Title: Now, It's War!

Rating: T

Warnings: Fem!France, Fem!Canada,

*This story will contain two endings. So you can pick who he ends up with!

USUK(woo!)

FrUk

Enjoy!


Arthur finished his discussion with the headmaster and his eyes darted up to the clock and gasped "I'm sorry! I'm really behind my work! I've got to go!" the blonde collected his papers and burst out the door, going at a fast pace. He scowled "Damn!" he glanced down at his paper,not aware of the girl ahead who had just exited the bathrooms. By the time he looked up, the crash was inevitable. Both went flying to the ground on impact. The girl made a small squeak and Arthur groaned. He stood,rubbing his hand and he extended his hand to help the girl up. She took it and winced a bit. "I'm sorry sorry, I'm in a rush and I wasn't paying attention. Are you alright?" Arthur bent over to collect his scattered paper. The girl began to help him. "Oh no, I'm fine. My name is Francine Bonnefoy." She smiled, her accent obviously French. She wore her wavy blond hair in two low pigtails and had pretty blue eyes. "Arthur Kirkland." she let out a gasp when she saw his face. He had the greenest eyes she'd ever seen and messy blond hair. His eyebrows were large, but only added to his good looks. And Francine could hear the English accent. "I'm the student council president. Sorry for being so careless." Francine was too infatuated to reply. "Real sorry, but I can't stay and chat." Arthur sighed " I'm behind on my work and I want to do it before the damn American comes to distract me!" Despite the way he said the last part, Francine could tell he cared about said "American". She chuckled "Alright bye!" she watched as he ran down the hall. She felt envious that the 'American' was close Arthur and had the privilege of being able to go into Arthur's office and hang with him. Se was already convinced that American Arthur spoke of was a girl that Arthur had a crush on. For some reason, it slightly angered the French girl. Francine felt her stomach get fluttery and her heart beat after when she thought of Arthur. But she shrugged it off for just being shocked and surprised from what happened. She fixed her hair and continued walking down the hall.

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Arthur had just finished the last of his paperwork when the door burst open and Alfred ran over as wrapped his arm around Arthur's neck. "Hey! You done?" "Yes, you git, I'm done." "Okay duuude, let's get somethin' ta eat! Oh, I know! How about McDonalds?" "You mean that filthy American garbage? No thanks, I'll pass." "Naaah, it's great c'mon!" Alfred moved his arm and grabbed Arthur's hand, yanking him up. "Fine, fine. Relax, you dolt. Le me get my coat and work together." he huffed and gathered up some work to do at home. Then he threw his coat on and they walked out, Arthur slamming the door and locking the room. The two uniformed boys walked down the deserted hall, chatting quietly. Neither of them noticed Francine also walking down the hall behind them, listening intently.

"Yo Art, I dare ya to eat five burgers!" "No you blithering American twit! I don't want to get a heart attack and die." Alfred simply laughed "Stop complainin'"

And the pair walked out the door into the frigid night air.

"How can you eat this stuff?" Arthur sipped at his large lemonade, picking at his burger he had taken one bite of. "It's so greasy. English cuisine is much better." "Aw, don't complain. You get to spend time with me! Here, you can have my fries and I'll take your burger!" "Alright" Arthur sighed. He liked the fries and could eat them. They switched foods and Alfred took a bite, ignoring the bite Arthur had already taken. "So how was your day?" Arthur made small talk. "Eh..it was cool. Gilbert tried to claim that he was more awesome than me. Pfft, lies! And yeah, everything else was boring..". Arthur facepalmed. "Alfred, you nor Gilbert are, by any standards, awesome." "Broseph, stop hatin'!"

All Arthur could do was roll his eyes. The Englishman picked up a fry and nibbled on it absently, thinking. "So Arthur..whatcha wanna talk about?" "Well, earlier today I accidentally ran into this girl. Apparently her name is Francine." "Duude, you got a crush on her?" Arthur didn't notice how Alfred's eyes got a bit darker. Arthur frowned and slapped him lightly "Of course not, git." Alfred's eyes brightened, still going undetected by Arthur. "Haha dude, I wanna meet her!" Arthur chuckled "Sure thing. Are you done eating? Would you like to go home or something?" Alfred nodded, throwing away both of their trash. "Yea, let's go!" Arthur stood, holding on to his not yet finished lemonade. The pair were roommates. Then the exited the eatery and walked down the sidewalk, into the frigid night air to their dormitory.

Francine pulled the brush through her mangled and gnarled blonde hair. Brushing it was a pain. And her roommate, Madeline was no where to be seen. Sighing, she gave up and set the brush on her table and strolled into the bathroom. She turned the water on for her shower and stripped down, her mind on Arthur. For some reason, her mind always wandered back to the student council president. Tomorrow, she decided as she stepped into the steaming water, she would visit him in his office. But first of all, she needed to think of an excuse as to why she was there. She eased as the heated water dripped down her hair and skin, relieving her of the day's stressful events. She heard the door to the dorm open as she stepped out and wrapped the towel around herself. "Hey Maddy!" "Hello Francine. How're you?" "Ah good. I ran into this guy today! His name is Arthur." "Arthur Kirkland?" "Yep, why?" the Frenchgirl asked. "My brother Alfred hangs with him! The two are always fussing about something." "Hmm..really?" Francine murmured, getting her pajamas on. She grabbed a book and settled into her bed. She had always loved the duvet her mother had made for her. Sleep always came easy when she used it. Today, however, she seemed a bit more troubled. "You okay, Fran?" "Yes." she nodded "I'm good. Why?" "Oh! Um, because wouldn't you normally blow dry your hair?" "Ah! Yes. I forgot! Merci!" She got out of her bed and plugged up the blow dryer, sighing. She muttered a few French curses, annoyed at herself. Arthur seemed to just ruffle her up. She grabbed the dryer and began drying her hair, feeling the warmth on her face helped to contain her nerves. Once that task was completed, she decided that tea would help to relax her. So she walked over, to prepare a cup of Earl Grey. She got out all the tea things and put some of the pre mixed tea from a canister into a container filled with heated water.

A few minutes later, she pressed a button and the tea dumped into her cup, the pre-mixed part remaining in the cup. She added sugar and grabbed her cup to sit on her bed and read her book. Her hair was tied into a messy bun as to keep it out of her face. She heard the shower turn on and Figured Maddy was in there. Francine sipped at her drink and read her book,in a state of bliss.

Around ten minutes later, the water cut off and Madeline stepped out, dressed in her pajamas. Her light,sandy brown hair was in a ponytail and she laid down in her bed,putting her glasses on the table next to her bed and snuggling into her duvet. "Don't stay up too long." she mumbled, barely coherent in her drowsed state. Maddy turned her lamp off,whilst Francine's remained on. She sighed and closed her book,setting it on her own table,setting the cup in the same location. She turned her lamp off and laid in her bed under the duvet,and she drifted into a light sleep.

Morning came all too fast for the sleepy French girl. She yawned and stumbled out of bed. The scent of pancakes wafted in the dorm and she figured Maddy had made some or breakfast. Grinning, she walked into the kitchen area. "Thanks Maddy!" she found the pancakes sitting on a plate. The blonde drizzled syrup on the breakfast and dug in.

"Welcome, Frannie. Now hurry and get dressed soon, we need to Lear for class." Madeline murmured, putting on the uniform skirt and sounding like a mum. Francine nodded and obliged, putting her empty plate in the sink. She disappeared into the bathroom to work on her mass of blonde hair. She pulled a brush through it, wincing when it snagged occasionally. She decided not to put it up in a ponytail and she threw on a red headband to match the uniform.

"Hurry!" Madeline stamped her foot on the ground impatiently. " se détendre! I'm almost done!" Francine replied, buttoning up her blazer. The uniform consisted of a red pleated skirt for girls or red dress pants for the guys and a black blazer, lined with gold stitching and a white dress up shirt and a gold tie. "All ready!" Francine grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder "Let's go." Madeline nodded and the pair walked out the dormitory, chatting.

When they walked past the boys dormitory, they ran into a certain Prussian-German that Madeline apparently had a crush on. When he saw them he grinned and ran over! "'Sup Maddy and Francine!" Madeline blushed and looked at her shoes. "H-Hey Gilbert." "Oui, Bonjour Gilbert. " "Aw, call me Gil, or Awesome!" he cackled and fell into step next to Madeline. She turned redder as her and the albino talked. Francine chuckled to herself and looked at the sky.

Arthur had always despised waking up. His alarm went off and he clambered out from his warm, cosy bed. Mumbling in audible words, he stumbled into the kitchen and grabbed a plain scone to eat. Arthur rubbed his eyes and made himself tea. His favourite kind had always been Earl Grey. He munched on the scone, too tired to register the taste of it. Alfred hadn't yet woken up, due to the fact that Arthur got up almost an hour before him so he could be at school early to get work done. He finished his tea and scone and made his way groggily to the bathroom to freshen up. He first brushed his teeth, making sure they sparkled. Once that task was complete, he stared at himself in the mirror. He looked tired and worn out. Arthur reached for his brush and tried to brush his unruly blonde hair. Unable to tame the hair, he gave up and rinse his face. Then he put on his uniform, pinning on his special student council badge. And he got his bag and headed out the door.

And he did all of this before his American roommate even awoke.

The walk to school from the dorms was always boring and never exciting. Arthur used the much needed private time to think about things. He popped his headphones in his ear and listened to his music. "Draw a circle, that's the Earth. Draw a circle, that's the Earth. Draw a circle, that's the Earth. I am the United Kingdom!" He sung along quietly. The song was bright and cheerful and he liked the tune. It was very catchy!

When he arrived at the big building, it was scarcely populated. He immediately veered into his office and set his stuff down. He pulled out a sheet of paper and began deciding on where the school's budget money would I as what thugs would get funding cut. He reluctantly decided to remove 250 more pounds from the choir programme, knowing they'd be angry at him. Sighing he grabbed a different seat to add some numbers when the door burst open. "What do you want, Alfred?" he muttered, without looking up. But instead of a cheery Anerican voice, he was greeted by a cool French accent instead. "Oh! Francine! I'm sorry I thought y-" "Nono, don't worry about it." Francine walked over to Arthur and leaned over to see what he was doing. Arthur rubbed the bridge of his nose "So..did you need something?" he sounded impatient. Francine wanted to be close enough to him to where he would be his normal self around her. The door burst open again and there was Alfred "Yo Artie!" he raced over, tripping over his feet and landing flat on his face. "Oh great it's the American git. What the hell do you what?"

"Hey!" Alfred pouted, standing "She gets to come in here without you yelling! No fairr!" "Well I'm sure she has a good reason, unlike you! Fobbish twit! And grow up and act more civilised!"

Alfred harrumphed and sat down in a chair. "Fine. When you're done talkin' with her, let's go so we can get to class!" "Sure thing, idiot. Sorry about that Francine, did you need something?" "Uh..no. Not really." "So this is Francine? Nice to meet ya, I'm Alfred. But call me 'The Hero' cause I am!" He laughed and Arthur facepalmed. Then he stood and grabbed Alfred by the hand and began dragging him out. "Come along, Francine. Time for class now." "Um, okay. What class do you have? I've got World History!" "We both have Human Ethics." Arthur replied. "Looks like

we got in opposite directions..do see you later!" Arthur waved and began dragging Alfred away with him. Alfred waved and called, "Byee, see ya laters!" "Stop ruining the English language, you damn American prat!"

Francine had to admit. We was a bit jealous of Alfred. He brought out the side of Arthur she never got to see. His true nature. And sure, so he was mean, but Alfred got to see the real him. Francine couldn't see it because he was courteous to girls. But around everyone else, he was snappy and mean. She giggled, thinking about him. She barely knew him and yet he intrigued her. Made her want to know more. She couldn't figure out why. What was it about the stuffy,grouchy English student council president with prominent eyebrows that interested her? He walked down the hall able to hear some of Arthur's shouting. She snickered and entered the class. Because she was early, by many people were in the class yet. A few students straggled in every few minutes or so.

She was lost in her thoughts when her Hungarian friend, Elizaveta, or just Liz, walked up to her. -ou listening?". "Huh? What..?" Francine had zoned out. "I said..are you listening? I was trying to tell you about Roderich! I really like him and I heard he's going to ask me to the upcoming dance! I'm so excited!" she jet out a small squeal. Francine laughed "That's great!" "And how's your love life?" "Uhh..fine,I guess?" "Got your eyes on anyone?" "Well I met the student council president a-" "Arthur? Ick! He's hot, but so mean!" Francine laughed. "Yeah,but? I dunno. I don't like him or anything,I was just saying."

"Hm..okay. Besides, I heard his best friend Alfred is in love with him. But no one knows if Arthur is straight or not. Anyway, I'm going to go to my seat! Bye!" Francine watched as the girl walked away. So Alfred liked Arthur, huh?

Interesting.

Very interesting, indeed.

Madeline sighed. She was practically invisible to everyone,with the exception of a few. Right now,Gilbert was talking to her excitedly about his pet bird, Gilbird. She chuckled as he talked about the bird's weird antics. Like how Gilbird liked to sit in his hair. "It can be kind of unawesome, but I love him anyway! Hey, Birdie, you listening?" "Huh? Yeah. And why did you call me Birdie?" "I dunno. You kind of remind me of a bird, so that's why!" He laughed and smiled. " Oh! I was kinda wonderin if you wanted to go to the Dance with me? It's kinda early, I know but-" "Of course I'll go!" she wanted to throw her arms around him. So that's what she did. He laughed "Haha, okay! You must be really happy then, huh Birdie?" she didn't even have to reply.

The day went considerably well for Madeline. A few people that never noticed her before said hi to her. And then before she knew it, lunch came around. She waved to her brother, who was following a very annoyed Brit on his way out of the lunchroom to his office, both of them had lunches. She chuckled and sat down at her table. Gilbert sat across from her. "Hey Birdie!" he grinned "Hey Gil!". The two talked before Francine and Antonio and Lovino joined them. Francine plopped down next to her and sighed,in a worn out manner. Lovino and Antonio sat, Lovino yelling about how Antonio was a bastard and Antonio tried to calm him("Lovi,Lovi! Calm down! You know you love me~!"). Madeline laughed and Gilbert announced that him and Maddy were going to the dance together and had started dating. "Aw! Good for you, Maddy!" Antonio grinned and proudly proclaimed him and Lovino were going. Said Italian huffed and looked away.

Francine laughed and said that she remained single.

The whole lunch room went silent when a certain blonde haired, green eyed Brit stormed in. He threw his lunch in the trash as Alfred ran behind him "ARTIE! Waitttt!" "Fuck off,twat!" Arthur left the lunch room and Alfred followed suit. "I'M SORRRRRY!" He screamed. Then there was a wave of laughter in the room and talking resumed. Francine's mouth was agape. And Gilbert just laughed.

Madeline still didn't know what she had just witnessed.

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I hope you enjoyed chapter one!

Yes, I know Madeline and Gilbert got together quick, but it's all planned, I promise!

It's funny because I'm more of a Franada fan than PruCan, but Franada wouldn't work for this story.

Until next time!

Pureh.