Mei - Taiwan
Yong Soo - South Korea
Kiku Honda - Japan
Gilbert Beilschmidt - Prussia
Antonio - Spain
Francis Bonnefoy - France

Emil followed Leon through the front door, his puffin trailing not so far behind and already mumbling complaints. "Yao! I brought Emil!" Leon called out and a quite androgynous looking male walked out of the kitchen, his brown hair pulled into a ponytail. "Thank you, Li Xiao. How was the trip, Emil?" Now, Emil had to bite his lip to refrain from saying 'good - apart from the fact your boyfriend scared the absolute bloody hell out of me'. He wanted a great first impression as this was the house he would be staying in for the entire year. "Alright. Thanks for letting me stay here."
"It's absolutely fine, aru. We can't let the government get their hands on a vital ally now can we, aru?" Government? What did they have to do with this? Emil wondered. He had yet to be fully briefed but he'd already experienced the strange beautifulness of this utopia. As he looked closely, he could see a pair of wings sprouting from Yao's back. "It's in the genes passed down in our family. All of us have wings which we can hide at any point. Some, like my brother Kiku, have other abilities but we rely heavily on the ability to fly." Leon whispered to Emil, eyeing the Icelandic male with intense curiosity, an unfamiliar emotion stirring in his chest.

Leon's POV
I'm going to have to consult my Japanese half-brother Kiku on this. I feel the strong urge to make a really good impression on Emil. He's just so cute! The way his eyes are lighting up with childlike wonder is breathtaking and I don't even know why. Kiku is probably holed up in his room at the minute, either watching yaoi or drawing yaoi. One of those. As I lead Emil upstairs to my room, where he will be staying, when I hear the loud singing of Yong Soo - I think he's listening  'Boomerang'. Yep, definitely. He's an avid K-pop fan (A/N: I'm not. I only know that one thing because my friend - you know who you are - is obsessed with K-pop)
A door opens to my left - Kiku. His dark soulless eyes gaze at Emil and I like they're trying to pierce our souls. He blinks a couple of times then squeals and runs back into his room. I hear the flurry of paper from his sketchbook and the scraping of a pencil afterwards. What was that about? I have no worldly idea.

Kiku's POV
As I open the door, I see the pair standing out on the landing. My eyes immediately pick up on something they can't see. The beautiful red string curled around their pinky fingers, attached. Key word: attached. They're soulmates! Right. Operation: help Leon hook up with the new guy and get me some brilliant yaoi. To draw, to have as pictures, to watch- I don't care. I squealed at the thought and immediately disappeared back into my safe place. Ok... the new kid is apparently Icelandic and Leon is from Hong Kong. Hongice. That shall be the ship name. I just need to help them fall in love with each other. The look on Leon's face proved to be easy; he's already falling. However, I'm not sure about the other one. Oh well, I'm going to set them up anyway!

Emil's POV
"Here's the room where you will, like, be staying." Leon smirks and blows his fringe out of his face. It seems to frame it perfectly. I mean, he is perfect. Hold up- there I go again. First I think he's gorgeous and now I'm saying he's perfect. Uh, stupid brain. I don't have time for this. There's no room in my life to sort out my sexuality; other things have higher priority than my happiness. Take my brother for example. I don't really know a lot about who I am as a person because I'm constantly terrified about his wellbeing. I don't mind though; you do for family. Still deep in thought, I feel myself being pulled into someone's arms. I blink and see Leon's eyes staring into mine, only a short distance apart, lips almost touching. It sounds cliché but all the blood in my body rushes to my cheeks. His arms are around my waist, holding me close. "Thought it would snap you out of your fantasy." He winks at me, though flustered despite his cool aloof image.
"Really now?" I whisper, placing my hands on his back in an embrace. I guess it's safe to say I'm not straight. I don't know exactly what sexuality I am, just the fact that I'm not attracted to girls at all. Probably gay then. "Yeah." He replies, twirling me around. And suddenly, we're caught in a slow dance. Lukas would most likely go off his nut if he saw what I'm doing. Not only am I flirting with a stranger but I'm flirting. He's really overprotective that way.

"This makes me think of all the romance films that end in a prom scene." I state and promptly hear a giggle.
"So you're comparing our dance to a romantic prom scene?" He grins whilst my face heats up. "I like it." Is all he says before his lips smash against my own. Butterflies erupt in my stomach, a sudden nervousness filling me. This is my first kiss; I have no idea what I'm doing. It feels soft and sweet. My cheeks have never felt so warm. I've never felt so relaxed yet flustered at the same time. Our bodies are pressed up against each other by the time we break for air. "I'm so sorry! I just assumed that you weren't- that you were into-" Leon freaks.
I smile, "I'm into guys though. Don't worry." I speak softly as my lips meet his again. When it finishes, we gape at each other, unaware of a small Japanese male watching intently from the doorway, blood dripping from his nose. "We barely know each other." Is what I start with.
"Yeah. I, uh, don't know why I, like, did that. I'm sorry, Emil." His eyes meet mine and I stare into the dark abyss filled with happiness and love. My hand grabs his (my brain thinking how nicely they fit together), "It's alright. I liked it, Leon." He smiles at me. I guess I've got a lot to work out after all, don't I?

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Elsewhere, a Canadian male watches his twin, Alfred, hang out with his best friend. Said best friend's name was Gilbert Beilschmidt, a member of the Bad Touch Trio (consisting of Gil, Atonio and Francis) and one of the most popular kids in school along with Matthew's brother. It was normal for Matthew himself to hide in the shadows. It's not like he would be noticed anyway. And yet, those rubies fixed on him and instantly brimmed with curiosity. Someone had noticed him. Someone who would become very special (I mean, awesome) to him indeed.

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Here I am, away on a retreat, typing out another chapter! I should be able to write another after this but we'll see~

Have a lovely picture of the Nordics!

Hope you enjoyed and I'll see you in the next one!
Bye!
~ Peanutsfan1