The first to get the balls were Alfred, Adrian, and Vash, two of the three charging for the ball. Alfred tossed an extra for the Swiss teen. The Asians knew they didn't stand a chance against them when trying to get the ball first, so they just stood their ground. The two Europeans plus Alfred fired the dodge balls. The Koreans let the ball bounce then catching it as it bounced back up while Hong caught Alfred's ball. Even though he caught it, it still hurt, pushing Hong back a bit with his feet still planted on the floor.
Alfred and the two took a couple steps back, preparing for the first years' throw. Once they stood their ground, the three noticed the balls weren't thrown. Arthur and Matthew noticed this, too. Even Yao noticed this, but Kiku seemed calm.
"Guys?" Yao tilted his head at his younger brother and friends. The three were first looking at the balls in their hands, then turned to each other. After a quick head nod, all three turned to Arthur, an evil glint shining in their eyes. The Brit twitched when seeing them all glare at him, Yao even did the same. "W-what're you-"
"CHARGE DA ZE!" Yong Soo shouted, interrupting Yao. Upon hearing this, Arthur took off with the younger Asians charging behind him with balls. Everyone else watched speechlessly as the Brit starting running around the field getting chased by Asians.
"AI! GET BACK HERE ARU!" Yao shouted to the first years. He sighed whilst shaking his head. The Chinese teen knew full well why they were charging after Arthur and felt embarrassed. "What're we going to do, Ki-...ku..." Yao turned besides him instantly, only to stare at a missing Kiku blankly. The Chinese teen turned back to where Arthur and the others were, seeing Kiku running besides the first years with a hockey stick. Strangely, Binh and Jun were also with them with rackets in their hands. Well, it was a P.E. class...
"Uh, what now?" Alfred questioned to his team minus Arthur. They only shrugged back as an answer. The three just continued watching Arthur run from rabid Asians, blankly. Alfred turned to Yao, seeing the Chinese teen with his face covered by his hand. Must've face-palmed a second ago.
"Eh-hem," The remaining five teens turned to the person who cleared his throat, seeing it was Coach Harley. "Why don't you five just continue with your round." He said, tossing one ball to Yao and two others to the others.
"W-what about me aru? I'm on my own." Coach Harley shrugged, walking back to his previous spot.
"Not my problem. It was your team that left you." He said unconcerned, making Yao die a little inside.
"What now?" Adrian asked his team. They shrugged again.
"Well, Coach did say just to continue." Vash replied. "Plus whoever wins gets extra points..."
"Yeah! So we have to win, Dudes!" Alfred exclaimed.
"You don't need it though, Alfred. You're practically on all the sport teams. You just wanna win..." Matthew whispered. Alfred grinned, making Matthew sigh and conclude he was right.
As they conversed amongst themselves, Yao was shouting again to the others. "AI! GET BACK HERE AHEN! WHAT HAPPENED TO NOT LETTING ME TOUCH ANY BALLS, HONG!" Yao crossly shouted only to get ignored. The other team turned to him; 3/4 sweat-dropping. Alfred was the only one snickering, covering his mouth with his hand.
"Well!" Alfred exclaimed, getting his team's attention again. "Might as well get this done! HERE WE GO!" The American shouted, launching the ball towards an unawared Yao, which Alfred didn't know he was. When hearing Alfred shout, Yao turned to the source only to see a ball flying his way.
"AIYAH!" Yao yelped, doing another back flip to dodge. Alfred hadn't calculated the shortness of Yao when he threw the ball. It was right at his face. "WHAT THE HELL AHEN!" The Chinese teen shouted, launching the ball in hand towards the others. All four barely dodged the ball, but was able to feel how fast it was going. Vash and Matthew's eyes gaped a bit while Adrian stayed neutral. Alfred was grinning with excitement.
Yao was back to one ball again while the others had two, just like before. Surprisingly, Yao was able to dodge the balls thrown at him and Alfred and his team could dodge his. All but Matthew, who chose to stay out even when his team mates caught a ball.
"Man! This is getting so frickin' awesome now!" Alfred shouted as he threw and dodged another ball while laughing.
"A-Alfred," Matthew whisper-called from the sidelines, "I think you should be careful!" Alfred turned to his brother, blinking in confusion from what he said. Instead of waiting for him to explain, something else caught the American's eye.
"Dude, Adrian! What happened?" Alfred shouted to the Dutch teen. He was sitting next to Matthew with his arms crossed.
"Got out..." Adrian answered bluntly.
"Alfred! Careful!" Matthew whisper-shouted, motioning his arms towards Yao. Alfred turned to the Asian, finally noticing what his brother meant. Yao seemed... Different to him.
"Don't worry, Matty! The Hero can take him! Plus I have- Vash!" Alfred started, but cut himself off when seeing his Swiss team mate walking off to the side. Vash only glared back at him, huffing as he seated himself down. Alfred and Matthew shouting at each other distracted him and got him hit. Now it was just Yao and Alfred.
The two teens went back and forth at it; throwing and dodging balls. They both were noticeably tired. Alfred would never want to back down and Yao, at this point, was just getting irritated. The Chinese teen had thrown another ball, but Alfred jumped back, having the ball bounce and be caught. The American threw the same ball back, hoping it would be the last one. The ball was faster than usual and Yao had lost his patience.
While it was coming towards him, Yao jumped and spun again, using his momentum to add power to his kick. The ball came towards him and timing was perfect. With that kick, the ball went flying back. Alfred's eyes widened, but he was still able to catch the fast ball. Sadly, the force of the ball still sent him back, tumbling on the floor. His team mates ran towards him.
"Ow..." Alfred groaned out, rubbing his sore chest.
"Okay, I lost now. We done aru?" Alfred and the others looked towards Yao, seeing the Chinese teen walk towards them, arms crossed. "Sorry about that..." Yao apologized, talking about the hard kick, while looking away. Alfred stared up at him, standing back up himself.
"No hard feelings, Man!" Alfred grinned ear to ear, holding a hand out. Yao only looked at it then up at Alfred. He nodded, turning back around and walking away towards his friends chasing Arthur. The American blink, bringing his hand back down to his side awkwardly.
"Wow, I thought the Asians would do even worse to you." Alfred snickered to Arthur. They were back in the locker room and Arthur had a large bump on his head.
"Shut up! They didn't do anything to me..." When the whole tournament was over, Yao had caught up with the Asians chasing Arthur, grabbing the two Koreans by their ears. This had signaled everyone to stop their messed up behavior. Although, Hong was able to chuck the ball he had at the Brit with either of them looking.
"Pssh, I saw Hong chuck the ball at you!" Alfred teased. Arthur sighed with annoyance, closing his P.E. locker and heading out the door. Alfred followed besides him. "Funny how Coach didn't see anything, huh?" The American added with a grin as they exited the locker room. Arthur only responded with a glare.
The two cousins continued walking until they found and met up with their usual group. They weren't that hard to find because of the awesome Gilbert.
"DISCO POGO, DINGELINGELING, DINGELINGELING! ALLE ATZEN SING'! DISCO POGO, DINGELINGELING, DINGELINGELING! ALLE ATZEN SING'!" The East German sang loudly, nodding his head with a huge grin and his IPod in hand.
"Hola, Alfred! Arthur!" Antonio greeted when seeing the said two.
" 'Sup, Toni!" Alfred greeted back while Arthur just waved.
"You two were just in P.E., is it true that one of the Asian girls that got accidently mixed in, is a real monstruo ((monster))?" Antonio asked all panicky. The other two just raised a brow.
"We heard that Yao knocked out nearly everyone in dodge ball." Francis explained, showing no signs of worry. Arthur and Alfred stayed silent. They just left P.E. and random rumors about what went on during class was already spreading like the plague.
"Well, Yao didn't really throw any balls. His little brother wouldn't let him throw any or anything, which is pretty funny." Alfred explained, snickering at the end. "Oh! And another thing; Yao's really a guy." The American added, still smiling.
"WHAT?" The BTT shouted simultaneously. Gilbert had just removed his headphones when Alfred was explain about what really happened during P.E.
"Aw hell no! I don't believe it!" Gilbert said as he laughed hard, holding his stomach.
"But Yao is so petite!" Francis whined.
"T-they've been here for almost a month! Are you just teasing us, Alfred?" Antonio asked. Arthur was the one who answered the Spaniard, shaking his head.
"Alfred is right. Yao is indeed," Arthur's cheeks tinted pink a bit, trying to cover it by fake coughing into his hand, "A guy..."
The BTT stared silently at the two; Gilbert was grinning randomly, Francis seemed to be thinking with his hand on his chin, and Antonio seemed to be embarrassed for mistaking Yao's gender.
Before any of them could say a thing, they all noticed a certain group passing them. All five of the guys watched as the Asians neared the front gate, Yao scolding all the guys in Mandarin.
"Are you sure he's a guy?" Gilbert asked again. Arthur and Alfred nodded, making the east German shrug. "Well, it doesn't hurt to check, right?" Upon hearing this, the English teen in the group's eyes gaped.
"Oui oui ((Yes yes))!" Francis agreed, more into seeing what would happen than figuring out if what Arthur and Alfred say was true. Honestly, the French teen believed them, but this seemed fun and it was very possible that the two were kidding. Along with all of this, Antonio nodded. He was really confused with the matter.
"Oi! Yao!" Francis shouted pretty loudly. The group of Asians turned to the French teen, wary and angered looks on their faces. They did not forget what happened earlier. Who was the one who pushed Arthur onto their 'big brother'?
With the Asians standing still, the BTT plus Alfred ran over to them, Arthur warily following behind. He noticed people turning and staring when Francis had shouted. Stupid frog...
"Don't worry! We just have a simple question for ya!" Gilbert shouted with another large grin, showing teeth. After waiting a couple seconds for the question, Yao and the Asians were getting impatient. That's when the east German pushed the Spaniard forward, "Oi, Francis and I spoke! Your turn!" Antonio only gave his friends a comically teary look, not wanting to upset the other students.
"H-Hola! Um, well, we were just wondering... uh, well-"
"Get to the point ahen. We have a bus to catch..." Yao interrupted bluntly. Antonio gulped.
"R-right, of course! We were just wondering if..."
"Guys! Let's do this somewhere else!"
"...you were a boy or girl." Arthur had tried to cut into Antonio, but it was too late; the question was out there. The reason why Arthur wanted to interrupt was because now there was a distant crowd. Many students were around, close enough to hear what was going on, but far enough to still look like they weren't eavesdropping.
And now the courtyard was dead silent.
Arthur inwardly groaned. He can see the look of horror on all the Asians' faces. When the Brit looked around, so many people were now looking their way, all whispering to each other. All he could do was ask himself 'why?' Why did the Bad Touch Trio have to ask in the open? Why are people, who should have lives, listening in and why don't they just leave?
"Excuse me?" Yao asked as if it were a neutral question, ending the silence.
"Perdon! Perdon! I-it's just, your looks are a bit misguiding..." Antonio blushed with embarrassment, scratching the back of his neck.
The Asians were silent again, all staring back at the Europeans plus Alfred with mixed emotions. All except for Kiku. He was instead, watching Yao closely. The Japanese teen noticed how Yao was clenching his fist until his palms were white, but still a straight, neutral face.
"I-I'm a guy ahen..." Yao finally forced himself to say. "Now if you excuse us, we're going..." The Chinese teen said. He turned around, beginning to walk away while the others hesitantly did the same.
"Woah! You guys weren't lying! He is a dude!" Gilbert shouted back to Arthur and Alfred. The American in the group smiled proudly while the Brit in the group dropped his head to the ground.
"Did you three really have to ask out here?" Arthur growled at the BTT. The three teens only stared back blankly, causing the Brit to face-palm. "Take a good look around..." The three guys did as told, even Alfred did the same.
All around the courtyard, people were whispering to each other, laughing, or on their phones; all of them spreading the word of a girly looking Chinese boy. News around at Hetalia Academy spread as fast as wildfire, but are as accurate as a blind person doing archery on a windy day.
"Oops..." All four guys said, annoying Arthur that much more.
"Yao-San, are you okay?" The said Chinese teen turned, seeing Kiku looking worried at him. When Yao looked behind the Japanese teen, he saw the others talking amongst themselves.
"Yeah, I'm fine aru. Why do you ask?"
"Because your hand is bleeding and you don't seem to notice it..." Kiku said, looking down at Yao's hand. The Chinese teen's face perked up, quickly bringing his hand up to see. Kiku was right, it was bleeding. He must've been so mad that his nails dug into his hands without his noticing. Yao paled at the sight of his bleeding hand, worrying Kiku even more. "Yao-San!"
"Aiyah! Now it's starting to sting aru!" Yao shouted, waving his bleeding hand. This caught the attentions of the others, their eyes widening at the sight of blood.
"You okay, Yao?" Lien asked Yao. He was seated on the ground while Jun was wrapping his hand with bandages he carried around. Everyone was surrounding the two. "And don't lie!" She added the moment Yao opened his mouth.
"This school sucks aru..." Yao answered. "And today is probably the worst of all..." The Chinese teen sighed as the bus pulled up. Binh helped the two Asians off the ground and they all entered the bus.
AIYAH! SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE! First it was cuz of finals, than BILLIONS of family graduations, needed a few days of break of NO SCHOOL!~ than got lazy, SO SO SORRY! But hey, remember that project i had to do for this, got 100 percent~ thanks everyone for the help~ and blah blah blah~ Reviews are loved, excuse spelling, grammar, and/or language stuff, etc. Yeah, everything was rushed...
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Hetalia ~ Himaruya Hidekaz