21I'm still alive, people! So sorry it took me so long to update. These past few weeks have been filled with nothing but final projects that desperately needed to be completed. But here's the good news: Tomorrow is the last day of school for me! That way I'll have more time to finish writing chapters (I hope)!
I hope you enjoy this chapter!
CAUTION: Those of you that haven't read [the ending to] Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and/or haven't watched Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, shouldn't read this chapter until they do. Spoilers for both of them are present in this chapter.
And just as a precaution, I'm changing the rating to M. The language and the subject matter in this chapter might be offensive to some.
And I apologize ahead of time if I disgraced any foreign languages I decided to use in this chapter...I only know English, and I only took French for two years, alright? D;
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or its characters
~Lunch Time~
Alfred was looking all around the cafeteria for Arthur. He smiled when his eyes stopped on the older Brit. He ran up to him.
"Hey, Arthur!" Alfred sat down next to him. Arthur's head rose from the book he was reading. "I was wondering if you wanted to do anything today, once school gets out?"
Arthur rolled his eyes. "Don't you have homework to do? You'll be kicked out of this academy if you don't maintain at least a 3.5 GPA.
"My homework's easy for me to do!" Alfred stated proudly. "It'll only take me 30 minutes!"
One of Arthur's eyebrows twitched in annoyance.
"...Hey, what class do you have after lunch?" Alfred asked.
"Cooking." Arthur stated matter-of-factly.
Alfred's eyes widened. "No way, me too! But I didn't see you the first day of class?"
"...I had more pressing matters to deal with..." Arthur's eyes saddened.
"Oh, I see, well maybe we can walk to class together this time?" Alfred asked cheerfully.
Arthur looked at him. "Even if I said no, you'll probably walk with me anyway."
The bell rang, so Arthur closed his book, got up, and walked out of the cafeteria. Alfred got up and ran after him.
"Wait up, Artie!" Alfred yelled.
Meanwhile, there were people whispering to each other.
"Did that freshman actually become friends with Arthur?"
"That's impossible."
"Didn't Arthur ditch all his friends? What makes that guy so special?"
"Actually...I heard that *whisper*"
"What?"
The whispers continued.
~Cooking Class~
Arthur and Alfred walked into the classroom. Alfred sat in his assigned seat, while Arthur walked up to the teacher.
"Excuse me, Ms. Johnson? I'm afraid I wasn't present yesterday and do not know where my seat is." Arthur told the teacher.
Ms. Johnson smiled and looked at her roster. "You're...Arthur Kirkland, correct?" Arthur nodded.
"Then you sit right...there. In between Francis Bonnefoy and Yao Wang."
Arthur cursed under his breath. "Bloody Frog." He obediently sat down in his desk. As he looked around the room, his eyes stopped on Alfred a few desks away. Alfred saw Arthur looking at him and waved at him. Arthur reluctantly waved back.
"You're blushing, Angleterre." Francis teased.
Arthur's face got redder. "I am not, Frog! Why is it that I ALWAYS get stuck in the same classes with you?"
Francis brushed his hair back. "Because you can't live without me?" He winked.
Arthur cringed. "We may have been friends since childhood back in Europe, but honestly, I can't stand you." Arthur scowled. "And stop calling me 'Angleterre'!"
France chuckled. "But that name suits you, non? And you have a terrible French accent."
Before Arthur could protest, someone poked his arm. Arthur turned to look at the Chinese boy next to him.
"If you two are done, I'm trying to listen to the teacher, aru." Yao stated.
Arthur decided to pay attention as well.
"Now class, today we are going to start cooking something simple!" Ms. Johnson smiled. "Who's up for pizza?"
The whole classroom, except Arthur and Francis, cheered.
"Alright, everyone grab a partner and go to your lab counters! The instructions and ingredients you'll need are all there!"
Everyone got out of their seats and immediately went to their stations. Arthur looked around the room for Alfred, but couldn't find him under all the chaos.
"Hey Francis, do you have a partner?" Arthur asked, annoyed.
Francis smirked. "Non, but I would rather not have my perfect grade suffer because of your poor cooking skills."
"There's nothing wrong with my cooking!" Arthur yelled.
"Honestly, have you even TRIED your food?" Francis asked.
"Argh, forget it!" Arthur yelled and stormed off.
While walking around the room, he saw that everyone else already had partners. Even Francis, whom he was just talking to moments before, had partnered up with a girl with long brown hair tied up into two long ponytails with big red bows.
"Oh, what's this?" Ms. Johnson approached Arthur. "You don't have a partner?"
Arthur shook his head.
"Hmmm..." Ms. Johnson looked at each lab station. "Ah! Would it be alright for you to join Alfred and Feliciano at their station?"
Arthur was hesitant at first, but nodded. He then walked over to them.
"Umm..."
Alfred and Feliciano turned around.
"Oh, hey Arthur!" Alfred smiled.
"Can I join your group?" Arthur asked.
Alfred nodded. "Sure ya can! That's alright with you, right Feli?"
Feliciano smiled. "Ve, that's fine with me!" Feliciano hugged Arthur. "I'm glad we're going to be friends again, Arthur!"
'This is why I don't want to have friends...' Arthur thought. His eyes began to get watery, but he managed to hold back the tears.
"Okay, we should get started then." Alfred said, looking over the ingredients. "Looks like we have dough, cheese, tomato sauce, pepperoni, sausage, and mushrooms." He then checked the instructions. "...I'm confused." Alfred stated.
Arthur sighed in frustration. "How hard is it to read the bloody instructions?"
Alfred turned to Feliciano. "You're Italian, right? Can't you tell us what to do?"
Feliciano nodded. "Si si! I can help you guys!" Feliciano immediately got to work on the pizza, kneading the dough and getting the equipment ready.
"Alfred, can you cut up the mushrooms please?" Feliciano asked.
"Yes sir!" Alfred saluted and began chopping the mushrooms. Feliciano then turned to Arthur.
"Arthur, can you preheat the oven to 375 degrees?"
"Sure." Arthur bent down to look at the oven screen. He began to panic, since there were too many buttons and he wasn't familiar with using ovens. His mom would always keep him away from all the kitchen appliances for some reason.
'Uh...is this the dial?' Arthur slowly turned the dial until it landed on the 375 degrees mark.
"Alright, I think we're ready to prepare our pizza, ve~!" Feliciano said.
"Finally, I'm starving!" Alfred put some tomato sauce on his flattened out pizza dough, and then put a heaping load of cheese on top.
"Alfred, are you sure you have enough dough with your cheese?" Arthur asked smugly. "Save some for the rest of us!"
Feliciano put the sauce and cheese on his pizza, then put pepperoni, sausage, and mushrooms evenly spread out on top. "Perfecto!"
"Arthur, what did you put on your pizza?" Alfred asked.
"Just sauce, cheese, and mushrooms." Arthur told him.
"Ve, let's put them in the oven now!" Feliciano rushed over to the oven, and put his pizza in. Alfred and Arthur did the same.
"Arthur, set the timer for 35 minutes!" Feliciano said.
"Uh, right." Arthur looked at the timer and pushed the buttons.
"Alright class, while we wait for your pizzas, you're free to talk amongst yourselves!" Ms. Johnson said cheerfully.
Everyone thus began to talk with each other. Arthur sat back down in his desk. He was slightly annoyed by the constant chatter of his classmates. As if right on cue, Alfred sat on top of his desk.
"So, whaddaya want to do later?" Alfred asked.
Arthur looked at him. "Strange. I don't recall agreeing to do anything with you."
Alfred smiled. "You know you want to hang out with me! Admit it!"
Arthur shrugged. "It depends what we do; we could go see a movie, but I have to get back early to do some things for the Student Council meeting tomorrow."
"Oh! That's a great idea!" Alfred yelled. "There's a movie that came out a little while ago that I've been dying to see!"
"Movie it is, then." Arthur said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Cool, what class do you have last? I'll meet you in front of your classroom." Alfred asked.
"I have Statistics. It's on the 2nd floor, room 2-C." Arthur told him.
Alfred wrote down what Arthur told him in his notebook. That was when Francis walked over to them.
"Having fun, you two?" Francis smiled.
"Belt up, Frog." Arthur said with a menacing tone.
"Why are you so mean to me, Angleterre? I 'ave done nothing wrong to you to deserve this much hatred." Francis pretended to be stabbed in the heart.
Arthur's face twisted in anger. "LIAR! You're the one who pushed me out of your treehouse when we were kids!"
Francis frowned. "That's the reason you hate me? Mon dieu, that was an accident!"
"Well, that's just one of the MANY reasons why I despise your existence." Arthur stated with a flat tone.
"Why does Francis call you 'Angleterre'?" Alfred cut in.
Francis's face lit up. "Oh! That's just a little pet name I came up for him when we used to- -"
Before Francis could finish his sentence, Arthur took the tie around Francis's neck and shoved it down his throat.
"Gak!" Francis nearly choked.
"Finish that sentence, and I'll guarantee you won't be alive to see morning." Arthur yelled, one of his eyebrows twitching.
Alfred looked confused. But his thoughts were stopped by a weird smell in the air. He sniffed. "Do you guys...smell something?"
Arthur sniffed the air as well. "I don't smell anything."
Francis, in the process of removing his tie from his throat, sniffed too. "Actually, I smell something too. Don't you smell it, Arthur? That burning sensation whenever you're in the kitchen...?"
It was then that realization hit him. Arthur ran towards the oven he was cooking in and opened the door. A huge ball of smoke came out of the oven, setting off the fire alarm. Arthur began coughing. Alfred and Feliciano ran towards him.
"Damn, you're a bad cook, Artie!" Alfred couldn't help but laugh.
"Bloody hell!" Arthur couldn't stop coughing. "My cooking isn't that bad!"
Alfred smirked. "Sorry, Arthur, but this whole incident just proved otherwise."
Feliciano began to pat Arthur's back. "Don't worry, Arthur! There's always next time!"
"Is everything alright in here?" An administrator from the office came into the room. Ms. Johnson ran up to talk to him.
"I have no idea how that could have happened, I put the timer to 35 minutes!" Arthur yelled.
Alfred looked at the instructions, then at the timer. At the look at how much time was left on the timer, Alfred tried his best not to snicker. "Arthur, the timer has one HOUR left on it." Alfred said, holding back from laughing.
"...Bloody hell." Arthur winced.
Feliciano laughed too. "No wonder it burst into smoke...those were small pizzas we made too!"
Alfred groaned. "Yeah, but now I'm hungry..."
Ms. Johnson walked back to the front of the classroom. "Alright, class, luckily no one was injured. I'm allowing you to leave class early today so I can report this incident to the principal. Something about all incidents have to be reported to him immediately or something." Arthur could have sworn he saw Ms. Johnson's face twist in anger for a split second. "Once your pizzas are done, you can leave." She then looked towards Arthur, Alfred, and Feliciano. "You three may leave now, since you don't have a pizza to wait for."
The rest of the class erupted in laughter. Arthur slowly got up from his seat and hastily walked towards the door. 'Someone please kill me.'
...
~After School~
Alfred walked towards room 2-C, the room Arthur had told him he would be. He had a happy expression on his face. Once he got to the room, he stopped to see Arthur standing outside, talking to a girl unfamiliar to Alfred. For some reason, this made Alfred feel uncomfortable inside. He walked up to them.
"Hey, Arthur!" Alfred exclaimed.
Arthur turned to look at Alfred. "Hello, Alfred. One moment, please." He then looked at the girl. "If you would please help us to plan the dance, the Student Council would be most grateful."
The girl smiled in an 'odd' way. "No problem! Leave the planning to me, I just need a theme and I'm all set!"
Arthur flinched. "See, that's the problem...we can't agree on one theme. Everyone wants a different theme."
The girl shrugged. "Then I guess we'll have to settle this tomorrow!"
Alfred felt left out of the whole conversation. It was completely unlike him, but he continued to stand there silently while the two of them talked. It sounded important, anyway.
Arthur all of a sudden remembered Alfred's presence. "Oh, that's right. Alfred, this is Alice. Alice, this is Alfred."
Alfred looked at the girl. She was tall, and had shoulder-length blonde hair and bright green eyes. "Nice to meet you!"
The girl named Alice smiled. "Nice to meet you too! Awww you're so adorable!" She then proceeded to hug Alfred, nearly suffocating him.
Arthur coughed in his fist. "So, I'll see you tomorrow, Alice?"
Alice let go of Alfred, who was struggling to regain the oxygen he lost. "You bet! Oh, and if you see a taller menacing looking guy with spiked up tan hair, don't worry that's just my brother. He hates it when I go off without him!" Alice smiled and walked off.
Alfred looked back at her in awe. "So who was that?"
"That was Alice." Arthur told him. "She's a senior and one of the most popular girls at this school. She agreed to help the Student Council plan the upcoming fall dance."
Alfred nodded. "I'll be going to the meeting too, I can't wait to see what you guys come up with!"
Arthur stared at him. "You're not even part of the council, how is it that you can come to the meeting?"
Alfred smirked. "Ludwig and Elizabeta gave me special permission."
Sighing, Arthur began walking down the hall. "So, are you coming? You said we were going to see a movie?"
"Oh, right!" Alfred caught up to Arthur and they walked towards the exit to the school.
...
~Movie Theater~
Alfred and Arthur walked into the movie theater towards the ticket booth. They began looking over all the movies.
"So what movie do you want to see, Arthur?" Alfred asked.
Arthur began looking over the list. "Americans seem to have no taste in movies. The only one I wish to see is part 2 of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, but that doesn't come out for another month or so. Besides, I'm pretty sure the director ruined the plot for this movie like he did the first part."
Alfred laughed. "Why do you want to see the movie when I'm pretty sure you have already read the book? Besides, the storyline goes around in circles! Harry dies at the end, just to come back to life. I mean, was that even necessary? The author should have just kept him alive just to spare a few pages!"
Arthur scowled. "Must you ruin the ending for all of us? And it's called an important plot point, you git!"
Alfred shrugged. "It doesn't matter to me, anyways. I only read the ending, cause the first thirty-four chapters were boring."
"Sometimes, I wonder how you even got into World Academy in the first place. I've been in English 9 before, Alfred. You'll have to read five books by the end of the school year. And that's just the minimum."
"Hey, no talk about homework while we're doing something fun. I'm making that a rule from now on." Alfred said, smiling. He decided to look over the movies as well. "Hey, Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides is out, wanna go see that?"
Arthur shrugged. "Sure, why not."
Alfred nodded and bought the tickets. They both then walked down the hall and into their theater to watch the movie...
...
...
Alfred and Arthur walked out of the theater. Alfred looked somewhat pleased with the movie. Arthur on the other hand, looked disappointed.
"That movie was WAY funnier than the first three! Remember the part where Jack jumps off the exploding lighthouse? Ooh, and the part when he 'accidentally' mixes up the two cups with the water and the mermaid tear? And don't forget the part when Jack left that chick on the island by herself! Now THAT was funny!" Alfred just kept rambling on and on about the movie.
Arthur looked at him, annoyed. "Bloody hell, you don't have to tell me what I just saw a minute ago!" He pushed his hair out of his face. "And I found the ending quite disappointing, to say the least."
Alfred gaped at him. "WHY? He left that annoying chick on an island out in the middle of fuckin' nowhere! Penelope Cruz isn't even that good-looking!"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Arthur yelled. People were beginning to stare at them, so they both continued the argument outside.
"Uh, if I was forced to have a co-star that looked like that, I'd leave her on an island, too." Alfred said. "What, don't tell me you actually thought she looked hot?"
Arthur hesitated. "I didn't think she looked hot, no, but- -"
"I didn't think she looked hot, no, but..." Someone mimicked Arthur from behind them. Arthur and Alfred both turned around to see a group of teenagers walking towards them. When Arthur saw who they were, his eyes seemed to give of a burning, angry aura. Alfred didn't know who they were, but judging from the look on Arthur's face, he knew them all too well. Walking up to the two teens were the most feared bullies at World Academy: Sadiq Annan, Lovino Vargas, Natalia Afroskaya, and their leader, Ivan Braginski.
"Ivan." Arthur said with a menacing tone. Too be honest, this was the first time Alfred had been almost afraid of him.
"Hey, no one talks to my brother unless you wish for me to disembowel you, got it?" Natalia yelled.
"It's alright, Natalia." Ivan stood in front of Arthur. "Arthur just wants to be left alone, da?" Ivan said. Alfred shivered when he spoke. There was something about Ivan that made him fear his very existence. Something ominous and overly frightening.
Arthur didn't falter, however. He just stood there. "I already have to deal with your crap at school. I don't need to have to deal with your arse outside of school, too."
"Hey, Tea Bastard!" Lovino stepped forward. "Are you scared of Ivan? Is that it? You're the most pathetic piece of shit I've ever seen!"
Alfred got a closer look at Lovino, and his eyes widened. He looked just like Feliciano, with the exception of having darker hair, his hair curl was in the middle of his head instead of to the side, and of course, he had a much fouler mouth.
"You're the last person I would expect to hear that from. You're even more of a coward than your brother." Arthur said smugly.
Lovino's face reddened with anger. "Don't you DARE compare me to my brother!" He punched Arthur in the cheek, causing Arthur to fall to the ground.
"Arthur!" Alfred kneeled down beside him. Arthur was holding his hand up to where he got punched.
"Me and Feli are two different people, dammit! TWO!" Lovino yelled. "And I saw you began talking with him, again. He has me, you Scone Bastard! He doesn't need you!"
'So Feliciano IS this Lovino person's brother.' Alfred thought. Even if he wasn't one of the brightest students, it was pretty clear to Alfred that Lovino suffered from a massive inferiority complex regarding Feliciano. He felt that Lovino had a big brother complex towards Feliciano, as well. A weird combination, Alfred thought. Those two characteristics were almost exact opposites of one another.
Hey, Lovino, save some for the rest of us, will ya?" Sadiq smirked. "I wanna have a shot at beating up this fag too."
Both Arthur's and Alfred's eyes widened.
"What did you call me?" Arthur yelled.
"You heard. F-A-G. FAG." Sadiq yelled back. It was then that Arthur tackled Sadiq. They were now rolling on the ground, throwing punches at each other.
"No one calls me that, NO ONE!" Arthur yelled, tears now forming in his eyes. Alfred tried to stop the fight, but Natalia grabbed Alfred's arm and held him back.
"Let me go!" Alfred yelled. Natalia then pulled a switchblade on him. Alfred froze.
"I suggest you remain very quiet, and very still. Unless you want my hand to accidentally slip. Oops." Natalia cut Alfred's cheek just enough to make it bleed.
"Alfred!" Arthur was distracted just long enough for Ivan to grab Arthur off of Sadiq and held him up by his shirt collar.
"Nngh..." Arthur tried to get loose from Ivan's grip, but with no success.
"We can call you whatever we want, fag." Ivan said, smiling. "We all know you like men. I guess your daddy didn't abuse you enough for you to stop fucking them, huh?"
Arthur's eyes widened in horror as a flashback went through his mind.
-Flashback-
"Arthur, honey, where are you?" Elizabeth said in her sweet, gentle voice.
"I swear, if you don't find that boy, I will." John yelled, following Elizabeth up the stairs. "I'll make sure he comes downstairs when he's told."
"John, be patient. He could be busy with homework." Elizabeth told him. John rolled his eyes.
They walked down the hall, and heard a thud.
"Did you hear that?" Elizabeth asked. "It sounded like it came from Arthur's bedroom..." They both looked at each other, then darted towards Arthur's room. Elizabeth swiftly opened the door...and was shocked by what she saw.
Arthur was under Francis, who was kissing him passionately on the floor.
"Oh my..." Elizabeth's eyes widened. When John saw the scene, however, his face twisted in anger.
"What the bloody hell is this? !" He yelled. Arthur and Francis stopped kissing and looked at them.
"F-Father, I can explain!" Arthur screamed.
"There's nothing to explain!" John rushed over towards Arthur and pulled him up by his hair. Arthur screamed in pain. "You're coming downstairs right now!" And he dragged Arthur down the stairs.
In the meantime, Elizabeth just looked at Francis, who got up from the floor and looked at her. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Kirkland...Arthur tried to resist, but I proceed to kiss him anyways." Francis apologized.
Elizabeth frowned. "You're not the one I'm worried about..." And with that, she and Francis hastily walked down the stairs as well. At the bottom, John was yelling at Arthur, right in the face. Arthur was doing his best to hold his ground, but the tears were already forming.
"How dare you kiss another MAN, Arthur!" John yelled.
"It wasn't his fault, Mr.- -" Francis began, but had no time to finish. John's intimidating look when he glared at him shut him up.
"And YOU." John spat. "I suggest you leave. And don't ever come back here again."
With a swift nod, Francis rushed out of the house.
"What the hell's goin' on, Dad?"
Ian, Collin, and Kane walked into the room. The latter two looked annoyed.
"You're little brother's a faggot, that's what." John said between quenched teeth.
"John!" Elizabeth was speechless. "Don't call our son such a derogatory word!"
Collin and Kane walked up to Arthur.
"Awww, you're crying?" Collin punched him in the cheek.
"Ugh!" Arthur fell to the floor.
"That'll teach you to bang guy. Homo." Collin sneered.
Elizabeth kneeled next to Arthur. "John, do something!"
John merely shrugged. "Maybe that'll knock some sense into this disgrace you call a son."
"JOHN!" Elizabeth looked angry for the first time Arthur can remember. "Upstairs. I need to have to word with you." And with that, they both disappeared upstairs.
Collin laughed and kicked Arthur. "You don't deserve to be part of this family, boy."
Arthur winced. Collin then walked back into the living room, with Kane following him. Kane looked back at Arthur in disgust.
Arthur struggled to get up from the floor. He almost fell down, had it not been for Ian helping him up.
"Don't worry, Arthur. I'll be here to defend you from those two." Ian told him. "Mom will deal with dad. You'll see."
A faint smile appeared on Arthur's face. Ian had always been the one to take his side. Being the oldest out of the four of them, he was also the most mature. Even though he always hung around with Collin and Kane, and rarely hung around Arthur, Arthur knew that he could rely on Ian.
"That kid's not part of this family if he doesn't change his ways, Elizabeth!"
"He can be whatever he wants to be, John!"
Their argument could be heard from upstairs. Ian then grabbed Arthur's arm.
"Why don't we get you cleaned up?" Ian asked. Arthur silently nodded.
-Flashback End-
Arthur's eyes began to focus again, once the flashback ended. He didn't know it, but tears were streaming from his eyes.
"Aww, look the baby's crying!" Sadiq exclaimed.
Ivan smiled and let go of Arthur. Arthur couldn't hold his weight up any longer and fell to the floor. He was trembling, and held his arms up in front of his body as if it was a natural reflex. "F-Father...don't hurt me...please..." He whispered.
"...!" Alfred couldn't believe what he heard.
'His dad...abused him?' Alfred could feel the anger welling up within him.
"Trust me, if your dad were here, you wouldn't be alive right now." Natalia commented. "We know all about your past. We read your file."
Alfred looked at her. "H-how...?"
She smirked. "How else? We snuck into the principal's office."
"Dirty, good for nothing..." Alfred began. Natalia's blade got closer to Alfred's neck, which made him shut up.
"Ahhh!" Alfred heard Arthur's piercing cry and looked in the direction of the scream. His eyes widened when he saw Sadiq kicking him.
"That's for nearly punching me out earlier!"
Arthur tried to defend himself, but had little luck in doing so.
"You bastards, leave him alone!" Alfred yelled, trying to get free from Natalia's grip.
Just then, out of nowhere, another fist met Sadiq's face. Sadiq was sent flying and hit the wall behind him.
"What the hell...?" Lovino, Natalia, and Ivan looked in the direction the fist came from, to see a tall teenager standing there. He had blonde hair that was spiked up, and his face just screamed 'obnoxious'. He was wearing a red dress shirt and black pants.
"Hey, don't you bøller have anything better to do?" The teen smirked.
"And who the hell are you?" Natalia yelled.
"People like you don't deserve to know my name." The teen scoffed. "Now beat it before I call the cops on you."
Natalia looked at Ivan. "What should we do, brother?"
Ivan merely smiled, like always. "We'll let this one go...for now. Come along." And with that, Ivan and his group left the premises. Alfred ran over to Arthur, who regained some of his composure.
"Arthur, you okay?" Alfred asked. Arthur glared at the American.
Alfred frowned. "Stupid question. Right." He then turned towards the other teen. "Thanks for that, you were a lifesaver!"
The teen smiled. "No problem! I can't stand bullies, and it looked like you guys needed some assistance." He held out his hand. "I'm Mathias, by the way. Mathias Køhler."
Alfred shook his hand. "Alfred F. Jones." He looked at Arthur. "And he's Arthur Kirkland."
Mathias smiled widely. "You guys go to World Academy, I'm guessing? I'll be going there, too. I just moved here from Denmark. Got accepted on account of my awesome Math skills." He stated proudly.
"Sweet! We should hang out tomorrow!" Alfred smiled. "We'll be your first friends at World Academy!"
"Glad to hear it, there's one thing to look forward to." Mathias smirked. "I gotta get going, see you guys tomorrow, hopefully!" And he ran off.
"See ya!" Alfred yelled. He then focused his attention on Arthur. "Arthur, we need to get you to the hospital. At the very least the nurse's office at school. They could have ruptured something inside you!" Alfred looked worried. Arthur looked at him.
"...What?" Alfred asked.
"You're not disgusted with a 'fag' like me?" Arthur's eyes narrowed as he averted Alfred's gaze.
"What the hell?" Alfred looked angry. "You are not a fag! Don't let those guys get to you! Anyone would be lucky to be friends with you, Arthur! I know I am!"
"...!" Arthur looked at him with wide eyes. "Wh-What?"
"You heard me..." Alfred then took Arthur in a tight embrace. "Please, don't think of yourself as a useless piece of trash...no one deserves to be treated that way, not by anyone!" Alfred sniffed. "You're important to all your friends...and you're important to me!"
Arthur couldn't believe what he was hearing. Hesitantly, he returned the hug. "...Thank you, Alfred..."
Alfred and Arthur released from the hug, and Alfred smiled. "Why don't I take you to the hospital...we'll have someone look over you."
Arthur nodded. "Alright...just give me a minute."
Alfred nodded back, and Arthur stepped away from Alfred and pulled out his cell phone. He dialed a number.
After the second ring, someone picked up from the other end.
"Hello, this is Ian."
Arthur hesitated. "H-Hello, Ian...it's Arthur."
The voice paused. "Arthur? Blimey, what the hell have you been doing that you haven't called me till now? What's goin' on with you, mate?" Ian sounded happier than usual.
"Can you come visit me this weekend...? Please?" Arthur managed to finally get out.
"Arthur?" Ian sounded confused.
Arthur breathed in, then out. "I need to talk to someone...about my past."
Wow this is a long chapter. Well, I hope you liked it. I hope I didn't bore you guys...^_^"
And some of you might be wondering why Elizabeth, in the first chapter, wanted Arthur to find a GIRL, while in this chapter she walked in on Arthur and Francis and didn't sound upset. Don't worry, that will be explained in later chapters. I was trying to get the point across that Elizabeth doesn't want Arthur to be gay, but isn't as mean and upfront about it as John was.
For those that don't know, here are the real names for some of the characters:
Sadiq Annan = Turkey
Lovino Vargas = Romano
Natalia Afroskaya = Belarus
Ivan Braginski = Russia
Mathias Køhler = Denmark
Ian = Scotland
Collin = Ireland
Kane = Wales
Thank you for reading, and please review! x3