Rated T for now, but could change to M for language and possible lemon, but mostly because I do not want to get into trouble. I do not own Hetalia or anything except for the plot and even that's a little maybe~ish... And to those who have read my other work, I will get back to it I promise!

Surveillance Detail

Chapter One: Black Poison

Two teenage boys, a tall blond and a smaller brunet, were cramped together in the chimney of their dean's office with black dust masks over their mouth and nose, listening the the voices walk in the room. Four other voices were heard beside the dean's. Three of them being male and talking all at once about politics of the world while the only female talked into a recorder. As the men gathered around the dean's desk, the woman continued talking yet walked around the room. Her heals clicking as she approached the chimney.

"Files KMA 653 through KMD 120 need to be blacked out while KMD 23 is to be nonexistent. Media file H740 needs to be tampered with for next week's class and... do I hear noise?" Her soft voice became even softer as she swiftly made her way to the chimney.

Sensing that their professor was onto them, the small boy pulled on a fish wire which cause the burnt wood to collapse onto itself.

Upon seeing this, she slowed her pace, but still looked up into the chimney, seeing nothing but darkness. Not being satisfied, she stuck her head and hand up and tried to feel for anything.

This time, the blond let some soot, as well as a small microchip, fall onto his professor's face and suit as she moved around. Satisfied to have not found anyone and sprinkled in soot, she pulled away to clean herself. "Subjects Jones and Honda seemed to have chosen a better hiding spot rather than the chimney this time," she spoke once more into the recorder. "If they are here..."

"Of course they're not here," the eldest male's voice rang out. "Charlie and I gave them the wrong information on purpose.

"Ah yes, good old morse code," Charlie, the dean's younger brother, leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his light brown hair. "I'm surprised Kiku...san picked it up so quickly. Scratch that, it's actually expected of our little ninja. He's the only one to ever find this school on his own."

"And that brings us to our topic for today," the dean, a middle aged man with strawberry blond hair pulled out two manila folders. "We have two brothers who are in need of the protection of the Cachazo Academy, by the request of their father, the Prime Minister of England."

Charlie sat up from his relaxed posed and crossed his legs, "Now hold on, James, we have never admitted in students because they needed protection. They must have a certain quality or talent that we can enhance and be of use to the school. That's the constitution of this school that you wrote. I know Kirkland is a good friend of yours, but we cannot make a special occasion for them. Let SIS handle the babysitting."

"Hey, isn't the Black Poison Terrorists behind these threats?" the black haired, silver eyed professor took one of the folders from James's hand. "Oh look, Artie resembles his mother. He's grown to look very handsome!"

The seventy year old's eyes dilated, "Did you say Black Poison, Sarah?"

"How is that possible?" Charlie seemed even more shocked and even enraged. "Black Poison had disappeared twenty years ago when our father assassinated their leader! What are they doing now?"

James sighed and explained the suspicion of the possible terrorist group that had been attacking all over the UK in the past two weeks including the recent attack that happened in India when Prime Minister Kirkland and family visited the president. "Yes, the UK's Secret Intelligence Service is working on the issue, but all of the world is on alert as well as we should be. Not only will Cachazo be able to protect the Kirklands, but while working with them, we can work to put a stop to this terrorist group. Now I see that you still have some concerns Richard."

"Yes, a few," Richard looked through the other folder. "Do you really believe the boys will be able to adjust in such a fast moving academy? Peter is still young and will be able to learn in the primary division, but Arthur is seventeen with no strong attributes aside from the occasional sport like soccer or running. Charlie is right, this school is for those talented in the intelligence field and Arthur does not have half of the skills the rest of the boys do."

Sarah shook her head as she gave him Arthur's file. "Artie's a really smart young man. Not only are his scores two or three points away from perfects, but he's very charismatic. I'd say he'll follow in his father's footsteps and become a politician. Not all of our students will work as spies, but we also need hackers, politicians, doctors, and even teachers. As for Peter, I agree that he has plenty of time to learn as he is only eight, but he was not born when I first met the Kirklands."

The dean smiled, "All settled then?" With no other objections, James pulled up a file on his computer and typed in it. "It looks like Roderick and Kiku will have a new roommate. Now, onto our next matter of business. We know of the matter that Texas wants to construct a road that cuts across Sombra, but if this is done, we risk being found. Unfortunately, the Federal Government cannot really do anything because to keep the small town of Sombra a secret, they cannot acknowledge this small community..."

The blond student heard what he wanted to hear and motioned for Kiku to slowly begin making their way through the chimney. After a while, the two boys made it into a secret passage that lead them to the gathering space that connected the boys' rooms. There they met with two other boys with blond and wavy hair. The one with glasses sighed in relief when he saw his cousin and friend walk out from behind a bookcase.

"I'm so glad you made it out, Alfred, Kiku-san."

"Oui, I waz actually expecting you to be thrown of the office," the teen with stubble on his chin waved a hand. "Well, at least you Alfred, Kiku's too good to be found out."

"Thanks Francis," Alfred lightly punched his friend. "Hey Matt, do you have your laptop with you?"

Upon request, Matthew pulled out a small laptop from his bag and handed it to him. "What do you need it for?"

The blue eyed boy sat in a chair and typed in a name in Google as the three other boys circled behind him. No Facebook link popped up, but his name did appear in bold in Wikipedia under Christopher Kirkland- Prime Minister, as well as a few pictures in images. He clicked the first image and a blond boy of about 14 with green eyes and large eyebrows appeared. He was walking with his parents and smiling pleasantly. Not satisfied with the picture he clicked the next one where he appeared older.

In this picture, he was wearing a blue blazer and chatting with a small group of girls and boys. "Dudes, meet our new classmate and Kiku's new roomie, Artie Kirkland."

"He's cute!" Francis whistled in approval. "Et il est de l'Angleterre!"

Pouting, Alfred turned to look at him with a confused look. "Dude, no one said anything about an angry terrier."

Matthew smacked his own forehead in shame of his blood. "Al, Angleterre means England. 'And he's from England,' is what Francis said..."

"Then why didn't he say so?" he laughed and closed the computer. "Hey where's Young Soo? I need some hacking to be done!"

Confusion briefly crossed Kiku's expression, but it was gone just as fast it had arrived. "What would you need him for Alfred-san?"

"We gotta make sure he's in some of our classes and find ways to make his stay at Cachazo epic! For this, we're gonna need to so some research."