadly, Francis had mistaken it as Yao's way of flirting back, failing to realize what was really going to happen. As a result to him not reading the atmosphere, Francis snaked him arm around Yao's waist, just like the first day, and leaned in towards him. He did not, at all, expect what came next.
BAM!
Right to the face! Yao punched Francis, sending him to the ground and tumbling back. The French teen looked up from the ground, groaning in pain and holding his nose, and saw Yao glaring darkly down at him. His previous dragon eyes returned. Fierce, sharp, glowing golden eyes piercing down at Francis. The French teen sat still on the floor, frozen and not daring to move. The tension was brought down soon after by a certain Russian.
Ivan started chuckling, patting Yao's head again. "You're very funny, Yao." With each pat on the heard, Yao blinked, his demon-dragon eyes slowly turning back to him regular eyes with each pat and blink. The Chinese teen sighed, finally somewhat relaxed, and sat back down. Ivan turn the Francis, who was still on the floor, and smiled his childlike smile. Francis scrambled back up and sat back down in his spot behind Yao and Ivan. And so, science began.
"BWA HA HA HA HA! What happened to you, Man!" Gilbert finally asked after laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach and cry. Science ended and now it was lunch. Francis had just arrived for lunch from a visit to the nurse's office, a square bandage on his nose.
"S-shut up, Gilbert! The Chinese fleur hit me!" Francis cried, biting and pulling on a handkerchief dramatically. Gilbert and Antonio sweat dropped at how dramatic their friend was being. "My beautiful face!" Francis continued.
"What about your-" The Bad Touch Trio turned, seeing Alfred and Matthew walking up. Alfred paused mid sentence, then was on the floor the next minute, laughing his guts out. "Your face! Your face!" He said in-between breaths. Francis drop his head down, Matthew patting his back with pity.
During all the laughing and crying, two girls walked up to the group, a Hungarian and a Belgian. "What's wrong with Francis?" The Belgian asked curiously. She didn't see his nose with his head down.
"Hola ((Hello)), Alice, Elizabeta!" Antonio greeted the two girls. They waved back, seating themselves besides the bunch.
"Francis here got beat up by a Chinese chic! So not awesome! Kesesesesese~" Gilbert informed the four who just came. Alfred paused for a second, tilting his head when the East German said 'chic'. That wasn't right, there weren't any Chinese girl-
"Wait, you mean Yao? Dude, Yao's a-" The American started, getting cut off midsentence.
"I did not get beat up! Yao was just too shy about her feelings!" Francis tried to make up an excuse, but the others just snickered knowing it was a full on lie.
"Dude! Yao was probably pissed that you call hi-" Alfred tried again, this time, Elizabeta interrupting him.
"Well the new group is kind of... Different." She said, trying not to be too judgemental.
"Will you listen! God! I'm trying to tell you that the Chinese 'chic' is really-"
"I heard the one the beat up Francis beat up five other guys just yesterday! What's wrong with her?" Alice said snobbishly, taking a bit out of her sandwich.
"I was there! And-"
"I DID NOT GET BEAT UP!" Francis whined, waving his arms up and down. That last interruption was the last straw. Alfred shot up off the ground, clearly not happy with being interrupted.
"Dudes! Shut up! I'm trying to say something!" He shouted, silencing the whole group. "So! Yesterday, I was there when Yao beat the crap out of five other guys. It was pretty awesome but like, anyways, that was in P-"
"What are you blabbering about this time, Alfred?" Alfred clenched his fist from being interrupted like, the fifth time. This time, it was from Arthur who had just arrived at lunch and saw Alfred just standing and shouting nonsense.
"THAT'S IT! JUST FORGET IT!" Alfred huffed, shoving another hamburger in his mouth. Arthur raised a bow at his cousin, shrugging off his outburst.
"What happened to the frog?" Gilbert started snickering again at Arthur's question.
"Why must everyone ask that?" Francis continued whining.
"Dude, it's right there in the middle of your face. Of course people are gonna notice." Gilbert first said to Francis, then turned to Arthur, "Yao punched his nose. Seems as our pretty, little Chinese princess aint following for ol' Francis's charm. Kesese..." Arthur's eyes widened, but before he could say anything, Elizabeta intervened first.
"Eh-hem..." She faked cough, her face clearly showing she was not amused by Gilbert's comment. Gilbert turned to her with a large grin. At least he found it amusing that Elizabeta was a tad jealous of him calling other 'girls' pretty.
Wrapping his arm around Elizabeta's shoulder, Gilbert said, "Aww, don't be mad! Ha ha ha!" This only aggravated the Hungarian more. She pulled out a skillet from her bag, heaven knows why she brings it around, and smacked Gilbert's forehead, making him lose his grin.
"Maybe I should go see who this 'Yao' is? I only met the Vietnamese and Thai one and I know Alice had seen the Taiwanese and other Chinese one. Now excuse me," Elizabeta rose, huffed and went on her way, leaving Gilbert rubbing his forehead.
"Shouldn't you go after her?" Antonio asked. Gilbert grin again, little tears in his eyes and a bruised forehead.
"Naw, Liz just gonna get even more pissed. Just gotta let girls blow off steam."
"Looks like you and Francis now have matching injuries on your faces now," Arthur smirked, sipping tea from his thermos.
"Man, it would be hilarious if 'Tonio here got one, too." Alfred added, laughing at the thought of the BTT all having facial injuries.
Out of nowhere, Alice rose from her spot and walked over to Antonio with a smile. She punched hard down on the Spaniard's head, leaving a bump and a yelp from him.
"W-what was that for?" Antonio whined similar to France.
"Now you all have injuries! The BTT sticks together, right?" Alice explained. The others were baffled except for Gilbert and Alfred. The two laughed.
Hetalia - Hidekaz Himaruya
First, I know Ivan is russia so that is he is, well Asian. But i kinda wanted the Asian Invasion be like, the only Asian and all so I made that part up. Sorry if i offended anyone! and sorry this is a bit late ((yes, a week is considered late to me!)). busy with stuff... and the group is finally back in school! yesh! that's were the story should take place... more drama to come! thanks for reading! Please forgive any spelling, grammar, and/or language mistakes! Reviews are loved!
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Elizabeta - Hungary
Alice - Belgium