Author's Note: I sincerely apologized for not updating for like a month. I have my reasons, but I would not like to rant on about my problems and waste your time. Also if all of you are wondering if this is an IggyChu fanfic, it still is so do not worry. From now on, I will try to update weekly so enjoy reading!

I know this is kind of late, but Gung Hay Fat Choy everyone!

P.S. I have made some changes in my previous two chapters. Hetalia Academy will no longer have grades 1-8 anymore since it proves insignificant to the story. It will be a normal wealthy high school that Chun Yan and her brother attends. Feel free to check it out.

Names:

America: Alfred F. Jones

England: Arthur Kirkland

Ancient Rome: Mr. Vargas

Germania: Mr. Germania

(These names will be mention more throughout the story)

Italy: Feliciano Vargas

Romano: Lovino Vargas

Germany: Ludwig

France: Francis Bonnefoy

The sun peaked through the curtains, shining the morning light in the dim lit living room. The serene peaceful atmosphere enveloped the quiet hall of the extravagant Kirkland mansion.

Arthur Kirkland, the future young heir of the Kirkland Company, sat on the sofa, sipping his favorite brand of tea calmly. He feels that this very moment was perfect. All of his family was sleeping since he always woke up exactly 6:00 A.M., two hours before school starts. His suitcase, containing all his necessary stuff for his new home at the school dorms, was all packed and ready to go. Everything was perfect until the obnoxious doorbell rang, interrupting his peaceful tea time.

"Who the bloody hell will ring somebody's doorbell at 6:15 A.M. in the morning!" The British boy cussed loudly as he stomped towards the source of the irritating noise. There were three things that Arthur despised. One was his four annoying brothers. Second was that frog, named Francis Bonnefoy. Third, was someone interrupting his tea time! Nobody interrupts his tea time and gets away with it! When Arthur swung the door open, ready to give that rude person a piece of his mind, his emerald eyes met a pair of sky blue ones that belongs to a sandy blond hair boy, which he does not want to see, right now.

"Yo Artie! Did I wake you up from your beauty sleep?"

Arthur, without delay, slammed the door shut upon seeing his idiotic American friend, Alfred Jones. The British boy quickly took a mental note to put Alfred on his hate list later on. Not only did that American interrupted his tea time, he also came to his house at 6:15 A.M., which was something that he has never done in his life before. Alfred never wakes up early. The earliest was probably 7:45 A.M. since he likes to sleep in a lot. However if Alfred does get up before the dawn, then something important must have happen.

"Artie, you're mean! And here I thought that I woke up early just to tell you something very important…" Alfred pouted childishly while folding his arms.

'Something important huh…' Arthur slowly reopened the door that separated Alfred and him.

"Now what is it? It better be worth my time."

The American boy immediately brightened up when his best friend reopened the door. "Guess what Artie? Two transfer students will attend Hetalia Academy today. Man, my blood is pumping from excitement that I can't sleep! There are barely any transfer students to come to this school! Also not only they are transfers, they-

Arthur slammed the door shut in Alfred's face again, not caring about whether or not he finishes his sentence. The British boy sighed, thinking that this was a complete waste of his time. He already knew that there were going to be some transfer students today since he was the student council president.

'Anyway, back to tea time' Before Arthur can go back on what he was doing, a shout from Alfred halted his movement.

"Artie! It is so not cool to shut the door in front of someone when they are not done talking!"

Seeing that the stubborn American will not leave his front yard anytime soon, Arthur slowly reopened the entrance to his mansion, leaving a small opening that was big enough for his head to poke through.

"What now!?" The British boy hissed, showing a clear sign that his impatience has reached the maximum level.

Alfred held up both of his hands up in defense. "Dude, you totally need to take a chill pill. Relax and let me finish what I have to say."

Arthur took a deep breath before leaning against the door frame. "Fine, but make this quick because my tea is getting cold."

Alfred shook his forehead in a disapproving manner. "Man, you and your tea…."

"Ahem."

"Fine fine, but first….can I use your bathroom since I practically rushed to your house first thing in the morning? Please, I can't hold it in much longer!" Alfred, his knees on the floor, held up his hands in a pleading way.

At first Arthur decided to close the door on him for wasting his time, but seeing how desperate the American boy is, made him reconsider the idea. With a sigh the British boy complied, shifting his body to the side, signaling for the jittery boy to come in. "I'm just doing this because I do not want the whole neighborhood to wake up from your deafening volume."

Without hesitation, Alfred zoomed right towards the washroom, shouting along the way, "YOU'RE THE BEST ARTIE!"

The exhausted British boy sat back on his sofa, massaging his temples constantly. He began to regret letting Alfred in. He probably woke up his whole family already, judging by how loud he shouted earlier. 'I should've shut the door on him...'

After Alfred was done using the washroom, he joined the tea loving boy in the living room.

Arthur set his favorite drink on the table. "About time you're done. I already finished five cups of tea while you were gone. Now…" He folded his arms before continuing, "what so important about the transfer students that you have to interrupt my morning routine?"

"Wait let me think…" Alfred paused; trying to remember what was he going to say.

Arthur drummed his fingers on the glass table. "I'm waiting…."

The American scowled at the impatient Englishman, "Sheesh, give me a minute you old timer." Then with a snap of his fingers, Alfred jumped up from his seat. "EUREAKA!"

"Oh great…" Arthur mumbled, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"Okay," Alfred cleared his throat before continuing, "Rumors has it that these two transfers beat up a whole group of twenty students without getting a single scratch on them. The damages inflicted on the students were so bad that they were expelled from school. Also it was said that their family belonged to a secret ninja organization, sent by the government to assassinate their targets. No wonder the transfers thrash up twenty students. They were trained by highly ranked ninjas!"

Arthur, while listening to his ridiculous story, could not quell down his giggles any longer. Clutching his stomach, the Englishman laughed out loudly while slamming his fist constantly on the poor glass table. "Really Alfred, a secret ninja organization?! Has your head gone bonkers? That must have been the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard, even worse than your bull alien theory!"

The offended American retorted, "Well at least I don't talk to my imaginary friend Mr. Lonely!"

Arthur's laughing fit ceased as he faced Alfred with an annoyed look. "Care to repeat what you had just said kind sir?"

"AHAHAHA! Well, back to the subject," Alfred's eyes shined with excitement, "I am totally psyched to meet those two guys. Dude, this is like going to be frickin awesome!"

"Hey don't ignore me like that and," Arthur raised his eyebrows in a questioning way, "what do you mean 'guys'?

Alfred tilted his head to the side, "The transfers are guys right? I mean, who could beat up twenty students without getting hurt? Girls, yeah right."

"Well aren't you sexist. One of them could be a girl you know."

"And how would you know Mr. Smarty Pants?"

Arthur proudly stated, "Since I am the student council president, I was allowed access to their transcripts. They are both second years like me and their race is Asian, one boy and one girl."

Alfred's eyes shined brightly as he flailed his arms around, exclaiming, "No way! One of them is an Asian chick that kicks ass! Man, this is so frickin cool! Now I can't wait to meet them. Oh and one more thing," The American began jumping up and down excitedly, "do you know their faces?"

Arthur frowned in disappointment. "Sadly I do not, but-

"But what, let's go see them right now! I bet they are at school already. Come on Artie!" The enthusiastic American boy practically ran out of the Kirkland mansion, dragging Arthur behind with him.

"Unhand me you fobbish twit! What about-

Alfred flashed his infamous smile to Arthur. "If you're talking about your belongings for school, it is right here with me!" The energetic American held up Arthur's suitcase for him to see. "Now hurry up slowpoke!"

The first thing that came to Arthur's mind is how the hamburger lover grabbed his suitcase without him noticing. But he quickly shook off that thought as he let Alfred dragged him to their destination. 'Well this is going to be a long day…'

"We have been searching for like a whole frickin hour and we still can't find the transfers! WHY?!" Alfred exclaimed in frustration as he banged his head on the oak tree.

Arthur slapped his hand against his forehead in exasperation. "Maybe you should use your head for once and think about where you were searching them at!"

Alfred stopped bashing his already injured head and pouted in a childish way. "They could be hiding in garbage cans since they are trained by professional ninjas…"

Arthur irritably stomped his way towards the sulking American and grabbed him by his collar, shaking the poor teen violently. "For the last time you git, they ARE NOT ninjas. They are normal human beings that go to this damn bloody school!"

"Okay I get it. Can you let go of me now, people are staring at us."

"What do you mean people are star-

Alfred directed his finger towards a group a snickering students who are hanging around near the dorms.

"Do you think that they are, you know…?"

"By the way they were acting, maybe."

"Kya~ that is so cute!"

Blushing ten shades of red at once, Arthur quickly let go of Alfred after overhearing the students' conversation.

Straightening his tie, the flustered British boy coughed slightly. "Come on Alfred; let's go to the opening ceremony. We are going to be late if we dawdle here too much."

"But what about the transfers?"

After hearing Alfred's question, Arthur felt like drowning the lad in the lake right now. That was the most idiotic question ever asked. Did he not think that everyone must attend the opening ceremony, including the transfer students?

With a deep exhale, Arthur shouted to Alfred, "THE TRANSFERS WILL BE AT THE BLOODY CEREMONY! HELL, EVERYBODY FROM THIS DAMN BLOODY SCHOOL WILL BE AT IT!"

Alfred's blue eyes widen in realization and with a snap of his fingers he responded, "You're right! They might be there already! I'm going ahead, see ya later Artie!"

And with that the American dashed towards the direction of the opening ceremony, leaving Arthur behind in the dust.

"That lad can sure have a lot of energy." Arthur muttered to no one in particular. "Hmm but I wonder, are the transfer students that interesting?"

After much pondering, the British boy decided to head towards the area where Alfred was heading towards. Maybe when he reached there, he can meet the transfers before Alfred! Chuckling with a new idea in mind, Arthur picked up his pace. 'I can't wait to see that wanker's face when he finds out that I met them first!'

When Arthur arrived at the school opening ceremony which was located at the garden, a huge crowd of students clustered near the podium, waiting for the event to start. Arthur knew that he should have come earlier for school or this would not have happen; however, the stupid American has to intervene.

Sighing, Arthur's green eyes scanned the crowd, trying to locate a certain sandy blond American. 'Where can that git be?' Fortunately, his ear picked up Alfred's shouting voice.

"HEY ARTIE, OVER HERE!" Alfred energetically waved both of his hands in the air to let his buddy know where he was located at.

Arthur called out, "I'M COMING! STAY PUT UNTIL I HAVE ARRIVED!"

When Arthur arrived at Alfred's location, he asked, "So Alfred, have you located the transfer students?"

Alfred started laughing, "HAHAHAHA NOPE, I have not found them yet, but I will someday because I'm the hero!"

Arthur face-palmed thinking how easy going Alfred is. At first the American was very impatient about meeting the transfers, but now he is laughing away. 'What a fickle fellow…' he thought.

A few minutes later, two men walked up to the podium. One of them was a bearded man who has short brown hair and amber eyes, dressed in a stylish brown suit. While the other, following behind the first one, has long blond hair and sky blue eyes, also dressed in a brown suit.

The bearded man grabbed the microphone in front of him and began speaking in a happy toned voice, "Welcome to Hetalia Academy. For all of you who do not know me, I am Mr. Vargas, head of this academy. And to my right," Mr. Vargas directed his hand towards the blond man, "is Mr. Germania, my right hand man and also the school's security guard." Mr. Germania bowed slightly in front of the crowd, while keeping a stoic face. "I am really glad to have all of you in this academy. I wish that every one of you will have a joyful time here, especially the incoming female freshmen. Also do not worry ladies," The chairman winked towards the audience, "if any of the male students harasses you, I will personally take care of it. Anyway back to the subject, I hope that this school can provide you with everything you need to get into a good university. Now," Mr. Vargas cleared his throat a bit, "there will be some changes regarding the dormitory system...…"

Silence enveloped the area until Mr. Vargas suddenly began comically tearing up. "I c-c-can't do this anymore. It is too frightening to say. Mr. Germania, take over for me!" Mr. Vargas dramatically shoved Mr. Germania the microphone before sitting back down in his chair.

Mr. Germania sighed before announcing, "Ahem, like Mr. Vargas had stated, there will be changes in the dormitory system due to an unfortunate incident last year. Students will now have room with their siblings until this matter is resolve. Students without siblings will have to room with other students of the same gender who also do not have any siblings. "And-

A string of boos echoed through the garden, interrupting Mr. Germania's speech.

"Ve~ I want to room with Ludwig."

"Hey! Is there something wrong rooming with me Feliciano?!"

"Awww, but I want to room with Lovino!"

"Well, looks like you are rooming with your awesome big bro kesesesese!"

"Oh great…"

"Of all the people in this world, I have to share a room with you da-ze!"

"I don't like the idea either so deal with it."

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Mr. Germania screamed through the microphone, thus shutting the annoyed students up. "This rule will remain mandatory for the next three years if you students won't quiet down. There's nothing wrong with rooming with your siblings. In fact, it can even create better sibling bonds. This is high school so stop acting like little children and deal with it." Mr. Germania calmed down after giving his rant. "Your schedule, roommate, and dorm number information will be with these three seniors." The blond man directed his hand to the right of him. "Each of you will line up according to your last names. If your last name starts with A-K, line up to the first senior, L-P will go to the second senior, and Q-Z will go to the third senior. After you pick up your information, the rest of the day is yours. School will officially start tomorrow. That is all, have a great time in Hetalia Academy."

Mr. Germania bowed and dragged the crying Mr. Vargas with him, leaving the podium.

After hearing the news, Arthur sighed in relief. It is a good thing that three of his older brothers already graduated and his younger one was currently home schooled. When he turned to look at Alfred to see his expression towards the news, Arthur wished he had not done that. Alfred's expression was neither happy nor excited. Instead, on his face was a cold look like he was in some kind of trance.

"Hey Alfred," Arthur placed his hand on Alfred's shoulder in comfort, "are you alright?"

Alfred woke up from his hypnotic state, and turned to face Arthur. "Huh? What did you say Artie?"

Arthur asked again, "I said 'are you alright.'"

"Oh, I'm fine Artie. Do not worry about me." Alfred smiled, but Arthur could immediately tell that his expression was a fake. Something was, bothering his friend and Arthur can already guess the problem; however he does not want to remind Alfred of the terrible accident regarding his half brother, Matthew Williams who is currently residing in the hospital.

In attempt cheer up his friend, Arthur said, "I see. How about I treat you to McDonalds after we pick up our schedules?"

Hearing what Arthur had said, Alfred grinned and pumped his fist in the air. "Yahoo! You got yourself a deal. Hamburgers here I come!"

Arthur was relieved that his friends had gone back to normal, but he still worries about that boy. For heaven's sake, Alfred eats fifteen hamburgers a day and his naivety always gets the best of him. What if Alfred got kidnapped because somebody bribed him with those fatty foods and comic books? What if Alfred thinks that drugs and alcohol are good for the body? What if….

Arthur shook his head, trying to eliminate those negative thoughts out of his head. His American friend cannot be that gullible or naïve to commit these things. He has to believe in his friend and trust his opinions….sometimes.

"Hey Artie, something is happening over there." Alfred gazed towards the group of people who are chanting the word 'fight' over and over again.

Arthur's ears perked up when he heard the word 'fight'. Fighting was forbidden in this school. No one is going to beat each other up when he, the student council president, is around. He marched his way towards the scene, ignoring Alfred's calls for him.

Arthur made his way through the crowd and found that in the center of the spectators stood four annoyed looking Asians and four other students. He noticed that one of the Asians was a Chinese girl who looks like a truck had ran over her. The other three Asian boys were throwing death glares at their enemies in front of them. Arthur instantly knows who had started this fight just by taking a glimpse of the situation. He will decide the punishment later for the culprits, but for now he has to break up this quarrel.

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Everyone turned to Arthur with mixed expressions.

Arthur crossed his arms, his face filled with sternness. "Now what is going on here?"

Everybody remained silent as a snowflake in night. Nobody wants to mess with the student council president or they will get a serious beating or even an expulsion from school if the chairman hears about this. Arthur Kirkland was the son of the man who financed a lot of payment in this school, so if one word gets out that the future heir gets even a small scrape on his neck, heads will roll.

"Let me ask one more time, what is going on here?"

The silence still continues until a certain Asian boy started accusing the person in front of him. "That big bully beat up noona da-ze!"

Arthur faced the Asian boy who had shouted the outburst. Judging by his appearance, the British boy concluded that he is Korean. He also took notice that the Korean has a peculiar curl sticking out from his chestnut brown hair and has deep amber eyes.

The accused person retaliated back, "Hey, you're the one who started. Not only had you bumped into me, you also scuffed my brand new sneakers!

"I already apologized for bumping into you and scuffing your damn sneakers so why did you hit noona da-ze!?"

The taller student smirked, "Because that's her punishment for defending a weakling like you."

The Korean boy rolled up his sleeves and cracked his knuckles, looking ready to beat up that offender to a pulp. "Why you-

Arthur immediately jumped in between the two students, thus stopping any physical activity from happening.

"That is enough you two. I heard everything so put your fist down Korean boy." The Korean hesitated at first, but lowered his fist in the end. "Good and you," Arthur glared at the student who was about a feet taller than him, "if this happens again, I will not hesitate in expelling you and your gang."

"Tsk whatever. Come on guys let's go." The four students pushed their way out of the crowd and disappeared. After they left, the flock of students who were witnessing the whole scene began to disperse one after the other, leaving Arthur alone with the four Asians.

"Thank god that they are all gone." Arthur muttered to himself.

He then turned to eye the Asians as they eyed him back with blank expressions. Arthur shifted uncomfortably under their gazes, but he quickly shook it off as he walks towards the injured Chinese girl, seeing that she needs immediate first aid. However, his movements were halted short when a Chinese looking boy blocked his path, preventing him from getting any closer to the girl.

The Chinese boy threatened menacingly, "Do not come any closer to Jiejie or," he quickly swiped some firecrackers from his pocket, "you will regret it."

Arthur held up his hands in defense. "Don't worry; I'm not going to hurt her or any of you. I just want to see if she needs treatment."

"I don't need any help aru."

"What?" Arthur stared in disbelief at the injured Chinese girl who had just spoken.

The Chinese girl fixed her one of her loose buns before she spoke again. "I'm fine. I just need to apply some ointment on my wounded areas. The bully did not hurt me that much, see?"

The Chinese girl punched the air and swung her slender legs one by one in a circular motion, displaying powerful moves.

"If I can do these moves without any problem, it shows that the bully did not put up much of a fight aru."

Arthur continued to stare in disbelief. From his point of view she looks like a broken doll. Blood had stained her mouth; her school uniform was disheveled with one of the sleeves torn; and her brown hair was tangled with the grass on the ground. She cannot be fine after all that and as a gentleman, he will not let this matter pass.

Arthur disagreed with her answer, "No, you're going to the nurse's office and that's final. In your current state, you should not even be standing right now."

The Chinese girl muttered a cold audible 'whatever' and began to walk away with the three other Asians trailing behind her.

Annoyed that the Chinese girl had pay no attention to his order, Arthur started to chase after her, but only to be stopped by three glares sent by the Asian boys. The British boy stood in a trance like state as he watched the Asians go off on their own. Questions from the previous event flooded his head. Why the girl rejected his help and most importantly, who are these people? Arthur does not recognize any of their faces in this school.

Then a bolt of lightning struck him as if he remembers something. Maybe they are the transfer students that Alfred constantly talks about. They are all Asians and they look old enough to be second years, especially the girl. But even though they fit all the conditions, there are only two transfer students. Since he knew that one of the transfers is a girl, Arthur immediately considered the rude girl from earlier to be one out of two candidates. Now that leaves only one more student to locate. 'Maybe it is one of those three Asian guys…"

His thought bubble popped when he heard an annoying voice that he knows all too well.

"HEY ARTIE!" Alfred waved his hand in the air as he runs towards his best friend.

Arthur responded in a tiresome tone, "Yes Alfred?"

"Where were you? You just like disappeared right after I called out to you."

Arthur nervously chuckled, "I just have some personal business to take care of." He decided to not tell Alfred of the incident that had happened previously because he does not want a nagging American boy following him all day.

"Okay then, so…" Alfred eyes sparkled, "have you found the transfer students yet? While you were gone, I still can't find them anywhere."

Arthur nodded. "I believe so….that girl does match the conditions..."

Alfred tilted his head in confusion. "What girl?"

Realizing what he had just said, Arthur tried to think of something to distract Alfred for a while. With an idea in mind, Arthur looked up in the sky and shouted in surprise, "Look, there is a UFO!"

"Really?! Sweet, where is it?"

Arthur quietly tip toed out of Alfred's sight as the boy searched frantically for the make believe aircraft.

When he was out of Alfred's point of view, Arthur heaved a deep sigh. He almost let out the cat out of the bag. That was a close one, but good thing his American friend still believes in that bull alien crap.

As Arthur continued to head towards the information counter to receive his schedule, he constantly thought about that Chinese girl. She seems different from any other girls he had encountered before. Whenever he offered his help to other girls, they squealed in delight and gladly took his sincerity. However this Chinese girl coldly rejected his aid. Sure, she looks cute and all, but also seems quite mysterious. This feeling edged him to want to investigate her more.

"I wonder if I will ever see her again…" Arthur thought unconsciously.

Little did he know, Arthur just might get what he wanted.