William Kirkland is an outcast goth at the World Academy. But when he gets moved up in maths, he meets Eduard Von Bock, an Estonian computer wiz. Why does the Welsh boy feel so weird around him? Why does his head and chest hurt when they're apart? WHY WON'T THE HUNGARIAN GIRL ELIZABETA STOP FOLLOWING THEM WITH A CAMERA?! Well, it couldn't be love!... Could it?
William sighed to himself as he slumped down in his seat. Maths class, great. Well, at least he knew what he was going to be doing. The Welsh boy placed his homework, textbook and pencil case on the desk, knowing that if he finished the work quickly he could have the rest of the lesson free.
"Morning class. We're going to continue with the work from yesterday, I hope you all did the homework that was set last week." Well, strangely normal welcome from teacher. That meant something was up. Yep, as she eyed the Gothic male, Will knew he had done something... Oops.
"Ah, Kirkland, Mr Vargas requested that you be moved into a higher groups. So you'll be taking Mathematics next door instead of here." She informed him, clearly relieved to see the back of him. William grunted in reply as he collected up his stuff to move next door. He walked towards the wooden rectangle known as door, scowled at the other teens in his class before leaving the room.
"Yes! Finally got rid of that emo fag!" The Welsh teen overheard one of the populars commenting to their air-headed friends. Tch, typical. He was a GOTH not an EMO, there was a distinct difference, plus he DEFINITELY wasn't homo.
"Oh, you must be the new student! William Kirkland, am I correct?" The new teacher smiled brightly at him, welcoming him strangely into the classroom. The female had a French sounding accent, her blonde hair cut in a short bob, green cat-like eyes shining with optimism.
"Yeah... Um. Where should I sit?" William questioned awkwardly, gazing around the classroom, seeing if anyone he could stand was in here with him. Wait, was that Jones waving at him, nope, definitely not sitting next to Arthur's happy-go-lucky fruk buddy.
"By the looks of it... Not next to Jones." She giggled, cat like smile to match her eyes. "How about next to... Eduard!"
She pointed her dainty hand towards a blond male, head down as he quickly worked. Eduard looked up as his name was mentioned, his navy blue eyes locking on William's own emerald pair.
The Welsh boy felt a sort of spark as he stared into Eduard's eyes. Red rimmed glasses were over equally red cheeks, William realised he'd just been staring for at least ten minutes. Oops. He nodded and awkwardly shifted into a seat next to the blond male.
"Eduard Von Bock, it's nice to meet you." Will realised that he had a Baltic accent, similar to Peter's friend Raivis', but not quite identical.
"William David Kirkland, as long as you're not annoying, I'm sure we'll get along." The Welsh male shook the extended hand of the other. There was that spark again! What the hell was that?! He'd have to ask one of his brothers about it later...
"Ugh. That was a tiring day..." Arthur muttered as he collapsed on his bed next to Alfred, who was currently playing a video-game.
"Hell yea! Of course Kuwata did it! It's soo obvious! His name was even written in her blood on the wall!" The American teen muttered, clearly getting into his game. "Bwahahaha~ Punish the bastard already!"
The Brit smiled slightly as he watched his partner play, not letting anything distract him. Except... A promise if something satisfactory.
"Hey Alfred~ Alfredddd~" The blond kept playing, eyes fixed on the screen. "Alfred, do you want to make out or what?"
He immediately looked up from his game. "YES." Arthur grinned, leaning over to kiss his lover, but unfortunately, his Welsh brother had other plans.
"Hey Arthur I need to talk to you. It's really important, I think I may be dying." The Brit grimaced, turning to see the dyed head of his William.
"Oh Fine." He got up and walked out the door, arms folded in annoyance. Thick eyebrow raised at the slightly worried expression of his brother. One that he couldn't really take seriously due to the fact William's various piercings were missing. "Where did your piercings go?"
"They were irritating me, couldn't think." The Welsh boy replied, serious expression still not being taken seriously. "Anyway, I keep getting these pains in my chest and head. Plus I can't stop thinking about this guy in my new Maths class. Freaken help me man!"
Arthur smirked, so his little brother had finally fallen. How sweet. 'And with a guy as well, whatever happened to no homo, eh?'
"What's so funny?! I could be dying! I could wake up tomorrow in the fiery pits of hell!" William complained, acting like he was only five years old. "Or worse, I could actually go to heaven!"
"You're not going to die, Will. Tch. Drama Queen much?" Arthur responded, keeping an eye on Alfred, who was pouting whilst he went back to his video game. "It's just a little bit of love. Nothing much."
"No fruking way! No homo dude!" The darker haired of the two responded, instantly ready to deny all Arthur's true love at first sight bullcrap.
"Uh huh... That's exactly what I said when I met Alfred~ It's better to face your denial sooner rather than later okay?" The English boy's eyes sparkled as he started to ignore his younger sibling, probably off in some dream world of his.
"Fine fine. Whatever. I'll prove you wrong. I'm sure that if it was 'love' it would only be lustful, kay? Aaand you're not even listening." Will huffed as he decided to walk away, Art was never any help.
"So, what was all that about? He totally ruined the momenttt." Alfred whined when his boyfriend returned, wide smirk in place. "Will has a crush, no big deal." Arthur shrugged, crawling back onto the bed seductively up to the taller male. "Anyway, I can always bring back the moment~"
A/N YAYYYYYY~ WalStoni story no jutsuuuuuuu. ^3^ Now I can successfully say I wrote something for this pairinggg.