A/N: For this story Seychelles will be called Michelle and is France's sister. Also let me know if any language that I use happens to be incorrect and I will fix it. Tais-Toi=shut up and frère=brother. Review and tell me what you think.

Arthur watched the changing scenery outside of the limousine while strumming his figures impatiently on his knee. He was almost tempted to tell the driver to speed up but he knew that even if he said anything the driver would just ignore him. He tried to calm his nerves by pulling on his sleeves. It was only a little while longer when he started to see the Bonnefoy estate. It was quite an extravagant place and he assumed it would only get more elegant the farther in. "Stupid frogs and their fancy buildings," he thought bitterly. When the limousine stopped at the mansion door Arthur adjusted his clothes once more before stepping out and walking towards the mansion. When he got to the door Arthur took a deep breath before entering inside the house.

Once inside Arthur could only gawk at the interior of the mansion. "Monsieur, if you would follow me." Arthur turned his head saw who he assumed was the butler. Arthur nodded and followed the butler while looked at the obviously expensive decorations. A while later they stopped outside of a door. "Wait here." The butler then disappeared into the room and reappeared a few seconds later. "Maîtresse Michelle will see you now." Arthur mentally prepared himself and walked into the room. He noticed it had a much more simplified look then the rest of the mansion, and contained flowers throughout the room. Arthur noticed a young girl with tanned skin and had her brown hair into two ponytails sitting in a chair looking out the window.

"Hello Michelle, my name is Arthur Kirkland. It's pleasure to finally meet you." Michelle looked away from the window and smiled sweetly and said,

"I'm glad to have finally met you as well." Arthur sat in a chair across Michelle and was about to ask her what she was looking at outside when the door opened. Arthur looked over and saw a man and women enter the room. The man had a stern expression on his face with brown hair and eyes like Michelle while the women had a much more friendly expression on her face and had blond hair with blue eyes.

"I assume you're the man that is going to marry our little girl. My name is Genevieve and this is my husband Deandre." Arthur greeted the both of them and sat back down in his chair while they sat on a couch. Genevieve and Deandre started asking questions about Arthur's life and he answered them hoping he was making a good first impression.

After some time Arthur started to hear shouts and someone running toward the room. As he was wondering what was going on the door was thrown open by young man that looked a lot like Genevieve but with a beard. "I heard the guy that is supposed to marry Michelle is here! Where is he," he shouted. Arthur frowned and wondered who he was and what he wanted.

"That would be me," Arthur explained calmly.

The man looked at Arthur for a few seconds and said in a rude tone of voice, "There is no way that this man is going to marry Michelle. I will not allow this marriage."

Arthur angrily retorted, "Who are to say that Michelle and I can't marry?

"I happen to be Michelle's older brother Francis and I'm saying that you will have to find someone other person to marry." Francis then stood behind Michelle looking like he might attack Arthur if he tried anything. Arthur glared at Francis and wondered what he did to get this man so pissed at him.

"What is your problem with me marrying your sister," asked Arthur.

"Obviously you're not good enough to marry my little sister. I believe it's time for you to leave now since there is no further point in you being here."

"That is enough Francis! That is no way to treat a guest and a future member of this family," shouted Deandre before Arthur could get a chance to retort. Francis just mumbled something under his breath but didn't say anything showing that Deandre was not a person to mess with. After Deandre's outburst there were a few moments of awkward silence which consisted of Francis and Arthur having a stare off, Michelle staring at her hands with a blush on her face, Genevieve having a worried look on her face, and Deandre getting ready to attack the next person that made any trouble. The tension in the room was dispersed when there was a shy knock on the door.

"I heard yelling so I got concerned and came to see if everybody was alright." The voice belonged to someone that looked almost exactly like his younger brother.

"There is nothing to worry about Matthew. We were just getting acquainted with the man that claims he is going to marry our sister," said Francis pointing towards Arthur making Arthur shoot Francis a dark look.

"You agree with me that this marriage shouldn't happen. We obviously can't let this man marry our little sister." At this comment Deandre lost his temper once again.

"Tais-toi! This marriage is important for both of our families and if try to interfere you will be sorry."

While Deandre and Francis continued to argue Arthur glanced at the clock and saw that it was time for him to leave. Arthur apologized and announced that it was time for him to leave. Matthew asked if he could walk with him and Arthur accepted wondering what he wanted. On the way to the entrance of the mansion Matthew was very silent until they got to the door. "I know frère can seem a bit rude sometimes but he's just looking out for Mitchell. He'll warm up to you eventually. You just have to give him time." Arthur just smiled and said goodbye to Matthew.

When Arthur walked out of the mansion the limousine was already waiting for him. "Punctual as usual," thought Arthur as got into the limousine. Without even greeting Arthur, the chauffeur started driving away but Arthur was used to the silence of the people that worked for his parents. When the limo pulled in the driveway of the Kirkland mansion he almost thought home-sweet-home, but Arthur didn't spend enough time there to even be able to call it that. The mansion was quiet for the moment, but Arthur knew that it wouldn't last long once his brothers found out he was home.

Arthur hadn't even walked inside yet when he heard Alfred yell, "Hey Peter! Arthur is back!" Arthur sighed realizing that the peace didn't last as long as he would have wanted it to. Arthur walked inside and saw Peter and Alfred running down the stairs to greet him.

"So was she hot?" Arthur rolled his eyes. Alfred didn't even bother saying hello before he started asking annoying questions.

"You can judge that for yourself because she's visiting tomorrow." Arthur started walking towards the kitchen to get a cup of tea.

"So did you meet her family? Was there any kids around my age?" This time it was Peter asking the questions with a slight gleam in his eye at the possibility of new friends.

"I met her family and there weren't any kids. There was just one polite boy about Alfred's age and a really annoying guy a little older than me." Arthur had managed to get a cup of tea ready and started to drink it but was interrupted again.

"So what was really annoying about this guy," asked Peter politely knowing his older brother would want to vent about it sometime soon. Trying to keep his voice as calm as possible, Arthur explained all the annoying points about Francis. "I mean what kind of guy looks at someone for 5 seconds and can decide whether they can or can't marry his sister!" Arthur was nearly shouting at this point finally releasing the anger that he kept bottled up.

"You should give him a chance. He might not be as bad as you think," said Alfred rather seriously. Arthur just stared at Alfred remembering Matthew had said the same thing as well. Arthur sighed and thought, "I guess I'll give Francis a second chance the next I see him."