"Have a great summer!" Arthur rolled his eyes and began to stuff his books into his bag irritably. "It's hardly going to be a great summer with him around…" He thought bitterly to himself, reminded of the fact that his older brother, Allistor, was coming to stay with him. He was startled by a firm hand grasping his shoulder, "Angleterre…" Arthur turned to see a tall blonde smiling at him. His wavy hair was pulled into a messy bun at the nape of his neck and he had a bright red scarf draped across his shoulders. A pair of vibrant blue eyes bored into his green ones causing Arthur to look away in embarrassment. "What do you want frog?!" He took a step back freeing himself from the older boy's grip, "I zust wanted to zay hi, geez don't be zo uptight."
The blonde flipped one of his bangs back, taking note of his reflection in the nearby window. He blew himself a kiss, much to Arthur's annoyance, and began to feel the strong line of his jaw. "I am one beautiful man, oui?" Arthur sighed, shaking his head in pity, "You are so full of yourself Francis…" Taking him by the hand, Francis pulled Arthur to his chest and lifted his chin as to whisper in his ear. "How would you like to be full of me too?" Before he could get out a sharp reply he was grabbed around the waist from behind and snatched away from Francis into yet another chest; this one was softer, and covered in… leather? "I don't think so Francy-Pants! Like anyone would want to be with your perverted ass!" Arthur struggled to lift his head but found himself pulled closer, to the point he thought he would be crushed. "Alfred?! What the bloody hell?! Let go of me!" His angry command was met with a loud outburst of laughter, "No way dude your mine!" Arthur felt his cheeks flush and quickly hid his face in his hands, "Don't say it like that git…"
Alfred loosened his grip allowing Arthur to scoot a little away from him. "Why not it's the truth?" Arthur's eyes immediately fell to his now messy shirt, which he began to fumble with in an attempt to hide his blush. "It's…um…it's…" Alfred smiled finishing his sentence for him, "Embarrassing?" His eyes flicked from Alfred's face to Francis's before he gave a small nod. "Oh my gozh Angleterre, you're too adorable!" Francis gushed, cradling his chin in his hands. Arthur's blush deepened and he had a sudden urge to punch the Frenchman in his stomach just to stop him from grinning. "I am not!" Alfred rolled his eyes in disbelief, "Um yea dude, you are." He wrapped an arm around the blushing teen's shoulders and pulled their heads close. "But that's okay because this awesome hero will protect you from perverts like France!" Francis scowled indignantly, "I'm not ah pervert! I am merely ah aggreszive lover!" Crossing his arms angrily he stomped away to go gather his things.
Arthur couldn't help but laugh at how upset Francis had become, "Ahahaha! An aggressive lover?! You've got to be kidding me!" He wiped a tear from his eye and noticed Alfred watching him intently, his laughter immediately died away as he suddenly felt very vulnerable under the American's gaze. "It's been awhile since you've laughed like that…" Arthur inwardly cringed remembering how tense he had been the past month after learning his brother was coming at the end of the school year. "Yea, I guess it has." He suddenly remembered he was supposed to meet Allistor at the train station at four and quickly untangled himself from Alfred. "Bullocks! What time is it?!" Alfred confusedly looked down at his watch, "Um, like three forty-five, why?" Arthur stared at him in shock before quickly snatching his bag up from where it had fallen on the floor. "I'm sorry Al, but I have to leave." He began to weave his way between the desks when he stopped. "Iggy! Wait for me!" Alfred reached across his desk and grabbed his bag before hurrying after Arthur who had once again started for the door. "Dude I said wait!"
"And I did."
"Yea for like two seconds!"
"I don't have time for this I have to be at the train station by four."
Arthur shifted his shoulder bag to his other arm and pushed open the door, Alfred right on his heels. "W…why?" Alfred instantly began to regret skipping gym earlier that afternoon, his legs burning from having to run to catch up with Arthur who seemed to be having no trouble at all. "My brother is coming to stay with me this summer and I told him I'd meet him at the station." Alfred was confused; he didn't remember Arthur ever mentioning he had a brother. "You have a brother?" Arthur flashed him a sad little smile as they turned the corner into the main hall. "Five actually…" Alfred couldn't imagine five more Arthur's, he could barely imagine one more! "How come you don't ever talk about them? Why haven't I met them yet?" Arthur suddenly grew quiet and lowered his head, his bangs blocking his face from Alfred's view. "It's complicated…" Although he wanted to ask more questions, Alfred remained silent and focused on keeping up with Arthur without crashing into fellow students. Arthur avoided Alfred's eyes, not wanting to talk about his brothers any longer; now was not the time to go reopening old wounds…