America pov
I woke up with my phone in my hand with a video that was loading but after three seconds it went out. Now I can't even take my phone to school. I got up and went to the bathroom and Australia informed me that breakfast was ready. Today I was going to eat and that's why yesterday I told my mother buy two apples, a pear and a bunch of bananas. I went down to have breakfast and weirdly my father wasn't there, he must have gone to work already and my mother must have already gone to work, so I took an apple and a banana. I ate the apple without problems but i stopped to look at the banana, peeled it and started making films about its shape and began to lick it in a strange way imagining it was the "finger" of Russia. At one point I put it all in my mouth and at that moment I heard someone call me, I turned around and saw Canada and Australia looking at me, the first looking at me in shock and the second looking at me simply with a questioning face.
"America ... what the hell are you doing?", Canada must have understood what I was doing. "Aren't you too young to think about certain things !? You're lucky that neither mom nor dad are here" Canada screamed in my face. "Why, He was just licking a banana," Australia said. Even though he was our age, Australia was too innocent and naive. "Yes, in fact, we don't lick bananas" he said, sighing. Canada got up from the table and went to his room. "I didn't understand," Australia said, getting up and going in his room. I looked again at the banana thinking how stupid I was, I ate it and went to my room too to get ready.

As soon as we were all ready we walked to the school which was only five minutes from our house.  Arriving in front of the school entrance I found my friends and greeted them, then I saw Russia entering the school and I decided to follow him.  He slipped into a corridor and then turned the corner but immediately I was pushed to the ground, I turned around and there were obviously China and Vietnam. "Hello America ~, where are you going all alone ~?"
China said letting its fingers explode ready to hit me. "Oh good you took America," another voice said behind me and I didn't need to turn around to see who it was, I already knew. "Yes, this pig wandered all by itself  the school, "said Vietnam, starting to get ready to beat me hard." It is s-stupid for you to go by yourself" said Russia, obviously not knowing how to offend me, and I am very sure of that, not wanting to offend."  Yes and now we will give you a nice little lesson America ~, so you'll learn once and for all who's in charge ~ "." Yes, i-in fact we will make fun of you, we will offend you, w-we will beat you and y-you will understand that you are er  ... stupid ".
"More than stupid he will understand that he is only a pig, you are fat America" ​​said China turning around me and those words, I don't know how, hit me in full.  I looked at Russia and he looked ... angry!  Even Vietnam began to turn around and he too began to insult me. "But even in the ways you are a pig, in the end no one cares about you, nobody comes to stop us as happened for Japan. When we beat you, nobody comes to defend you."  Those words made me cry, they never told me such a thing, but it was true.  To everyone else there was always someone who consoled them or sacrificed themselves for them, but for me no one had ever come.  The bell rang and China and Vietnam ran to their classes because the profs told them that they would suspend them if they were late again.  I remained on the floor and tried to cry as quietly as possible, then someone took me by the hips and turned me so that he could look me in the face.

Russia pov
I was shocked at how heavy the insults that China and Vietnam had told America had been.  True, no one had ever come to save him or protect him and I wanted so much to be the one who would protect him.  With every word of China and Vietnam I became more and more angry but I couldn't do anything, I wasn't afraid for myself but more for my brothers and for America, at least they hadn't beaten him.  America began to cry and I felt pain, poor, she didn't deserve all this.  I approached and taking him by the hips and I lifted him, delicately though, I wanted to console him but I felt a stupid because I was part of the bullies too.  As soon as my hands touched his hips he stopped crying and didn't resist when I picked him up, i put him on his feet and then gently turned him to see him in the face.  He had sunglasses and so I couldn't see his eyes but I could see the tears coming down from under his glasses, wiped them with my thumbs while still looking at him, our faces were so close.  I looked at his lips and blushed, starting to bring my lips closer to his.  I wanted to kiss him and show him how much I liked him.  Fortunately I returned to myself and saw that America and I were really a few inches away but I could not do such a thing, he could hate me to death.  So I left and left him there with a surprised and shocked look. "Well, I just did the stupid with America, I'm a fool," I said in a low voice so that only I could hear and covering my face with  my ushanka( i don't know if I wrote correctly).

America pov
What the hell just happened!? I was so close to kissing Russia, I could already feel his lips against mine, I could hear his breath, but he stopped and left. I stood there watching him go to class, maybe he wasn't gay, in fact he was probably not seen as coming from the USSR family and maybe he hated gays, so maybe he hates me now. He will never talk to me again and I will never be able to tell him how I feel about him because he will no longer want to talk to me because he hates me. I started crying again but a strong determination lit up in me, I really wanted to be with Russia, I would have made him gay, if he wasn't already and anyway it was he who had started to get close to me so he sure likes me too. I will do everything to stay close to him so he can love me even more.

Third person pov
America entered the classroom and sat next to Russia, whose head was on the desk. The Prof Hirione got all excited and the class was not perplexed because she always was, but she seemed more excited than usual. "Guys next Monday we will go on a five-day trip to a hotel in which there is an indoor pool, a disco and a bowling hall. It has a courtyard with the tools to do outdoor sports and is located in the woods so we could go for nice walks. What do you say? ". They all looked at her as if they had seen a ghost. "Prof, what is the educational purpose of this trip?" Estonia Churches for all. "It is a project against bullying, making you all together you can forge stronger relationships".

Russia pov
When the teacher said it was a bullying project, I was about to laugh. Anyway, I had to seize that opportunity, maybe I could make friends. Maybe I would have been able to declare myself to Americaaa ... no, not that, it is impossible for him to feel the same for me, but already a good friendship with him would be good. The problem is that I don't know how I'll fool the bullies, but I want friends and I don't want to look like a monster. "You have to bring the money and the authorizations that I will now give you, before Thursday, those who will not bring these two things will not be able to participate in the trip" and having said that, the professor passed through the desks to give us the authorizations. Then the bell rang and I took my snack from my backpack thinking of my own business.

Ukraine pov
I will never accept that Russia has decided to become a bully, but as Canada explained to me, they leave you no choice.  I am however convinced that Russia would have succeeded in opposing them, he is strong but he is very shy and insecure, he appears as a weak person.  In the 10 minutes of recreation I talked to Canada, very often we ended up talking about America that from what Canada said, it was no longer eating and every time it came back from school, he closed himself in his room and rarely went out.  I was very sorry because I thought he had become like that because of my brother and so I apologized for Russia, I always kept telling him that Russia wasn't bad, but Canada didn't seem very convinced.
Then the bell rang and the prof of the third hour entered, this means that then there would be another hour in this prison and then finally home.

Time skip to the end of the school

Canada pov
I was walking with Ukraine towards the exit of the school and as always we were talking about random things.  Ukraine was very nice and I trusted her a lot, I also thought I liked her a little, but I couldn't say the same about her brother.  I didn't like him not only because he was a bully and made me feel, or at least I thought he made America feel bad, but also because he was a very closed, private guy who seemed to have too many secrets.  Ukraine told me that he was a good guy but I didn't believe her anyway, I don't want America to even look at him.  We were walking with Belarus, Australia and Kazakhstan when I saw the friends of America but not America.  I began to worry that the bullies were doing something to him but then I saw him coming out of a corridor near the exit.  I called him and when he realized that I was calling him he came towards us. "America, where were you?"  America adjusted his glasses that covered his beautiful blue eyes that he never showed to others. Only because our father tell him that they were different from the eyes of the others and so horrible. "The teacher called me to bring the documents to the principal" "ah ok," I said a little suspiciously.
We are moving towards the exit and as always there was Russia waiting for his brothers.  I turned to America, which was just looking at Russia, even though I couldn't see its eyes I could guess.  What he found so beautiful about him I will never understand, if a person treats you badly why would you want to become his friend at any cost?  America has many problems like this morning while licking the banana in a strange way.  Even Russia began to look at America and I stopped to watch them both.  America smiled and greeted him as he had done yesterday, but looking at him better, I realized that ... IT WAS ROUNDING ?!  Now America had exceeded the limit, but how the hell do you fall in love with someone who speaks to you only to insult you, and I realized that in class Russia never speaks to him.
I did not even see if Russia was greeting America but it was certainly doing so because it had already done it yesterday, I greeted Ukraine and took America and I carried he home, not giving him the  time to understand what was happening.

America pov
"AMERICA BUT YOU HAVE SERIOUS PROBLEMS THEN".  I did not understand what Canada was saying, nor did I understand why he had pushed me away without saying goodbye to anyone, but at least I had said goodbye to Russiaaaa ... that's why he had pushed me away. "Why don't you accept me saying hello to Russia? I do what I want. "
" First i don't like when you say hi to Russia but if you blush when you say hello to him, I don't like it at all, "said Canada, very angry.  WHAT?! I HAVE BECOME RED?!. "D-You must have seen b-bad, m-maybe you saw the red s-stripe under my g-glasses and thought i was b-blushing", I tried not to stutter but the  thought that Canada had discovered that I had a crush on Russia frightened me. "First I can recognized a red stripe, second you have a white stripe under your glasses (I'm referring to the drawing of the chapter) and third you can't like Russia ".  Well he understood it. "Do you know that this would mean that you are gay?" "Then what?"  I was starting to bother. "IT'S INNATURAL AMERICA, BEING GAY IS WRONG AMERICA".  Those words made me sick, I couldn't believe that my brother was homophobic, our father always told us that being gay is wrong but I didn't think Canada was listened him.
"But what do you know?"  I screamed in his face as I started running to get as far as possible away from him.  He ran after me, continuing to yell at me that I was stupid, naive and all the things the bullies told me, practically it was as if I were being chased by them.  I was almost home, I was in the garden when Canada managed to reach me, he pulled me by the sleeve of my shirt, I turned to look at him but he gave me a slap.  The slap was really strong and I felt so much pain that maybe I had never felt before. "If I still see you with Russia, I'll tell Dad you're gay, and you are, most likely for a communist."  I swallowed and nodded as tears streamed down my face. "You're really weak America," Canada said letting me go and entering the house.  I wiped my tears and went into the house myself.  My father was sitting at the table looking at the phone while France was cooking.  While Canada is sitting next to my father, I tried to go to my room without being noticed. "America where are you going?"  My father said, looking up from his phone.  I stopped, "in my room." "And don't you come and eat?"  Asked me again UK. "No, I'm not very hungry." He just looked at the phone again and said something to me. "Better, so at least you won't get fatter than that."  I ran up the stairs, opened the door violently but closed it without making a noise because my father might have been angry.  I threw my backpack on the floor and threw myself on the bed starting to cry silently so as not to let anyone hear me.  I was tired of being abused, I could not be what I was, more and more tears fell from my face and after a long time I fell asleep.
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