CHAPTER 1:
Quick authors note I do not own hetalia (I wish I did ;~; )
"Dear… whoever is willing to read this crap letter,
I was asked as a child if I could use one word to describe my entire life without even barely living it what would that word be? Of course being a child I answered with happy, happy being one of the few words I could comprehend at the time… but now that I have lived. Loved. Lost. My one word is practically impossible to come up with. My one word would eventually become paragraphs. Maybe even books. But somewhere in those books would be his name. over and over and over again. Is it stupid of me to miss that idiot frog? Yes. Yes it is very stupid of me."
Arthur violently pushed the backspace bar. "Idiot!" He yelled slamming a fist on his desk. "He just waltzed into my life and then sprinted out of it!" Arthur was now crying softly to himself tossing his PC aside and hugging his knees. "I want him back. To tell me its gonna be ok in his stupid accent." Arthur who was now rocking back and forth thought back to the first day of fifth grade when "The stupid idiot frog" came into play.
(FLASHBACK)
"Now remember darling, your lunch money is in your backpack and mommy and daddy will be home late to night so the key is in the flower pot as usual." Alexandria Kirkland smiled sweetly down at her young son while gently caressing his cheek. "Okay mother." Arthur smiled back at her while sliding on his back pack. "Would you like me or your father to drive you to school today love?" She asked while grabbing the young boy's coat. "I can walk its ok." Arthur smiled. "Are you sure? I don't want you catching a cold.." Alexandria frowned at the thought of her baby getting sick. "Mother, it is 78 degrees out I will be perfectly fine. Plus I am wearing a coat just incase." He smiled brightly. "Ok ok fine you got me go ahead have fun." Arthur quickly scurried out the door and made his way to school. The walk was short and once he arrived at the entrance of the small school he pushed through the doors and quickly made his way to room 309 before the tardy bell rang.
When Arthur got his personal items put away in his cubby he sat in the very back of the room right next to the window. "school is such a bore on the first day…" he muttered as a flow of students came into the classroom looking for friends and putting their items away. As soon as the class settled down into their seats the teacher stood up and wrote 'WELCOME' In all caps on the chalk board. "welcome students!" she shouted. "My name is Mrs.…. Carline…" She said while writing he name on the chalk board under her greeting. "So today we have a special announcement!" She cheered excitedly. "We have.." She now whispered as if she was talking to the CIA about a secret mission. "A exchange student!" Mrs. Carline jumped up and down claping. She then pulled a child with long blonde hair and perfect blue eyes from out of his front row seat. The boy stared directly at Arthur and held his gaze for what seemed like forever until the teacher began to speak again. "His name is Francis Bonnefoy and he will be staying in OUR class!" She shrieked. "His father is the most famous tailor in the world! But that doesn't mean he will get any special treatment!" Arthur rolled his eyes. "Francis will need someone to show him around for the day, any volunteers?" Everyone fell silent. "Ok well Francis would you like to pick?" Francis's lit up like a Christmas tree and he quickly nodded. "Sure!" he laughed in his thick accent. "Mon cher would you mind?" he asked pointing to Arthur.
Arthur shook away that thought. "I should never agreed to help that son of a-" he sighed and stared at his wall intently. "I wish he just knew that I… I…" he looked down at his palms. "I need to get out more I am going insane staying in here all day…" he stood up and made his way slowly down stairs careful to avoid his sleeping father passed out drunk on the couch as usual. 'damn drunk..' he thought and opened the front door of the small three room apartment slowly. Arthur quickly closed the door silently behind himself and hurried down the hallway careful not to be stopped by his talkative neighbors. 'Hate those goddamn cheery people always make me feel sick to my stomach...' He ran down the staircase and out of the so called 'Lobby' Into the small café across the street. It was pouring buckets outside and Arthur was now soaked, his feet making unbearably annoying sloshing sounds as he entered the small coffee house. "Welcome!" a chuckling Spaniard shouted from across the room. "Antonio! Shut up your going to scare people off with your happiness..." a small Italian man growled. "Sorry mi amour!" the Spaniard quickly grabbed the Italian and pulled him into a kiss. Arthur coughed at the two and Italian pulled away. "Stupid bastard..." he mumbled blushing darkly. "Antonio? Romano?" Arthur raised and eyebrow and stared at them. "You two work here?" Romano nodded slowly. "Yeah, you got a problem with that?" he growled. "Romano~" Antonio called. "Be nice he is Francis's amour." Arthur shuddered at the frog's name. "Not anymore.. a lot happened after senior year.." Arthur sighed. Antonio quickly came to Arthur's side. "You broke up with him?!" Antonio whisper screamed. "Why he loved you more then the sun loved the moon!" Arthur scoffed and took a seat at a near by table. "i didn't break up with him..." he sighed. "He broke up with me.."