AN: Shorter chapter this time, sorry~

To start off, thank you Miss Macabre Grey for the amazing review, and if it makes you happier, Liechtenstiens real name is Liliane, but everyone just calls her Lili. Also I made Vash a sophomore to be older than Lili... I tried to place each country based on their age, appearance and relations ;^^
(If you see me use the adjective Fluffin' btw, you should think, "I made that happen." )
Also thank you Kokyou Konran, I hope I can make you fall so in love with it you write some for me to read! o7o
Their high school is almost completely made up by me, and several classes won't be very detailed either but we're not even there yet so why am I talking about it!

Side Pairings introduced in this chap: LietPol, Spamano

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, though not for lack of trying, trust me.

Enjoy!

It had taken Vash a good thirty minutes and two people to understand the schedules he had in his folder. One was an understandable schedule, his classes, teachers, room numbers, and what days they were in included, but the other was one quite simple in retrospect but impossible to comprehend at first glance. He finally understood the frantic Feliciano's ramblings when he compared the two schedules, and realized how it worked.

Each class had an assigned block. For example, his block one class- Honors Pre-Calculus was on Wednesday, Tuesday and Monday, when Block one was on his second schedule. On Monday he had blocks one, three, four, five, seven and eight. The only block he had all week was 'five' – lunch. He assumed from this that everyone shared the same lunch. He had heard from the counselor, but was pleased to notice that unlike the other days, Friday had only five blocks, and the last class (block six, Honors National, State and Local Government) ended at 12:55 rather than 1:50.

Now that Vash had organized his schedule and taken out the books he would need- much to the confusion of his roommate,

"B-but school doesn't even start tomorrow…"

He just liked some organization verdammt!

He could unpack his luggage. He had packed barely the necessities, so it only took a few minutes for him to move the clothes, blushing slightly when he reached the pajamas his sister had made for his birthday, into the small chest of drawers. Despite the lack of posters and personal pictures, he thought his side was personal enough. His items were already spread over the desk and you could see a red soccer jersey in the closet, a contrast to his mostly forest green shirts.

He sat silently on his bed for a few minutes, wondering what to do. He almost wished Feliciano were back, if only to break the awkward silence. Finally he decided to check how Lili was settling in. He locked the door behind him, making sure to take his keys and hoping that the Italian would've had the same sensibility, and headed out to the courtyard. Where he remembered he didn't know where it was.

There were a few students milling around the campus, still in casual clothes at the end of summer, and he simply stood awkwardly in front of the Satin house, trying to find someone to ask for help. Finally he braced himself and grabbed the arm of a passing blonde, quickly blurting out, "Do you know where the velvet house is?"

The girl turned to face him, yanking on the arm of her friend, and gushed something to him about how, like, totally adorable he was.

"Omg, ya~ it's like, right down this court, to the left. It's like the small purple one." She pouted and flipped her hair, "Not as cute as pink, but totally better than the drab brown ours is painted."

The boy next to her chuckled, and it took a few seconds for two and two to click in Vash's mind.

"I thought the dorms weren't coed here?"

He smiled almost looking queasy, and said, "They're not, this is Feliks. Despite his appearance, and mostly his clothes, he's one hundred percent male."

Feliks giggled and waggled he-his finger at Vash, as if asking him to lean in closer to tell a secret. The Swiss did this warily, and Feliks winked, "Trust Toris. He like, totally knows firsthand."

Vash and Toris simultaneously blushed, and Vash excused himself as Toris stuttered at Feliks not to say things like that.

He arrived at the purple house a few minutes later, eying the bright building for a few minutes before he walked in, into a common room not unlike the Satin one, if not nearly as crowded. By which he meant there was no one there.

"Hello?" He called, not wanting to walk through the girls' dormitory without at least some acknowledgment by the female students, and when no one responded, he turned to leave.

"You are not supposed to be here."

Vash whirled around, seeing an Asian girl with long black hair standing in the hallway, her hands on her hips.

"I'm sorry, I was looking for-"

The girl giggled and flounced, not walked, flounced, over to where Vash was standing, and said, "I'm just kidding. I mean, you're not, but no one besides Monique really cares about that. Who were you looking for? I'm Iris Wu by the way."

Vash blinked and went over what Iris had said in his mind. "I was looking for Liliane- She probably introduced herself as Lili. Room A-something I think."

"Ooh? A secret rendezvous?"

He gaped at her a few seconds before spluttering, "No! She's my sister!"

"Oh." Iris said, with a tone that sounded almost disappointed. "I'll get Edmee, if she doesn't know Elizaveta will." She turned to the short hall, sticking her head up a staircase, and hollered, "EDMEE! WE NEED YOUR HELP!"

Vash winced, wandering over to where the Asian girl was standing. He heard some clanging and suddenly the door flew open, revealing a taller girl with wheat blonde hair, who was wearing a green apron and had her hair tied back by a red ribbon. "Calm down, what's the matter?"

"Do we have a Lili?" Iris said, turning impatiently on her flip-flops.

Edmee wiped some glitter from her cheek, smirking at Vash for a few seconds before turning back to Iris. "Yeah, in room A-11. Don't let Monique see him, by the way."

Iris smiled widely and dashed off down the hall, calling behind her, "I know!" She dragged Vash by the arm, explaining as she went, "There are a lot less girls than guys here, so most girls get individual rooms unlike the guys." She giggled, stopping in front of a room with a small plaque that said 'A-11' on it. "Makes it a lot easier for midnight visits, too."

Vash continued to gape at Iris, who had fallen into a trance and was gazing at the door. "Um, well, thank you I suppose."

She jerked back, looking at Vash as if she forgot who he was before she beamed and said, "Course! Anytime."

"Brother, calm down. I'm sure you can get a room switch, but I don't think you should."

Vash rubbed his forehead from his spot on the bed, "Why not? You think everyone else will only be worse?"

Lili rolled her eyes, hanging a maroon dress in her closet. For someone who had supposedly come to help her unpack, all he had done was complain about the apparently both idiotic and overly friendly new roommate he had. "Actually, I was more thinking along the lines of that if you ask for a room switch this early into the year, you really won't make that good of an impression with the others in your dorm house."

Vash groaned, picking himself up and pulling out another maroon dress. Lili seemed to like the color. He unfolded it and put it onto a hanger, handing it to his sister. "Why should I care what they think?"

"Because they are your new housemates, and this will just make it harder with a new roommate."

Vash paused here, before silently consenting.

Lili knew she had won when her brother didn't respond, and took the shirt he was now offering to her. "Was there anything else?"

Gilbert flipped open his phone, quickly scanning for anything new, before shutting it and turning to the French man beside him.

"Go on?"

"I know you are not listening, mon ami. You are not pretending to be interested very well." Francis said, sighing.

"That's cause I was hoping you would stop talking about it. Antonio!" He wailed, turning to the other person in the room, who was absorbed in a texting conversation with his boyfriend at the moment, and hadn't even been pretending to be interested during Francis's speech of the last conquest.

Antonio noticed them looking at him and smiled apologetically, "Lo siento, Lovi just sent me a really cute text~"

"Oh, let me see it!" Gilbert said, striding behind his Spanish friend to see the text.

Vaffanculo Bastardo! I don't care about that!

From: Lovino mi Tomate

Sat, Aug 28 04:36 PM

"Um yeah… adorable." Gilbert muttered, once again wondering for his friend's sanity.

Francis chuckled beside him, "It is better than your boyfriend, what was his name, ah that's right, Nobody!"

Gilbert glared at Francis and retorted, "You're one to talk."

"At least both of us are getting some Gil." Antonio piped in, before he continued to type a reply to the angry Italian on the other end.

"I don't need to get some! Because I'm Awesome!"

Francis sighed, a rose in his hand and his head near Gilbert's shoulder, "We both know you want some, specifically from that delicious looking Austrian in your room."

"He broke up with his girlfriend too! This is the perfect chance!"

"Yeah, his girlfriend. Don't you think the fact that he had one raises some problems?" Gilbert said, leaning back in the office chair in the others room. They had been lucky in being roomed together in the Wool house, whereas Gilbert was in another house altogether.

Francis smirked, "I'm sure your, ahem, 'Awesome' will work that out."

Gilbert shrugged, before remembering something from earlier, "Well actually,"

"Oui?"

"¿Sí?"

"He did seem to be interested in the new kid…" Gilbert said, his hand stroking his chin as if he had a beard.

"New kid?"

"Ja, the uptight Swiss I was talking about."

Francis and Antonio oh'ed in recollection, before Francis said, "This was abrupt, how long have they known each other?"

Gilbert waved his hand lazily to the side, "They were old buddies or something." He groaned and ran one hand through his hair, "But either way, I've either got a straight guy or a guy who has a crush on someone else on my hands. WHY ARE YOU FAILING ME AWESOMENESS?"

The others chuckled, Antonio going back to his phone and Francis dropping the rose in a large bouquet along with several others, and Gilbert let his head collapse into his arms.

He knew he didn't like that Vash. He could tell that the Swiss was imminent danger to his love life from the moment he saw him.

Next chapter school will probably start~

Character introduced:

Taiwan(Iris) + Monaco(Monique porque soy perezosa.) = Freshmen

Lithuania + Poland + Romano = Sophomores

Belgium(Edmee) = Junior

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