A/N: I apologize in advance for any retarded attempts at accents… and any other mistakes along the way…. Hahaha but please R&R! I have had this idea in my head for a while now and have finally put all of the pieces together to create… well…. This :D WARNING: Artie has a sad past… but it doesn't really say anything about it in this chapter but in the next one it probably will give u all the details… anyway! On with the story, da? :)

*USUK*

"Sorry" I mumbled as I bumped into another person. The halls have been crowded ever since a few days ago when the other school got blown up. Yes, blown up. Thanks to the 'Bad Touch Trio' who have now made everyone transfer into our school. And yes, I mean everyone. Including the bad touch trio.

"Kesesese hey, Francis! I found four eyes!" I turned my head to face the bad touch trio, who had been apparently looking for me? Well, in any case, speak of the devil.

"Non, mon ami… zat is 'is brother, Alfred. I am looking for his brother, Matthieu~" I rolled my eyes at the Frenchman. Stupid Francis with his wavy blonde hair and stubble. Making Mattie fall for his Francy pants charms! Yeah, they are dating. It's so tragic! And they only just met three days ago when the new school moved in! WHY MATTIE WHY!

"Hey, Francis, why don't you go seduce someone else's brother?" I glared into the pools of blue before me, as if my glare could suck the life out of them. Wish it could.

"Kesesesese! I wouldn't start anything if you don't want to get beaten up by the awesome me! Kesesese! And the rest of the bad touch trio. Right, Anton…. io? What the hell are you doing!" I fallowed the albino's eyes to the Spaniard a few feet away trying to attack the vargas twins with hugs, only failing thanks to the feisty twin Lovino.

"Stay away from my brother bastard!"

"Ve~ Fratello~ Let go of him, please? He looks as if he's about to die, ve…."

"There's no way I'm letting this bastard get away with molesting you, dammit!"

"Antonio! Kesesese what the hell are you doing man? Getting beat up by some little Italian punk? Kesesese that's priceless-" Gilbert was cut off by a strong hand clasping his shoulder, warning him of the danger yet to come.

"Bruder….. vat ze hell are you trying to get yourself into? If you even zink of getting into more trouble I will have to teach you another lesson. Und I vill take your little bird away." I watched in amusement as Gilbert reach up and clutched the fluffy yellow chicklet that had been sitting on his head in his hands in utter horror.

"Not Gilbird!" And with all the distractions that were going on, I decided to make my escape and run through the still crowded halls up to my classroom.

*USUK*

I sat in my seat with a heavy sigh. Turning to the window, I watched the little rain drops slide down the window. It seemed as if it was always raining in England.

The door slammed open and in came the bad touch trio, followed by a slightly invisible Mattie. Oh, I guess they found him…

Under further examination I noticed Gilbert's younger brother, Ludwig, walk in, only today Feliciano was talking to him non-stop, and Lovino was behind him glaring daggers into his back. That's new.

"Alfred-san… Good morning." I turned to the Asian who had taken his seat next to me and grinned.

"Hey Kiku! What's up! Where's Yao?" I asked, looking over at the empty seat next to Kiku that was usually occupied by Kiku's boyfriend, Yao.

"Ah… He's in charge of the announcements this morning…. Since the student council president quit as just yesterday… he's in charge of announcing the new president." I grinned knowingly at Kiku, who was trying to hide his blush.

"You always know everything about Yao~ Don't cha~?" His blush grew and I chuckled. "Hahahaha! Don't worry it's cute! Hahahaha!" I stopped laughing as I heard a beep, indicating that the announcements were starting.

I turned to Kiku and smirked as I noticed the boy straighten his posture and close his eyes as he listened to his boyfriends voice over the speaker. "Attention students. There is a change in the Student council thanks to the combining of the two schools, aru. The student council president and vice president have resigned from their positions and will be taken over by the other schools old student council president as well as vice president. So, without further ado, I am pleased to announce that the new vice president will be Francis Bonnefoy, aru."

The room lit up with cheers, mainly from Gilbert and Antonio who were cheering and clapping for their friend who smiled and bowed. I mentally groaned. He, of all people, was the other schools vice president? Now I'm worried of who the president is… PLEASE don't be Gilbert or this school is bound to be destroyed.

"And for our new student council president, Arthur Kirkland, aru." The room was silent, all except for Francis who was clapping in the back, and Gilbert who was face palming and muttering curses.

"That is all, aru."

"Kesesese…. I'm in for hell every time I have to go see HIM…" Despite the words being said, the albino actually looked slightly happy/ relieved for some reason.

A smile graced Antonio's lips as he just nodded in agreement. Francis had on a giant grin as he clapped his hands together one last time.

"Oui, we are all in for hell, no? Honhonhonhon~ But I know you both are just as 'appy as me that they are allowing our little angleterre to be president again, no?" The rest of the class watched as the bad touch trio smiled to each other slightly sadly, as remembering something about this "angleterre" friend of theirs.

The teacher walked into the room and all eyes were off the bad touch trio and up to the front of the room as class started. Throughout the lesson I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to the new student council president, Arthur… All I can do is hope that he isn't anything like Francis or Gilbert! Otherwise we are so screwed!

*USUK*

The bell rang and I rushed out the door, trying to avoid the massive crowed that would inevitably come.

Within five seconds the halls were crowded and I cursed under my breath. Why does it always get like this? Oh yeah, maybe it's because two schools are being forced into one! Damn you… bad touch trio and your stupid firework explosion pranks….

The second I made it into my class I made a dash passed Ivan, the creepy Russian who always seems to smile and try to look innocent, and plopped down into my seat, which was a good three rows past the Russian, thank god.

Don't get me wrong. It's not the hero is AFRAID of him or anything! No way! Hahahaha! It's just that we have a bad history… He broke my leg in first grade! What the hell man! I mean seriously, who pushes someone on the swing so hard that it flips over! Stupid Ivan and his evil ways…..

The rest of the students came waltzing in, some quite literally… that some being Feli and Feliks…. Can't blame them though… it IS dance class after all… so they can get away with that…. And yes, I am in dance class… so what…. I can't dance alright! Big deal…. Hero's don't need to dance….

As I was pouting in my corner of the room I noticed Feli dance on over to Ludwig and was now trying to get the German to dance with him. I feel as if I'm missing something here… I mean I know I'm dense or whatever but it feels as if something is supposed to click but…. It's just not coming to me… Oh well.

"H-hey bastard…. Feli is going to dance with that potato cramming cheese breath today so…" Lovino's voice trailed off as I made eye contact with him. I was about to agree but was stopped as soon as I noticed a certain Spaniard who cheerfully attacked the Italian.

"Lovi~ You need a partner right~? You'll be mine, si?" I smiled lightly as Lovino struggled out of the other's grip but eventually got dragged away, shouting "TOMATO BASTARD!" Along the way.

I ended up dancing with Matthew since luckily Francis had to go to some student council party/ meeting thing or something. Only down side to that was every time we would talk the Frenchman's name would somehow be brought back into the conversation, which sucked.

Dance class finally ended and I grinned. It was time for speech. I skipped down the crowded halls and sat down in my seat impatiently, waiting for class to start. We have an impromptu speech today on a topic we pick right out of a hat the second we get on stage. They're my favorite.

Class started and I was the first to go. I hopped up to the front of the class and dug my hand into the hat full of possible topics. I grabbed the first one I touched and pulled it out.

Reading the paper, I tilted my head, reading the paper over and over again.

"Whenever you are ready, Jones." The teacher stated with slight amusement. She always loved my speeches. But what do I do about this? 'Persuade your audience as to whether having the old schools student council as our own is a good or bad thing.'

I thought for a second before deciding to just go with the flow and say whatever pops into my head like I usually do.

"I think" The timer beeped, indicating that I now had one minute before I had to stop. "that having the old school's student council president and vice president will be a good thing considering how our good for nothing student council members quit the second things started getting to be too much work and all." A few giggles could be heard throughout the crowd. The last student council president had been a lazy one that everyone hated for never doing anything.

"So maybe this new president could actually make a change in this school for the better. Plus, having someone from the other school as the president should help make the people from that school feel more relaxed in coming here, it could help them feel more at home having someone they knew back at the old school with the same status here, you know? It will give them a connection that they can relate to. It can also help us who were originally from this school get to understand how things worked back at the other school as well! We can all get to understand each other better! This will help us all become closer and stop segregation within this school! The student council president could be like the hero of this school! JUST LIKE ME! Hahahaha!" The time beeped and I stopped talking. Had it really been that long already? Oh well. I was pretty much done anyway.

"Thank you Alfred, you may now take a seat." The teacher smiled at me and I smiled back. That was fun.

I took my seat and waited for the rest of the class to finish their speeches so that I could go to lunch. FOOD~ yay! Burgers today!

*USUK*

The rest of the day was reeeaaalllyyyy boring! And now I'm stuck staying after school waiting for Francis and Mattie to find the frenchie's roommate or something stupid like that. Those jerks! It's been an entire hour! I bet they gave up and are just makin out in a corner or something…

I should probably go find them I guess… they are probably in either an empty class room or the student council room… but if they're… and he's… with Mattie… IN SCHOOL! Ahh! My face flushed as mental images swept through my mind while my feet kept carrying me along. It was a risk I would have to take. Even if I do end up getting scarred for life.

As I walked through the halls I heard a faint sound of music. It sounded like… a piano? Without meaning to, I ended up being drawn to the music, fallowing the distant sound as it became closer and closer until I reached the door to the music room.

Could it be Roderich? Nahh… his music never sounded so…. Light and… sad…. I opened the door slightly and music swept over me, becoming clearer. I pushed the door open all the way and looked at the scene before me.

The boy moved with the beat as his fingers hit the keys, his eyes screwed shut as the melody came to life. I stared in awe at the boy before me, with his messy blonde hair, massive eyebrows, and petit figure, he glowed in the sunlight draping down from the windows, looking almost… angelic.

A/N: X3 I wanna make this story the best I possibly can! So please review! And also criticism and suggestions are greatly appreciated! PLEASE REVIEW! And thank you for reading!