This fanfiction is written in companion with the following:

Companion fanfiction:

Life with Lyrics- Canadian Style (Canada/Cuba)

Life with Lyrics- British Style (England and America)

Life with Lyrics- Lovino Style (Spain and S. Italy)

Life with Lyrics- AWESOME Style (Prussia/Austria)

Constructive Criticism welcome, k?

Disclaimer: Do not own Hetalia.

Gilbert rolled his eyes as the teacher continued, in his opinion, droning on and on about a subject they would never ever have to use in their life. He tore off pieces of notebook paper and started making a little arsenal of paper bits to throw at someone, he hadn't decided on who yet, but the Japanese boy intently taking notes seemed like a good target.

"Hey dude."

Gilbert looked over at Alfred blankly, "What?"

"Are we ever going to use this crap?" Alfred pointed out the board.

"I hope not. If I ever use this, it means I'm going to be some boring office drone." Gilbert smirked and tossed his first piece of paper at the Japanese boy who flinched and looked around for where it had come from.

"Well then I'm certainly not going to use it. I'm gonna be a hero. Not someone who uses this." Alfred pouted.

"Is there a college for that?" Gilbert asked, throwing another piece of paper.

"I'll find one." Alfred said confidently, no longer paying attention at all. He snickered as the piece of paper hit Kiku again.

Gilbert smirked as Kiki turned around to look at them and waved with a cheerful grin. Kiku stared at them with a blank expression, Gilbert half-wondered if it was supposed to be a glare, before turning back to the teacher.

"You think I can be a hero?" Alfred leaned over towards Gilbert, his eyes sparkling.

"I think you got a long way to go." Gilbert said flatly, throwing a piece of paper at his forehead.

Alfred stuck his tongue out at Gilbert and threw the piece of paper back, but missed and hit Antonio who was sitting on the other side of Gilbert.

Gilbert clapped a hand over his mouth to keep the laughter down while Antonio gaped at both of them.

"What was that for?" Antonio protested.

Gilbert pointed at Alfred, "Mr. Hero has bad aim."

"Whatever!" Alfred pouted.

"Dude, work on your accuracy before you take on any bad guys." Gilbert snorted, tossing another piece of paper at Kiku.

"Whatever. My accuracy is fine. You moved." Alfred made up his own little arsenal of paper scraps.

"Oh I did?" Gilbert asked in amusement. He heard a faint thump and looked towards the back of the classroom. His crimson gaze settled on Arthur and Roderich, Arthur who was now looking at him and Alfred with a questioning look on his face.

Alfred followed Gilbert's gaze and looked back at Arthur and Roderich, "Hm?"

They both stared blankly at Arthur, who was leaning on Roderich's desk, while the Austrian was busy writing on a piece of paper, more than likely copying everything that was on the board.

Gilbert leaned over towards Alfred, "Do you think those two are going out? They talk a lot in hushed tones."

Alfred looked at Gilbert in shock, "No way, dude. Arthur is as straight as a board, and Roderich even straighter." Alfred burst out laughing.

Gilbert burst out laughing at the analogy, causing the teacher to yell at both of them for not paying attention. Gilbert just stuck his tongue out and muttered under his breath, "Well fuck you." Gilbert leaned back in his seat.

He noticed Alfred was sulking and rolled his eyes. 'The hero is going to have to grow up, too.' Gilbert brushed the bits of paper into his hand, about to let them fall to the floor when he looked up at the teacher again. Gilbert looked down at the bits of paper and started flinging them over the head that belonged to the student in front of him, bouncing them on the teacher instead.

"Dude! You're gonna get in so much trouble!" Alfred started laughing again.

"Gotta use 'em somehow." Gilbert smirked when the teacher turned around again.

"GILBERT AND ALFRED!" The teacher yelled, causing all the students to jump slightly.

"I didn't do anything!" Alfred protested.

Gilbert on the other hand was too busy laughing to care that he was being yelled at.

"BOTH OF YOU TO THE OFFICE NOW!" The teacher pointed at the door angrily.

"Aw, man. Thanks a lot." Alfred pouted at Gilbert.

Gilbert picked up his books and happily left the classroom, grinning at the teacher as he passed by.

Alfred sulked out of the room, taking his textbook with him, "I don't wanna go to the office!"

"Oh deal with it." Gilbert stuck his tongue out at him.

"Heroes don't get sent to the office." Alfred grumbled.

"Well then, I guess you're not a hero, now are you?" Gilbert smirked.

"I am totally a hero!" Alfred ran after him.

"Are not!" Gilbert retorted.

"Am too!" Alfred punched him in the arm, catching up with him.

"You wouldn't notice a victim if they were standing right in front of you." Gilbert glared at him. He kept walking, leaving Alfred standing by himself in shock.

Tried to keep them in character the best I could. Constructive review? :3