Chapter 1
No one's P.O.V
It was a fairly cool morning yet, it wouldn't stay that way for long. Currently a certain set of brothers were walking down the street. The taller of the two, Canada was telling America about something that had happened during his hockey practice last night. The two laughed when Canada finished his story. America let out a small groan as he switched his gym bag from one shoulder to the other. "I am so not ready to deal with Japan today, her voice is really starting to annoy me now..." Canada only gave him an aplogetic smile as they arrived at the school. Scratching the back of his neck with one hand he used his other to give America a pat on his back as he spoke up breaking the silence, " Well.. Good luck with that bro! I'll see you after school. Bye!"
As the taller of the two began to walk off, he waved at America. America watched his brother walk off and once he was out of sight he let out a small sign. "Well time to start the day.." He frowned softly as he spoke. Just as he was about to enter the school, he heard low snickers. 'Damn it, America don't be the hero and get involved.. Just walk into school. Mind your own buisness.' He tried to ignore the instinct to go check it out. He took one small step and then he froze. He tried to ignore it, tried to force his feet to move but, they just wouldn't move. He let out a frustrated sign as he turned around and headed over to where he had heard the snickering.
Guess it was a good thing he deiceded to check it out after all. Three hooded figures had taken to surrounding another figure who was leaning against the wall. America didn't realize one of them held a knife in their hand....a knife that had blood on it....fresh blood. He dropped his bags to the floor with little care for them as he pointed at the three figures. "Hey! What the hell do you think you are doing!?!?!" The three turned and looked at him suprised. One of them in an instant whispers to the other two, "That's America! The star quaterback!" One of them glances at the one who had said it and they grew silent for a moment. Then they bolted.
Before America had a chance to react, the 'leader' had tackled him into the floor, taking America by suprise. America let out a grunt as he quickly kicked the person off of him. The figure was quick to get back to their feet as they growled. America waited for them to charge at him again. He easily avoided another tackle as he punches the figure in the gut. The figure drops the knife as they let out a grunt of pain and bring their arms to cover their stomach. They quickly kick America taking him off his feet as he bolts. He shouts something incoherant, as he runs off.
America puts a hand on his head as he staggers to stand back up for a moment. He then puts his attention on the person who is leaning against the wall and well damn they looked like shit. They looked ruffled up, their clothes messed up and they were panting. America swiftly walks over and reaches to touch his arm. As soon as his hand touches their arm, they quickly recoil and let out a small hiss in pain. America pulls his hand away and his eyes widdened when he sees the red, sticky, warm liquid on his hand. "Holy shit! What did they do to you! Shit, Shit! Ok,ok,ok hold on."
America quickly tore off a piece of his pants as he wrapped it around the person's arm. He made sure to apply pressure to help the bleeding to stop. He winced everytime, the person moaned or whimpered in pain as he wrapped their arm. He then took his jacket off and wrapped it around them as he helped them up. It wasn't until he helped them up, that he realized this kid was freakishly tall. He shook that thought out of his head, he had better things to worry about. He was walking with the unknown person when he felt something hit his foot. He looked down to see it was the knife they had used. He looked around before kicking it under his bag, he would come back for his stuff and the knife later.
Getting to the nurse wasn't that bad. The school was actually still empty making it easy. Once in the white room that smelled like bleach, he let him sit down in one of the uncomfortable chairs. When the nurse walked in, she went to say "Goodmorning" but, stopped when she saw the scene in front of her. She quickly rushed over as he asked America what had happened, "Don't leave yet. I'll be right back."
She quickly rushed off to get some bandages and a few other things. America deiceded to stand there in silence for a few moments before finally the figure spoke up. "T-thank you for savin-ng me.." America looked over at them in a bit of shock befoe finally speaking up, "Y-yeah. It was no problem. The name is America, you are?"
They remaind silent for a moment before finally answering the question. "Russia. My name is Russia." Just as America was about to say something again, the nurse came rushing back in. She made America leave, and just as America turned to look one last time he made eye contact with Russia and felt his heart jump.
Russia had beautiful eyes. They were a beautiful auburn color with specks of gold. They showed sorrow and pain and it made America's heart jump. As he stood in the hallway he replayed the image over and over in his head for a moment before finally snapping out of it. "Well that was weird of me just now.." He muttered it softly to himself, as he began walking back outside. He grabbed his bags and for a moment he had forgetten about the knife. When he saw the knife laying there, blood still on it he froze. "Those bastards." His mood darkened for a moment as he hesitated before shoving the knife into his gym bag. He looked around confused, "Where the hell is my jacket?" He quickly let out a sign, forgetting he had put it on Russia.
He muttered a string of curses, just as Japan came walking by. As soon as she caught America in the corner of her eye she let out a loud shriek of joy. She skipped over to him, as she called his name in a sing song voice. "Americaaa-senpai~!" He froze and rolled his eyes as she attached herself onto him. She began babbling on about how nice it would be if they went on a date tonight or if he would just ask her out already.
He rolls his eyes as he begans walking back into the school. He finds Russia's book bag on the way back into the school and his heart skips again. Now he could see Russia again! He quickly began a speed walk for the nurse's office with Japan trailing right behind him. "AMERICA-SENPAI!" She reminded him of a spoiled brat. He ignored her as he walked into the nurse's office. There Russia sat, just as he had left him. He took notice of the bandage under his left eye, a few wrapped around his neck/throat, and his arm which had the most bandages. "Russia!" Russia looks up shocked hearing his name called. He tenses for a moment, before relaxing seeing that it was only America. Before America could say anything else Japan walked in.
Japan takes in the sight and jealousy begins to prick at her for no reason. America stood there holding out a backpack to some kid who looked like he was loser. She could just picture the two touching hands for a moment and she snatched the bag from America's hand. They both looked at her with a confused look. America was the one to speak up, "Japan what are yo-" "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?!?!?!" They winced hearing her loud ass annoying voice.
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1390 words, not including this small note
Published September 12, 2019.
Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, I worked hard on it :))))
Special shout outs to two people who inspired me to write this story
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