Hiya! This chapter is pretty OOC and will stay OOC from now on. Don't like, don't read XD

This chapter is specifically dedicated to Brightclaw on Smule. :)

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA

I wasn't paying attention during the math test(sheesh, sorry), but how could I? I had just discovered my best friend was suicidal and I hadn't had a clue. Some friend I am.

"Thank god Feliciano told us." I muttered under my breath.

Unfortunately, it's almost illegal to "daydream" in class. It's punishable by death during a test.

"Elizabeta!" Mrs. Karpusi yelled, rapping on the desk with her ruler. "What did I just ask you?!"

Yes, this is partly an fucking oral test.

"Screw you," I whispered, then, loudly enough for everyone to hear, I replied. "W-what?! I can't hear, I have a little hearing problem from...um...the ear infection I had last week."

From the front row, Kiku shot me a death glare. Hopefully he wouldn't tell Mrs. Karpusi that I had been lying. Of course, like everyone, he knew what the consequences were if he did. He was one of my friends after all. Even Lovino won't mess with me when I'm mad.

"You should've told one of the teachers earlier, dear, but that's fine. I'm sorry to hear that. Would you like to get it checked in the Nurse's office?" Mrs. Karpusi actually looked concerned.

D*mmit lady! I'm not the one you should be worried about! There's a boy in my row, just begging for help! Well...not exactly.

I quickly glanced over at Lovino before Mrs. Karpusi could say anything, who was a desk over.

Why hadn't I noticed it before?

The poor sixteen and a half year old looked stressed out. His hair was messy and his eyes, heavily lidded...and god, his clothes! I needed to talk to him about that. An off-the-shoulder sweater in a sickening shade of salmon pink and another pair of ripped jeans hung off his skinny frame. Knowing him, he probably knitted the sweater himself...

He probably ripped the jeans in a mad rage.

I needed to find help for him. But who? I hardly trust anyone!

"ELIZABETA, DEAR! ANSWER THE QUESTION! Do you need to go or not?"

Jeez, Mrs. Karpusi had a temper! I felt so bad for her son, Herakles.

"Whoops...Yes, I need to go." I replied, slipping out of my seat. "Thank you, ma'am!" I gagged while saying ma'am, but c'mon! You have to be somewhat polite.

"Don't take too long!"

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I ran through the empty hallways, down the stairs, and into the teacher's hall. I was probably going to get in trouble when Mrs. Karpusi or any other teacher realized I didn't really go to the nurse's office, but it was for a good cause.

Oh god, Lovino was going to kill me.

He had his pride, which meant he hated getting help with anything. Stupid men and their stupid pride.

Of course, I had my own problems with pride, and I'm sure everyone does...except one. There was a rumor going around that the recent school counselor was the most selfless person on the planet, which I doubt it, but maybe it was true. Maybe Lovino could learn a thing or two about pride from this guy.

I needed to find Tino Vaïnämöinen.

The blue eyed, blonde haired Tino Nyyrikki Karppinen was young, and when I say young I mean REALLY young. A year younger than I am. I knew a little bit about him because the school gossips Aleksandra and Feliks told the whole school what they know about him. The only reason they called him Vaïnämöinen was, one, it was supposedly his mom's last name...His real mother's name. There was another rumor going around that he was adopted by a sweet middle-aged lady with the last name Karppinen and that's why that unpronounceable word was in his name. The less popular suspicion is that there was a wise mythological Finnish character named Vaïnämöinen that he was nicknamed after. No one knows for sure, but what we all know is he's as good as hell at his trade.

Sure, I didn't trust the guy...he seemed a little shady but I'd never met him properly either. This was for the sake of one of my besties.

I knocked.

"Yes?" A tired, strangely-accented voice called from inside.

"Thank god he's here." I said quietly to myself while I opened the door.

I was met by a bitter-cold blast of air...You can take that in more than one way, since the air conditioning was on a little too high. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.

"Hello, My name is Tino, how can I help you?" The pale-faced, fifteen-year-old Fin looked more sickly than I remembered in one of the last few times I caught a glimpse of him. I guess he doesn't get much exercise from sitting at a desk all day helping people. Poor kid.

"Um, I'm Lizzy and I...I mean my friend...needs help..." I stuttered, not knowing what to say. Last time I had visited a counselor, it has ended with the counselor's black eye. The rest is history.

"Which friend? I've seen you with more than one"

Sheesh, he acted like an old man with nothing better to do than sit around and stalk people.

"He has brown hair, brown eyes, curses a lot..."

"Lovino?" He confirmed, his face stiffening. " Lovino Vargas?"

"Why, yes..."

With a sigh, Tino sat down on a chair and started to fiddle with a piece of wood with "IKEA" scratched into it. The poor kid seemed to break every time he moved, as if he was going to die in a couple minutes. "His younger brother visits me from time to time. Feliciano Vargas is...he's very worried about Lovino. He sensed something was very wrong...What happened?"

"He's been cutting...himself..." I said, waiting for a fallen angel to kill me for telling a personal secret. Hopefully it was okay in this situation.

As soon as he heard that, a pained looked crossed Tino's amethyst eyes. "C-cutting? That's terrible! I'm so sorry! Cutting has taken over many a stable mind...It spreads like wild fire over the hearts of the students and..."

"Could you help him?" I interrupted, a tightness invading my throat. If this...little kid didn't agree to work with him...

There was a long silence in the room and I suspected Tino was thinking. His hands drifted over to each object on the desk, a clipboard, scissors, a stuffed dog. After what felt like hours, Tino finally spoke. "I can try."

I immediately relaxed. This creepy genius was going to try at least! "Thank you!" I shouted, too happy to believe it. "Can you meet us at that park five blocks away after school gets out?"

Tino nodded, then wrote something down on his clipboard. "Yes, I'll see you then."

Once outside of Tino's office, I let out the shriek I'd been holding since...Five seconds ago?

Task completed! Now back to the math test.

Hiya! I hoped you liked an OOC Tino XD Yes, I act like that in real life. XD You can read Tino's story in Passed Away. Slow updates but better writing I promise you.

Yes, Lizzy is a huge rebel. It's pretty obvious by now. She's a huge hothead but massively loyal to her friends as seen here. I kept the otaku and violence in her character as well...As will be seen in later chapters XD

By the way, I wrote these stories at least three months ago so this is why it's not that great XD I just edit them when I post them. Just so you know.

I hope you keep on reading! It will get better! -_- Thank you!