This was originally a request on the Hetalia Kink Meme! Please enjoy~

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He was running. He didn't know where, but he knew he had to continue running away. He couldn't see. It was too dark. Suddenly he tripped, breaking his ankle with a loud crack, falling to the ground. He quickly turned himself over, looking up to meet the cat-like eyes of the demon chasing him. It laughed a cold metallic laugh as it raised its weapon above its head. It was a hockey stick stained with the blood of its previous victims. He tried to crawl away, but his ankle hurt too much. He tried screaming for help, but this made the demon laugh even more. No one was coming. He was going to die. He closed his eyes as the hockey stick came down.

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"Alfred! You git, wake up! Class already ended and I will not be late for the club meeting!"

Alfred slowly opened his eyes to find and very angry Brit glaring down at him in front of his desk. He slowly sat up and yawned, "What, Iggy? Is class over already?"

One of the Britain's thick eyebrow's twitched angrily. "I told you to stop calling me that!" he snapped, "My name is Arthur and class ended ten minutes ago! You should be grateful that I waited for you instead of heading straight for the meeting as soon as class ended. Thanks to you we're both going to be late for club now! I wouldn't be surprised if they already started without us!"

Alfred zoned out as Arthur continued ranting on about tardiness and sleeping through class. Alfred had been having some weird dreams lately. They've have recently started getting very creepy, worrying him a bit. Maybe I should stop watching horror flicks before going to bed, he pondered.

"ALFRED ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?" Arthur shouted, breaking Alfred's train of thought.

"Maybe if your rants weren't so boring I would!" Alfred smirked.

"Perhaps if you wouldn't fall asleep so much in class, we would be on time for a club meeting and I wouldn't have to yell at you!"

"Whatever! Let's get to the meeting!" Alfred said, standing up and heading towards the door with grumbling Arthur following behind.

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Alfred and Arthur's town is very small. Every student was combined into one classroom no matter what grade they were in. Because the town is so small the people who live here are very close to each other. Arthur learned this soon after moving here three months ago. He quickly made many friends and was invited more like forced to join a club.

The club Arthur and Alfred were apart of was created to help teach students about world affairs, but no one really learned anything. All the members did was play games and talk about club plans for the weekend, which usually included playing more games at a member's house.

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After walking in silence for awhile, Arthur asked Alfred, "Seriously, what do you do at home that you have to sleep in class so much?"

"Well I haven't been sleeping that great at home for the past couple of nights," Alfred said nonchalantly. Arthur raised an eye brow meaning that he wanted a better explanation. Alfred sighed, "I've been having these weird nightmares lately."

"What are they about?" Arthur questioned, Alfred knew how fascinated Arthur was when it came to the paranormal, but that stuff wasn't real. Right?

Alfred chuckled, "It's not too interesting. I can never remember the dreams. I just know that they're nightmares. Matthew has said that I've been screaming a lot in my sleep lately."

"Who?"

"Oh! Matthew? He's my twin brother! He looks exactly like me, but we have completely different personalities. I'll have to introduce you two sometime!" Alfred rambled on. Arthur was sure Alfred was trying to trick him into thinking that he had a twin brother. This was possibly another prank on the new kid? How gullible did he think Arthur was? Well, he was definably not going to fall for it!

"Hurray! We're here!" Alfred suddenly exclaimed, bursting open a nearby door, surprising everyone who was already in the room. Arthur followed Alfred into the room in a much calmer fashion, trying to ignore his idiotic friend's entrance. Just as Arthur predicted, the other ten members of the club had pushed their desks into a circle and looked as if they had already started. He quickly took a seat next to Kiku, one of his first friends he made when he moved to town.

"Alright let's get this meeting started!" Alfred shouted jumping to the front of the room.

"Like, we would if you were ever here on time!" snubbed Feliks, who was fixing his skirt, while leaning a desk. Toris, who was sitting on the desk next to him, placed a hand on Feliks' arm, trying to shush his friend before a fight started.

"Yes Alfred, if you are going to be the leader of the club you should get here on time!" Ludwig bellowed. Arthur knew he would have stood up a slammed his hands on the desk if it wasn't for Feliciano sitting in his lap, much to Ludwig's obvious discomfort and his brother Lovino's annoyance.

"Never mind that! The important thing is that I'm here now!" Alfred laughed, making a heroic pose with his fist in the air. "First things first, Kiku, what do we have planned for this weekend?"

"Well Alfred-san, there's the Cotton Drifting Festival we have been planning on going too for months." He said. The way Kiku had spoken was so polite that Arthur wasn't sure if he was trying to insult Alfred for forgetting the Festival. Arthur still didn't know what was so important about it.

"Oh right! So it's official, we will all meet at the festival and have fun! Great no objections! Now let's play a game!" Alfred shouted, not really giving anyone time to object.

"Ve~ What game are we playing today?" Feliciano asked, nuzzling his head into Ludwig's neck. Lovino looked like he was going to attack Ludwig, but Antonio quickly calmed him down.

"It should be really fun! Today we're playing Clue!"

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The meeting soon ended when Alfred remembered that he had to go to work, leaving the game with no winner. Arthur was loosing anyway, so he didn't really care.

"Bugger," he muttered, walking home alone. He could never figure out why he couldn't succeed at winning any of the games they played.

"Arthur-san?" questioned a soft voice behind him, causing Arthur to jump.

"Ah! Kiku! I didn't know you were behind me." Arthur said, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"I 'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Did you have fun at today's meeting?" Japan asked, now walking alongside Arthur.

"I guess did… It would have been better if I could win a game for once…" he trailed off. "Sometimes it feels like everyone's out to get me…"

There was a moment of silence. Arthur wondered if he had said the wrong thing. He was about to apologize, but Kiku suddenly spoke, "It's because you're new and a nice person..."

"What?" Arthur questioned quietly, scrunching his eyebrows together. Kiku could easily see that Arthur was a little confused.

"This town is very old and has a lot of traditions," He continued, "We like to tease you because you're still figuring out how everything works around here. You're also a good person and… let's just say that everyone here has a few skeletons in their closets." He looked down, so he could not meet Arthur's eyes. He was afraid of what would happen if he did.

"Everyone does," Arthur assured him, reaching out for Kiku's hand, "Including me. I'm not as innocent as everyone thinks I am!" Arthur laughed. Kiku slowly lifted his head and smiled.

They continued walking in silence, holding each others hands. The sky had now turned a lovely orange color as the sun went down and the air was full of the sounds of the cicadas chirping in nearby trees. Finally they stopped at the intersection that divided their path into two separate directions.

"Do you know what the Festival is about tomorrow?" Kiku asked, looking up towards the sky.

"Umm… No… I don't think anyone's told me about it yet." Arthur chuckled, lifting his free hand behind his head.

"Well first of all, everyone in town attends the Festival. Anyone who misses it is cursed," Arthur gulped at the serious tone of Kiku's voice. He knew that the whole town had been preparing for this for days, but didn't realize how serious it was to the townspeople. "During the Festival, special cotton is harvested and cut up. Then everyone takes a piece and places it into the river to watch it float away."

"Why do they do that?" Arthur asked, sheepishly.

Kiku paused for a brief second, "No one really knows… Some people say we do it to symbolize lost souls… or we do it is a memorial to all the people who've disappeared."

"That's depressing…" Arthur mumbled to himself. Kiku gently let go of his hand and turn away from him, still looking at the sky.

"I wonder who will disappear this year…"

Time froze for a second. Before Arthur could ask Kiku what he was talking about an arm wrapped around his neck causing him to stumble further away from Kiku. "Hey Arthur! What are you and Kiku talking about?" yelled Alfred, still holding Arthur in a tight headlock. He was surprised by how strong Alfred was as he struggled to be released.

"Nothing…" Kiku said, calmly. Arthur could have sworn he heard Alfred whisper "That's good." under his breath.

"I'm sorry, but I must be going now." Kiku quickly started walking in the opposite direction of Alfred and Arthur. Arthur tried to yell at him to wait, but he was too busy trying to get out of Alfred's headlock.

As soon as Kiku was far enough away, Alfred released his headlock on Arthur. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" Arthur immediately screamed.

"Oh nothing…" Alfred smiled, walking away from Arthur.

"Wait! What was Kiku talking about before!?" Arthur yelled running after Alfred.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He answered, chuckling at Arthur.

"It was about the Festival tomorrow!" Arthur continued yelling, he knew Alfred was hiding something and he did not like to be left out. "He said something about people disappear-"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Alfred interrupted. His tone was cold and harsh, something Arthur had never heard of coming from him before. He froze, watching Alfred continue to walk away, as the cicadas cried louder.

"See you at the Festival tomorrow Arthur!"

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Doo doo doo doo~~~ Lot's of foreshaddowing~~~ be afraid~~~

I'm sorry if I fail!

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