In the Hetalia academy two brothers were walking down the hallway. The one on the right (the taller) had his books closely pressed against his chest and his older brother had his baf slinged over left shoulder and his paper lunch bag swinging in his hand.

The two talked in Italian about there last class they shared together (Math taught by a God awful human who is unfair and who's voice can out a caffeine addict to sleep).

They walked past a few more rooms when out of no where an albino rushed past the shorter Italian and grabbed his lunch bag from his hand laughing as he ran away.

"YOU BASTARD!" The Italian known as Romano screamed at the other teen dropping his bag and running after the man.

"PRUSSIA!" Romano yelled "GIVE ME MY LUNCH!"

His converse shoes squeaked against the floor as he thrned a corner following after the man.

The two continued to run around the school until they ran outside to the garden interupting a small music group session.

Music sheets flew everywhere as thr two ran through the crowd of about ten people (nearly knocking down few people in the process).

Finally the chase ended when Prussia stopped catching his breath on the side of a building.

The red eyed male laughed as he caught his breath.
The green eyed male glared at the other man trying not to laugh at the people who they nearly knocked over.

"Okay you damned potato eater give me my lunch." Romano panted as he straightened up.

"Okay." Prussia said sitting up straight.
He held the lunch bag over his head "Come and get it."

Romano growled and went to go grab the lunch bag that was too far up for him to grab.

He jumped once, twice, and even tried yanking the (surprisingly) stronger teens arm.

"I'll give it to you if you kiss me." The white haired male said with a snarky smirk.

Romano blushed and sighed.
He got a few steps closer to the male and leaned closer to his lips.

Prussia felt his entire face heat up. He couldn't believe this. This was happening. He was going to get a kiss from his favorite tomato.

Then he felt pain in his shin.
The bag dropped from his hands and he dropped a bit as well holding his leg in pain.

He was now barley smaller than Romano as he hunched down but still Romano smirked as he took his bag and leaned closer to the East Germans ear.

"Who's the tall one now." Romano smirked kissing the albinos cheek before walking away.

Prussia watched the other male walk away still hunched over, his lips twitched up into a smile.

Oh he was so going to get the man back.