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( note to the readers, this is my first fanfic, so if it’s not great, do not express your hate in the comments section, this story contain boyXboy romance, this story is going to be more than one part, so be patient. The story will get interesting after this. Thanks Btw, this will contain lots of swears.)

Student Romano X Male Student Reader.

“Wake up (y/n), it’s time for you to get up for school,” your mother yelled as she banged her fist onto your poor defenseless door. You of course, being the lazy son of a tomato you are, did not move, not wanting to be woken up from your blissful sleep.

“Come on (y/n), get up!!! You don’t want to be late for your first day at a new school” your mother yells again. You rolled over on your comfy bed. You just did not want to get up, you did not want to leave from under the warmth of your (Fave color) blanket. ‘Geez, why does she have to wake me up now, can’t she just let me remain in my dream paradise were I’m accepted for who I am’ you thought as she kept banging her fist against the door.

“Get up, You don’t want me to pour a bucket of cold water over your head again,” she yelled. At the sound of that and her walking down stairs to retrieve said bucket of ice cold water, you jumped out of bed. Not just the normal get up and moving, you literally rushed out of that warmth bestowing bed.

You did not want her to pour ice water on you again. The last time she did that, you could not feel your whole body for at least half of the day. Oh hell, the thought of that made you think of when your dad does that. He does not us ice cold water like you mother does, he actually uses a block of ice. The last time he did that you swore you were left with one of those cartooney lumps on your head for a few days

But enough of that, when you got up finally, you walked over to your closet, in search for clothes. ‘what to choose from’ you though as you shuffled through all of your clothes

You finally found relatively clean (fave color) polo shirt and a pair of blue denim skinny jeans. You were ready

As soon as you finished getting your clothes on, you heard a sudden bang from your door. Confused by the sudden sound of your door being banged open, you turned around, but before you can see the person who banged your door open, you were showered with ice cold water

“What the F#ck”, you yelled at the top of your lungs as ice cold water rushed down your shocked body.

When you opened your eyes, you finally saw the person who did this to you, it was you mother.

“Opps, sorry honey, I’ll find you some clean clothes for you to change into, also watch your mouth, you don’t want me to reintroduce the swear jar”, your mother gave you one of her cutesy apology faces and then walked to your closet.

You, pissed as hell from getting doused in ice cold water, walked to your bathroom to locate a towel. You got up so that you not be doused in water, and you still got it done to you.

You closed the bathroom door and found a towel. You the dried your (h/l), (h/c) hair to make sure you don’t have a dripping wet head.

You also had to strip yourself of your wet clothes, so much for looking nice today.

“Honey, your clothes are outside on your bed when you get out, now hurry up and get dried off and get ready for school”, your mother yelled as she left your room to return down stairs.

“Ugh, did she really have to be happy, peppy, cheerful all the damn time” you groaned as you left your bathroom to but on the clothes your mother got out for you.
“Oh hell no”, you muttered to yourself as you saw an ugly pumpkin orange t-shirt (sorry if you like the color pumpkin orange) that said ‘I am a ladies man’ on it with a pair of baggy jeans.

“Seriously, she had to pick this out of all the other clothes I have”, you muttered to yourself as you changed into those ugly clothes.

You went downstairs to eat something before your dad was supposed to drive you to school. When you got down there, you look at the dining table to see (your favorite breakfast) and a plain sheet of notebook paper.

‘Strange, dads always sits at the table to greet me in the morning’ you thought as you walked over to the table. You picked up the piece of paper and read it. It read ‘have a great first day at your new school champ, sorry I could not be here to drive you, I’m sure Emily will be glad to drive you, I know that the big move messed you up, but this new schools going to be great, now put your game face on a score a date with a pretty girl –Dad’

“Those bloody idiot don’t even know the half of it”, you muttered to yourself as ate your breakfast.

It was true that the move from the UK to America was tough on you, you did not even get so say goodbye to your friends, and well at least they all have Skype

As soon as you ate your breakfast, you were shocked by the sudden sound of your sister Emily running down the stairs to you. You had no time to run away as she hug tackled you to the ground.

“(f/n), I can’t believe you are going to high school in America now”, she said as she hugged you tighter.

Your sister had already graduated both high school and college and decided to say with the family.

“Em…can’t…..breathe”, you whimpered as you felt as the air escaped you lungs. She finally let go of you. You were thankful for that because it meant you can breathe again

“Come on little lad, lets gets ready so i can take you to school”, Emily yelled as she started dragging you out the door. “But my backpack,” you yelled as she dragged you. “Don’t worry lad, your stuff already in my car so no need to worry you little knoggin off”, she replied. Well at least you had your shoes on, that’s a start.

Once you guys got to her car, she threw you (literally) into the passengers seat as jumped into the front seat. Your sister can be dangerous sometimes.

“So, you ready to go my little lad”, she said as started the car up. “I guess”, you mumbled. She then started the car up and stated to drive

(Welcome to the land of time skips, brought to you by Chibi-Italy)

You finally arrived at school. The car rid there was … awkward. Your sister asked you why you were wearing that shirt your mom picked out for you. You then had to explain to her the whole story of what happened up until you saw her. It was indeed torture, makes you wish to move away from your family asap.

“Have a good day at school my little lad, oh and make sure that shirt happens” she giggled, “okay sis”, you said, annoyed. You hopped out the car and your sis drove off.

You looked at the school, and all you can think of is ‘DAMN, it huge’. The place was ginormous, not like the school’s back home. This place has caked in white building and sky hallways linking all the building. Apparently the place is called ‘Hetalia Academy’ as the sigh said out front. The place looked new, judging by how nice the place looks, ha, there’s even flower bushes out front. All I can say is this place is way nicer than your old school.

You then walk into a building that has office plastered onto the front of it. You had to go there to retrieve your schedule because your sister forgot to give it to you before she drove off. She can be forgetful most day.

As you walk in, you see all the staff, and surprise, they don’t smoke every second of every day like the staff at your old school. You walk up to the front desk to see a stack of schedules and no one there. ‘Wow, how convenient, I can probably look through these and steal mines’ you thought as you rummaged through the unattended schedules. You were left dumbfounbded. The names on theses schedules were very similar to the ones of the kids back your old school. But, you started to think this school was like an exact opposite to your old school, like the people here are doppelgangers to the old back in Britain. But you brush that fact off and continue until you find the one with your name on it. What, you were used to stealing, and since it’s your last year in high school, you just did not give a damn.

When you finished getting your schedule, you walk outside to the courtyard. Your suspensions were proved true, everyone looked the very similar to the kids back home. These people did not fight and try to kill one another (what, you went to school with the 2ps back in Britain), these people talked and enjoyed each others company. You could get used to this.

Your thoughts were interrupted as the bell rang and everyone left. You pulled out your schedule to see that you have trig rm409 first, apparently today was the first day for everyone else to, so it was a true first day for ya.

You started to make your way to the room on your schedule, but as you walked, you lost your train of thought, and focus. Not looking were you were going, you ran into somebody, hard. Causing both of you poor souls to land on your asses (what author-Chan loves to curse also).

“What the hell you bastard”, you heard a person with an Italian accent yell at you. You look up to see that it was a boy with charming brown hair, with a strange curl coming from the top of his head. He also had rich honey brown eyes that’s it glow can puts the sun to shame.His skin had a slight tan looked to it. He was wearing an ‘I <3 tomato’s’ shirt and a pair of skinny jeans.

As soon as you laid eyes on the boy, your heartbeat started to race, but your thoughts were interrupted with another string of curses.

“What you looking at bastard”, you heard him say. You finally got up, getting a preview of his size, he was a little shorter than you, which this kind of made your face turn tomato red.

“Sorry, my bad, my name is (y/n), nice to meet you”, you apologized.

“you are lucky I’m in good mood today, I’ll forgive you (y/n) bastard, I’m Lovino, nice to meet you to, now out my way, I got to get to trig”, he replied, shoving you out of the way. As he left, you noticed a slight blush one his face.

He was not the only one with a blush on his face it seemed, your face was redder then a tomato as well.

Apparently both your thought were connected to, because both of you thought, ‘oh my god, why am I blushing because of a guy, this is weird’. This will explain why Lovino ran away from you.

‘what the hell, am I crazy, or am I starting to fall for this dude’ crossed your mind, this is impossible, you were supposed to go for the ladies like your pops said, but with this encounter, you are starting to question that.

-to be continued

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( note to the readers, this is my first fanfic, so if it’s not great, do not express your hate in the comments section, this story contain boyXboy romance, this story is going to be more than one part, so be patient. The story will get interesting after this. Thanks Btw, this will contain lots of swears.)

Student Romano X Male Student Reader.

“Wake up (y/n), it’s time for you to get up for school,” your mother yelled as she banged her fist onto your poor defenseless door. You of course, being the lazy son of a tomato you are, did not move, not wanting to be woken up from your blissful sleep.

“Come on (y/n), get up!!! You don’t want to be late for your first day at a new school” your mother yells again. You rolled over on your comfy bed. You just did not want to get up, you did not want to leave from under the warmth of your (Fave color) blanket. ‘Geez, why does she have to wake me up now, can’t she just let me remain in my dream paradise were I’m accepted for who I am’ you thought as she kept banging her fist against the door.

“Get up, You don’t want me to pour a bucket of cold water over your head again,” she yelled. At the sound of that and her walking down stairs to retrieve said bucket of ice cold water, you jumped out of bed. Not just the normal get up and moving, you literally rushed out of that warmth bestowing bed.

You did not want her to pour ice water on you again. The last time she did that, you could not feel your whole body for at least half of the day. Oh hell, the thought of that made you think of when your dad does that. He does not us ice cold water like you mother does, he actually uses a block of ice. The last time he did that you swore you were left with one of those cartooney lumps on your head for a few days

But enough of that, when you got up finally, you walked over to your closet, in search for clothes. ‘what to choose from’ you though as you shuffled through all of your clothes

You finally found relatively clean (fave color) polo shirt and a pair of blue denim skinny jeans. You were ready

As soon as you finished getting your clothes on, you heard a sudden bang from your door. Confused by the sudden sound of your door being banged open, you turned around, but before you can see the person who banged your door open, you were showered with ice cold water

“What the F#ck”, you yelled at the top of your lungs as ice cold water rushed down your shocked body.

When you opened your eyes, you finally saw the person who did this to you, it was you mother.

“Opps, sorry honey, I’ll find you some clean clothes for you to change into, also watch your mouth, you don’t want me to reintroduce the swear jar”, your mother gave you one of her cutesy apology faces and then walked to your closet.

You, pissed as hell from getting doused in ice cold water, walked to your bathroom to locate a towel. You got up so that you not be doused in water, and you still got it done to you.

You closed the bathroom door and found a towel. You the dried your (h/l), (h/c) hair to make sure you don’t have a dripping wet head.

You also had to strip yourself of your wet clothes, so much for looking nice today.

“Honey, your clothes are outside on your bed when you get out, now hurry up and get dried off and get ready for school”, your mother yelled as she left your room to return down stairs.

“Ugh, did she really have to be happy, peppy, cheerful all the damn time” you groaned as you left your bathroom to but on the clothes your mother got out for you.
“Oh hell no”, you muttered to yourself as you saw an ugly pumpkin orange t-shirt (sorry if you like the color pumpkin orange) that said ‘I am a ladies man’ on it with a pair of baggy jeans.

“Seriously, she had to pick this out of all the other clothes I have”, you muttered to yourself as you changed into those ugly clothes.

You went downstairs to eat something before your dad was supposed to drive you to school. When you got down there, you look at the dining table to see (your favorite breakfast) and a plain sheet of notebook paper.

‘Strange, dads always sits at the table to greet me in the morning’ you thought as you walked over to the table. You picked up the piece of paper and read it. It read ‘have a great first day at your new school champ, sorry I could not be here to drive you, I’m sure Emily will be glad to drive you, I know that the big move messed you up, but this new schools going to be great, now put your game face on a score a date with a pretty girl –Dad’

“Those bloody idiot don’t even know the half of it”, you muttered to yourself as ate your breakfast.

It was true that the move from the UK to America was tough on you, you did not even get so say goodbye to your friends, and well at least they all have Skype

As soon as you ate your breakfast, you were shocked by the sudden sound of your sister Emily running down the stairs to you. You had no time to run away as she hug tackled you to the ground.

“(f/n), I can’t believe you are going to high school in America now”, she said as she hugged you tighter.

Your sister had already graduated both high school and college and decided to say with the family.

“Em…can’t…..breathe”, you whimpered as you felt as the air escaped you lungs. She finally let go of you. You were thankful for that because it meant you can breathe again

“Come on little lad, lets gets ready so i can take you to school”, Emily yelled as she started dragging you out the door. “But my backpack,” you yelled as she dragged you. “Don’t worry lad, your stuff already in my car so no need to worry you little knoggin off”, she replied. Well at least you had your shoes on, that’s a start.

Once you guys got to her car, she threw you (literally) into the passengers seat as jumped into the front seat. Your sister can be dangerous sometimes.

“So, you ready to go my little lad”, she said as started the car up. “I guess”, you mumbled. She then started the car up and stated to drive

(Welcome to the land of time skips, brought to you by Chibi-Italy)

You finally arrived at school. The car rid there was … awkward. Your sister asked you why you were wearing that shirt your mom picked out for you. You then had to explain to her the whole story of what happened up until you saw her. It was indeed torture, makes you wish to move away from your family asap.

“Have a good day at school my little lad, oh and make sure that shirt happens” she giggled, “okay sis”, you said, annoyed. You hopped out the car and your sis drove off.

You looked at the school, and all you can think of is ‘DAMN, it huge’. The place was ginormous, not like the school’s back home. This place has caked in white building and sky hallways linking all the building. Apparently the place is called ‘Hetalia Academy’ as the sigh said out front. The place looked new, judging by how nice the place looks, ha, there’s even flower bushes out front. All I can say is this place is way nicer than your old school.

You then walk into a building that has office plastered onto the front of it. You had to go there to retrieve your schedule because your sister forgot to give it to you before she drove off. She can be forgetful most day.

As you walk in, you see all the staff, and surprise, they don’t smoke every second of every day like the staff at your old school. You walk up to the front desk to see a stack of schedules and no one there. ‘Wow, how convenient, I can probably look through these and steal mines’ you thought as you rummaged through the unattended schedules. You were left dumbfounbded. The names on theses schedules were very similar to the ones of the kids back your old school. But, you started to think this school was like an exact opposite to your old school, like the people here are doppelgangers to the old back in Britain. But you brush that fact off and continue until you find the one with your name on it. What, you were used to stealing, and since it’s your last year in high school, you just did not give a damn.

When you finished getting your schedule, you walk outside to the courtyard. Your suspensions were proved true, everyone looked the very similar to the kids back home. These people did not fight and try to kill one another (what, you went to school with the 2ps back in Britain), these people talked and enjoyed each others company. You could get used to this.

Your thoughts were interrupted as the bell rang and everyone left. You pulled out your schedule to see that you have trig rm409 first, apparently today was the first day for everyone else to, so it was a true first day for ya.

You started to make your way to the room on your schedule, but as you walked, you lost your train of thought, and focus. Not looking were you were going, you ran into somebody, hard. Causing both of you poor souls to land on your asses (what author-Chan loves to curse also).

“What the hell you bastard”, you heard a person with an Italian accent yell at you. You look up to see that it was a boy with charming brown hair, with a strange curl coming from the top of his head. He also had rich honey brown eyes that’s it glow can puts the sun to shame.His skin had a slight tan looked to it. He was wearing an ‘I <3 tomato’s’ shirt and a pair of skinny jeans.

As soon as you laid eyes on the boy, your heartbeat started to race, but your thoughts were interrupted with another string of curses.

“What you looking at bastard”, you heard him say. You finally got up, getting a preview of his size, he was a little shorter than you, which this kind of made your face turn tomato red.

“Sorry, my bad, my name is (y/n), nice to meet you”, you apologized.

“you are lucky I’m in good mood today, I’ll forgive you (y/n) bastard, I’m Lovino, nice to meet you to, now out my way, I got to get to trig”, he replied, shoving you out of the way. As he left, you noticed a slight blush one his face.

He was not the only one with a blush on his face it seemed, your face was redder then a tomato as well.

Apparently both your thought were connected to, because both of you thought, ‘oh my god, why am I blushing because of a guy, this is weird’. This will explain why Lovino ran away from you.

‘what the hell, am I crazy, or am I starting to fall for this dude’ crossed your mind, this is impossible, you were supposed to go for the ladies like your pops said, but with this encounter, you are starting to question that.

-to be continued