Hetalia love affairs (Gay)

Chapter 2

~the next day~

I entered the school building and was headed for my first class of the day. I walked by several rooms but then I came to the one marked blank. I stopped and stared into the room. It was empty right now but I could see flashes of what happened there yesterday. I shook it off as I entered the classroom and sat down in a seat, which was connected to a another table and seat, way in the back. I didn't like much attention sometimes. I began taking notes from what the teacher was saying when I heard someone cough. I looked at the seat right beside me, odd that I didn't notice him before, and there sat Russia. My face heated up as he looked and smiled slightly at me. I turned back to my notes and began writing more down. A little piece of paper was then thrown to me I looked up to see who threw it. A guy with blonde wavy hair and blue eyes looked in my direction and when he saw me look back he sent me a blow kiss. I blushed a little and then opened the note. I read:

bonjour mon ami. I've been admiring you from afar for a while and I see you are alone most of the time. If you want someone to talk to I'm most likely in room 204 (aka the gourmet club) or room 107 (aka the bad touch trio club). Just letting you now that if you would need me. Avec amour (with love) France~ ♡

Does this guy like me or is he always like this? I wonder. I look beside me and saw that Russia had been reading my letter. He seemed quite annoyed and kinda angry. He then looked back at his own book and continued doing what he was doing before. Out of curiosity I looked at his book and saw he wasn't taking notes like the teacher had told us to do. He was drawing sketches of sunflowers and writing something in russian.

Я люблю Америкa. Was written in several places in his notebook.

"What does that mean?" I whispered to Russia. He looked up at me and was blushing slightly

"I-I'll tell you later, da?" He replied

"Okay"

~End of class~

I gathered my things and put in my schoolbag. I felt a precence behind me so I straightend up and looked behind me. I saw the guy with blonde wavy hair and blue eyes which was called France I guess

"Bonjour I am France" he said as he reached for my hand and shook it.

"I'm America" I replied. He let go of my hand.

"Do you mabye vant to check out my club?" He asked and smirked

"Sure. I don't see any harm in that" I replied. He took my hand and jogged with me to room 107. The bad touch trio club if I remember correctly. We entered the room and there sat two other guys at a table. One had brown hair and green eyes, looked kinda hispanic. The other was an albino, light skin, grey silver hair and crimson red eyes. I walked to them and interduced myself.

"Hello, I am America"

"Hola, I'm Spain but my friends call me Antonio or toni" said the hispanic one and smiled sweetly

"I am zhe avezome Prussia!! And zhis is my avezome pet Gilbird!" He said with a crooked grin and pointed at a bird on his head. I nodded and smiled awkwardly.

"So this is the bad touch trio?" I asked and looked around the room.

"Oui. We often go under that name"

"The bad touch trio" I mimiced "that's a nice name" I said and then turned to France "but why did you ask me to come here?"

"Beacuse it seemed like you could use some friends" he replied with a smile. I smiled back

"Oh! I have to go to class" Spain said and rushed out the door

"Oh non! Me too" France said and then dissapeard through the exit. I just stood there.

"Kesesesese~ I don't have anymoze classes today" said the Prussia guy smuggly as he put his feet up on the table. What a weird laugh that guy has. I didn't know what to do because that Prussia seemed very judgemental and I didn't want to make an ass of myself. He then looked up at me. "Jou can sit down if jou vant" he pointed at the seat next to him

"Thank you" I walked to the seat and sat down.

"So... are you German?" I asked curiously

"Ja. I am just zhat avezome"

"You sound very awesome too" I said and smiled but then realized what I just said. I just told someone he sounds awesome. Isn't that kinda weird? I looked at Prussia who seemed kinda awkward but then he grinned slightly.

"So jou zhink I sound avezome?" He asked and moved a bit closer to me

"Y-yeah" I stuttured and looked down to try to avoid eye contact. He then lifted my head up by cupping my chin.

"I am also an avezome kisser" he said and pressed his soft lips against mine. My eyes widened in shock. Prussia then forced his tounge into my mouth roughly and our tounges collided. We fought for dominence with our tounges but he quickly won and explored every inch of my mouth. After almost three minuets he broke the kiss but there was still a line of saliva between our mouths. I gasped for air as he just smirked. He then licked my cheek and left a line of saliva from my cheek to my neck. Prussia began kissing on the soft spot on my neck. But after only a few seconds he flinched and jumped backwards.

"Vhy does jour neck taste like vodka?" He asked suspiciously

"Because IIII......"

"You made out with Russia didn't jou!!!!" He almost shouted and smirked "oh mein gott, did jou mabye have sex vith him?" Prussia then askef suggestivly

"W-what! N-no of course not! Why would you e-even ask that?" I managed to stutter out but I could feel my face heat up.

"Oh. Mein. Gott. Jou did!!!! Jou totally did!!!" He shrieked and grinned such a crooked smile it wasn't normal.

"Ok I did" I gave up. This guy seemed to have found out. Obviously. "But please don't tell anyone!!!" I pleaded

"I won't. But only if jou..."

"If I what?"

"Suck. Mein. Dick" he smirked seductivly. My eyes widened