Daze (1p/2p! Hetalia X Teen! Reader)

Chapter 15

        Laughter rang through the halls creating a musical affect with the pitter patter of the rain. A (H/c) girl ran through them with a brunette chasing after her. Feliciano and (Y/n) were playing tag. She'd sneaked him out of the, in her opinion, boring meeting and got him to hang with her today since her Aunt and Mr. UN were in a 'meeting' at a cafe. (Y/n) suspected that it was date, even if neither of them wanted to admit it.
"Can't catch me Feli!" Squealed (Y/n) as she willed her legs to carry her body faster.
"Yes I will! Then we'll eat pasta! Ve~" Feli laughed happily as he chased her.
"Italy! Dude! Who are you chasing ?!" Yelled a voice from a few steps behind, causing Italy to scream and (Y/n) to jump.
This man had blonde hair with a strange cowlick sticking up from his part, baby blue eyes that were framed with glasses. He sported a green military outfit with a brown bomber jacked over it. He seemed to be built and was tall, probably 5'9. He looked to be at least seventeen, possibly nineteen.
"This is my friend (Y/n)~" He sang, quickly recovering from the scare he'd received a few moments before. Said teen smiled and waved.
"Hey." The blonde grinned, stuffing a burger into his mouth.
"HEY DUDETTE!!! I'M AMERICA, OR ALFRED F. JONES!!! I'M THE HERO!" Alfred pointed towards himself with his thumb giving (Y/n) a 'heroic' smile. In turn she laughed softly.
"Nice to meet you, 'hero.'"
"ALFRED YOU BLOODY TWAT!" Screamed an angry Brit as he glared at the American.
"Hey Iggy! What's up dude ?!"America laughed loudly, completely oblivious to the mood. Feliciano and (Y/n) could sense it, though it was mostly (Y/n), and seemed to shrink away.
"You wrecked the meeting room!" England seethed as a few more people followed him.
"You will meet with my magical pipe, da ?" A Russian accent asked, holding a faucet pipe. Alfred shivered under his dark, yet childish, gaze.
'These must be the rest of the 1p's, since I already know Arthur, and the tall man closely resembles Viktor.' This thought seemed to just to float into your mind with out you noticing. Before you knew it, you had drifted off into space as they fought.
"-lla ? Bella ?" Feliciano waved a tanned hand in front of your face, bringing you back to reality.
"What ?" I blinked and shook my head.
"I was trying to introduce you~" He smiled softly at me, which I slowly returned.
"You've already met Germany and Japan~ This is my fratello, Romano, or Lovino Vargas! He's the southern half of Italy. He spent most of his younger years with Spain, so he's kind of a dick." This caused me to laugh, and the brunette to blush and cuss out his younger brother.
He had dark brown hair, beautiful eyes that seemed to be a mixture of amber and green, he was tan but not extremly, and the same curl that his younger brother had, only it was on the opposite side of his head. Lovino is probably 5'7, one of the shorter ones in the bunch, but he was quiet tall compared to your 5'2 self. His military outfit greatly resembled Feliciano's, but it was a light tan.

"Hola chica[1]~ I'm Spain, or Antonio Fernandez Carrideo~" Sang a brunette with beautiful green eyes, and tan skin that caused his eyes to glow. He is probably about 5'8. Antonio's outfit was just a light brown military outfit.

~*~Timeskip because Mocha-chan is very lazy and on a time limit~*~

At the moment, I was sitting on a chair in their meeting room, which Artie was trying to fix with magic. Magic had caused this whole mess, apparently Alfred read something from one of Arthur's books, and BAM! The meeting room had a giant whole in the side of it. I had offered to help clean up, but was refused and forced to sit on a chair in the corner, beside Matthew. I didn't mind, since he's quiet and adorable. Said Canadian smiled shyly at you.
"Who are you ?" Inquired his bear, Kumajiro.
"I'm (Y/n)." You answered with a smile.
"Who are you ?" He then his owner, who sighed, exasperated.
"I-I'm Canada! Y-your owner!" He stuttered.
That was it, you couldn't take any more. His adorableness, along with the over whelming urge to glomp something, did it for you. You squealed loudly, catching some peoples attention, and tackled poor Canada into a hug. The shy Canadian fell over from his chair and landed on the ground with a soft thud.
"Dude! When did you get here ?!" America yelled, though it was hard to understand with him shoving burgers down his throat into his mouth. You just continued to gush over the blushing blonde.
"You're so adorable! I could just-! Squee!" Now you had everyone's attention, and they were all casting either confused glances as some of them couldn't see Matthew, jealous glares for those who could see the Canadian.
"(Y/n)! Where are you ? I brought you a surprise back!" Your Aunt called, her voice echoing off of the wooden walls. You perked up and kissed Matthew's cheek.
"See you later!" You waved as you ran out of the room. Your Aunt stood at the end of the hall, a grin adorning her pale face that was painted with make up.
"What did you get me ?!" Excitement laced your tone as you bounced over to her.
"This~" Your Aunt Laura held out a bag. You sat on a nearby chair and your Aunt sat near you. You began to pull out the contents of the bag.

"Oh my god! Where did you get all this stuff ?!" You hugged her tightly, smiling widely.
"Lets just say that I've got connections." She answered, hugging you back with a chuckle.
"Hmm ? What's this ?" You pulled a small pamphlet that read, 'Tennessee.' You raised an eyebrow at your Aunt, who just smiled back.
"I was just looking. The cover is pretty, so I thought I'd look through it all." You laughed softly and shook your head as you put it back in her purse. Suddenly, your stomach growled, reminding you that you hadn't eaten since early this morning, and it was now probably about two or three in the afternoon.
"C'mon, I'll make you some lunch." Your aunt picked up her bag and your picked up yours as you made your way to the kitchen. You didn't know why, but there was a nagging feeling about something in the back of your mind, like you were either forgetting something important.
'It can't be that important if I forgot it.' You thought as you sat at the table, watching your Aunt cook.

"O h a n a means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten."
-Lilo and Stitch
I seriously apologize for the train wreck that is this chapter. I was writing with a serious case of writers block.
I know how I'm going to finish the story though! There will only be a few more chapters before it's over.

Till next chapter!!
Stay fabulous!!! ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ﾉ