To people who have been gracious enough to read through this first chapter and start this one, I am very thankful. I have been asked to add in some pairings, and I thank you for all the feedback and suggestions. I have planned Of Brothers and Sisters as a very long series consisting of several multi-chap fics. As a result, I have planned a multitude of couples beforehand (though I may change my mind about some), so please don't be offended if your favorite pairing is missing. And while many new couples will form and some may break up, I plan to keep most of my couples a surprise. As of now, there are only three "official" couples in this story.
Couples: SpainRomano, Englandfem!Japan, fem!Polandfem!Lithuania
Honda Kiku was trapped.
There was a Korean closing in from the eastern hallway and a Hungarian approaching from the northern one. This wasn't a life or death situation.
It was a terrifying death or mortifying death situation.
What had she done to merit such bad luck? And where was her self-proclaimed heroic best friend when she needed her the most?
Probably very far away. Alyssa was moderately terrified of the Hungarian upperclassman.
"Kiku, I know you're there~!" "You should stop avoiding me da ze!"
Both voices were quite close now.
This was bad. She had to choose quickly and wisely the least painful doom before the two of them got a hold of her simultaneously. Kiku squeezed her eyes shut and prepared for the inevitable—
"I was looking for you, Kiku."
—And opened her eyes to face her savior.
"Arthur-san…" Kiku let out the breath she had been holding in.
Arthur smiled and held out his hand. "Sorry I was a little late. Alyssa just told me that you were here."
"It's okay." The Asian shook her head and allowed a small smile to grace her features. She slid her hand into his and walked into the hallway.
Yong Soo and Elizaveta whipped around.
"Kiku, darling, I need some help from you." The Hungarian started to plead, when Yong Soo interrupted.
"Come on Kiku! You said you'd hang out with me today!" Her stepbrother whimpered pathetically enough—how did such a tall boy master the art of puppy eyes? This was unfair!—for Kiku to nearly rethink her decision.
Nearly.
"I'm sorry, Elizaveta-san. I am a little busy today. And Yong Soo, I am terribly sorry, but I can't spend much time with you for now. Go help nii-sama with the groceries, and perhaps you may spend time with him instead."
Better to have Yao molested than herself. Kiku sent a mental apology to her elder brother.
Yong Soo pouted, but seemed to like the idea of quality time (and groping) with Yao. He was about to turn when he caught sight of the two intertwined hands. He raised an eyebrow before throwing Arthur a look. Kiku never could really decipher what that look meant.
Arthur seemed to get it, if the slight tightening of his hand was anything to go by.
"…Well," Yong Soo switched his gaze to a happier one as he changed his focal point to Kiku, "I'll get going then. See ya da ze~!"
Meanwhile, Elizaveta seemed to have reached a conclusion that following Yong Soo with a camera in hand would be a more productive activity than continuing a conversation with Kiku. With a wave and wink, the fangirl had silently dashed off after the Korean with an evil grin.
Arthur sighed.
"Your brother doesn't like me," he muttered.
Kiku gave his hand an apologetic squeeze. "I'm sorry. Yong Soo really should get used to this."
Especially since she had been dating Arthur for a little over two years now.
Arthur shook his head. "It isn't your fault."
After a quick glance around to check for any unwanted voyeurs (Elizaveta was thankfully putting unofficial homosexual relationships as her priority over official heterosexual couples), Arthur pressed a kiss to Kiku's brow.
Kiku felt her face flush. She never got used to such displays of affection no matter how many times Arthur did them. Not that he did them a lot.
"Well, ah— "
Kiku found herself cut off when Arthur briefly pressed his lips to hers.
This was distracting, embarrassing, and potentially scandalous. They were on school grounds!
...Not that Kiku minded when she could see Arthur smiling with such satisfaction.
"Everyone is probably waiting. Shall we?" Ever the gentleman, Arthur gently tugged his girlfriend down the hall.
Forget about Yong Soo getting used to this.
Kiku was the one who needed to adapt to having a boyfriend.
Feliciana Vargas was used to screams and upended desks and unbridled fury.
After all, beholding a spectacle similar to the apocalypse becomes a daily event when having a brother like Lovino. Her fratello had the temper of an infuriated bull ready to snap in a matter of seconds. Over many years, Feliciana had learned that she would be safe as long as harm was on the other side of Ludwig.
Which was probably why she ended up happily writing down new ideas for pasta recipes while chaos erupted around her.
Ludwig had given up restoring order and now sat next to Feliciana with his face in his hands. The Italian girl had poked him a few times to make sure he wasn't crying before returning cheerfully to the page of notes she had.
Meanwhile, Gilbert and Roderich were having an interesting sparring match with a ruler and a broom. Francis was cheering them on and unbuttoning an oblivious Antonio's shirt at the same time. Vash Zwingli sat in the corner with his hand twitching towards his bag.
Feliciana's internal danger sensor alerted her to switch seats so that Ludwig was sitting between her and the Swiss boy.
"Hah! You'll never beat my awesomeness, Roddy! You think your puny little ruler can do any damage to the awesome me?"
Feliciana didn't know who was going to win the fight at this point, but she thought that Gilbert was going to lose an eye soon to the puny little ruler if he kept taunting Roderich. The Austrian was scary when he was angry, after all.
Ludwig heaved a sigh without looking up.
"We're here!" The door opened as Arthur yelled out his and Kiku's presence over the din.
Feliciana perked up at the sight of Arthur with a very flustered Kiku—she was blushing a shade of red that Lovino would have difficulty blushing, and that was no everyday feat—in tow.
The sandy-haired blonde glanced over the members of the so-called meeting.
"…So why did you call us over?"
Arthur decided to address the apparently distressed Ludwig rather than ask the others: an oblivious Antonio missing a shirt, a smirking Francis sitting on shirtless Antonio's lap, a Gilbert holding his abdomen in pain, a victorious Roderich who had delivered an acute stab successfully, and a Vash who seemed on the brink of pulling out a weapon, and Feliciana.
Apparently Ludwig, regardless of his stressful condition, was the best pick.
Feliciana pouted when the couple separated—Arthur stepped to Ludwig and Kiku slipped into the unoccupied seat next to Feliciana's—but immediately recovered and squealed in glee, throwing her arms around her Japanese friend in the process.
"Ve, Kiku! I made a new recipe for pasta~!"
"That's very nice, Feli-sa…Feli-chan." Kiku corrected herself.
Feliciana had insisted on Kiku changing the honorifics, and her friend had been working on it for the past semester. Feliciana hugged her cute Asian friend with renewed gusto. Then she heard Ludwig.
"Ask him. He's in charge of this mess."
Ah right. They were all here on a mission.
Ludwig was wearily gesturing in the direction of his older brother. The albino, noticing the attention that he was receiving, straightened up with a grin.
"That's right, the awesome me has called for the lot of you!"
Arthur looked like he wanted to go home.
Alyssa Jones was heading back to school.
Classes had ended an hour ago and nobody was back at their homes. Mattie had called in to tell her that he was with his Italian friend (the grumpy one) working on an English project. Yong Soo was apparently in the middle of molesting his stepbrother—the Korean said they were grocery shopping, but the string of Chinese curses and that unnecessarily whining tone of "Yao hyung~" was enough to tell Alyssa the truth—at the supermarket. Arthur and Kiku were together at school.
And apparently, according to Heidi Zwingli, everybody else was too.
But for what?
It was a hero's job to find out! Something suspicious was going on, and Alyssa was going to find out exactly what this scheme was.
So she had donned her favorite bomber jacket and started sprinting for school.
It was troubling to think that Arthur and Kiku might be in a tight situation, and it was a likely guess; it seemed that both of the Beillschmidt brothers and Francis were also at school (there were others, but those three were what worried her the most). Francis was annoying because he was, well, Francis. He could touch Arthur all he wanted—no, not really, but that wasn't the point—but if he dared to lay a finger on Kiku…
If he dared, that finger was going to be gone by tomorrow. Alyssa had seen Arthur be protective over Kiku before.
And then there were the Beillschmidt brothers. Ludwig and Gilbert.
If they had done anything to her best friends, they were going to pay. Oh, they would be crying for mercy if they had hurt Arthur or Kiku again—
No. Better not to think about that.
"…So where is everybody?" Alyssa asked to the empty hallways as she looked around.
Maybe they weren't at school? Could they have been abducted? By aliens? Alyssa shivered.
But she'd feel sorry for any aliens that had to abduct Heidi's brother. Vash could turn nasty when he got his hands on his guns…
Wait, she heard something.
"You are looking for something, da?"
Alyssa swallowed a shriek and whirled around to face an evil greater than the Beillschmidt brothers and aliens and trigger-happy Vash all put together: Ivan Braginsky.
He had somehow sneaked up behind her without attracting any notice, which was quite a feat for such a big guy…
"Oh, um, yeah."
She was not scared. She was not intimidated. She was not cowering, damn it!
"I was looking for my friends…You know, Arthur and Kiku? Have you seen them?" Are you the one who is holding them captive?
If so, Alyssa was going to need backup. A lot of it.
The Russian was a little too close for comfort. "Arthur… Kirkland? The one in my grade?"
Well duh. "Yeah. Him."
"I saw him at the student council room thirty minutes ago. Maybe he's still there, da?"
Alyssa sighed in relief at the prospect that she didn't need to go on a suicide mission against the crazy Russian yet. "Thanks."
"No problem, da? And did you see Toria? Toria Laurinaitis?" Ivan loomed over Alyssa.
God, that Lithuanian girl better run for her life.
"Um, no. Sorry?" Alyssa took a step backwards, increasing the distance between her and Ivan.
"No problem, da." The Russian emitted a suspicious sound that sounded like "kol kol kol" as he turned his back to Alyssa.
She took her chance and bolted towards the student council room as fast as she could.
Alyssa was a good runner. Athletics had always been her strength, and she was glad she could put her legs to a good use as she ran to rescue her friends (no, she wasn't fleeing from Ivan; that wouldn't be heroic!) from whatever was keeping them in that room.
The room was right around the corner. Alyssa turned around the corner when she heard a triumphant voice yell ferociously. She recognized that voice….
"We are now taking over this school!"
Gilbert Beillschmidt.
Beillschmidt had just announced that the school was his. He might as well have proclaimed world domination. The evil albino had finally started on his scheme!
And the hero was here to stop him.
Alyssa flung the door open and declared war on him.
"I'm not letting you, you damn criminal!"
She hadn't expected a four inch binder to come knock her out.
The entire room was silenced as the American got whacked in the face with the binder Arthur had just thrown. Alyssa slumped to the floor. Arthur blinked.
"Bloody hell!" Arthur ran up to the dazed girl and attempted to shake her awake.
"Aly-chan!" Kiku stood up and made her way to the victim.
"Nice aim, Artie!" crowed Gilbert, who had dodged the binder just in time.
"Shut up, you git!"
Roderich knocked Gilbert across the head before the albino bit back a retort. The Austrian's annoyance was evident behind the lenses of his glasses.
"You should have let that binder hit you, you idiot. Who said I'm letting you have this school?"
"Aw, Roddy~. Sad that you can't play king of the pansies anymore? No worries! The awesome me will have such an awesome regime you'll be worshipping my sheer awesomeness awesomely soon!"
Gilbert was the only person who could fit so many "awesome"s in one sentence.
"No way, you evil albino alien…"
Alyssa had somehow regained consciousness. She sat upright and glared up at Gilbert.
"You can't take over this school! I'm not letting you! And you think the school board will let you do that?" Alyssa got to her feet and faced the epitome of evil.
Arthur, who had also stood up, stared at the American with a dumbstruck expression.
Alyssa had actually mentioned the school board. She'd been logical. She'd actually sounded fucking sensible. This was the equivalent of Feliciana turning down a dish of pasta.
Or the equivalent of Gilbert denying that he was awesome.
"Well, too bad! Because not even the school board can stop me from this one!"
Gilbert looked too smug for Alyssa's liking. And for the liking of pretty much everyone else in the room except for Feliciana, who was simply clueless.
"Ve~, so what are we doing?"
The albino answered with a feral grin.
"I'm running for student council president! And you guys are supporting the awesome me!"
Everybody shut up.
For the first time in his life, Gilbert had come up with a legal excuse to take over school.
/ I think the pacing of the story was a little off this time... And sorry to Spamano fans! They'll come out (eventually)! This was a sort of filler. I rotated through the perspectives of the sisters this time. Feliciana is so hard to characterize.
So I'm taking suggestions for two things. First, anyone have ideas for fem!Poland's name? I was thinking "Felice" but it's similar to Feliciana. So I'm open to ideas, as long as the name is similar to Feliks. Second, I'm looking through the fandom for inspiration and all. So if you could recommend me any genderflip! AU fics (preferably Gakuen AU), please tell me! Thank you!
Reviews? ;D
