What is... "Home?" (Hetalia Fanfic, W.A. '13 Finalist)

Chapter 55~!

Eheheh... I really need to start writing my ideas down... Seriously, guys, this is giving me massive brain damage, trying to remember all my ideas... Grrr...

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"Okay, Japan, can you say something for me, real quick?" Ms. Rayn asked.

"Um, hai?" Japan replied.

"Say "I have an upcoming election"," she said, and I gasped, slapping my hands over my mouth to stifle my giggles. 'That's so mean! Poor Japan!'

"I have an upcoming erection," Japan said, not realizing what he was saying until he'd said it (A/N: That's what she said! Okay I'm done now!)

Ms. Rayn laughed, stopped the recorder behind her back, hugged him for a second, and then skipped back to her desk to plug the recording device into her laptop. "Thank you~!"

"Why me..?" Japan groaned as he let his head hit the desk.

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For the first time ever, I was actually interrupted before I was able to learn something from my memory-dreams.  

Picture this: I'm a little chibi, just like I always am in my dreams, and there are a bunch of people -teenagers- I don't know (or can't remember). They're all smiling and having a good time while I open presents. Here's the thing, though: I'm the only one opening a present. Why is that? Well it seemed to me like a birthday party, seeing as how I'm the only one with a gift. I'm just about to unwrap the present and free it from it's prison of pretty paper when someone shakes me awake while calling my name.

"Melina... Melina...! Hey, Melina! Canada's making out with Scotland!"

I bolt awake and look around, barely able to open my eyes from sheer sleepiness. "What? What what what what? Whyyyy is heeee doing thaaaat?"

"Oh jeez, are you drunk?" Kadi asked, putting a hand to my forehead. "No fever, your cheeks aren't flushed. You really are a heavyweight drinker!"

I pushed her hand away and layed back down, covering myself up with the blanket. "I'm not drunk, Kadi. Why'd you hafta wake me up?"

She chuckled a little. "Don't you remember what we were gonna do today?"

"No, what was that?"

Kadi groaned. "Oh, come on! We've only been planning this for two weeks! You take scatter-brained to a whole new level, Melina."

I pointed to a hat resting on one of my bedposts. "Look at the green pin." I heard a jingling sound as Kadi picked up the hat loaded with pins and her groan as she found the one I was talking about. There was the word "Scatter" above an image of a brain.

"Really? Dude, really?" Kadi laughed and set the hat down before literally dragging me out of bed and into clothes. "To refresh your swiss cheese-like memory, we're going shopping for some supplies to make our own chocolate!"

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"AAAAH OH MY GOD YOU ARE CRAZYYYY!" I screamed as I clung to Kadi's backside while we sped off down the highway on her motorcycle.

"Chill out, Melina! You're totally safe with me. I've been riding since motorcycles were invented!" Kadi called back, her words somehow able to reach my ears over the sounds of the bike, the highway, and my screams.

"YOU'RE STILL CRAZY!"

"I KNOW!"

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"Melina, the bike is turned off, you can get off now." Kadi looked at me amusedly and held out a hand for me to take, which I gingerly did. My hair stuck out in multiple directions, putting England's and Denmark's combined hair to shame. I stepped off and felt like kissing the ground in sweet relief.

"You. Are. Crazy," I said, my hands on my knees as I breathed hard. "Did you really have to take that turn like that? I thought I was gonna die!"

"You thought that the whole time," Kadi pointed out. "And besides, how do you think we're getting back to the school?"

I swallowed down a lump of anxiety and followed my ancient (don't tell her I said that, she'll kill me) European friend into the grocery store.

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"So, Kadi," I began. "Who do you like?"

She seemed flustered for a moment as she peered at all the brands of chocolates. "Why do you ask?"

"What are you talking about? It's two days before Valentine's Day! Not only that, but it's just you and me, and it's not like we have to pretend to be guys." I winked at her. "I remember you telling me that you dressed up as a boy around Spain for the longest time. We can relate in that sense, don't you think?"

"Yeah... Well, you'll have to figure out who I like on your own, because I'm not telling so easily," she challenged, and I grinned.

"Challenge accepted. It's gotta be France!"

She burst out into laughter. "Oh my god, no! He's my younger brother, for goodness sake!"

I didn't stop grinning. "I know, that's why I said it." Then my grin disappeared as confusion set in. "Younger brother? I thought he was your older brother."

"Well, don't tell anybody I told you this, but I'm technically a lot older than just about every country enrolled at the school," she said conspiratorially in my ear.

"You are?" I gasped. "No way! How old are you?"

She looked indignantly at me. "I'm not saying! That's a rude question, you never ask a woman her age!"

I giggled. "Fine fine fine,don't tell me. Besides, that rule generally applies to men."

"Malcolm," she pointed out.

"He's fake!" I insisted to her retreating backside. "A pseudonym! A false identity! An alias!"

"You sure know a lot of words," was all Kadi said. "Of course, I've been around longer so I know more!"

"I have a signature laugh," I retorted. "MUwahahahahahahahahaha~"

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"Last guess: Egypt?"

"Nope! Yeesh, you even know the guy I like and you still can't guess who it is? That's sad, Melina, that really is." Kadi and I paid for our purchases and left the store, heading for her motorcycle.

"Ugh..." I groaned as I climbed on after Kadi and held on tightly as she started up the engine. "This is a very good reason why I hate cars, motorcycles, and stuff like that in general."

"Hey, you know what that means, right?"

"No, what?"

She grinned at me over her shoulder. "I'm gonna teach you how to ride pretty soon."

My cries of protest were lost in the wind of the highway.

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That's all until I think up/remember more! WUVS~!!