Gakuen Hetalia! ~Romance Edition~

Title: Gakuen Hetalia! ~Love Edition~
Author: TheLadyGrey + Frau's Bug
Rating: M
Anime: Hetalia! Axis Powers
Genre: Romance/Humour/Drama/AU
Summary: Its the summer of their youth. Two girls will find themselves. In the heat of their growth two boys will become two men. A tale of romance, humor, tragedy and...sex?! Gakuen Hetalia! Romance Edition.

Chapter VI: Longing


'E-Eh....she said that?' asked Feliciana worriedly, looking at Francis with slight pity. Mateline's could cut deep when they were meant.

He contemplated his answer for a moment before turning to look at her, smiling gently and patting her on the head. "It's fine. We adults can handle things like this no problem. You should get on to class, Feliciana."

'We don't have anymore classes Francis-nii-chan' answered Feliciana softly, leaning on Francis' desk, looking at him with a desperate pout. 'Tel me what's wroooooong, is it what she said? Did it hurt? That must make her important'

Francis tucked a strand of hair behind his ear and sighed. "Well, yes, I was a little hurt that she didn't want my gift. And that she thought... well, I suppose I deserve any mistrust that I receive."

'Why didn't you passionately pull her against yourself, I know you'd like to, and why didn't you tell her that those were for her?' Feliciana smiled a cute smile to Francis, sighing. 'I mean, you've never been embarrassed about things like that'

He laughed, resting his forehead in his hand. "How could you, of all people. say such a thing? You know better than anyone the disastrous results of stupid actions like those."

'What do you mean? Disastrous? Really Francis-nii-san, since when have you cared?' asked Feliciana, reaching a hand to pat the man on the head.

He glanced up. What a good question... since when had he cared? "Since Mateline, I suppose," he murmured, taking her hand and kissing its heel. "I think I understand. But I have many things to do before I progress the relationship between she and I in that direction."

Feliciana smiled and tilted her head to the right. 'Are they going to be right choices Francis?' she asked softly.

Francis smiled gently. "Is Mateline worth the effort?" he asked, knowing very well the answer.

'You must really think she's special. I'm happy Francis. It means you've grown up and that scars already healed' answered Feliciana giggling and straightening up. 'I'll let you go then. You have to tell me how things go'

He nodded, smiling slightly. "Go along," he nodded to the door. Once she'd left, Francis retrieved the cell phone from his pocket and dialed. "Seychelles? Ah, oui. We need to talk. Could you meet me later?"

'Francis? Ah, of course. I'm free now actually' answered Seychelles happily, fixing herself with a blush. Was Francis going to propose? They had been dating for a while now, so maybe he would. She excitedly told him she would meet him and hung up, trying to fix herself.


Francis made his way to the dark-skinned woman's classroom, playing a thousand conversations in his head. How was he going to tell her, now that he thought about it? I've decided to pursue one of our students, so out you go. ? He had far to much dignity for that (and absolutely no death wish) , so that option was out the window.

Francis rounded the corner, knocking thrice on her door. "Chelles?"

Seychelles peeked out and smiled widely, opening the door. She wore a classy looking white dress that accentuated her curves and her hair had been tied into a lovely side tail. 'Francis! You're here, come in! I was just preparing dinner' she said giggling and walking towards the kitchen.

Francis grimaced. Well, the hope that she'd caught on by the tone of his words and particular word order was shot. He grabbed for her wrist. "Chelles, I need to talk to you about something..."

'W-What?' Seychelles flushed at that. Was he planning to propose now?! Not by that look. In fact, Francis looked uneasy. 'W-What's the matter?' she asked softly.

Merde, Francis inwardly cursed, running his free hand through his hair. He was a professional when it came to breaking off a relationship with a woman (or a man for that matter), but he did truly care for Seychelles. Perhaps not as much as he once thought he had. So he offered her apologetic eyes. "You're going to loathe me, but perhaps it is better that way. Let's break it off."

'W-What?' Seychelles stared wide-eyed at Francis, looking lost. Did he...?

'F-Francis, why? I-I mean, I-I thought we were...good together' she felt her eyes tear up. 'Francis no, I can change...Please...is there someone else?' she begged him a little, feeling miserable.

Francis touched her face, brushing the tears away before they could reach her cheeks. "There is always someone else," he answered quietly, "but I'm so tired of frivolity. You mean so much to me, but I can't continue to lead us both on."

'But Francis, Why?' she grabbed his hand holding it, the tears spilling more as she stared up into his blue eyes. That's when she realized something. The Canadian with her pretty eyes, the girl who always made Francis smile. The lovely student who worked hard and didn't allow for Francis to derail other students attentions. The girl who Francis doted on without a need to.

'Its her...isn't it?' she asked softly.

"That would depend on the 'her'," he replied weakly, squeezing her wrist, and let it go. "Now I know a thing or two about women," Francis said, keeping his tone light, "and I never want you to think that it was something you lacked, or did, or said. It is all my fault. You are perfect." He brushed an errant strand of hair from her face and smiled. "You will find someone who is able to appreciate that in a way I cannot, oui?"

'That girl, Mateline, it's her, right? The way you look at her' murmured  Seychelles, letting out a little sob and pulling away from the French man to cover her face and turn her back to the other.

Francis reached out to touch her shoulder, but ultimately thought better of it and pulled back. "Oui," he answered softly.

'G-Get out, please' Seychelles pointed him away, not looking at the man and needing some time alone. She hurt, but not because of Francis or Mateline. No, it was the fact she had seen it for a while now, how she had let her hope get the best of her.

He nodded, though he knew she could not see him, and left the cozy little home he would lose familiarity with over time. Francis sighed.

One obstacle tackled. Now for something equally terrifying. He took out his phone again, scrolling down to Alfred's number and staring at it for a moment.

After a good minute's thought he laughed nervously and stuck the phone back in his pocket. "Tomorrow," he said, not so full of confidence.

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Alfred sneezed as he continued rocking into Alice with a groan. 'I-Iggy, you're so insatiable!' he moaned kissing the woman.

Alice gasped, gripping the headboard with her hands to steady herself, moving her body to the best of her ability to meet his. "Who's insatiable?" she hissed, clenching tightly around him rather than hitting him over the head. She slipped her tongue inside of his mouth and drew his own pink muscle out, sucking on it hungrily.

Alfred wanted to graon out 'Oh god, you' but his tongue was busy at the moment, and he continued to grind and slam into his wife with vigor, pulling away and panting. 'God, I'm so happy Mateline has her own dorm~'

Alice flushed and would have kicked him in the face had her enormous gut not made that impossible. "Don't talk about your sister while we're having sex, you sodding twat!" she ground out, tugging at his lower lip with her teeth.

'Don't complain' Alfred groaned as he felt Alice clench one more. 'You're grateful too, at least when we're having sex' Alfred spread the womans legs wider, nudging deeper into his lover.

She cried out, tossing her head back and arching up. Alice was rendered speechless (or rather, she wished he'd shut his damn mouth and continue to pound that God-given miracle in and out of her like he did so well) and regarded him through hazy, lustful eyes. "Aahn, Alfred--!"

The American aimed deeper, slamming haphazardly against Alice's womb, trying to make the woman clench deliciously on his cock, groaning as he began to loose his sight from the pleasure and reaching his hands to knead the English woman's sensitive breasts; rolling luscious and generous pink nipples between thumb and forefingers.

Alice let go of the headboard in favor of wrapping her arms around Alfred's shoulders, arching and clenching around him. "Mmn," she moaned, burying her head into the juncture of his neck and shoulder.

'Fuck, Iggy-- Soon!' moaned Alfred, leaning down kissing  the woman's forehead repeatedly, thrusting without mercy.

She whimpered, pitch rising and panted loudly, tears of pleasure dripping down her cheeks and onto his broad, tan shoulders.

'B-Baby....ah...baby' Alfred reached a hand down to play with Alice's clit, brushing his finger jerkily up and down the sensitive nub, slowing for a moment and just letting his head stay inside Alice, teasing her.

She cried out, shaking and trembling, the argumentative part of her mind blown when he started playing with her heat. "Nnyaalfred~!" she cried, suckling in his shoulder and rolling her hips pleadingly.

That felt so great, he continued teasing her clit, his nail scraping the nub abusively. 'Cum baby, I need you too' murmured Alfred, biting at Igiko's ear.

She keened, breathing hotly against his shoulder. "M-more," she crooned, thighs trembling. "Rub, nn rub faster..!"

Alfred sunk his cock in, rubbing her faster and pulling out slowly to the head, continuing to rub her clit harder and quicker, slipping inside again.

She came fast and hard, mouth open in a silent scream as tremors wracked her entire body, making it hard to keep her hold on him.

Alfred felt the woman's body swallow his cock as she came and he pulled out and slammed back in a few more times before grunting and cumming again deep inside his wife, panting an holding himself up with shaky arms.

She smothered his mouth with her own, but just for a moment in order to go back to breathing. Alice dropped back into the plush covers, sinking low and closing her eyes. Her chest rose and fell with her deep breaths and her arms slipped from his shoulders, brushing lightly across his chest.

Alfred lovingly leaned over Alice, kissing her forehead, her lips, her chin, down the valley between her breasts, and finally her stomach, kissing the swollen area with a tenderness only reserved for family and loved ones.

She slid her hands through his golden hair, sighing. "I think he was trying to sleep," she murmured with a tiny smile creeping on her flushed face. "You woke him up."

'Oh? Who was it that started teasing me?' asking Alfred softly, giving his wife a big dopey grin.

She would have rolled her eyes had she not been so pleasantly exhausted. "Anything is teasing to you. I could be chopping onions and you'd call me a tease."

'I can't help it Iggy~! you're so sexy!' whispered Alfred turning off their bedroom light, kissing the side of her temple, lovingly wrapping his arms around the woman. 'So sexy!'

'I can't help it Iggy~! you're so sexy!' whispered Alfred turning off their bedroom light, kissing the side of her temple, lovingly wrapping his arms around the woman. 'So sexy!'

'Snoooooore~' Alfred seemed to have fallen asleep during Alice's talk, but his hold tightened on the woman lovingly.

Alice untangled her fingers from Alfred's the moment they set foot into the school as the rules dictated, greeting a few of her students as they passed. "Don't do anything that'll get you detention, Ms. Vargas, Mr. Carriedo," she warned the two, one who seemed to be getting closer and closer to getting into a fight, the other looking like he very much wanted to do some major cuddling.

Rovina crossed her arms, kicking the Spanish male's ankle, before greeting Alfred and Alice with a polite bow. 'Sorry mam, Stupid Antonio is always doing stupid things like touching me!' she answered back with a slight pout.

Alfred grinned and heavily laid his hand on her head, ruffling her hair. 'I remember Iggy used to be just like you' he laughed and looked at Antonio, giving him a thumbs up. 'Wait until marriage night, it'll be a blast!'

Alice turned red, punching Alfred in the shoulder. "You haven't changed, either," she hissed, "you're still. an idiot! And don't say inappropriate things in front of the students, Mr. Jones!"

'Eeeh? Iggy don't be angry, they are almost 18 already, it's not that big a deal' answered Alfred, scratching at his blond hair grinning at his wife. 'Alfredo~' called out the sweet happy voice of Feliciana, which signaled that an equally pretty Canadian was following her.

'Mattie!' he said, before gazing at his sister with wide eyes. Mateline blushed and looked down, her normally wavy blond hair done up into thick 'french' curls, and her dress closely resembling that or Mary Antonietta, had dresses been allowed to go so high as to show off ankles. Her dress reached her knees and white lacy stockings lead to lovely glittering heals. 'Ma-Mattie~<3' Alfred felt himself blush pulling his sister against himself and looking at her with wide eyes. 'B-Big Brother~<3' Mateline blushed more and looked at her brother with her own wide amethyst eyes.

Alice smiled, folding her hands over her round belly. "You look lovely, Mateline." She turned to Feliciana. "Good morning, Ms. Vargas."

'Lady Alicia~' sang out Feliciana, airily greeting her teacher with a kiss to each cheek and then her belly. Mateline blushed as her brother held her close and kissed her forehead softly. 'Ah, Ma-Mattie, what's with this. Big brother is worried' murmured Alfred, his voice just a bit deeper. Mateline flushed prettily and hid her face into Alfred's broad chest.

'T-The Turkish boy, Sadiq from theater told me I should wear this today. So that everyone can see how pretty I am, before the dance and I can have my pick of whom I would take. He's very nice.' she answered softly.

Alice cringed. "Oh yes, Adnan. Troublemaker. I've had him for detention more days than you two can count on all of your phalanges. Doubled."

'Vee~ What are phalanges again~?' asked Feliciana, tilting her head. 'Oh, a trouble maker?' asked Alfred, getting a dangerous look. 'Big brother, he's really nice, he just gets angry at the Grecian boy, Heracles'

Feliciana nodded giggling. 'He really is. Kiku says that Sadiq and Heracles sexual tension is 'moe' and that he wants pictures.' Alfred sighed rubbing his face and smiled petting Mateline. 'Smart baby....'moe'...I've heard that before. That's perverted stuff ain't it?' he asked grinning. Mateline looked happy that her brother had accepted another friend, spotting Im Soo. 'Ah, hello!' she called out smiling at the Korean boy, having fixed things with the other after Turkey almost killed him.

"GAAAAAAAAH!!' Alfred cried out feeling violated and looking at Im Soo from behind Mateline who merely shook her head. 'Im Soo, how is that list going?' she asked smiling at the other, Feliciana happily hugged the Korean male, giving him a kiss on both cheeks.

'Hey! Those are |mine|!' complained Alfred jealously. Feliciana looked pityingly at Alice, while Mateline eased Im Soo's hands off his big-sisters breast. 'I'm very happy for you' she answered smiling at the boy, spotting Gilbert and Ludwig. 'Hello!'

Alice twitched, speechless for a long moment. And then silently, she grabbed Im Soo by the ear and dragged him off to a very scary failed experiment closet. Ludwig nodded toward Feliciana and considered mentioning the anti PDA rules to Mateline and Alfred, but decided it wasn't worth the effort. "Good morning."

'Good Morning Ludovigo~' sand out Feliciana, standing on her tippy toes, trying to kiss the German male happily. Gilbert grinned waving at Alfred and Mateline who greeted him with identical grins.

Ludwig leaned down to help her out, his cheeks a faint pink. "Did you... do your homework?" he asked, bailing out of his 'did you sleep well?' at the last moment, far too embarrassed.

'Uh-huh~' pecking Ludwig, Feliciana allowed herself to giggle and cover her lips shyly. 'Did Ludovigo do anything interesting~?' she asked cutely, watching the taller one with large doe eyes.

The German cleared his throat, straightening. "Nothing particularly. I don't consider Gilbert waking me up in the middle of the night to douse me in sprayable cheese interesting."

'Gilbo! Stop bothering Ludovigo at night!' complained Feliciana, slapping Gilbert's shoulder, making the albino pout. 'Great, not Feli-chan will hate me!' he cried out tackling Ludwig. 'Make me feel better by giving me a kiss!'

Ludwig stumbled a little, frowning at his brother. "I refuse." He tried to shake the elder off. Judging from the previous time, he didn't have anyone in this crowd who would help him with this crisis, he attempted to move on down to the student council office.

'Why won't you love me?!' just then Gilbert spotted the most sexiest teacher he'd ever seen.

Professor Fritz smiled. "Good morning, Gilbert. Are you having fun playing with your brother?" Ludwig cringed.

Gilbert blushed, immediately letting go of Ludwig to shuffle in front of his crush(though when did this happen, not many knew) and tugged at a lock of his own white hair looking at Fritz. 'Y-Yeah...isn't my little bro cute?' he asked shaking with excitement like he always did around the man.

Fritz smiled kindly, nodding. He looked at Ludwig for a moment. "I apologize for interrupting. I was just going to organize some files in the library."

'I'll help!' answered Gilbert eagerly, looking at Ludwig with wide excited eyes and flushed cheeks. 'Ludwig's just cute on the outside, he's a really boring guy and doesn't want to give me kisses like he does with Feliciana'

Fritz bid Ludwig adieu and started the long trek to the library. "That's not a very nice thing to say about the brother you love so dearly. But I'm sorry about your kisses."

'Its fine. Ludwig says a lot of things about me to. I don't really care, and honestly, he's used to me. It's just sad he doesn't want to kiss me anymore like when he was little' Gilbert sighed following Fritz, feeling his heart pound in his chest. Being so close to Fritz felt so...so...dreamy~!!

Fritz smiled consolingly, shifting the stack of books to one arm and patting Gilbert's shoulder. "I'm sure he still loves you, he just has trouble expressing it as a man.

Gilbert reached over, taking the books out from Fritz arms carrying them with ease. 'Y-Yeah well...I mean, He's not as old as you--' Gilbert bit his lip before stammering out 'N-Not that I'm saying your old, or anything, you-you're perfectly fine, the age you are....that is--' feeling pretty stupid with himself.

Professor Fritz laughed, patting Gilbert's soft silver spikes. "I understand. And I'm quite aware of my age, Vogelchen."

'I-I...you know, I have a pretty big mouth, ignore half the things I say!'

Fritz smiled kindly, opening the door to the library when they arrived. He leaned in closer so Gilbert could hear his hushed tone. "I think of it as honesty."

Gilbert's cheeks flushed a heavy red and he dreamily stared after the silver haired professor, following the man quietly. Whenever he was around the older man, he felt light-headed and just...stupidly girly. Fritz was nice to him though; and he could stand the Albino male's obnoxious attitude. 'So cool' he murmured to himself.

"What was that?" Fritz asked pleasantly, turning into the history aisle M-P, scouring out areas to place the books.

'No-Nothing' answered Gilbert, quietly placing the books where Fritz told him too, flexing his arms once all the books were back in place. 'So...uhm..I've never been to this part of the library' answered Gilbert honestly, looking at all the fancy and old looking history books.

Fritz tutted, head up toward the top shelf for research material. "That's such a shame. History is fascinating; so many amazing things that have happened that have been recorded for us and all of our future generations to learn about, all of the amazing people... But perhaps I'm just living in the past," he chuckled, reaching for a large, dusty tome.

'N-No, I-I think it's pretty awesome. You know, how you like history.' Gilbert grabbed a thick red book, opening it up and quickly dropping it on his foot with a hiss. 'Auch!'

Fritz crouched down, lifting the book easily, glancing at Gilbert with concern. "Are you all right?"

'I-Isn't a book like that not allowed in school?' stammered out Gilbert, face red and eyes wide. 'I-It's about homosexuality in the world of war...i-isn't that' the Albino looked around nervously, not able to meet the man's gaze.

Fritz gave him a worried look. "It's allowed, it's documented research, but that's not important. This thing is almost two thousand pages long, Gilbert, and it's hardback. Your foot..."

'Ahahaha' Gilbert felt REALLY stupid at the moment, shaking his head. 'I'm too awesome to feel pain' he answered turning his back to Fritz, trying to cool down.

Fritz watched him suspiciously for a moment. "... If you're sure... What's wrong, Gilbert?" He touched the albino's shoulder gingerly.

'A-Ah! Nothing, I was just...shocked by that' he pointed  to the book, jumping when Fritz touched his shoulder. 'I mean...it's not that I find it weird, uhm, but...a book on specifically just that...?'

'Not the fact that you know about it. Just...I...uhm...' Gilbert's cheeks were still pink but he cleared his throat, taking the book back into his own hold and looking at it again. 'So...uhm...you've read it...before' he said opening the book, finding an old Victorian painting of an older gentleman caressing what appeared to be a young stable-hand boy.

Fritz smiled brightly. "Indeed! It appeals not only to the knowledge-hungry side of me, but also to my sentiments. It's like a thousand love stories all compiled into one historical text. There's betrayal, politics, life, death, happiness and passion so painstakingly incripted into this book, and so many like it." He sighed.

'Wow...you're really into it' mumbled Gilbert, already a little intrigued by the text. He blushed a little as even on the first story it got explicit. 'I'll check this out' he mumbled  tucking the book into his arm, looking up at Fritz looking at him silently. 'So, uhm, what now?'

Fritz pouted. "Well, now that you've taken my light reading, I suppose I'll have to keep looking," he teased, wandering off to peruse the selection.

'E-Eh, you wanted to check this out, h-here' Gilbert stumbled after the man, with no grace to his normally carry walk of confidence. 'Here, it-it's not like I need to read it' he mumbled following after the man like a puppy.

Fritz laughed quietly, shaking his head as they traveled deeper into the long-forgotten history section. "I was only kidding," he said. "It makes me very happy to see a student with a desire for knowledge. Besides, I've read it twice. It's time for someone else to give it a good read."

'Ah...' Gilbert bit his lower lip, wondering about the older mans personal life. 'Have you had sex?' he asked smacking his own face. Damn, how stupid!

Fritz stumbled at the out of the blue question, catching himself on a bookshelf. He turned to Gilbert, cheeks a little pink. "I have, yes..."

'With women?' asked Gilbert, peeking through his fingers, his own cheeks red.

"Well yes, Gilbert." Fritz looked over the books on the shelf. "Why?"

'And men?' he asked this one more quietly, uncovering his face and clearing his throat. 'I mean, it's just....well I don't know much about you. It's just weird to know you're....you know, human like that. With sex that is' muttered Gilbert lamely, wanting to say 'Because I want you to have sex with me' instead.

He looked back at Gilbert, puzzled. "It's weird that I've... had sex like a human?" he asked, trying to keep the humor out of his voice.

Gilbert shrugged desperately. 'You've always been this omnipotent being to me. Like...those angels they speak about. Just, you're there and that's all I've really thought of you.'

"Oh Gilbert," he said, softening. "You're so sweet. I can't imagine why you have detentions backed up for the next month and a half."

'Ahahaha, that's probably cause I have you fooled with my awesomeness' Gilbert shrugged a little looking hopeless. 'I...ain't honestly that sweet at all. I'm really selfish. You can ask Lud'

Fritz shook his head, poking Gilbert's chest and regarding him firmly. "I believe you to be a very confident young man who loves his brother and has a fondness for small animals. You may be selfish, but chicks don't mind, and neither do I." A sly smile bloomed on his lips. "And your interest in history has boosted my affection for you."

So he had Fritz's affections? Gilbert's whole face lip up red, and he shook again from excitement, eyes wide and looking at Fritz like he did at all cute things. Like his chicks, and Ludwig, and oh God Fritz was topping them all right now.

The older gentleman smiled, turning back to the bookshelf and pulling at a random text.

'You uh...never asked my other question' Gilbert recalled now. 'I asked if you have had sex with men?'

"Did you?" Fritz leafed through the book. "I haven't, no. I haven't really stepped out into any relationship since my late wife passed on."

'No way, she's pretty lucky' murmured Gilbert wide eyed. 'I mean, to have a man like you, and for you to stay single even after she's passed. That's pretty noble' and probably meant the man was not interested in anyone, especially not male. Gilbert's shoulder slumped a bit and he clutched the tome he was going to check out.

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