Full Speed Ahead: A Gakuen Hetalia Love Story Chapter 1

Full Speed Ahead: A Gakuen Hetalia Love Story Chapter 4

(Okay.. I am officially taking England out of this. I just don't love him as much as the others. Sorry about this!)

Full Speed Ahead: A Gakuen Hetalia Love Story

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Agenda:

*Apparently break out of the shell I have with Prussia.

*Still have that date with Spain.

"Umm, e-excuse me, Prussia bu-" She was cut off by a hand being shot in front of her face. 

"Hey, have you ever gotten drunk?" He asks, not even looking down at her or to the side as he crosses the street, a hesitant Vicilaria following behind him.

"Drunk? No, I haven't..." She says, hoping that was just a question asked for the sake of being random and not a literal, 'well-if-you-haven't-then-we're-going-to-have-to-do-that' type thing. But seeing the smirk that took place on his face, it's that type of situation.

"Sweet! C'mon," he says, taking my hand and starting to lead me down the street and into the city area.

As she looked around the modern, suburbian, multicultural plaza, the brown haired girl found her mind completely astounded. She's never been in a place like this- just a rainy town with basically nothing except some parties, shopping, drugs, and trees. 

Not that she really ever attended those parties or took place in the taking of drugs.

"So, I know this awesome bar that I'm pretty sure you'll love," He says, finally wrapping his arm around her shoulder again and walking inside with her. 

The dark bar was a bit dimly lit, mainly older looking people drinking, talking loudly, and playing darts. It scares her a bit to be in a bar, but she can trust Prussia, right?

"Okay! So," Gilbert starts, taking a seat on a bar stool. "Das beer... uh, vier." He says, ordering in what she could easily guess is German. The bartender nods, going back somewhere to take care of his order.

He turns his red gaze onto the girl now, leaning closer to her, causing her to shyly lean back because of that. "Vicilaria, right? What's your real name," He asks, a fox-like grin on his face once the four beers finally come He takes two and hands her the other half.

"V-Victoria..." 

"Victoria? Sounds hot," he says, downing his firt mug of beer in about three seconds.

Her brown eyes widen as she stares up at him like he just murdered someone, brushing off the hot comment. How did he do that?! She glances down at the beer, thinking it's not such a good idea to drink it since it is her first time.

"Go ahead! Here, I'll help you get used to the taste," He says, leaning closer to her, his face dangerously close to her own before a large hand is slapped down onto his back.

The small girl jumps, her face red as she then contemplates whether or not she should run out back to school. She'll already get into enough trouble for skipping out on school on the FIRST day.

Was he really going to kiss her?

"Hey, well if it isn't Prussia and... Vicilaria!" The man who she remembers to be Denmark grins down at her. "Isn't this a pleasant surprise? Isn't a good girl like you supposed to be in school?" The Dane asks, tilting his head and looking at her cutely.

"Denmark! Oh, hi! Umm..." She leans on the counter, hoping that her two bottles of beer would be forgotten about. Thankfully she grew up with boys, so she can handle this... hopefully. "I was convinced."

Denmark nods, taking a seat on the other side of her, giving her a friendly smile, not at all like Prussia's grin. "By old Prussia here? Well, aren't you gettin' popular?" He says with a wink.

Prussia frowns at that nickname, sending the Dane a look that told him to get lost. Either Denmark is too stupid to notice it or just ignored the look, so he kept on going.

"Well I don't know about that," She says, looking down bashfully. "I-I'm just... going with how things happen..." 

She was always humble, but never very popular. That's ironic since her country has so many parties, but those are mainly just the people of her nation since  most of them lead such a carefree lifestyle.

"Well yer' doin' a good job of that!" He says, patting her back and drinking some of the alcohol that was in his free hand. When he came over earlier, did he interrupt them so suddenly because he saw that Prussia was about to kiss her? 

Definitely.

"Oi, why don't you find another girl's leg to hump," Prussia says rudely, causing the girl to blush about the same shade as a tomato. Did he have to say it like that?

"No, I've already chosen which girls leg I'll hump," the blonde says nonchalantly, turning away like he won now and Prussia isn't important now. 

Is this what happens when two huge egos get together- or just what happens when two territorial men do?

"Please don't argue..." The words were spoken softly, and she wasn't even sure if they heard her.

"At least I can hump faster than you," Prussia retorts.

"I still hump better," Denmark defends, causing the girl to sigh to herself at the topic they've chosen to argue about. Really?

Both men paused as they just sat there, staring at each other before looking down at her. 

It was then when she realized this school year would definitely not be as calm as she had hoped.

(I aplogize for the shortness of this chapter! I just want you all to know that I'm not dead and still writing this story! Just... slowly?)