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When Germany is sent off to boarding school and his roommate happens to be Russia, someone that he has been told to despise all his life, will they get along?
I was still getting used to having a roommate at first, it was weird and comforting all at the same time. It was almost like being back at home with all my siblings. I sighed and grabbed my phone before walking through to the kitchen, glancing into Germany's bedroom again. He was up, but his bedroom was immaculate. I always wondered how he could be so organised, and I realised that after the previous night I walked into my bedroom and it was all cleaned up. He had apologised for it but I didn't mind. It saved me cleaning it, plus I didn't want him to panic and see him as I saw him the last time. I grabbed a glass and filled it up with water, taking note of the door opening and closing. I guessed that he was back and poked my head out of the kitchen before sighing. I set the glass down and walked to him, wiping his shoulders from the dirt.
"What happened to you, Gerrrmany?" He looked down and I sighed. "Vell, go get shover, and zen it vould be time forrr brrreakfast. You have similarrr classes to me today, rrright?" He nodded and walked off, and I sighed.
Why do I feel worried for him? I grabbed my glass again before grabbing vodka and dumping it in the water, and once it was at the top I put the bottle on the side and took gulps out of the glass. I barely met him, and I feel worried about how he's being treated. Dammit, Russia. I want to not be friends with him but he's been through too much...and I also doubt that he'll betray me as America did...he's way too nervous... I took another gulp and sighed as I finished the glass. I set it up on the side and scrolled through my phone until he came out ready.
Walking to the dining hall was quiet, but I didn't want to push him. If he didn't want to talk, that was fine. I was used to not talking. It wasn't awkward, it was rather nice for once. We went over to our usual table and I immediately went for the food on the table. I must look weird, eating more than I probably should. I was the sort of person that no matter how much I ate, I still looked really slim without really needing to work out. Some people looked at it as a blessing but I didn't really like it. I looked at Germany. He didn't really...eat much. And he looked terrible.
I put another small piece of food on his plate, and he looked up at me. "Gerrrmany, you need to eat morrre...I von't forrrce you, but you need to put on some veight." He looked up at me before hesitantly eating what I put on his plate. "Don't vorrry, it's good food what I put zerrre." He ate for a bit before slowly nodding.
"Zank vu Russland. Vu're right, it is nice. I do need to eat more...zomedimes I can't pe pozered zough..." He rubbed his arm and I noticed he was uncomfortable, so I gently rubbed his shoulder.
"It okay, Gerrrmany. And anyvay, class is soon, so eat up." He nodded and ate it slowly, and I scrolled through my phone as I waited patiently for him. Once he was finished, we started to walk towards our first class together, mathematics, and as we entered the classroom the teacher, who I found out later was Japan's father, came over and sat us down in our seats. The rest of the school day went by slowly: another English class (in which I was surprised at how neat and fast he could write, whereas my handwriting was sloppy yet I could never write down all the notes fast enough), Chemistry for 3 hours, and then Military/Powers for 4 hours.
I hated this class. America was the teacher of it, which I never understood. He could barely speak English yet he could teach a class about their powers and military? Germany was the only one whose power hadn't come out yet, and America damn well knew that. He pulled Germany to the side whilst the rest of us just casually chatted, and I couldn't help but watched as America terrified the shit (almost literally) out of Germany, half trying to make his powers come out and half not believing that he didn't have his powers yet. I wished I could help. But all that I could do was watch, which I didn't like.
When the bell went, all the students grabbed their stuff and welt off to their dorms. I stayed, and waited until America let Germany go. He slowly walked over to me as America walked away, straightening out his tie and staring at the ground. Another silent walk. But I didn't care anyway. If he needed time to think, he needed time to think. We got back to the dorm and he immediately went to the bedroom, I assumed to get changed out of his school uniform. I didn't blame him, because it's immediately what I did as well. Since most of my country was in the European area, I wore the European uniform, though I was put in a couple of Asian classes if the European ones were too full. I grabbed a t-shirt and jeans before slipping those on and just flopping onto my bed. I wondered what America said to Germany, and what all those other nations were whispering once we got to a class. Probably some stupid shit about Germany's father. I hated that, being judged for who your lineage was. I knew I was, but I just wanted to punch all the country's faces in for being so judgemental. Your father doesn't make you, you make you. I groaned and rubbed my face.
Stupid countries.
Yeah sorry for last night, my head took a turn for the worst (it does that sometimes). Not the best of chapters but I wanted to give you guys at least a little something.
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