Guardian-13

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YOU OR HETALIA! --- Two weeks. Two weeks passed since that strange incident, and you tried to ignore it. That look in the blue-eyed American when he whispered in your ear… It was a look that you had never experienced. You shook your head quickly. Class, next is… math, then gym. Then you heard somebody yell. "Shut up! You got no right to call her that!" "Alfred, let go of the girl, d*mmit." The girl, being held by the collar of her shirt, whimpered as the tall blonde set her down, glaring at the French man—Francis. The girl ran away and hid behind a group of her friends and one of them said, "But _