AN: Hello guys! Happy New year to all! And with the New Year comes a new story. Hope you like this!
To the people who are reading the Book of Cards and are waiting for an update, I want to say sorry. I have a minor writer's block, so you'll have to wait a little longer for an update. Again, I am really sorry guys! Hope you don't hate me! *hides behind Russia*
Warnings: BOY X BOY, Swearing and implied sex. If you don't like this, then don't read!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. It belongs to the awesome Himaruya, Hidekaz.
Info:
Allistor- Scotland-28
Dylan- Wales-26
Seamus-Northern Ireland-25
Sean- Southern Ireland-25
Peter- Sealand-13
Arthur- England-23
Alfred- America-21
So on with the story! Enjoy my pretties! Enjoy!
Meeting the Kirklands: Meeting Dylan Kirkland
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Arthur Kirkland was fidgeting nervously in the passenger seat as a cream coloured manor came into view. The driver, Arthur's boyfriend, Alfred F. Jones noticed this and placed one hand at Arthur's thigh, giving it a light squeeze to show comfort to his on-the-verge-of-hysteria boyfriend.
"Doll, It's gonna be fine! I'm sure your folks are gonna love me! Heroes are always well loved, and besides, can anyone truly hate this irresistible face?"
The wheat coloured blond said as he made a cute pouty face that can make any girl or guy melt at the sight of it. The sandy blond in the passenger seat rolled his eyes, honesty, his boyfriend was so full of himself. Arthur let out a long exasperated sigh; He turned his full attention towards the obnoxious 21 year old.
"You Git! First, it's going to not gonna, stop butchering a perfectly good language! Second, you don't know my folks! Why do you think I jumped at the first chance to move out?! They're all Barmy! especially my mum! And lastly, YOU ARE NOT A HERO! God, Alfred, someday I swear I will cure you of your Hero complex!"
Alfred let out a haughty laugh, boy, did he love it when Arthur got mad at him, his red puffed out cheeks were really cute! It reminded Alfred of a baby bunny, a cute British baby bunny with humungous eyebrows. Damn, Arthur as a bunny, now that was cute and hot at the same time. The American was snapped out of his perverted thoughts when Arthur announced that they were here.
"Alright, I'll open the gates and then you can park under that Willow." The 23 year old Brit said as he opened the door of Alfred's sleek black Porsche 918 Spyder and went to unlock the gates. Alfred here, was the CEO of a multi-million dollar corporation, and let's just say he had a passion for awesome cars.
As Arthur opened the gates of the manor, Alfred drove the car to the parking space where his British boyfriend had pointed to. Once he had successfully parked, he stepped out of the expensive vehicle and stretched, damn, it was a long way from London to Wales where Arthur's family had decided to stay for Christmas. He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked over to see his cute little boyfriend.
"Love, I think we need to go back into the car for a while."
Alfred looked at his boyfriend with confusion. "Whoa- Why Artie? I'm just itching to meet your family! why do we need to go back in the car?" Arthur cringed at the horrid nickname, God, His name was Arthur not Artie. He gave a glare to his boyfriend and retorted in an annoyed tone,
"Because you Bloody wanker! You seem to have something else that wants to "Meet" my family! And by Jove, I don't want my dad to think my boyfriend is some kind of horny pervert that can't control his libido! "
Alfred looked down and noticed the tent in his pants. Damn, stupid bunny Arthur for being so hot. Arthur let out a small sigh, "C'mon Alfred, let's do a quickie at the back of your car. Besides, my parents can wait, but I most certainly will not." Arthur said seductively as he pulled the American inside the car with a passionate kiss on the lips.
Alfred smirked into the kiss. Arthur was really a sneaky bastard, and a horny one at that. Alfred closed the door of the car using his foot never breaking the hard kiss. Once they parted Alfred looked into the emerald green eyes of his boyfriend and planted a soft kiss on his forehead.
"You really are a kinky pervert Artie, wanting to fuck in my car when your parents are just around the corner."
"Shut it wanker! I'm doing this for you! Since you just can't see- OH GOD! ALFRED!"
"Babe, just sit still and let me love you."
"AH-AAH- OHH- ALFRED!"
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*ding dong*
Two blonds stood outside the porch of the Kirkland manor, their hair in a complete mess, clothing in disarray and lips red from kissing and doing other… stuff. The taller blond called Alfred wore a dark blue sweater with the collar of his white shirt underneath showing outside of the sweater and a pair blue jeans with blue sneakers. While the shorter blond named Arthur wore a white long sleeve shirt with a green sweater vest complete with a red tie, black pants and shoes. As the two stood outside, Arthur couldn't help but wonder, how the hell did it get to this?
-Flashback-
"Hey Artie, can I meet your parents?"
Arthur sputtered out his breakfast tea and stared at his lover as if he had gone bananas. Really? Alfred wanted to meet his family? Alfred couldn't help but smile at his lover's reaction. They were in the dining room of his and Alfred's small two storey house in the States. Alfred stood up and soothingly rubbed the Brit's back.
"Easy there babe, anyway, can I meet your family? I mean, you've met mine, so it's only fair I meet yours right? Oh please Artie! Please!"
"No, Alfred! I refuse, period! End of conversation."
"But-"
"No!"
"Hear me out dude! Please? I have a good reason why I wanna meet them."
Arthur looked at his American boyfriend suspiciously before replying in an irritated tone," You have 30 seconds." And with that Arthur took a sip from his teacup. Luckily he didn't spit out all the tea.
"Thanks babe! This is great and-"
"20 seconds"
"Alright! Alright! Sheesh! Don't get your panties in a twist! well, I wanted to meet them since your mother is a bank manager in England and I wanted to ask her some business related stuff for the company, Also I want your older brother since he's a lawyer to oversee the business deals we might have in the future. Plus, we'll get to spend a whole month in the UK, wouldn't you like that? You'll be able to go home."
Alfred had placed his most adorable puppy dog eyes once he finished his speech. Arthur looked directly at Alfred's big blue eyes, God, Alfred was just so adorable! No Arthur! Must resist! Must not get persuaded by-
"Pwease Arfur? Alfie will be a good boy! Alfie will do anything Arfur asks. I wove chu!"
Arthur cracked, he just couldn't handle the cuteness overload with him being a sucker for cute things and Alfred, the fact Alfred was using his 5 year old voice made Arthur swoon over him. He just couldn't resist his positively conniving adorable boyfriend. He gave a sigh of defeat,
"God love! You are going to be the death of me! FINE! we'll go meet my parents and I expect you to be in your best behaviour."
Alfred leapt into the air with a shout of YAHOO! He was finally going to meet Arthur's family, oh he can't wait. He kissed the Brit on the right cheek as a thank you and picked up the shorter blond and gave him a big twirl.
"You're not gonna regret this Artie! I swear I'll give them an impression that'll knock them dead! They don't call me Good-impression-Jones for nothing!"
Arthur shrieked as he was spun around the room. " They don't call you that! You never leave a good impression! And put me down you bloody wanker!" Alfred placed his slightly dizzy lover down and looked at him with a sheepish expression.
"Sorry babe! This is totally awesome! Thanks a million Artie!" The over excited blond said ignoring the insult as he gave a kiss a soft kiss on his boyfriend's lips. Once Alfred pulled back, the loud American ran out of the room to book their tickets to London, leaving Arthur alone with his thoughts.
Arthur could only look up at the ceiling and think to himself,
(what the hell, did I just do?!)
-End of flashback-
Arthur nervously started fixing his tie. God, the wait was just nerve-wracking, a thousand thoughts occupied Arthur's mind, which caused him to have different expressions. Alfred felt his lover's distress and calmly placed his gloved hands on his lover's trembling ones.
"Hey, darlin' it's gonna be fine. I'm sure they'll love me, and if they don't, I'll do my best to make 'em!"
The American said with his trademark grin. Arthur couldn't help but relax at his lover's words, Alfred sure knew how to calm him down. Arthur faced his lover and beckoned him to move closer. Alfred's grin widened even more, he slowly moved towards his Boyfriend and placed his arms around the Brit's slim waist. "Yes babe?"
"I want a kiss, your kisses always help me calm myself and I think you need one for good luck." Arthur said, blushing a deep shade of red while looking away. He just really wanted to kiss Alfred right now.
Alfred blinked at the request of his cute boyfriend and gave a fond smile. It wasn't every day that Arthur Kirkland, also known as Mr-stick-in-the-ass, asked for affection. The Brit hated PDA. And Alfred would be a fool to pass up this God sent opportunity.
"Well, who am I to deny such a request from my beloved Artie?"
"It's ARTHUR you bloody wan-MMPHH!"
Arthur wasn't able to finish the sentence since he was silenced by a pair of hungry lips. He automatically hooked his arms around Alfred's neck as a warm tongue brush against his lips asking for entrance which he willingly gave. As soon as the Brit parted his lips Alfred's tongue began exploring every inch of the sweet, moist cavern. Arthur moaned into the kiss when Alfred gave a loving squeeze at his butt and proceeded to feel them up. The kiss started to get more passionate, more heated more-
"What the bloody fuck do you think you're doing to my little brother?"
A gruff voice with a distinct welsh accent was heard by the lovers. They quickly broke apart much to Alfred's dismay and stared into a pair of electrifying olive green eyes. A shiver ran down Alfred's spine when the man gave him a bloodcurdling glare.
"Dylan! it's so good to see you again brother." Arthur said while he gave the taller man a warm hug. The man's gaze softened once he looked upon the smaller blond and hugged him back. Alfred stood there awkwardly watching the two brothers interact while checking out the older one appearance.
Dylan, if his memory served him well was the second eldest and was 26 years old. The man had lighter blond hair than Arthur, had olive green eyes and the same pale skin and thick eyebrows. He was taller than Arthur and was the same height as Alfred. He was wearing a light blue sweater with brown trousers and his feet were kept warm with plain white socks.
"Arthur lad, I missed you. Come in, mum's been super excited to see you…" Dylan led Arthur into the quaint house. Arthur smiled at his elder brother and went further into the house without looking back. Alfred moved to follow him but, was stopped by a hand at his shoulder. He looked up to see Dylan's disapproving face.
"Let me make one thing clear blondie, I don't like you."
Alfred stood there dumbfounded at the elders words,"Wha-? But why? You don't even know me! We just met how could you say you-"
"I don't fancy looking at the dishevelled appearance of my precious little brother plus him smelling like sex and fast food. Nor, do I like opening the door and seeing my brother being snogged and groped by a man who looked like he was going to ravaged him at the front porch."
Alfred looked at the man with a guilty expression, "AH- Well you see… umm… Artie was, err, we, I mean… uh-"
For the first time in his life Alfred Foster Jones was speechless. (Nice one Al! You just had to fuck him and kiss him before meeting his overprotective family. Idiot!) Alfred thought to himself. He was about to reply when he was stopped by a hand in his face.
"But," Dylan started, "I love Arthur very much and I know you make him happy even though I wish you didn't, so I suppose you can stay, but remember this, I don't like seeing him in tears." He finished with a hard gaze directed towards the American.
Alfred was shocked by what the elder blond said, "I would never make Artie cry! I'm the hero, heroes don't make people cry and I love Artie from the bottom of my heart."
Dylan gave a smile and Alfred thought he had finally said something that the elder approved of. He beamed at the thought, Arthur was going to be so proud of him. Dylan came closer to Alfred and placed a warm hand at the American's shoulder. The 26 year old leaned towards the wheat coloured blond and whispered darkly into his ear.
"Break his heart and I'll break your neck."
At those words, Alfred couldn't help but turn deathly pale. The dark aura resonating from the older Brit was just so powerful that it left Alfred paralyzed in fear. It was not till Arthur came back out that the paralyzed man remembered how to breathe.
"Alfred, Dylan, stop dilly dallying and come in here. It's cold outside, mum and the twins want to meet Alfred."
Arthur ordered the two while holding a cup of tea in his right hand. He raised one of his thick eyebrows at the two blonds outside the house. Alfred looked like he was about to faint while Dylan had his innocent look on. Arthur let out a long sigh.
"Dylan, What did you to Alfred?"
"Nothing brother, Alfred and I were just getting to know one another, weren't we Alfred?" Dylan said while giving Alfred the you-better-play-along-or-you're-dead look. Alfred gulped and gave a shaky smile.
"Y-yeah Arthur, I t-think me and your brother are gonna be best buds." Alfred choked out and then he felt a strong arm around shoulder. Dylan gave Alfred a sinister smirk as he walked Alfred inside the warm house.
"I'm sure you'll feel right at home here Alfred! I can't wait for you to meet Allistor, he just loves meeting Arthur's boyfriends. He always knocks them dead! " Alfred prayed Dylan didn't mean that literally but the face Dylan had made him believe otherwise.
Alfred looked over his shoulder and found the front door, his means of escape, being closed and locked by Arthur. His fate was sealed, as he was dragged across the cream coloured hall Alfred could only look up to the ceiling and think to himself.
What the fuck did I get myself into?
-End-
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