School, or should I say hell? (Hetalia characters X Bullied!Reader

Why Are You Here?

A voice calls your name, asking where you are. You know exactly who it is. Creeping towards the other side of your little ledge, (yes, there's a real ledge. I sit there all the time and that's where most of this book was written.) the voice comes closer and you know they'll see you soon.

"Found you!" there's a couple of thumps, a little bit of a wobble, and two arms wrap around your waist.

"Hey, buddy! What's up?" Denmark chuckles and playfully pokes you in the side and you lightly hit his arm.

"It's gonna take a lot more to beat the King of Scandinavia!"

"Then we should do it on the ground, shouldn't we? We'll fall off if we do anymore!" you climb back down, and just as your first foot touches the ground, you're tackled by Mathias. He had been your only friend for a while. True, you were invisible, just not to him.

"Pinned ya!"

"You tackled me before I got down! Of course you pinned me!" you giggle and roll out from under him.

"Stand up."

"Why?"

"If I stand up first, you'll see up my skirt!" Denmark just lies there and stares at you, hoping you give up and stand.

"I'll lay here forever!"

"Then so will I." These days were nice, when you spent time with your friend. You could do anything with him. Well, except for... like... dating stuff. if you ever walked with him in the halls, people of course noticed because of who you were with and they'd laugh about you being a couple.

Sure, you fancied the idea when you were in seventh grade, but that just wasn't something either of you cared to go through. You'd seen lots of friendships ruined by the idea of dating.

"Matthias. Get up, respect the lady." Wow, getting called a lady twice.

"No!" this earns Matt a punch in the arm from another Nordic country. Specifically Norway, or Lukas. The three of you walk to your house, mostly because when you said you were leaving Lukas told Mathias they had to walk you home.

Once you get home, you make sure there's nobody home. You weren't supposed to go to the Y (A/N: the playground is owned by the YMCA that's why I called it the Y.)

You pretty much live alone. Your mom and dad work a lot, and your mom and dad get home pretty late. Your phone buzzes.

"(Name,) are you okay? You didn't text me after school." you type a quick response and turn on the TV so you can watch anime.

"Dark cloud, in my heart is,-" you sing along to the Blue Exorcist theme song, occasionally going "ah something something" when you forget the Japanese lyrics. Six episodes later, you do your homework and the dishes and see your parents should be home soon. You get into bed just minutes before your dad is home, followed by your mom. Once again, yor phone goes off.

"Hey, you get into more trouble?"

"Hello, love. I just want to make sure you are okay and sleep without worries. "

"No trouble, da?"

"Do I need to kick some ass? Ai-yah. Why do those three hate you so?"

"Ciao, bella! I apologize for Lovi!"

You read each text, smiling wider with each one, a small tear escaping. They... cared. About you. You throw your phone at a chair, failing to respon to the texts before your mom checked to make sure you're sleeping and you quickly fall asleep.

~Le next day~

Once again, you roll onto the floor, get dressed, and walk to the school. Along the path, a bunch of hands grab you and pull you into the woods as you struggle. Why wouldn't they just stop? It was one thing in school where you didn't have a choice but to go to, but really? Now they followed you? You're thoughts were cut short by a bunch of voices hissing.

"Where were you?!"

"Did they hurt you again?"

"Why didn't you respond?"

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Germany smiled down at your shaking figure, sitting in a ball on the ground, hands covering your head. He reaches a hand down but is cut off but two hands grabbing under your arms and yanking you up.

"Heyyyyy, brohaus! thanks for finding our lovely doll. We've been searching for her." The little clearing was filled with tension as the allies and axis alike stared at the BTT. You were just sitting there, back on the ground and as you looked up at the angry faces, you felt like a child.

"Why do you enjoy hurting the young lady?!" Arthur, of all people, finally spoke with a steely glare and strong voice. Looks like he hasn't lost his pirate qualities.

"Ah, the little mariposa did nothing. We just get bored." Antonio stepped closer to Arthur and Arthur doing the same. While this happened, each of your arms are grasped tightly by hands and you're pulled to the path again.

"While Antonio reenacts his pirating days with your friend, were going to have some fun with the doll." Francis's hand covers your mouth and Gilbert hits you repeatedly in the stomach until you pass out.

FELI POV

I crawl behind Ludwig as Antonio and Arthur bear knives, about to fight. Why do they even have those here? Well, fratello Spain always has a knife, so I wonder why Arthur has one. I turn my head away and can see a little bit through the bush back onto the path and I'm greeted by a strange sight. Lovi is smiling, as are Gilbert and Francis. Why are they looking down? did they find a cat? I run over to the bushes and ignore Ludwig shouting for me to come back and calm down.

"Ve~ Hurting Bella again?" I feel my heart start to burn as my eyes change their hue and I'm in my 2p! form. This only happens when I'm extremely angry and I pull my knives out of a pocket in my beige uniform.

"Off the ragazza, or my knives will be on your necks."

LOVINO POV

"Off the ragazza, or my knives will be on your necks." My little fratello says lazily as if he's bored and twirls his knife around. He's not even looking up, his eyes are just staring at nothing.

"FELICIANO!" Potato bastard charges out of the bush and Luci grins.

"That's not Feli, potato bastard." He stops short and notices that Feli looks different. Very, very different.

"Hello, Ludwig. Go back to the fight, I'm taking care of these three idiotas." The bastards brow furrows at my once innocently smiling brother. Now, he was frowning, twirling a knife, and... giving orders?!

"Nein, mein brother." Luci sighs, turns around and is holding Francis and I, knives at our throats. Ludwig blinks and goes for Gilbert as (Name) gets up, but I make no move to get out of Lucis grasp. These knives are just as deadly as Kiku's katana, which was now pointed at Antonio. The allies and axis were now out on the path, glaring. Arthur with his arms crossed and brow twitching, Alfred just staring in disappointment, Ivan holding his pipe, Kiku holding his katana to where it was prodding Antonio, and Yao glaring down from a tree he somehow got in. This couldn't end well, but Lucis knees begin to shake.

Ah, yes. 2P! forms take quite the toll on us and don't last long. Especially Feli's form.

(AUTHORS NOTE: Hey, lovelies! I've gotten like five views on this, and I'm pretty happy it's just getting read! Should I include more of the 2P!s? I don't know yet. Tell me what you guys think because I can't make you a good fanfic if you don't say what you want or don't want!)