Hellhole to Hetalia Heaven [ADOPTED BY @pastalover11]

Chapter 10~ No Touching!

The song on the side has nothing to do with the chapter, but I just love it SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!! It's kind of sad, though... I've heard it close to 500 times in the past 6(?) days.

Also, you've probably realized this already if you've read this far, but I do swear in my writing. This chapter is no different...

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With all of us eating pancakes, we used nearly a gallon of maple syrup. I had never tasted such and wonderful pancakes, and Matthew blushed when I told him so.

"Th-thanks. It's no big deal." He stuttered, though I'm sure I'm the only one who heard him. I grin at his shyness.

"Oh, come on, Mattie. Take pride in the fact that you make the best pancakes in the world!" I tease.

At that his darkens. I run into the living room, leaping through the air to land bouncily on the couch, sprawled out on my back. My eyes are closed and my tongue is sticking out, like a dog playing dead. I feel a finger poke into my stomach, and on instinct I grab it tightly.

 Lifting my head and opening my eyes in creepily slow unison, I look at the offender. His bright red eyes showed shock at being caught in the act of mischief. I quickly pull my tongue back into my mouth as he smirks at me.

"Gil, don't touch me please." I tell him sternly.

His smirks widens."Vho vouldn't vant to be touched by zhe AWESOME me?!"

"I don't want to be touched by any of you. I haven't known you guys very long yet." I state blankly. I keep my face emotionless, not wanting to betray my inner thoughts as I gaze around the room at all the other guys who had, by now, gathered.

I let go of Gilbert's finger and sat up, though not completely. My left shoulder was against the back of the couch, my right arm is propping me up. My legs lay in front of me, slightly bent, one more than the other.

I watch Alfred saunter over, lift my legs off the cusion, and sit underneath them. I stare at him, suspicious of his motives, and arch an eyebrow. He only flashes his trillion-watt smile, just as the cusion behind me sinks down. Caught off guard, I slip backwards and accidently end up leaning on a male shoulder. Looking up, I see red eyes, strawberry-blond hair, and a fanged, impish grin. Knowing it was Vlad, I relax and can't help but smile back.

"'ow come zhey get to sit with you, but not us?" (AN: Sorry, France fans! I wrote this part before I truely understood his personality...)

I glare at Francis, who had just spoken. "Alfred is basically like an overgrown kid most of they time, I'm pretty sure he's not going to try to get in my clothes. Plus I'm American, so I can't really say anything against him. Vlad, plain and simple, I trust. Aucun d'entre eux sont un homme-putain comme vous." (French: Neither of them are a man-whore like you.)

"Mademoiselle, I'm 'urt you would think of me like zhat." He put a hand over where his heart would be, pretending to be offended. I shrug, acting as if I actually meant what I said, and reply with, "Vouz avez plein de merde." (French: Miss; You're full of shit.) (French insults found on the site in the external link... sorry I keep interrupting)

"So, what are we going to do today? I ask excitedly in English in an effort to change the subject.

"What do you mean, you git. We have to attend school!" Arthur deadpans, clearing thinking I lost my mind.

I shake my head at him. "I'm on the lam, as some would call it. Going anywhere public is impossible unless I want a one-way trip back to my mother. I can't go back to her, not when I've finally broken away." I stare at my hands sitting in my lap, refusing to look at anyone.

I hear the rustling of fabric across the room, but everything is otherwise silent. I see movement from the corner of my vision, coming closer to me. Before I knew it, a hand was below my chin, gently lifting my face upwards. (AN: I thought of Tamaki, minus the flirting factor.) Soon I was looking into Arthur's emerald green gaze, which seemed sympathetic. He gave me a soft, reassuring smile. "Cheer up, Zeralina. Everything will be alright."

I smile slightly, still wrapped up in complicated emotions of sadness and anger. Looking at the concerned faces of all the guys, I realize I've been much less depressed than I've been in a long time.

Ludwig suddenly stood up, as he must have noticed what time it was. "Vell, ve have to leave now, but feel bezzer, Zera." He gave me an awkward smile, before walking out the front door. The rest of the former Axis followed suite, each saying their own goodbyes in various ways. Most heart-warming was Feliciano hugging me around my neck, and promising we could make pasta together after school.

The former Allies then stood up as well, getting ready to leave. "Dude, you sure you wanna stay here with just these guys, though?" Alfred asked while gesturing to Vlad and the nyanko-Nordics.

"Hey, we can hear you! Gosh, man," the Danish cat protested half-heartedly.

"We're cool on our own, but if it makes you happy, you can all take turns staying home with us." I shrug.

Alfred's face lit up like a Christmas tree, "Oh, dude, that sounds great!! But who's gonna stay today?"

Alfred, Arthur, Ivan, Yao, and Francis all began arguing amongst themselves, rather loudly, of course. While they were yelling, Matthew took one look at them, then glanced at me, before striding over to sit where Alfred had been. He smiles shyly at me, so I grin back at the Canadian. "Hey guys!!" I yell above the yelling.
They all silence themselves and look at me. I direct a pointed finger towards Matthew, saying "Matte's staying guys. And if you don't leave now, you'll be late to school."

With a few grumbles they all filed out the door. "Well,dudes, we'll see ya when we get back!" Alfred called just before the front door shut behind them.

I jumped up to stand on the coffee table in front of Vladimir, Matthew, and the Nordics. "So again I ask, what are we doing today?"

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Sorry that it's so short. I cut out a part that isn't going to work with the plot, which included Zera referencing England's pirate days... XD

NEXT CHAPTER IS THE LONGEST I'VE EVER WRITTEN! PLEASE BE PATIENT!!