Philippines+Hetalia: Gakuen Days Ch. 4

Clubs

After a few minutes of conversing (well more like yelling over each other to be heard) they hear the clattering of a tray. Philippine stops her laughing and looks to see what happened. Before her is a man she wishes she didn't see. She would rather see Spain and Romano than him (and that's saying something.)

"America…"

(You are imagining Hetalia's opening theme song)

The county's shocked, blue eyes pierce through Philippines. They just stay there starting at each other. Then America makes his move.

"PHILIPPINES!" America leaps towards Philippines with his arms wide open. Using her instincts, Philippines grabs the nearest thing, swings the object like a baseball bat at America's head, and sends him flying towards the wall.

"My frying pan!" Hungary says with no concern towards the county that had his head smashed in the wall.

"Bitches be goin' crazy." A bystander says.

"Look at my little mija." Spain goes into proud daddy mode. "She has such a strong swing." People still don't seem to care about the country that might have a severe head concussion.

"Well that's another country that has a bone to pick with America." England comments.

Why does he have to go here? Philippines asks herself. It was bad enough that Romano and Spain went here but America? No, this is too much. Lucky for her, the bell rings signaling that lunch is over.

By the sound of bell, Philippines dashes out of the cafeteria.

= America "Hetalia"=

The rest of the day went like it did with Philippines' first day of school:she doesn't pay attention in class (well she never really does), she brushes off her friends, and she doesn't retain what just happened. Philippines is now leaving her class and heading towards Taiwan's room where she is recently staying. The filipina walks up to the door but finds a sticky note on it.

Had club meeting today. I'll see you at 6:00!

~Taiwan

"You had a club meeting and you didn't even think of how I will get into the room." Philippines sighs at Taiwan's badly thought plans. Having nowhere else to go, Philippines sits in the hallways hoping that no one will mistake her as a hobo. Just then, Hungary walks up.

"Hey it's Philippines!" She says. She kneels down in front of her. "What are you doing out here?"

Philippines stands up and straightens out her skirt. "I'm staying with Taiwan and she out at a 'club meeting'. I can't get into the room because I don't have a key and she didn't leave one."

"Well if you don't have anywhere else to stay then you hang out in my room until she comes back." Hungary suggests.

"If it's not a bother."

"Of course not!" Hungary grabs Philippines hand and drag her up the many flights of stair to her room. By the time they get to the last flight of stairs, Hungary is practically drags Philippines numb body up the steps.

"We're here!" Hungary says as she starts to unlock the door.

"Why did I ever agreed to this." Philippines says with all the air she could muster.

"Welcome." Hungary opens the door. "To my humble abode.' The first thing that Philippines see are poster among poster of man-on-man or more commonly known as yaoi. There are men kissing each other, cuddling each other, and... touching each other. The walls that don't have posters in them are bookshelves full of yaoi manga.

"Aren't you coming in?" Hungary asks.

Philippines holds her finger up. "I just need a moment to prepare myself."

"Prepare yourself for what?"

Philippines ignores Hungary and takes a big breaths. One small step for man and one giant yaoi stricken room for Philippines to walk in. "Wow, the poster stand out more once you're inside." Philippines comments.

"I know, aren't they cute." Hungary chirps.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night..." Philippines mumbles.

"If you want, I could always pick one out for you to read."

"Oh no that's not necessary."

"I have 'Color', 'Living for Tomorrow', or my favorite 'Apple and Honey.'" (I did not read these I just looked them up.)

"Really I don't wann-"

"Well if you don't like those titles, then I have one that I wrote myself."

"You write those kind of those books?"

"I have AmericaxEngland, JapanxChina, or GermanyxItaly. I like the last one personally. If you like AustriaxFrance, then I can't help you. Drawing that would be weird, cute, but weird."

"Hungary, how many times do I have to tell you that I don't like being a character in your so called book." The two countries turn their heads and look at Austria, who is leaning against the doorway.

"Boys aren't suppose to be in the girls dormitories." Philippines says but she is respectively ignored.

"Hey Austria, what are you doing here?" Hungary asks.

"Yeah, how did you get in here." Philippines is once again ignored.

"I don't know, bored I suppose." he answers. "but good thing I came, who knows what would've happened if I left poor Philippines alone here with you and your erotic 'books'."

"She would of been fine." Hungary puffs.

"What is she doing here anyways?" Austria changes the subject.

"She was locked out of her room. Her roommate went to a club meeting and didn't leave her a key."

"I guess it can't be helped. Now that I think about it, a lot of clubs are meeting today. They must be preparing club recruiting tomorrow."

"Oh I love club recruiting. It's so fun!"

"Club recruiting?" Philippines butts in.

"I almost forgot you're new here." Hungary says. "All students must join a club to graduate. Since it' around the beginning of the year, the clubs try to recruit all the freshman or new students like you."

"We just show you what we do and where we hold our club meetings." Austria adds.

Hungary smiles. "You'll see what happens tomorrow."

=Hungary "Hetalia"=

The school is bustling with excitement about the club recruiting happening after school. School even let out early so the clubs can get ready for the big event.

"Hey Taiwan." Philippines calls her friend. "You want to go to the club recruiting together?"

"Sorry Philippines, I have to do something else." and with that, Taiwan is gone. After Taiwan is gone, Philippines looks around the classroom to see other people that she could with but finds the classroom completely deserted.

"I guess I have to go alone." Philippines pouts

Philippines shows up at the entrance of the school and sees rows and rows of stands that represent certain clubs. Philippines sees clubs like the Gourmet Club, the Elephant Lover Club, and even a Venezuela Tooting Club.

Clubs these days. Philippines reads over the list of clubs she was handed. As she looks over the list, she slowly begins to lose hope for humanity.

"'My Flag Bleeds Blood Red Club?'" Philippines mutters.

"Philippines! Join my club!" a loud voice calls.

Philippines knows that voice from anywhere. "ALIS!" the filipina swings her fist and makes contact with a pair of glasses. "America, what do you want?"

"Hey Philippines." America takes a step back and replaces his now broken glasses with one that magical appears out of thin air. "You want to join the Hero Club. The club president is yours truly, and we-and when I mean we I mean me- do a lot of things li-"

"No." Philippines turns and walks away from the rejected America.

The moment she said no, tears start to form in his eyes. "But Philly!" he quickly grabs her leg and latches on.

"Don't call me that!" she screams and she kicks America off of her. She then furiously stomps away.

"If she doesn't join my club," America says, suddenly dark. "she'll join no club…"

=America "Hetalia"=

The first stop for Philippines is the Swimming Club. Since she lived on an island, she became very good at swimming (and her country hosts a couple of Olympic swimmers). Philippines steps into the pool area of the school; this is where the Swimming Club meet. The person to greet is none only than Hungary.

"Hello and welcome to the Swimming Club." the country says. "We are a popular club that has won a few trophies in the past year."

"This seems to be a nice club." Philippines says.

"It is." Hungary smiles. "It would be really great if you join, Philippines!" Right when things seems to be going smoothly, a scream echoes through building.

"What is going on with you!" a voice cries. "It's okay to attack other people but not me!" Philippines looks over and makes sense of the scene. Apparently, the country is being attack by what seems to be a koala. Suddenly, the koala notices the other people and thinks it would be more fun to maul them too.

"No! STOP!" the first country that got attacked commands but, the rabid animal ignores him and soon the room is under assault. While the room is in chaos, Philippines quietly leaves the room (so much for our heroine.)

...

"That's one club down." Philippines says as she goes off to the next club. Around the corner is America, who is laughing at his maniacal plan.

The next club is the Music Club. Philippines believes this club has potential to be a nice and friendly. Philippines appears the front door of club before she is bombarded by a white haired country with a broom stick.

"Wassup. The amazing Prussia will liked to welcome you to the Music Club!" Prussia starts strumming the broom as he imitates guitar noises.

"Why are you playing a broom?" Philippines asks.

"Music isn't what you hear in here," he replies as he points at Philippines head. "It's what you hear in here." He then points at her heart.

"That's doesn't make any sense!" Philippine exclaims.

"I know, that's just what Austria always says." Prussia shrugs. "I wonder where that guy is..."

"Is he the president?"

"Yeah."

"Why you need him here?"

"He does most everything in the club…"

Club Activities

Club Planning: Austria planning the club's future events as Prussia strums his broom.

Club Practice: Austria plays the piano as Prussia strums his broom.

Club Cleaning: Austria sweeps the club room as Prussia strums his broom.

Club Concert: Austria a plays beautiful piece by Chopin as Prussia strums his broom in the background.

"Wow," Philippines says, "You are pretty useless."

"I do pretty important stuff" Prussia puffs.

"Like what?"

"Being awesome, duh!" when he says that, Philippines leaves. "Hey comeback!"

In the next room, America is hiding the unconscious Austria in the closet.

...

With two clubs down, Philippines decides to go to the Newspaper Club. She knew the people in the club, so she knows what she's in for.

"Philippines!" Italy jumps on Philippines and gives her a big hug. "Are you going to join the Newspaper Club?"

"I hope." Philippines hugs Italy back. "After all the other clubs I've seen, this one seems the most normal."

"Yeah, we get that a lot." Japan says.

"Let's go inside, we'll tell you what all we do here." Germany leads Philippines in. Something-or somethings- in the room gets Philippines attention. Those things are the boundless amounts of Nazi artifacts. The room had a variety of objects from posters to the guns the Nazi once used.

"Uhhh…" Philippines slowly steps back up from the room.

"Philippines!" Germany tries to stop her. "This is not what it look likes."

"Hey look doitsu!" Italy points at a picture. "It's you and tiny mustache guy." This makes the situation worse.

"I'm going to go now." Philippines turns and runs as fast her legs could take her.

"Wait!" the German cries.

"Doitsu, they even have a bobble-head of you!" Around the corner, America is shoving the leftover Nazi stuff in the janitor closet.

...

Philippines searches far and wide for a good club but all of that effort is in vain. It is either the club is too weird, too scary, or just plain wrong. Sometime the clubs just up right rejected her. Apparently, Philippines doesn't know how to pet a bunnies right.

America watches as the dejected Philippines walk through the hallways, aimlessly. This is his chance. he go up to her, show that he is the only club left for her and then she'll have to join. As Philippines rounds the corner, America prepares to forc-ahem I mean ask her to join his club.

"Philippines." that voice stops America from approaching Philippines.

"Hey, Taiwan." philippines replies, half-heartedly.

"Have you join a club yet?" taiwan asks.

"No." the filipina pouts.

"You can always join our club." Taiwan suggests. "It's the Asian Club. Vietnam, Korea, and I are in there with a bunch of other Asians. It's a really cool club, you should join."

"Okay." Philippines perks up a little. Together, they go get Philippines registered in the Asian Club.

No. America thinks to himself. I have to stop her. America is about to run after Philippines but runs into something big squishy. America slowly looks up and sees an angry mob of countries.

"A-ME-RI-CA!"

=Philippines "Hetalia"=

"Cheers to our newest member, Philippines" Taiwan announces as she raises her glass. The country clink their glasses together and cheer.

"Glad you join." Macau-an easygoing brown haired, golden eyed with glasses country- says.

"Hm." Hong Kong -a silent, dark brown haired, golden eyes with large eyebrows country- agrees.

"Yay to Philippines breast!" Korea leaps and attacks Philippines only to have a welt on his head.

At the doorway, America looks in the Asians celebration. His face is painted with bruises and scratches. He chews on a rag to prevent himself from completely falling apart.

"P-Ph-Philippines!"

(You are now imagining Hetalia ending theme song)

=Sorry it took me forever to post. I was just laz- I mean busy. I'm sorry, I'll try to update faster. Don't forget to review ;D=