"AMERICA? CANADA? WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING!"...This is Arthur Kirkland, my dad...First of all, It's apparent he need's to leave my life alone, and except the way me, and my brother really are.
First of all, were gay. Which automatically means, life for us is hard? I've always have been gay. As for my brother, Matthew...I don't know if he was gay from the beginning, or what...The story begins on a normal, boring day at school in math class...
"PSSST! Alfred!" a voice whispered quietly to me.
I didn't answer, I was sleepy...
"Alfred!" the voice whispered again.
I soon grew tired of the voice, and lifted my head off my desk, opening my sleepy eyes to see none other than my little brother, Matthew. I smiled tiredly at him, and waved "What is it?" I whispered back to him. Matthew sighed, and silently cursed in French "I can't believe you are sleeping, the teacher might ca-" "Alfred, and Matthew quite chatting!" the teacher instructed, cutting off Matthew in the middle of his sentence. I sighed, and buried my head in my arms once again "Alfred Jones, come up here, and answer this question!" the teacher demanded, as he wrote a math problem on the chalk board, and signaled me with his hand to walk over where he was standing. I sighed, sat up wearily, and walked to the front of the classroom. Matthew face palmed "He's never going to get it right, please let him answer this question right." he silently pleaded. Suddenly when I reached the front of the classroom, I felt sick to my stomach 'Oh no, I ate too much at lunch...' I thought to myself. I turned to the teacher, smiling sheepishly "I-I...can I go to the clinic? My stomach really hurts..." I explained to my teacher quietly. Of course he didn't let me go... "Not until you finish this question." he instructed harshly. Soon I couldn't take it anymore. I bent over, and threw up on the floor. Matthew gasped, stood up from his desk, grabbed a small trashcan from in the classroom, and ran up to me "A-Alfred are you alright?" he asked frantically, as if I had got stabbed or something, but really, it wasn't that serious, right? I nodded weakly. "Matthew, take your brother to the clinic immediately!" our teacher demanded. Matthew nodded slightly, and helped me out the door and into the hallway where we headed for the clinic.
To Be Continued...
How'd I do everyone? I'm new to fanfiction, so I decided to make a little series thingy. This whole series will be based of an rp me, and my best friend did together. Yay, its yaoi! AmericaXCanada! I just love this pairing! I don't know when the next chapter will be out, but I do know that, it will be longer. Sorry for the typos (if there are any), and for the shortness of this chapter. Yet again, the next chapter will be longer, and I have NO IDEA how many chapters there will be, or if I will even continue this. It depends how much you guys like this. I personally think this sucks, but I want your opinions too. Tell me if you like this, or not. I just got into writing storys, and gave up on drawing. YES, I draw, but my drawings SUCK! So I gave up on being a artist. But anyways, I hope you all like this!
~BlueChan13
