~6 months prior to college~
Arthur Kirkland sighed as his car slowly pulled up to his new house. The large moving truck that tailed his parents' light brown 2002 Honda Odyssey Minnie Van backed into the long driveway in front of him, and he followed its lead, turning off the ignition and turning around to face his siblings.
In the row of seats just behind Arthur sat his slightly younger brother Jack, seated next to Kael who was 2 years younger. In the third row sat Alfred, his adopted brother, and Peter who was almost 15.
It had been an odd situation moving from England, especially when three out of the five brothers were still in college. Jack, who was actually brighter than his older brother, had skipped two grades which meant he graduated earlier than him. He had soon applied for a job at a zoo (which was not surprising since he lovedanimals) and was employed.
Arthur himself was just now entering his third year into a community college while Kael was entering his second year, and Alfred was entering his first. They were all aiming for their bachelor's degree, at least, all except for Alfred who was most likely going to college just for the experience—but who knew what went on in that blonde's head.
Arthur looked back to Peter who was now fighting with Alfred about Countries. "Sealand isa country!" The young blond growled. "It even has its own flag!"
"So what," Alfred fired back. "A lot of forts have their own flags. And OBVIOUSLY Sealand is a fort!" Peter had another retort ready, but by that time Arthur's attention was somewhere past the car's window as he watched Wyoming's snow covered trees. Why his parents chose to move to America—and Wyoming of all places—was a mystery to him. And how his parents got ALL their kids to move with them was another mystery. But it was a mystery that he would set aside for now, because at the moment there were more pressing matters at hand. Arthur adjusted the thin red-and-blue scarf around his neck and opened the car door, bracing himself for the cold.
Arthur's new home was a simple, two story blue house, built for a family such as Arthur's. It had six rooms, a small kitchen for cooking, a living room, and dining area—or so his parents had told him. Arthur watched as his mother turned to his dad and giggled something quietly to him. Dad happily laughed, "Home sweet home!" with his bushy eyebrows (which sadly Arthur, Peter, and Jack inherited) pulled up with an aloof expression.
His father, spotting the boys, waved them over to help him with boxes. The brothers' hustled over quickly each taking a box to bring in. Arthur entered the house and a thought flashed quickly through his mind.
Maybe it won't be so bad living in the states.
He sure hoped so.
***
~Present day~
Arthur had just arrived at the Wyoming community college with Kael and Alfred. They stepped out of the car, and there mother followed, giving each of them a crushing hug.
"Goodbye my babies!" His mother sniffled as if it was the last time she'd ever see them.
"Mom, we'll be back in the summer," Kael reasoned with a smile kissing her on the cheek. Arthur and Alfred nodded agreeement.
"Of course, of course. It will be soon enough," she smiled, little tears still in her eyes, as she stepped into the car. "Alfred, don't forget to listen to your brother's advice every now and then!" she said as she drove away. And like a snowflake disappearing on the wind, she was gone.
Alfred grumbled under his breath.
Arthur sighed, his breath fogging up the chilly air. "Should we go see our dorm numbers?" he asked hopefully, trying to break the silence. Kael nodded and pulled Alfred along, while Arthur walked behind them, his eyes flickered along the courtyard. Catching his attention was a blond man with small stubble on his chin wooing some girls.
Stupid frog,he growled in his head. It was obvious that this twat was a bloody player. Shaking his head he and his brothers spotted the board with their assigned rooms and roommate(s). They hurried up to it.
"Hmm, it looks like I got xxx and my roommate is a man named Francis Boonefoy," Arthur said aloud "What about you guys?"
"This is interesting. I have two roommates," Kael responded. "A guy named Eduard von Bock and another named Matthias Køhler."
"I got a dude named Mathew Williams," Alfred said happily.
"Well, I'm going to find Francis," Arthur said, looking over to the blond that he had saw earlier. What were the chances that frog was—
BUMP!
"Oh sorry!" Arthur looked down as a long-haired brunette crouched to pick up a pile of freshly dropped books. When the brunette met his gaze with an apologetic smile, Arthur realized he was a guy.
Momentarily stunned, Arthur finally found his voice. "O-Oh no, it was my fault," he apologized hurriedly. "I wasn't watching where I was going."
"Heh, okay then," the boy smiled, book already stacked neatly in his hands. "I'm Yao. I'll be graduating this year."
"I'm Arthur. Oh, and by any chance would you happen to know who Francis Boonefoy is?"
"Over there," Yao said pointing to the blonde player Arthur had saw earlier. "Why? Is he your room mate?"
Arthur gulped. "Sadly, yes."
Yao looked sympathetic. "Please take the necessary precautions with him," he said with a sigh, pulling Arthur over towards Francis. "Francis! Meet your new roommate Arthur." The boy smiled pushing the English man forward.
Necessary precautions? Arthur thought. What does he mean by that?
"Hello, Francis," Arthur attempted with a cheerful tone.
"Hello, mon cher," the other blonde replied, his French accent thick in his voice. "Do you take top or bottom?"
"Wh-What!" Arthur's face flushed. Yao face-palmed.
So this is what he meant.
"Ho-ho, don't take it so seriously," Francis laughed. "But of course I only meant about our sleeping arrangements."
Arthur stared at Francis, appalled.
"We have bunks," Francis explained slowly.
"Oh."
Yao sighed and waved goodbye, a smile on his face as he walked away. "Good luck, Arthur!"
"So we'll go to our dorm now, qui?" Francis asked, slinging his arm across Arthur's shoulder. Arthur nodded slowly while he followed the French man towards the dorms.
"So where did you move from?" Francis finally asked when they reach their dorm.
"Well, if you must know, I come from England." Arthur stated matter-of-factly, looking around. Francis eyes widened for a second, and then he chuckled.
"What's so funny?" Arthur growled.
"Well, if you must know," he smiled, imitating Arthur's English tone. "I just noticed your eyebrows."
Arthur's hands flung around the French man's throat. "You stupid FROG!"
And thus started a complicated relationship.
A/N:
So, what did you think? Love it? Hate it? Please tell me! I didn't use England's true brothers' as you can see xD () They will most likely come in later as cousins ^^;
In case you didn't know:
Kael- New Zealand
Jack- Australia
Alfred- America
Arthur- England
Francis- France
Yao- China
Eduard- Estonia
Matthias- Denmark
Mathew- Canada