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After school
"I'm bored!" Mathias groaned.
"Then what do you wanna do?" Vladimir had to admit, he was bored as well. They were just aimlessly walking on the rooftops of shops and houses.
"I don't know...wanna get some blood?"
"Nah, nobody in this area smells good. Besides, Basch and Alfred will get pissed 'cause we had a meal without them."
"But then there's nothing to do!" Mathias whined like a child.
"We could tease Matthew and Lili." Vladimir smirked.
"No, that's mean. I know what we can do!"
"What?"
"We should create a little moment for Basch. We could lock the door in the classroom they're in."
"Yeah! Then take a picture when he makes out with Austria! What's his real name again?"
"Uh, I don't remember."
"What about Alfred? We can't leave him out."
"When Lukas stayed over at my place once, he left one of his weird voodoo books. I read it once and it has a spell to control the weather. We could create snow and ice, and then Alfred will slip and fall on top of England! "
"That's so awesome!" Vladimir grinned. "Let's go to your place and get the book!"
Xxx
"I'm home!" Lukas announced as he closed the door behind him and Elizabeta.
"Obviously." Emil replied as he walked down the stairs. "By the way, you might want to check your magic books." He advised his brother. Lukas ran up the stairs and into his room. "And hello, Elizabeta. How are you?"
"I'm fine. Thank you for asking, Emil." She smiled. "So, I heard you got a boyfriend! What's his name? Is he cute?"
"Of course he's cute!" Emil blushed. "He's called Kaoru or Hong Kong at school."
"Aw, how cute! Does your brother approve?"
"Oh, jævla helvete!" Lukas shouted.
"I don't speak Norwegian but that definitely can't be good." Elizabeta followed the noise.
"There's no need to swear!" Emil scolded Lukas from downstairs.
"Lukas, is everything ok?" Elizabeta entered what she assumed was her friend's room. Lukas started to bang his fists against the wall.
"It's gone!"
"What's gone?"
"My virginity!" He yelled sarcastically. "One of my most reliable magic books is gone!"
"Gosh, you're just like Roderich when he loses something!" She got out her newly decorated frying pan and whacked Norway on the back. "I'm sure you left it somewhere. Did you take it with you?"
"Oh no!"
"What?"
"I left it at Mathias' place! That idiot is going to use it for some stupid reason!"
"But he won't be able to read it, right? It's in Norwegian, isn't it?"
"The book will only need to hear one word in another language for it to translate itself into that language. And seeing as Mathias can never shut up, it will translate the book and he will be able to read it..."
"We better go find him then." Elizabeta grabbed Lukas' wrist and dragged him out of his room.
Xxx
"I never knew the school had a library." Alfred remembered when he nearly dropped his milkshake when he looked at how big the building was.
"Of course it does! It's a bloody school!" Arthur rolled his eyes. They were walking through passage ways to get to their houses.
"You ready?" Vladimir whispered to his friend.
"Yep. It says 'Will you take the chance to roll the dice? Touch the book for snow and ice.'" Mathias read aloud.
"Well, what are you waiting for?! Touch it!" And with that, Mathias touched the book and a huge cloud of frost started to pour out of the book. Half of the cloud went into the sky and the other half swept over the floor.
"This is awesome!" Vladimir stared in amazement.
"I don't remember anything about it snowing!" Alfred tried to catch a snowflake with his tongue. He looked at Arthur, he was scowling. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Arthur knew exactly what was wrong. Lukas' spell book was in the wrong hands. He would have to clean this up but he can't let anyone know he could use magic. As he was not paying attention to where he was going, Arthur stepped on some ice and dropped backwards.
"SHAME!" Alfred laughed hysterically. He walked over to the British boy to help him but accidentally fell on top of his new friend. "Well this is awkward." Alfred blushed as he had practically pinned Arthur onto the floor.
"Shut up!" Arthur's face was completely red. But he had to admit, Alfred was surprisingly warm for a vampire. And Arthur needed the warmth right now.
"Quick, take a picture!" Mathias giggled. Vladimir took out his phone and took a picture of the spectacular scene. The two devils ran carefully back to school to secretly torment Basch.
"Are you OK?" Alfred asked as he got up.
"I hurt my ankle, I can't get up." Arthur winced.
"Really?" The American looked so worried. He gently helped Arthur up then crouched slightly with his back facing the Brit. "Here. Jump on; I'll give you a piggy-back."
"Fine." Arthur, who was completely embarrassed, placed his hands on Alfred's shoulders and jumped on.
"Which way's your house, Iggy?"
"Turn right." Arthur instructed. "And don't call me Iggy." He rested his head on Alfred's shoulder as the boy in question was marching along in the snow.
Xxx
"Boys, I'm going to get more coffee from the staff room. Stay here." The teacher instructed as he left the room. Austria was sitting at one end of the room and Switzerland was sitting in his stool. Their task was to write 100 lines. And the sentence they had to write was 'I will not use inappropriate language in the classroom.' Lucky for Switzerland, he was a fast writer and was already finished. Austria was as well, but because of Prussia, he had injured his wrist. He was reaching out for his glasses but the annoying albino kicked his hand away. Switzerland honestly wanted to go home A.S.A.P but he couldn't until Austria had finished his sentences.
"Oi, could you be any slower?" Switzerland scowled.
"It's not my fault." Austria replied. He closed his eyes shut, dropped his pen and gripped his wrist in pain.
"Are you OK?" The Poland wannabe looked at the aristocrat with anxious eyes.
"It's my wrist. Stupid Prussia kicked it." He tried to write again but the pain was too unbearable. Switzerland came over to Austria and held his hand out.
"Give me the pen. I'll write for you."
"One: The teacher will notice your handwriting. And Two: Why do you want to help?"
"The sooner you're done, the sooner I can leave. Besides, I can forge your writing." Switzerland took the pen from Austria's grip and swiftly wrote the sentences.
"Thanks. I never knew you had a soft spot, Vash."
"Shut up, four-eyes."
"I have a name, you know."
"And what name is that?"
"Roderich."
"It wasn't nice to meet you, Roderich."
"The 'pleasure' was never mine, Basch."
"Finished." Switzerland stood up and went to place the papers on the teacher's desk.
"Oh look, it's snowing." Austria stared out of the window.
"It's just frozen rain." Switzerland shrugged, not even giving a glance.
"Quick!" Denmark and Romania ran down the halls. They had stolen the key for the classroom from the staff room when the teacher placed it down.
"This is it!" The Danish boy stopped in front of the Resistant Materials classroom.
"I hope we're not too late!" Romania whispered as he locked the door from the outside.
"I think snow only looks nice on mountains." Austria commented.
"I'm gonna have to agree on that one." Switzerland nodded as he picked up his bag. He walked towards the classroom door and tried to open it but couldn't. Then he remembered what his fellow vampires said to him at lunch. "Bastards..." He muttered.
"Hurry up!" Austria tapped his foot impatiently.
"Stand back." The blonde boy pushed his acquaintance away from the door. "Left or right?"
"Huh? I don't know, right?"
"Alright then." Switzerland pulled out a pistol from his right pocket and aimed it at the doorknob.
"Holy Roman Empire! Why the heck do you have a gun?!" Austria screamed like a little girl.
"I love guns, that's why! It's why I love Resistant Materials. I also need some form of self-defence."
"You like this stupid subject? It's so boring and messy!"
"What?! Resistant Materials is the best subject ever! It's way better than Music!"
"Huh?! Music is the best subject! It's so beautiful and meaningful!"
"You only hate Resistant Materials because you haven't made anything yet! I, on the other hand, have made all of my guns and bullets!"
"You have more than one?!"
"Of course I do! I'm strong, unlike you!"
"What did you say?" Austria felt his eye twitch. He absolutely hated it when people made him seem weak. Prussia was always beating the crap out of him; Hungary was always defending him like he couldn't defend himself. He was tired of it and now he had finally snapped.
"I said you're not strong! You're weak and pathetic!" Switzerland yelled. He was suddenly slammed against the wall next to the whiteboard, which was at the front of the classroom. Austria roughly used his left hand, the uninjured one, to lift the surprised boy by the collar of his blouse.
"I am not weak! I am sick of people just tossing me aside! I can stand on my own two legs by myself!" Amethyst eyes stared deep into shamrock green ones.
"Put me down, you bastard! I don't-" But Switzerland never got to finish his sentence. Austria had unexpectedly kissed the blonde boy.
Roderich Edelstein had just cheated on his girlfriend.
Roderich Edelstein was kissing Switzerland, Bash Zwingli.
Roderich Edelstein was kissing a vampire.
And damn, it felt good.
"Why?" Switzerland asked with half opened eyes as Austria pulled away.
"Why not?" Austria just couldn't explain it. He leaned in and gave Switzerland another kiss, a lot more passionate than the last one and a lot longer too. The aristocrat decided to finally dominate; he licked the blonde's bottom lip making the gun-fanatic boy moan. Roderich took this chance to slide his tongue into Vash's mouth, deepening the kiss. Switzerland could no longer resist the urge to wrap his legs around Austria's waist. The vampires' prediction had come true, and Vash was glad it did. As their tongues fought for power, Switzerland started to smell Austria's blood. He started to visualise Roderich moaning in pain as the Swiss boy sucked his blood from his neck. That beautiful crimson liquid; Austria's beautiful crimson liquid, dripping from his mouth. Switzerland's canines were gradually getting sharper and Austria could feel it with his tongue. Then he realised what he was doing, what he was enjoying. Mein Gott! How can he face Hungary again?! How can he face England or Norway if they found out about this?! He pulled away from Switzerland's hot mouth to breathe for air.
"Did you take a picture?" Denmark whispered.
"No." Romania grinned. "I filmed it." Denmark grinned back and unlocked the door and left the key in. He pushed it open and then ran out of the school building with Romania.
"I need...to go." Austria panted. There was still a string of saliva connected to the boys' lips. Switzerland daringly licked Austria's and his own lips before releasing the aristocrat from his grip. Austria slowly placed Switzerland on the ground, but the Swiss' legs had turned to jelly and he slowly slid onto the floor.
"Holy mother of cheese." Switzerland sighed as he also realised what he had just done. As the amethyst eyed boy walked to the door, he turned around and blushed.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Soldier Boy." Austria bit his lip with embarrassment then walked down the same path as the mischievous vampires.
"Soldier Boy?" Switzerland's heart was beating, fast. That was the most sexist nickname anyone had ever given him. Now, he didn't care if Austria sat in his seat; he wanted a long detention with the certain aristocrat, he wanted Austria to show him how strong he really was.
Xxx
"That was literally one of the best make out scenes ever!" Vladimir cheered as he watched the video again. He had filmed it all through the key hole.
"I know right!" Mathias laughed. The two boys were sitting in the Dane's room in his house. "I wish I had my own little scene like that."
"You'll get one sooner or later. Besides, I'll film it for you!" Vladimir gave him the thumbs up.
"MATHIAS KØHLER!" A furious Lukas marched into Mathias' house, up the stairs and slammed open the door. "HOW DARE YOU USE MY MAGIC BOOK WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!" He roared.
"I'm gonna go now." Vladimir laughed nervously then ran out of the room.
"Look, I used it for a good cause! It wasn't anything selfish, I swear!"
"I DON'T CARE!" The angry Norwegian yelled and got closer to Mathias. He eventually cornered his acquaintance so he was leaning against the wall. "GIVE IT TO ME!" He noticed the book was in the Dane's hand. Mathias held the book above his head, out of Lukas' grasp. The poor boy started jumping to reach it. He stomped his foot in frustration and crossed his arms across his chest.
"I'll give the book to you..." Mathias bent down so he was Lukas' height. "...if you kiss me for longer than five seconds." That really
pissed off the Norwegian. "If you really want the book back then you'll-" Lukas interrupted Mathias by roughly kissing the taller boy for exactly five seconds; any shorter and the Dane would make him do it again.
"Happy now?" Lukas snatched the book with his cheeks bright red. He walked out of the room but when he was at the door, Mathias spoke.
"By the way, Lukas, I never said where to kiss me." The Danish boy winked. The door then slammed shut. Romania soon re-entered and grinned.
"Nice thinking, Mathias." He praised. "I took a picture."
"Really?" Mathias blushed. "Man, I owe you one."
"Of course you do!"
Xxx
"Did you get the book?" Elizabeta asked. She had decided to wait outside of Mathias' house for Lukas.
"I got it back, but at a price."
"How much?"
"...something I won't be able to get back..."
"Oh, alright. At least you have what's rightfully yours."