Hello! Okay so first of all I'm sure this part has a lot of mistakes seeing as I am sick and Roderich (my main editor) has not yet seen this... so yeah, if it does then it will be fixed blah blah blah, sorry I'm imperfect! Haha okay so anyways I'm giving y'all a fair warning in saying that this might be posted on like tuesday next week as this weekend is my senior prom (woot!) and I have a paper and a project due in my AP English class... damn you sundling! So at any rate sorry I have bored you to tears with my life and all its mishaps right now. I would like to apologize that this chapter is not as long as the last! This week wasn't very good for me creatively, and we are still kinda in the meet-and-greet part of the story, I'm fairly sure the next chapter will have some plot to it! Yay! So without further delay here's chappy two!

Oh and you should totally review or something so that I know that I'm not just here like talking to myself or whateves so yeah...

Dì Dānzhāng

~Li Xao~

Of course he would meet my bus, and I should have guessed he'd drag poor Kiku along with him as well. It was only natural that Yao the damn control freak would immediately put the "I'm your big brother and now we're in the same school I'll make sure you're okay aru" into effect. Translate that meant: "Now that we're in the same country it'll be easier for me to try and control your life and be the father that left us all… aru". I rolled my eyes at the thought.

In my seventeen years of existence I'd never really talked to Yao or Kiku that much. I'd never spoken a word to either before I was thirteen actually but one day I got this strange email in broken Chinese asking me if I was in fact Li Xao and if Kuan-yin Xao was my mother. I answered yes to both and that was how I found out where my father was, that I was half Japanese, and that I had two half brothers: one in China (Yao) and the other in Japan (Kiku).

"I'm not going to have to worry about you am I Li?" Yao was off and away on a tangent before I could even pause my iPod. Kiku shot me an apologetic smile in way of greeting.

I sighed heavily and answered no. To which he went on about how when he'd heard about me getting expelled from my last school he was sure I would be a handful should I come to the World Academy. Of course, I only heard about half of it as I was searching diligently fro my luggage, finally finding it beneath a massive bag that had the Norwegian(?) flag on it.

"Are you listening to me Li?" I rolled my eyes and stood up from attempting to retrieve my bag.

"Yes Yao, I've been listening to every damn word and I would just like to point out that though I was in fact kicked out of my previous school that does not make me a criminal or a bad person. So would you stop lecturing me about our family's nonexistent honor and help me get my fucking bag." Yao only huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. I think it was my offhanded tone that got to him more so than my language, that and Kiku was fighting a smile behind his hand.

"Li Xao that was very rude! I'll expect an apology the next time I see you." I glared daggers into his back, stupid controlling China-man.

"I think he likes you Li-Chan." Kiku chuckled softly. I smirked and went back to trying to retrieve my bag from under the monstrous Norwegian one. Kiku began to try and help me and I took the moment to inconspicuously study him.

Kiku was already dressed in the school uniform, blue, black and grey plaid trousers, white button-up and black tie under a brown sweater-vest, I suppose he'd forgone the blue blazer seeing as it was in the high eighties here. If it wasn't for my hair being slightly longer and lighter brown, we could be twins. It was something I'd noticed the first time I'd seen his picture, the same slim facial structure, almost girlish but masculine at the same time, and the same dark eyes, it didn't help that we were almost exact in height as well. In reality I was about seven months older. We even had similar facial expressions, though Kiku always seemed like he was laughing at some inside joke within his own mind with his serene and misleading look while I always just looked pissed and cocky as hell. People seemed to think that these were masks we wore and felt we were hard to figure out when in reality the pair of us revealed all. Yao was the true master of expression deception of all of us.

"I tried to get you into our room as you know but it appears it didn't work, you know how they are with requests, try and get different countries and families together, absolutely no regard for who are friends and who are enemies from year to year. Arthur-san was telling me when he dropped off your paperwork that he and Alfred-san, two people who have very much close to hated each other since they set foot here, have been placed in the same room." Kiku stopped tugging and stood up. "Hello Kristján-san is this your bag?" admittedly I had been zoning out during my brother's story, but once I heard that strange name I figured I should start paying attention. I stood up and come face to face with an angel.

He was nothing like I'd ever seen. Bleach blond, almost white hair and violet eyes, just like Elizabeth Taylor, a rarity, a gem, a beauty. One glance at this ethereal being and I just knew I was hooked. "Um yeah…" his stoic face never changed its bored expression though his voice gave away his embarrassment. "Lukas kinda threw some things in there…" he turned his inquisitive eyes to mine.

"This is my half brother Li Xao, he's representing Hong Kong this year." Kiku's voice held some amusement as he could read me like a book. Though I knew this I didn't feel the need to slam myself shut, he wasn't the brother to be cautious around. "Li this is Kristján Bondevik, he is in the class below ours and represents Iceland." Kristján opened his mouth to reply but I would never know what that angelic voice had to say.

"Liiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Kiiiiikkuuu!" I cringed. There was only one voice in all the world as annoying as that.

I looked up just in time to see that one errant curl before I was knocked to the ground and squeezed to death. "Li Xao I've missed you cousin! Why do you not contact me as much as you used to? You cannot possibly be ashamed of your beloved cousin can you? No, Yao-Yao's shame is enough shame for everyone so you and Kiku have to loooooooooove me kay!" I could not believe my idiot cousin was doing this in front of him! I had to seem cool and mysterious, not… well not like this.

"Yong Soo g-get off of me!" I gasped as I looked up to see Kristján's retreating figure, dragging that monster of a bag behind him.

"Noooo! Li, I will not let go until you admit you love me!" I face-palmed. The most cliché thing to do like ever and I did it, right there in the grass—the first grass I'd ever felt in America mind you—with my eccentric cousin from South Korea sitting on top of me.

"Im Yong Soo I'm sure Li is very tired from his trip, maybe you should take mercy on him just this once." Through my fingers I watched Yong Soo chew on his lower lip in contemplation, then return to smiling as he jumped off of me… only to tackle Kiku. "Yong Soo this is not what I meant!"

"But Li Xao is tired! You've been here, you're not!" I used the chance to get up, dust myself off and make sure all of my electronic devices were in order. Im Yong Soo didn't really look like much but when he came flying at you at top speed, that kid could do some damage. The first time we ever met was when we all decided to meet up in Beijing (Yao's mother wouldn't let him out of the country for anything but school) to finally have a conversation with each other that wasn't in cyber space. He and Kiku had met before of course as Kiku's mother was the only woman Yuki Honda had been married to and retained a relationship with. So when Im Yong Soo spotted an unfamiliar face with Kiku… well lets just say half the mall though I was being raped… and I had to invest in a new phone. Fucking weirdo was lucky I was family.

"Seriously Yong Soo get off Kiku. You don't want Yao to show up and start yelling do you?" I asked fixing my black t-shirt over my belt-buckle.

Yong Soo snorted and got off poor Kiku. "I'm surprised he didn't say anything about your fingernails Li." I rolled my eyes as I gave Kiku a hand up.

"Oh trust me Yong Soo, he will."

"He means well." Kiku said in a forced voice as he made sure everything was in order on his uniform. Yong Soo and I shared a look of annoyance but kept quiet all the same. "So Li, let us go and find your room so we can get you settled." I nodded and hoisted my bag over my shoulder."

"Lead the way."

~Hetalia~

Kristján Bondevik

"All I'm sayin is Lilli got pretty hot over the summer man." I chuckled and shook my head at my best friend and roommate from Latvia. Ravis had returned different from break, he'd gotten taller and his dirty blond hair had gotten shaggier, his attitude had changed the most though I think. What once was a timid creature much like myself was now speaking about how hot he though one of our best friends had become.

I'd changed too I suppose. One minute I'm sitting there on the beach watching my brother and his friends and the next thing I know I'm coming to the realization that that girl in the bikini isn't as hot as she should be. It was so completely surreal.

"Hey maybe you could find some hot chick too and we could double date." I merely nodded and got lost in my thoughts again.

It'd been confirmed when Matthias (the crazy Danish kid who's in love with my brother for some stupid reason) had come to Oslo for a family vacation (complete coincidence I'm sure). I had completely fallen head over heels for the obnoxious blond, how Lukas hadn't was completely beyond me. Tall, blond, sky-blue eyes, toned body, gorgeous. If Lukas didn't date him soon, I would.

"Kristján are you listening to me?"

"Huh? What?" Ravis rolled his eyes.

"I asked how spending the summer with Lukas went."

"Oh… i-it was okay I guess. Oslo's not too bad, we went to the beach a lot… oh and you know Matthias Køhler?"

"The senior from Denmark?" Ravis finished throwing his stuff in his armoire and flopped down on his bed.

"Yeah!"

"Doesn't he like stalk your brother?"

"No!... well sort of I guess but that's besides the point, his family vacationed in Oslo for a month, so we spent a lot of time with him." Ravis snorted.

"Yeah I'm sure it's a real coincidence that his family just happened to vacation where Lukas lives." The room kind of fell into an awkward silence.

"You know her brother's that terrifying Swiss kid right." Ravis laughed at my statement.

"Yeah I know."

~Hetalia~

Arthur Kirkland

There was no way in hell this could work. Alfred F. Jones and I had been at each other's throats ever since we set foot in this bloody school freshman year. Why the fuck would room and board even think for two seconds that putting us in a room together would work! And it wasn't like our skirmishes were unknown, oh no. Last year our antics almost got the pair of us sent home.

That was a pleasant phone call. "Yeah Scot? I might be getting sent home for a fight with this wanker American." The Scotsman had not been happy. I almost lost my bid for class VP on top of it all. I'd never be top of the class, I knew that from the beginning when I'd first heard of Ludwig Beilschmidt, so I'd always set my standards for number two. If I could just get rid of Alfred and those damn upperclassmen my life would be perfect.

But now I was living with one and all three of the others were right next-door.

"Alfred do you ever shut up?" I snapped, let it be known that I hated mornings more than I hated Alfred. He had been talking non-stop insanely loudly to Matthieu and Toris ever since he got out of bed. Classes started at nine; it was currently seven. I was pissed.

"No one asked you!" my head was under my blankets and Union Jack pillow but I could still feel the icy chill of those blue eyes glaring right at me.

"Al please, its still early eh?" I had decided I rather liked Matthieu. He was quiet and reserved, nothing at all like his brother, and from the sounds of it, he too was attempting sleep.

"Mattie!" Alfred gasped overdramatically. "Don't take his side! I'm your brother! Your flesh and blood!" I rolled my eyes.

"Alfred let's just go down to breakfast, you can say hi to Eduard and Berwald." There was a long and tortured sigh.

"Fine, but you better be in class Matthieu Williams!" something was shouted in French and then the gentle click of door being opened and closed was heard.

It had been this way non-stop since Alfred and his brother arrived in the room and I was ready to just sleep, but as I lye there for probably a good fifteen minutes I heaven an annoyed sigh and got out of bed.

"Stupid Alfred and his stupid annoying voice and his stupid…"