Moments [Hetalia x Reader]

8. Bad Friends

I'm finally doing the sequel to Childhood Friends and City. Yay.

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120: Bad Friends

(Y/n) looked at the new arrivals that stood in front of Luciano as he shouted at them. She thought he was shouting about how "They shouldn't be here" and "I thought I cancelled the meeting!"

Both were male. There was a German man with blond hair and purple eyes. He had a khaki jacket slung over his shoulder, he was wearing a black German World War 2 cap and a loose tank top with black trousers. He also wore an Iron Cross necklace. He had a scar under his left eye, across his cheek and 3 down his right forearm. He had a slightly bored expression on his face.

The other male was Japanese and had black hair and red eyes. He was wearing a black version of the Japanese Imperial Navy Uniform and white gloves. He had a katana in a sheath on his left hip. (Y/n) had no doubt that the German male also had weapons. Especially if they know Luciano. The Japanese male also had a slight scowl on his face.

(Y/n) could feel the German's eyes wander over to her in slight interest.

"Who's the Frau?" he asked.

[Frau: Women (German)]

(Y/n) could feel the Japanese male also look over at where she as on the coach.

"Yes, Ruciano. Who's the girl?" the Japanese man asked with a hint of impoliteness.

[Ruciano: Luciano (Japanese Accent)]

"It's-a none of your-a business," Luciano growled out.

"There's no need to be rude Luci," (Y/n) chided him softly.

"They shouldn't-a be here. I emailed them-a that the meeting was cancelled-a," the Italian male complained.

The German shrugged, "I didn't check my email."

"What-a about the-a FACE family?"

'FACE family?' (Y/n) thought.

The German and the Japanese man had moved into the room at this point and more people appeared in the doorway.

There was an American man with auburn hair and red eyes. He wore a dark brown bomber jacket with a white shirt underneath and blue jeans. He was holding a bloody baseball bat with nails in it. He was also arguing with the man next to him.

The other man had a darker strawberry blond hair that was pulled back into a messy ponytail and dull violet eyes. He was wearing sunglasses even though he was inside. He wore a red flannel shirt and blue jeans. Beside him was a polar bear.

The next person in the doorway was... very brightly coloured and was shouting "Swear jar!" He had pastel pink hair and baby blue eyes with a hint of pink swirling in there. He had freckles on his cheeks. He wore a dark pink vest with a lighter pink shirt underneath, a bright blue bow and tan coloured pants.

The last man was smoking a cigarette. He was French and had shoulder-length messy blond hair and sullen purple eyes. He wore a purple shirt and beige pants.

Everyone in the room was yelling and arguing it's a wonder (Y/n) didn't burst her eardrums.

"Is it usually like this?" (Y/n) asked Flavio who was still next to her on the couch.

"Sì! If they were-a all friends then they would-a be pretty bad friends," Flavio replied cheerily.

[Sì: Yes (Italian)]

(Y/n) sweatdropped a bit, "Oh..."

The arguing continued for about ten minutes. It's already 6:39 P.M by now. When are they going to stop? Her wish was granted when the American stopped arguing long enough to notice her sitting on the couch.

"Who's the dollface?" he asked. The arguing died down as everyone in the room looked at her.

"It's-a none of your-a business!" Luciano shouted again.

"I've told you not to be rude Luciano," (Y/n) said, "I don't even know who these people are."

"Hehe, Luciano is being told off by a girl," the American snickered. Luciano threw a knife dangerously close to him.

"You-a want to f**king say that-a again?"

"Don't start another fight, Luci," (Y/n) said, "Why don't you tell who these people are?"

"Fine-a" Luciano replied.

He pointed to the Japanese man, "That's Kuro Honda."

"Hello, 桜," he purred out.

[桜 {Sakura}: Cherry blossom (Japanese)]

Then the German, "Lutz Beilschmidt."

Lutz said nothing but smirked lazily at her.

Next up, the American, "Allen Jones."

"Sup doll."

"The ceiling," (Y/n) hummed under her breath.

The next person Luciano called out was the Canadian, "Mathieu Williams."

"Hey."

The next one was the British man, "Oliver Kirkland."

"Hello, poppet!"

The last one is the Frenchman, "Francois Bonnefoy."

He said nothing and looked like he doesn't want to be here.

"Are you going to introduce us to the poppet?" Oliver asked.

Flavio interjected at this moment to introduce (Y/n).

"This is-a me and Luci's fabulous childhood friend, (Y/n)!"

While Flavio was introducing her, Allen had walked behind her.

"Hey, doll. How about after this you come to my house," he flirted.

Obviously, he didn't hear all of Flavio's statement of the fact (Y/n) was his and Luciano's childhood friend if he was flirting with her. Honestly, anyone with half a brain would realize that childhood friend would most likely mean that both Luciano and Flavio considered her a friend which is rare in it of itself.

Being friends may also come with protective tendencies though. (Y/n) knew what was most likely going to happen so she ducked even further down to couch just as Luciano started throwing knives at Allen.

"Don't-a flirt with mio amico!"

[Mio amico: My friend (Italian)]

The room once again burst into yelling and shouting.

(Y/n) just sat through it all with a smile. Even if everyone in the room weren't "friends" per se, she might as well get used to it if she was going to stay in contact with Flavio and Luciano. But first, she should really try to stop this commotion.

End!

So, here's the sort of end to this "timeline" I guess. I will probably write a sequel to "Reincarnation". It might be a normal theme if I find a suitable one or it might a special if I don't. Thanks for reading!