Japan's POV:
I might have let myself slip too much back there. I shouldn't have lashed out the way I did to Germany and Italy. But I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but feel betrayed by (Y/N)'s leaving, fooled even.
She fooled all of us and snuck around us. She hid who she really is and what she was really doing. I couldn't help but get my hopes up at the thought that she longed for a family not a classroom. How did I not pick up on that? Why couldn't she tell us? Did she not trust us?
I forced myself to push these thoughts to the side as I ventured through the second grader halls. I'd read each bullion board imbedded into the walls beside every classroom door to see what teacher was inside.
Each class I would pass by looked all the same through the little glass window of a closed door; small chairs and desks in rows filled with small bored students, a teacher that would stand in front of the class as they wrote on a chalk boards. There was little to no decorations that brought any life to them.
That was until I came across one open door classroom. The classroom was bright was many colorful artworks of the student made projects were stung along the walls. The desks were all in groups based on colored tiny chairs where the students rested. The fists graders were laughing and full of excitement as they were learning. But what really tired it all together was her.
(Y/N) (L/N), beautiful and as stunning as ever. She was smiling and looked so carefree. Anyone could tell easily how much she adored being here. She brought light and excitement to the classroom, it was clear in each students eyes.
They were all laughing along, like it didn't matter how loud they were being. Just that they were having fun basking in the presence of each other in a warm and welcoming learning environment.
As I observed closer I could see that one child of each group held onto a chalk board. The other students of that group would work together to try and figure out the problem on the chalk board up front with (Y/N).
"Time's up! Show me them boards!" She shouted full of excitement. Just as she instructed, they turned their boards to face her. "Wow you all got them right. I guess I'll have to come kick it up a notch."
A student must have notice me leering from the doorway, they blew my cover. "Ms. (L/N), there's someone standing by the door." I was saddened that I couldn't watch her any longer. But I had to get her out of here before the allies get here.
(Y/N) turned to me for the first time in a long time with those beautiful (E/C) eyes she has. Her smile however turned from enjoyment to a bit of a shock. I'll have to change that.
"Jap-a-Kiku?!" Adorable, she almost slipped up on my human name. "Wh-what are y-you doing here?!" She stuttered out.
"The same thing could be asked about you (Y/N)." I started, stepping into the room. "This looks like a nice thing you got going on here, doesn't it?"
"Wh-what do your mean?" She asked, taking a step back. I was hurt by it a little. We should never be apart again.
"Oh you think I didn't notice the sneaking around you did, I'm hurt." A fake pouted. "Really didn't think I'd be able to find you, did you?"
There was silence as she dipped her head towards the carpeted floor. "I-I had to. You guys wouldn't understand."
Okay now I'm starting to get angry. "But Canada does? That's why he was helping you out right? Or did he want something else out of it?"
(Y/N) turned her small, delicate head up into my direction again. I wish her stare could be only on me forever with those beautiful (E/C) pools. "Why did you find me? It's obvious you're not just here for a hello."
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Run Away Country: Yandere Hetalia x Country reader
Fanfic(Y/N) (L/N), a girl who feels unfulfilled about of being the country (C/N), takes a different route in her life and runs away from her boss and fellow country friends in order to seek her dreams of living a common elementary teacher life. However he...