Thank you Kakamashi7, me and my thoughts, and Nekokiku of Love for your awesome reviews! I'm sorry for the wait in updating… I'm trying as hard as I can to get this done!
I wrote most of this while listening to Gay Bar… (inspiration?) *shoots*
Oh, and I'm sorry if this one is a little short and/or slow… It'll get better sooner or later…
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I do not own Hetalia (I forgot about this in the first chapter…)
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Shortly after, we went to baggage claim and got my suitcase. Then, we went to the parking lot and stopped at a small blue car, "Well, we'll be on campus in about twenty minutes."
I threw my stuff in the back and got in on the passenger's side. Heracles-san started the engine and we left the parking garage. We sat for the entire twenty minutes in an awkward silence. Another five minutes passed and we arrived on the school campus. It was really large though and I'm pretty sure that I'd get lost. He pulled up to a large building and stopped the engine. He then got out and pulled my bags out of the back. I grabbed my duffel bag and followed him up a few flights of stairs and through multiple hallways until he stopped in front of a door. He had already unlocked it and had his hand over the door knob.
"Do you promise to keep this a secret?" he said as he looked over at me.
"Keep what a secret?" I asked.
"The dorm rules prohibit pets but…" he said as he opened the door. We were immediately greeted by a small brown kitten whose hair was only a little bit lighter than Heracles-san's, "I couldn't resist keeping him. He was all alone in the streets. I know this may make me look, well… I don't know. You're probably thinking that…" he rambled but I interrupted.
"What a cute cat!" I said as I dropped my things and picked up the kitten. Heracles-san followed me in the room and brought my bags in. He then locked the door.
"His name is Adelphos. It means born of the same womb or sibling. I found it quite appropriate since a lot of people think I'm very cat-like…" he said as he fidgeted with his hair.
I looked up at him and thought for a second, "Yeah, you are a little feline… But I think it suits you." I said as I hugged the cat a little.
He was silent for a few seconds, and then turned, "That's your bed over there. You already got your schedule in the mail, right?"
"Y-yeah, but I don't understand it much…" I said as I shifted the cat to my other arm and pulled the paper out of my pocket, "The scheduling systems here in America are extremely different from Japan…"
"Well, okay, let me help you," he said as he walked over and started to explain everything, "Oh, you have art with me last block. I didn't know you were into art."
"Oh, hai. I like to draw and make comics of sorts," I said as I began to stroke Adelphos's head.
"I like to sculpt and paint," he said, "I can show you my art sometime. There's some in the art rooms show case. The rest are in the backroom."
"Hai," I said, "I'd like that."
He was silent for a moment, then he said, "Well, it's a little late and I'm feeling tired." He then took his boots off and got in bed without even changing.
I put Adelphos down and changed into my pajama pants and shirt.
"Guddonaito Heracles-san," I said as I crawled into my bed. After a few minutes though, I realized that he was already sleeping since he didn't respond.
The next morning, I woke up to something soft touching my face. I opened my eyes to see Adelphos pawing at me. I giggled a little. He was so cute! I started to pet his head when suddenly the door burst open. I jumped a little and made an attempt to put the blanket over Adelphos. However, when I realized that it was just Heracles-san, I sighed a little and pulled the blanket back. I was a bit startled when I saw him in such a fit though.
I groggily sat up while rubbing my eyes, "What's wrong?"
"Adnan!" he shouted as he stomped inside and closed the door, "He won't leave me alone!"
"Adnan?" I mumbled, "Who's that?"
"A Turkish bigot!" he yelled as he slammed his bag down on the table.
"Oh," I mumbled as Adelphos crawled into my lap. I started to pet his head and he purred a bit.
"Well anyways, it's Saturday, so we have school off," Heracles-san said as he brushed his hand through his bangs, "What do you want to do?"
"We get Saturday's off here?" I asked. American culture was so much different than Japanese. So far, the only thing that was the same was that there are uniforms, but I read somewhere that uniforms are only in private schools in America.
"Yeah, we get the whole weekend off," he said. I could tell he had calmed down a little.
"Oh," I mumbled, "Well, I don't really know what there is to do here…"
"Alright, then I could give you a tour of the campus," Heracles-san said, "Get dressed and we can go."
"Alright," I said and got up. I went to the bathroom and changed into a t-shirt and jeans. I then brushed my teeth and fixed my horrid bed head. I walked out of the bathroom to find Heracles-san waiting by the door.
"I'll show you the cafeteria first, since it's closest and you haven't eaten breakfast yet," he said. I was about to follow, but before I left, I made sure to grab my camera.
"Camera?" he asked lazily as I walked out of the door.
"My mom said something about sending her pictures of everything. Plus, I'm an aspiring photographer, so I take every opportunity that I get to take pictures," I explained.
"Oh really," he said as he locked the door, "That's pretty cool. That's like with my art. I like to paint and sculpt what I see."
"I forgot to ask last night," I said as we made out way out of the dorms, "What kind of sculpting do you do?"
He looked at me for a second and then said, "With marble or bronze." I wonder if he always has that glazed over sleepy look in his eyes.
"That sounds difficult," I mumbled as we began to walk down the sidewalk.
"Not really," he responded, "I grew up with it, so it's practically second nature to me."
"Oh," I mumbled as we kept walking. We walked for a few more minutes in silence until Heracles-san stopped in front of a large building. I was barely paying attention and almost ran into him.
"This is the cafeteria. It's open 24-7. It's also free, which comes in handy since most of the kids here don't have jobs," he explained as he started towards the doors.
I couldn't help but notice the few girls that started to stare at us. I glanced about nervously as we went inside. As I suspected, there were more people looking at us. They were trying to be secretive, but it was quite obvious.
"The staff is pretty nice here too," he mumbled as he led me to the where the trays were. We silently got our food and sat down at an empty table. I still felt pretty awkward since people were still staring at us.
"Hey! Herculeeeeeees!" a hyper voice shouted from behind us. We both turned to see a boy with blonde hair with a little cowlick in the front running up to us.
"I told you my name's Heracles, not Hercules. Hercules is the Roman version," Heracles-san explained.
"Dude, whatever! Who's your friend?" he asked as he put his arm around my shoulders. I stiffened up a little. I could tell he was American by the accent and by the obvious lack of personal space.
"This is Kiku," he said as he started to eat, "He's from Japan."
"Dude! Is this the new roommate that you were talking about?" he said as he pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Mmhm," he mumbled as he swallowed.
"Awesome! Hey, my name's Alfred!" the American said as he violently shook my hand.
"Er, konnichiwa," I mumbled.
"Oh, dude, Arthur just walked in. Gotta go!" Alfred-san shouted as he got up and ran towards this supposed Arthur person.
"Like I said before: There's really only one American here. And that's him," Heracles-san said as motioned towards the hyper guy.
"He seems… erm," I paused to find an appropriate word, "Pleasant?"
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Duuuuuuude! IT'S AMERICAAAAAAAAA! I planned on putting him in here somewhere…
Oh, and I forgot to mention earlier, but if you want a certain paring in here somewhere, just say so in a review or something, and I'll see what I can do/
This story will get better, I swear!
And again, reviews are greatly appreciated!