When Alfred saw Arthur, he knew he was the one.

He had this feeling in his chest, and this feeling was never wrong. He always trusted his heroic instincts and seeing Arthur made that feeling stronger than ever.

Of course, he didn't know Arthur's name then. He was just a guy in the library; a very cute guy in the library, might I add.

Alfred's book (which had a comic hidden in front of it) was slowly being lowered as his eyes never left the other blond that sat across the room. Alfred's friend, Toris, blinked at the American's behaviour and waved a hand in front of his face.

"Alfred! Hey..."

Alfred blinked, "Huh...?"

"Who are you staring at?"

"That guy... who is he?"

Toris looked ahead and saw the other blond. His eyebrows rose slightly and he replied, "That's Arthur Kirkland. He's from England."

"England?" Could this guy get any better?

"Yes. He moved here a week ago."

Before Toris could do anything to stop him, Alfred was on his feet and he walked over to the man he was currently fantasising over and took a seat in front of him.

Arthur slowly looked up from his book and a large eyebrow was raised in a questioning manner. Alfred's cheeks turned a slight pink and he gave Arthur a goofy smile.

"Hi..."

"Um, hello..." Arthur replied and was still curious as to who this random person was and why he was talking to him.

"Hi... um..." Think of something to say! Quickly! Oh god... "Do you like superheroes?" ...Okay, what the hell?

"Um... no," Arthur said and slowly placed his book down. Alfred's cheeks turned a deeper colour and he let out a shaky breath.

"Okay, this is going to sound kinda weird seeing as I've only know you five minutes but... ?"

Arthur blinked then shook his head, "Sorry, what? I didn't catch that..."

"W-would you like to go out with me sometime?" Alfred asked a little slower, still blushing and his palms were sweating. He nervously wiped them on his jeans and he glanced up at the Englishman. He looked up to see Arthur smirking a little, and he blushed even deeper (if that was possible).

"As in... a date?" he asked. Alfred squeezed his eyes shut and nodded. Arthur paused then asked, "And what makes you think I'm gay?"

Alfred let out a tiny squeak, "I-I-I... I-I, uh... um... I'm sorry, I j-just assumed... please don't hate me!"

Arthur laughed. He actually laughed at the stuttering and blushing mess that was Alfred F. Jones and he leaned back against his chair and his green eyes watched him with interest.

"You must be very good and seeking out those who are gay," he said in an amused tone. Alfred blinked and tilted his head.

"Um... so you are?"

"Yes," Arthur smiled, "What's your name?"

"Alfred Jones..."

"Well, Alfred... you're very annoying, but... yes I'll go out with you."

"Really?" Alfred asked in complete shock. From across the room Toris was watching with wide eyes. He'd expected Alfred to get shot down there and then.

"Yes, really. There is a park ten minutes from here correct?"

"Yeah... yeah there is!" Alfred smiled, now feeling slightly calmer.

"Excellent. I shall meet you there tonight at say... seven?"

"Yes!" Alfred said a little too excitedly and he jumped up, "Awesome! I can't wait!"

Arthur stood up and collected his books, "Great, I'll see you then," he nodded at him and went to check out his books. Alfred watched him with a dazed expression and let out a small sigh of contentment. When Toris realised that Alfred wasn't going to move, he stood up and went to him himself.

"He said yes," Alfred smiled stupidly, still watching the door of which Arthur disappeared out of.

"I'm surprised..." Toris said lightly, and he stood up dragging Alfred with him, "You should go home. You have a date tonight."

Alfred seemed to zone back into reality and his eyes widened, "Oh god... what do I wear?" he declared with a panicked expression.

"Where are you taking him?" Toris asked and this just made Alfred panic even more.

"I don't know! Oh god, Toris! Help!"

"Calm down. Just go casual."

"Casual... yeah, that'll work... I don't wanna be too fancy!"

"Exactly. Listen, I have to go... you'll be all right won't you?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll get Mattie to help me!"

"All right..."

They walked out the library together and Toris turned right and Alfred turned left. The American walked down the street with a bright smile and his hands in his pockets. This day had been a very good day and it could only get better.

He arrived home where Matthew was reading. The younger brother looked up at the American and smiled slightly, "Where have you been?"

"With Toris. Guess what, Mattie! Guess!"

"Um, I don't know..."

"I got a date! Isn't that awesome? I got a date tonight!"

Matthew looked surprised for a split second then he smiled warmly, "That's great, Al. Is it anyone I know?"

"I dunno! His name's Arthur and he's from England!" Alfred said excitedly. He ran upstairs and was still talking to Matthew as he walked into his bedroom, "I met him in the library this afternoon!"

"Why were you in the library?"

"Toris wanted to go there! I read comics though! Don't tell him!" Alfred laughed loudly and Matthew heard the bathroom door shut. Alfred took a quick shower and when he was deciding what to wear, he looked at his many shirts and his face contorted with concentration. He eventually picked a Superman shirt; put some clean jeans on and his black Converse shoes. He ran down the stairs again and stood in front of his brother, "How do I look?" he asked with a worried expression.

"Fine, Alfred... just fine," Matthew smiled.

"Great!"

Before he knew it, seven o'clock had come by and Alfred ran out of their house. He shoved his hands in his pocket and inhaled deeply as he tried to calm himself down. It was just a date. It wasn't as though he hadn't been on a date before.

(It was just that he really really really really really liked Arthur and he didn't want to screw it up!)

He arrived at the park five minutes after seven and he spotted Arthur sitting on one of the swings. Alfred smiled; Arthur was still as gorgeous as he'd remembered. He jogged closer and smiled brightly, "Hey!"

Arthur looked up, and smiled in return, "Hi..." he stood up and met him at the gate. He exited the park and the two of them walked down the path and into the town once again.

"I was thinking maybe we could go for dinner or something..." Alfred suggested. Arthur seemed to like this idea, but he eyed Alfred's shirt.

Alfred noticed him looking and he laughed, "I wasn't sure what to wear so this was the best I could do. Besides, we won't go anywhere too fancy."

Arthur nodded and smiled a little, "I suppose not."

"...Unless you want to?" Alfred asked worriedly. Arthur quickly shook his head.

"No... no, I think somewhere casual would be just fine."

The two arrived at a restaurant a few moments later. It was a casual restaurant in the middle of town. It served good food and it wasn't too expensive, so it was popular with the younger generation. They were seated and the two looked through the menu.

"So... what made you move up here?" Alfred asked him. He looked over his menu at him and waited for his answer.

"I decided I needed a change of scenery," he stated and looked at him as well, "I love England, I really do, but I needed to get away for a while."

"So you came here?"

"So I came here," he smiled.

Alfred grinned and looked down at the menu again.

"So, are you local?" Arthur asked and Alfred nodded.

"Yup! I've lived here all my life, so if you need a tour I'm totally the best guy!" he grinned, and he looked over at the waiter who had arrived at their table.

They ordered, and Alfred couldn't help but feel that the waiter didn't like him. He had tanned skin and his voice was accented, probably Spanish... Mexican... whatever... he didn't know if he was being paranoid, but was that guy sending him negative vibes?

Alfred tried to push the thoughts to one side, but the waiter kept glaring at him from across the room. Arthur looked uncomfortable too, and when they finally left Alfred looked over at his date and asked, "Arthur, that guy—"

"There's something you should know..."

Alfred blinked and Arthur played with his hands nervously. He looked up at Alfred, "This is going to sound absurd..."

"Go on," Alfred encouraged with a smile.

"Well... you like me, correct?"

"Well, yeah... I like you a lot..."

Arthur nodded, "And you want to date me, yes?"

"Um... I'd like to..." Alfred blushed.

"In order to do that..." he cleared his throat and glanced away, "You... you have to defeat my seven evil ex-boyfriends..."

"I-I... what?" Alfred's eyes widened. He had to do what now?

"You have to defeat my seven evil ex-boyfriends... and that waiter is one of them."

A/N: Yes, this will be USUK, but multiple UK pairings will be mentioned and perhaps hinted. This was only done for fun so I don't know how often I'll update, however it was amusing to write so we'll just have to see.

This was inspired by Scott Pilgrim and before you lot ask, only the seven evil exes idea shall be used. This won't follow the actual Scott Pilgrim storyline. I'm too lazy for that xDD

I own nothing!

So yeah, I think that's it.

~Iggy :)