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Hetalia Host Club Episode 1 Part 1

Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Hetalia Gauken Academy. The Hetalia Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Gauken Academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful.

"Starting today, you are a Host!" Part 1



Since Gauken Academy was a school only for the richest of students, it would be hard to believe that an "average Joe" person attended this fancy academy. She went by the name of ______ Łukasiewicz. ______ was a very smart and bright young lady. She aced every test and homework assignment with flying colors. She even insisted on doing all of the enrollment papers on her own without anyone’s help. Her cross-dressing father, Feliks Łukasiewicz saw much potential in her and was completely swept away with happiness when he found out that his little girl made it into such an elite school. _______ saw it as just another regular school.

______ sat by herself in one of the school's many libraries, narrowing her (e/c) eyes down at one of the books. It wasn't that the book was hard to understand, it was the constant chit-chat going on around her. She let out a content sigh. This is the fourth library I’ve been in, thought ______, scratching the top of her head with irritation. There has to be a place I can study in peace.

She gathered up her belongings and quickly left the noisy room, a paper slipping out of her binder here and there. _______’s short (h/c) hair bounced lightly as she made her way down the hallway. She tucked a strand behind her ear and adjusted her thick-rimmed glasses. The young girl could be easily mistaken for a boy, for she looked, dressed, and acted like one of the male species. Her hair was choppily cut and she wore glasses that hid her beautiful (e/c) eyes. Her eyes are what would give her away, since they were big and very "girly". Since she wanted to be more like a boy, _____ wore plain grey trousers and a brown V-neck sweater as her school uniform. She was too poor to afford one of the expensive uniforms that almost every student wore. Almost is better than all, right?

“Music Room 3?”  ______ read out loud to herself, as she looked up at the sign hanging above a set of double doors. She had heard people saying that this particularly room was no longer being used, for there was no need for another music room. A satisfied grin crawled onto her lips, thinking this place would be a perfect place to study.

______ grabbed the golden handle and pulled it down, pushing the door inward. ______ finally thought she had time to herself, until a bright flash of light appeared before her, nearly blinding her, and rose petals flew everywhere. Her mouth opened to speak, but was cut off.

"Welcome, guest!" a chiming of probably around six people said. Your mouth dropped open when you saw six young men before you, all bestowing different features. This is the Hetalia Host Club?!.

~*~*~*~*~Reader POV~*~*~*~*~

”Oh uomo, è che un ragazzo?” questioned a pair of two boys that looked distinctively alike, aside from one’s auburn hair being lighter than the other. You recognized them immediately as the Vargas twins, Feliciano and Lovino, from your class. You never spoke to them, or been spoke to by them, until now of course. You squeaked in fear and tried to disappear through the door. A brunette with an odd curl at the top of his head hmphed in a humourous way.

"Feliciano, Lovino, isn't this boy in your class?" he asked, opening his notebook and looking at something. The twins shrugged.

"Si, but we don't know much about him because he hardly talks,"

The first light bulb lights up. ”Well, that vasn’t very nice, you two,” by the way he spoke, you assumed that the brunette was German. He folded his arms across his chest and smiled politely, with a hint of mischief, at you. “It’s nice to finally meet you, honor student,”

Before you could question about how he knew you were an honor student, a blonde man popped up suddenly in your face, examining you. He had shaggy blonde hair, with a nice stubble going on from his chin and up his jawline. You nearly passed out on how close he was to you. “So, you’re the exceptional honor student we’ve all been hearing about?!” he exclaimed. “______Łukasiewicz, no?” your face went pale. From his accent and speech, you could tell that he was French. It’s like every nationality is in this club.

“H-how do you know my name?” you asked, your voice breaking and more childish then you hoped for it to be.  I really need to get out of here.

“Who hasn’t heard your name?” the lilac eyed man questioned, pushing up his glasses. “It isn’t every day we have someone like you come into this school. It’s quite astounding that a commoner like yourself even made it in,” your eyebrow twitched with annoyance. Why are all rich people so snobby?

“I…uh..th-thank you, I guess,” I’m not even sure I should take that as a compliment.

Vous êtes les bienvenus, roturier ” the shaggy blonde laid a hand on your shoulder, causing you to jump in more fear than surprise. “You know, you should be proud, Łukasiewicz. You’re practically a hero for the poor people,” you wanted to push the Frenchy away, but you didn’t want to make a bad impression in front of a couple of rich kids. Even though I really, really want to. “I will bid you welcome, poor man. Into, what I call, La Fontaine De La Beauté,” he made some dramatic effects with his arms and hands, and you were more worried about getting your head knocked off then about what he was blabbering about.

“I’m sorry, but I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about. I’m just a regular person,” you commented, tucking your books further up your arm and reaching for the door handle. “Sorry to have bothered you,”

“Hey!”

Out of nowhere, a small boy lunged himself onto your back, making you stumble back and nearly lose your balance. You gave a cry of surprise. “Don’t leave yet, ____-chan! So,  are you like a superhero?! That’s so super cool!” the boy exclaimed, his accent obviously British.

“Listen, I’m not a hero. I’m just an honor student,” you said, before adding, “And who are you calling ____-chan?!” you yelled, knocking the boy off of your back. The boy shrieked in fear and ran behind a tall, scary looking blonde man, who looked as if he could crush you with his thumb. You paled once more. I think I’m going to be sick.

“Oh my. I never knew the honor student would be so openly gai.” the blue eyed blonde commented, his eyes closed and a finger on his chin in thought.

“Openly what?” you didn’t need a translator to know what he said. These men are idiots! I need to get out of here.

“So, tell me, what is your type, _____? The strong, yet kind type?” he paused and glanced his eyes over to the tall blonde, “the shy, Lolita type?” referring to the shouta looking boy that hopped on your back, “the naughty and nice type?” the twins from earlier appearing all of a sudden by your side, one on each side. You kept down a squeak for the sake of not wanting to draw anymore attention to yourself. “the cool with a darkside type?” the brunette gave a smirk and noted something down in his notebook. “or do you prefer the romantic type?” the blonde gave a seductive smirk, after placing a gentle hand on your cheek. You didn’t know for sure, but from how hot your cheeks were becoming, you knew you had to be blushing.

“W-well…uhh,” you stuttered, backing away from the group. Their taking this too far! I really need to-- Suddenly, something hit your back. You looked over your shoulder and noticed a crystallized globe wobbling back and forth. You reacted as quick as you could. You whirled around and tried to latch it on your fingers, but you were too late.

CRASH!

Shit.

Pieces of the globe exploded everywhere throughout the room. If you hadn’t turned into a ghost earlier, you sure did now. Your skin was so white, you thought you had lost all pigment in your skin.

“Oh, great going, idiota,” the darker hair twin grumbled, looking over your left shoulder at the mess. “Ve~ We were-a going to auction that globe off at the upcoming auction,” the lighter hair twin added, peering over your right shoulder. “And the starting bid was to be 8 million Yen,” you nearly passed out.

“8 million Yen?! Wait, how many thousands are in a million?” you started to do calculations on your fingers, but quickly came back into reality. “Heh, I guess…I have to pay you back now,” you said embarrassed.

The twins laughed. “With what money? You can’t even afford a scuola uniforme,” you just wanted to sink into the floor. This is officially the worst day of my life.

“So, Francis,” the brunette picked up a shard of the ruined globe and examined it. “Vhat do you think we should do?” he asked. Francis, supposedly the shaggy blonde, sat in his chair and chuckled lightly through closed lips.

“Have you ever heard of the phrase, “When in France, do as the French do”?” you of course knew he was making that up, but you didn’t want to bring it up. “I like to live by that. So, until you pay off the 8 million Yen debt, you will serve,” he pointed an accusing finger at you, “as the Host Club’s dog,”

A…dog? Mom….I don’t think I can handle this. You stood still, deep in utter shock. All the events that just occurred in the last ten minutes were rewinding in your head.

Peter poked you repeatedly and Feliciano waved a hand in your face. This was too much. You finally just passed out.

KERTHUNK!

And today, start’s my day as the Hetalia Host Club’s servant.
Edit: I've actually had a few people message me, saying that this was WAY too like the original story line, and I apologize! I'm starting to use my own ideas. This one was hard for me because...well, it's the first chapter. :XD: I still hope you liked it anyway~

If anyone remembers this story, then here it is REVAMPED! :iconomgcryplz: I felt like I needed to rewrite it since I've become better at writing and such. :icongrosssobplz: I'm so very proud of this~ :iconpapmingplz:

Little background knowledge on all the characters:
Francis Bonnefoy - Francis's family owns and runs many different types of Salons, from hair to nails to massage. If you see a salon, his family most likely owns it.
Roderich Edelstein - His family owns a piano business, but likes to branch out to other things. (like medicine)
Berwald Oxenstierna - Berwald's family owns a chain of furniture stores. His family is most notable for their craftsmanship and creativity, even though Berwald isn't much for creativity.
Peter Kirkland - I was so stuck on his. :iconfacewallplz: His family owns a toy company, mostly making robot toys.
Felciano and Lovino Vargas - Their family owns and runs a chain of pizza parlors all over the world, from fancy to just delivery. The pizza recipe was created by their grandfather.

So, what do you all think? Much needed improvement? Is it worse, better, same? TELL ME YOUR OPINIONS. :iconsopsplz:
Also, I changed the labels. ^^
Berwald is the "Strong, but kind" type.
Peter is the "Shy, Lolita" type.
Roderich is the "Cool with a darkside" type.
Lovino and Feliciano are the "Naughty and Nice" type.
and Francis is the "Romantic" type. How original. :iconimsotiredplz:

Well, enjoy~ c:
Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
OHSHC (c) Bisco Hatori
You (c) THE HETALIA HOST CLUB, BITCH! :iconvictorylaughplz:

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