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Hey! So heres the dealio my friend just got to busy for this account so she gave it to me! You can read more about it in my bio. A few notes, english is not my first language so some things might not be right, and for that i'm so sorry! This will be mainly usuk with sides of spamano, gerita, pruaus, and franada, but mostly usuk. There will be side stuff like AmeriBel and Fruk for story purposes.

It was the five of us back then, the 'Fearsome Five' as Feli liked to call us. . We were what you would call a cliche i guess, we had all the personalities you would see in the main group of actors of some teen movie. First there was Lovino Vargas the definition of a good cup of coffee , bitter and Italian. Lovino was one of those people who cursed like a sailor, and always had a scowl plastered on his face. He would most likely cuss you out if he didn't know you or trying to scratch your eyes out, but he had a great fashion sense and was a god at futbol and he just happened to be my best friend. Next in our band of merry men was Feliciano Vargas, Lovi's twin brother. The two were practically polar opposites while the elder twin was an feisty ball of fire, Feli was a cheerful entity. He enjoyed painting, and drawing, and pretty much anything to do with pasta. Though he wasn't much for academics he made up for it with his looks, making him the 'pretty' one in the group. Mathew Williams would be third in line i suppose. The canadian boy was shy to say the least, was quite and kept to himself, but when he did talk everyone stopped to listen having a sorta hypnotic effect on people, but once he shut his mouth he went un-noticed once again. I honestly don't remember how he became part of our click, all i know is one day he was kinda just there. Matt was extremely smart, he always got his work done, and took on the task of keeping all of us in line dubbing him the 'mom of the group. Finally I introduce to you Roderich Edelstien, the 'Leader'. Roddy was prim and proper kid from Austria, who took no shit from anyone. He was a piano prodigy, known for his spotlight pieces he got at school gatherings, but he was also know for dating and being promiscuous. He always had our backs, and lead fearlessly , he was everything i aspired to be.

And then there was me. Arthur kirkland, A.k.a the 'book worm'.

I was the one that was always opening, closing, and or reading a book. You could say i was a quite kid but that wouldn't exactly be true, I was the kid who spoke my mind when something was bothering me, or the teacher made a mistake on the bored AGAIN, but i was no Roderich. No, I was Arthur Kirkland, the kid you payed to your English homework. The kid who sat out in P.E because he had 'shin splints'. The boy who moved from the UK and had a pretty cool accent. I wasn't athletic like Lovino, or anything special looking like Feli. I wasn't wise like Matt, and i defiantly didn't had Rod's leadership skills. I was just plain old Arthur, the approachable one, the one that answered everyone's question about my best friends. I wasn't much of anything to be honest, and i liked it that way. I was the kid who everyone kinda knew and would share a smile with once in a while, nothing less then average, and nothing over average

That was until i met him.

None of that matters now of course. I am an adult, a contributing member of society, a mature jaded gentleman that navigates the work world. I'm cunning and street savy,and the certainly don't need a significant other. Why would I? I work for the most successful law firms in New York. I am one of the most praised and respected defense attorneys among the east coast. I dont have time to waste on old child hood memories that concern them...that concern him. I have things to do, places to go, people to see. i have clients to keep out of jail, money to collect,and secretaries to yell at. If only I could get out of bed.

HETALIA HETALIA HETALIA HETALIA HETALIA HETALIA

The alarm clock blare in my ears making me jolt, sun rays stream through the curtains. Everything about this morning to tell me to get up and be productive, but my body tells me to stay in bed. I groan once again as if the morning god will somehow care and let me sleep in, but alas I'm left with silence and a splitting headache. Slipping my leg over the side of the bed i attempt to stand, only to be stopped by a pain shooting up my back side .

"Bloody hell!"

I plop back down on the edge of the bed to relieve the pain. Today was gonna be one of those days. One of those days where the the little monster came out of its closet. 'Stay with me, no ones gonna miss you for a day' it would say, or 'its not like anyone is effected by your work, no one cares trust me'. And no matter how much i would try to ignore it the beast would curl up on my shoulder and laugh. On those days i wouldn't go away no matter how much i begged it to. I was my burden, my baggage, my worst enemy.

"Hey babe"

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a sleepy voice, and arms wrapping around my bare torso. 'oh yeah' I had forgotten about him. It was Trevor, no ah it was Terry, maybe Th-, never mind it started with a t. He was the one to blame for my back pains. My face start to blush at the thought of last night, the memories of what he had done to me, what I had done to him. His grip on my neck loosen as he gets of the bed. I look over to see the muscles on his back ripple, he really was a looker.

" I had fun last night, just what i needed" the man said pulling a shirt over his head.

"Hm" I replied laying down once again.

"If you ever wanna fuck again just shoot me a text, i wouldn't mind having your sweet ass again" he continued.

I rolled my eyes, why must Americans be so crude? Always coming and going so loudly, swearing, and drinking, yet charming the pants off of anyone they saw fit, Rather annoying if you ask me. The sad part is I fell for these qualities time after time. The confidence, the power, the money, it attracted me every time, like a moth to flame. All of them with their 'swagger' and 'finese' made me want to punch them and fuck them at the same time . I loved using them for my own pleasure, and they would flock to me by the hundreds. There are many perks to being a powerful man, money, and a good shag included.

I heard the bedroom door close, whatshisname's foot step growing fainter. It was time to start the day no matter how much the little creature called, I was a king that needed to speak with his subjects, and no amount of wallowing was gonna change that. Making my way over to the shower, I stop at one of the parallel night stand on either side of the bed. Mystery name man had left his card and a ripped open condom package on the small desk. Next to these item were ticket stubs from the movie we had went to. I had been a film on the pop star Beyonce other then that i have no ideas what went on in it, there really is no room to focus when you have a tongue down your neck.

Thinking about it know that was the first movie i had been to in a long time. I remember going to them with my mates all the time in middle school. We would always spend all our money on candy and popcorn, and occasionally meet other boys there. That is where I first got to know him...

Alfred F. Jones

A\N Im sorry this was so short, i promise the next chapters will be longer. As a side not a lot of the start of this story will be flash backs and explaining al the main cast relationships. I really hope you enjoyed this, and i'm so sorry for my english mistakes. This story means a lot to me for personal reason and i hope you like it, and reviews are welcomed with open arms