WARNING! Foul language, read at your own caution! I am just begining to end my Hetalia Hiatus, I dare one of you to correct me. I used google translate, so deal with it. I re-watched Hetalia (for the millionth time) and decided to start writing again. Don't make me regret my decision.
“I don’t like this place…” you muttered as you stared up at the entrance to the school
“Neither do I, I hate these uniforms” Lenore hissed as she tugged at her uniform tie
“I don’t mind them so much, but this place looks like it’s out of a horror movie” you mumbled
“Apparently this is a private school for mafia children. It molds us to be proper members of society unlike our mafia blood” Lenore explained
It was true, Luciano and Flavio now stood as the two pillars of strength for the Italian Mafia. Luciano handled business and the physical and mental aspects of the gang. Flavio handled the financial side and disguised the operations that undertake the group. You were Luciano’s blood daughter; Lenore was Flavio’s adopted daughter and your cousin. You were both sent to this new school in hopes that you’d befriend the children of other Mafia leaders to form connections for your father’s association.
“Not a lot of kids go here, so we’ll be ok. Come on” Lenore grabbed your wrist and dragged you inside the school building. You stumbled after her as you walked into your first class. The class was incredibly small with only about 20 kids. Only you, Lenore and two other girls were the only females. It was a total of 4 females, 16 males.
“Class, this is (y/n) and Lenore Vargas. Please make them feel welcomed” the teacher chirped. She was a fairly young woman with mousy brown hair and a medical eye-patch. You wondered why a teacher like her would be educating possible juvenile delinquents. The woman looked like a typical kindergarten teacher, not a high school teacher.
“(y/n), you can sit between Matt and Al. Lenore, you can take the empty seat by Oliver” the teacher pointed and you nodded and walked towards your seat. Lenore shyly shuffled over to her desk. Your desk was between two larger boys; Lenore was seated across and behind you.
The bell abruptly rang and the teacher mumbled that students had once again triggered the bell to ring early.
Everyone stood and left the room nonchalantly. You and Lenore both sat for a few minutes before following the crowd.
“This place is weird…” Lenore whispered as you suddenly heard footsteps following you and you turned to find you and Lenore surrounded by six males.
“What the hell do you guys want?” Lenore growled as her eyes flashed a darker shade of purple.
“Oh, come now poppet, don’t tell me you forgot us!” a boy with strawberry blonde hair, freckles and bright blue eyes grinned
“Yeah, it’s been like twelve years?” a larger male with dark brown hair and glinting red eyes snickered
“You’re Britannia’s boys” Lenore muttered as you looked at the four familiar faces. The boys aged just like you did. Now they were older, taller, and more masculine and Francis had facial hair.
“Look Matt, it’s your little wife” Al chuckled as he grabbed your chin and held your face up. His dull ruby eyes seemed to brighten as they stared into your (e/c) ones.
“Puberty certainly shaped you two into lovely young ladies!” Oliver chimed
“Leave her alone, Al” Matt quietly hissed as Al released your face and you looked up at Matt.
“Oh, how rude of us! Ladies, these are our friends, Xiao and Nikolai” Oliver gestured to a boy with his dark hair in a ponytail who was dressed in red. The other was a tall male with a long beige scarf wrapped around his neck and a black coat.
“What do you guys want with us?” you asked as Matt stepped closer to you
“To pick up where we left off twelve years ago. You’ll be mine, and Oliver, you can have Lenore” Matt murmured as you blushed
“Oh goodie!” Oliver grinned
“What happened twelve years ago was pretending! Pure make-believe!” Lenore barked
“Let’s make it real” Al purred as he crept behind you and grabbed your arms
“She’s mine asshole, back off” Matt spat
“Now now, language! We are in the company of ladies!” Oliver hissed and pinched Matt’s cheek.
“I say we let (y/n) pick who she wants. Or, you could always have both of us” Al huskily chuckled
“How about neither?” you asked
“We’re human beings, not pieces of meat to claim” Lenore added
“On the contrary, you’re like little cupcakes we want to sink our teeth into!” Oliver snapped his fingers as Xiao and Nikolai both grabbed you and Lenore’s wrists and held you to prevent escape.
“Let. Us. GO!” you struggled and tried wrenching free but Xiao’s grip was too tight. Your wrists were held above your head as you tried yanking them down.
“We’ll let you go when you agree to be our little pets” Al answered smugly
“Go to hell and burn!” Lenore spat
“Been there, done that!” he laughed as Lenore’s eye twitched in annoyance.
“Don’t worry; you’ll grow to love us. Besides, our mother being allies with your fathers is a very good thing. We’re almost doing you both a favor” Oliver smiled and held Lenore tightly as his head rested on her chest. Lenore’s cheeks flared up red from either anger or embarrassment.
“We should be getting to class, come on” Al glared as you turned to see armored men patrolling the halls with what appeared to be tazers and stun-guns. How bad was it for a school to need armored hall monitors?!
You and Lenore trudged after them to the classroom. You sat between Matt and Al in every class and could feel them staring at you from the corners of their eyes. Oliver sat behind Lenore and you’d see him playing with her long black hair. She hated having her hair touched by people unless you or Flavio were braiding it.
The bell was your savior as you glanced at the clock, seeing it signaled lunch time. You cringed at the mere thought of having to spend more time than usual with these six.
You sat beside Lenore in an empty classroom. The school was run-down and old, thus many of the classrooms were abandoned and made perfect places for illegal and secretive things to happen within them.
“We’re never gonna get away from these guys” Lenore whispered to you as Oliver rambled on about cupcakes, Matt and Al argued, Francis smoked in the corner near the window, and Xiao and Nikolai were playing cards. You had the chance to run out of the room, but Xiao and Nikolai were directly in front of the door.
“Here, you can share with me” Matt sat beside you and opened a container. Inside the container were pancakes drenched in syrup.
“You can have my cupcake” Oliver grinned as he handed Lenore a brightly frosted cupcake.
‘Maybe these guys haven’t changed that much…’ you blinked as Matt held up a fork with pancake on it. You opened your mouth and bit down to eat it.
Al folded his arms until you turned to look up at him. You gave him a small smile and leaned your head against his shoulder. Matt grew annoyed and pulled your head onto his shoulder as Al glared at him. They were like two children fighting over a new toy.
The same things happened day after day and gradually you and Lenore became less hostile towards them. You began growing fonder of Matt in particular like all those years ago. Lenore became more doting and affectionate towards Oliver than before. They were much less hostile and aggressive then some of the other students. But, they knew when to snap the others back into their places and remind them of their dominating control of the school.
“Hey (y/n)?” Matt asked and as you turned to face him, he leaned down and kissed you gently. He pulled away as his purple orbs watched you closely as you blushed at him.
“No cooties?” he gave a small smirk as you shook your head.
Luciano and Flavio held very different views of how you and your cousin came to be in the hands and hearts of their ally’s children.
“Papa, this is Matt” You smiled as Matt stood with his arms folded as Luciano’s red eyes gloomed eerily at Matt as his violet orbs glistened in challenge. Luciano turned on his heel before marching up the stairs, cursing in rapid Italian.
“Fratello, our princepessa was going to find a lover one of these days!” Flavio hollered until somewhere upstairs, a vase was heard shattering. Most likely from Luciano throwing it directly at the wall. He refused to believe his little girl had grown into a woman.
“Oliver, meet my papa” Lenore smiled as Flavio narrowed his eyes and inspected Oliver’s clothing and sense of fashion with judging and critiquing eyes. Oliver stood awkwardly as Flavio nodded and pondered for a moment in silence. Flavio erupted into tears before clutching his child tightly. Lenore had cast you a pleading look to pry the sobbing blonde Italian off of her.
“Mia bella ragazza is all big now! These boys are stealing our bella fiores (flowers)!” Flavio choked out between pauses of tears and blubbering.
Luciano yelled more Italian swears and curses from upstairs as Flavio clutched the stair rails. You gave Matt an apologetic look for making him put up with your denying father and tearful uncle.
“Well, we’ll just be going now….” Lenore grabbed Oliver and shoved you and Matt out the front door before Flavio or Luciano would notice and give you more grief or waterworks.