Hey there (I couldn't think of a better greeting...). This is my first time posting fanfiction online, so I'm slightly nervous I guess. The main pairing in this is USUK and I don't think I'll focus too much on other ships. I may allude to a few, every now and then.

Disclaimer: Hetalia does not belong to me.

Rated T for occasional use of bad language.

There I was, walking contentedly through the streets, feeling invincible in my mid-adolescent years – I cared for nothing, nothing except myself. And that was completely acceptable, the feeling was unanimous. I wasn't alone. I was normal and I hoped to remain that way.

My name: Arthur, Arthur Kirkland, a snooty, slightly arrogant and very ignorant middle-class boy living in south London. By society's standards, I was normal, free from judgement as I blended in with the crowds in the moderately dull colours of my uniform. Perfect.

I made a turn onto a side-street, or alley, and winced a little at the pungent smell of what was mostly cigarette smoke, blended with old urine and a slight trace of puke (although that might have just been my imagination) , wafting about my nose amongst various, other, suspicious scents. That was natural, as there were several pubs dotted about town.

There was nothing wrong here…

As I walked however, I had an odd, somewhat off-putting feeling settle inside me, even though nothing was out of place, nothing was out of the ordinary. And so, I continued down the footpath that wound onwards for about a minute. No-one was to be seen.

The air stilled out of the blue. All was silent and the trees ceased their rhythmical sways. I furrowed my thick brows; that was odd. Unconsciously, I slowed my steps a little and closed my eyes to blink.

When they opened, an unfamiliar figure was standing ahead of me.

That wasn't normal. No human could just appear in front of another like that. That would be preposterous. I rubbed my eyelids, it must have been a hallucination - I knew I needed more sleep last night – he was still there, oh bloody hell. I tried to compose myself enough to speak.

"C-can I help you?" A wide and toothy grin spread across his freckled face, which, when I took a closer look, seemed to significantly resemble my own. Not only that but his eyebrows were just as voluminous as my own and his hair was styled much like mine; a grotesque untameable mop of strawberry blonde, unlike my own, which was of a paler, sandy shade. Who was he? Some long-lost brother? He certainly looked the part - no, not with eyes like that; not a single member of my family had eyes in that colour. They were blue, which is generally considered to be a normal eye colour - but this particular tone resembled one of the bloody highlighters in my pencil-case, which, without contacts, is not natural.

"Yes actually…" He reached into a small satchel that was hung from his shoulders. "Could you take this for me?" His voice was light, airy and strangely high… had he not gone through puberty yet? I inwardly slapped myself at the slightly judgemental thought. In his outstretched hands, was a book, thick and clad in pearl white leather, with intricate markings across the front in a bold black. Slightly perplexed, I gingerly took it from his hands into my own before examining it a little more. I noticed that it was secured tightly shut with a small silver latch. What on earth…?

"What is it?"

"Oh don't worry my dear, you'll find out when the time comes." I ignored the odd term of endearment as there were many other, more important things swimming through my head, which actually caused it to hurt a little but it wasn't anything I couldn't dismiss…for now. The strange look-alike in front of me let out a small giggle, before he vanished entirely.

And with that, I knew that, I, Arthur Kirkland had a not-so-normal life to look forward to. Marvellous.

And that's the first chapter! Uh... feel free to leave a review and tell me what you think, if you want to. Other than that, I don't have anything else to say really...

More info on story/updates etc. on my profile! I should be posting the third and possibly fourth chapter this Sunday or something...