spiffy- hey everybody welcome to my new story( first hetalia fic )
pairing USUK - had to live up to the name
rating-T for swearing
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PROLOG
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"Alfred, Alfred I-I got in!" Arthur Kirkland, Alfred Jones's boyfriend of three years came running down the halls of the now emptied school. The two boys had been going out since their Sophmore year at Hetalia High, when Arthur had gotten close enough he pulled the American in to a huge hug, leaving the taller blonde stunned.
"Hey Artie," Alfred said trying to gather his thought, "Wait, got in to what?" he asked as he and Arthur walked through the deserted school, they had detention for 'inappropriate behavior', to the just as deserted parking in the back of the large building.
"Huh? Oh right, I got a scholarship to study abroad in England for a year!" As the words left Arthur's mouth, Alfred became even more stunned, "Isn't this great? I'll get to see my family again!" Arther looked up at his boyfriend for an answer, but Alfred stayed silent.
He didn't remember the other saying anything about applying for a scholarship to England, hell he hadn't even known that Arthur even decided that he was going to an actual college. He had thought they had planned on going to the state college and living together in a small apartment, but he defiantly didn't remember hearing about England.
Maybe it's his way of saying we should break-up. The American blonde thought to himself for a moment before deciding that he shouldn't just jump the gun.
As they slowly, and quite awkwardly,made their way through the long halls, which seemed longer than they actually were to the Alfred, to the young American's car Arthur could feel the tension growing between the two blondes, so when they finally got into the vehicle he asked again: "Alfred, are you okay?" the older boy was honestly worried that he had upset Alfred.
After a minute of not speaking Alfred snapped, "What the hell Art? When were you planning on telling me that you were moving to fucking England? I mean seriously I thought we were in a relationship, I thought there were 'spose to be no secrets between us, God I thought you cared about me."
Now it was Arthur's turn to get angry, "Bloody hell Alfred, I told you about the application less than week ago," The young Englishman had a look of disgust of his face at his boyfriend's lack of attention, "And the could you even think for a minute that I don't care about you?" His look of distaste was replaced with one of hurt. Arthur had really thought that Alfred knew how the other felt about him.
"Arthur, if you really cared about me you wouldn't move half way across the world just to get away from me." The English boy couldn't believe what the was hearing, Alfred literally that Arther was leaving to get away from him.
Arthur threw his hands up in the air in frustration, "You self-center arse! Do you honestly think I would go through the trouble of moving across the ocean to leave you?" The older teen knew that the other was a bit of an air-head but he didn't think that he was a total imbecile, "I'm moving away for school Alfred and I promise with all my heart that I'll be back within a year." he said trying to get Alfred to under stand.
"Well shit Artie, can't you just stay here and go back for important stuff. What can you learn there that you can't learn here?" He obviously didn't understand why the other boy would want the goto school out of the country, Alfred couldn't understand why anybody would want to leave America.
The more Alfred talked the more frustrated Arthur got, all he really wanted was for Alfred to accept his decision and not make such a fuss over it.
It's not like I told the git that we were over.
"Alfred," the British teen's voice was pleading for the other to understand, "The reason this is such a big deal for me is- well it's just that- um, Alfred I just really miss my family, I know they sent me here because I was such a problem back then but I honestly truly miss them." There were noticeable tears forming at the corner of Arthur's watery green eyes, he quickly wiped them away before they had a chance to fall.
"Art I get that you miss them but I still don't want you to leave." He said as he crossed his arms as if signaling that this conversation was over, but Arthur was having not of that and he finally lost it.
"God dammit you fucking arse I'm going to that bloody school whether you like it or not!" The young Brit's voice rang through the still motionless car.
unfortunately neither of them felt like backing down, both of the two blondes were getting extremely annoyed with each other. The giant cloud of hostility in the air lead to Alfred saying:
"Arthur Kirkland if you go to that fuckin' school I swear to God, or who ever it is up there, that if you go to England you will no longer have me to call your boyfriend." After the words were spoken Alfred knew that he couldn't take them back.
This time Arthur didn't hold back the tears, he couldn't handle this anymore and without saying another word he turned his back on the American and opened the door to the car that had still had yet to be removed from the highschool parking lot. He was half way out the door when his left arm was gently grabbed by his used to be boyfriend, who was pleading with him not to leave.
"Please, please don't do the Art. I need you, please don't do this to me man. Please Arthur I love you don't walk away from this,from us". Arthur could see a look of sincerity in Alfred's eyes, but he didn't care.
The Englishman felt a burning sensation of rage wash through him, "How dare you tell me that you actually love me? Like the second you say that I'll give up all of my dreams of seeing my family again. Worst of all how can you just throw those words around, words that would have at one point ment the world to me, words that now mean next to nothing to me. So fuck you Mr. Alfred F. Jones I'm going to England whether you like it or not and we're over. I don't want you to speak to me, text me, email me, or call me ever! You are absolutely the worst human being I have ever ment, I-I-I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" he screeched, his voice echoing out through the thankfully empty parking lot.
Arthur yanked his arm out of Alfred's grip, which had greatly loosened during his little speech, and slammed the car door and stomped away refusing to look back.
Alfred sat in his now lonely car for five minuets trying to process what had just happened, when he recalled Arthur saying that they were through. Realizing that there was no possible way that the older blonde hair, green-eyed boy would ever take him back now, Alfred did something he hadn't done in a while, he cried, he sat there and cried until his younger brother texted him that the had to get home.
That day was the last day of Alfred F. Jones's and Arthur Kirkland's happiness for a very long time.
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spiffy- wow i only ment this to be a quick little prolog to my actual story its longer that i ment it to be
Alfred- please review if spiffy gets 7 reviews she'll post the next chapter on Jan. 21 so please review