Hello again. So I would like to formally apologize for taking the stories off of the website for a little while. The stories had to be edited to fit the guidelines. But I received a few messages wanting the return of the stories, so I'm going to attempt to rewrite these out so that they can be put back up.

Sidenote: There is a timeskip over their summer vacation.

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Arthur leaned against the outside wall that belonged to the school building. Fortunately he had gotten here early this morning, as it was the first day of their new year (even though it was a little hard to believe that he only had to make it through two more years). He glanced at his watch, and found he still had plenty of time before the bell actually rang. He smiled and looked around the school yard. Standing here he could reflect on what had happened the previous year.

One: Became a member of student council, member #2 of 2. What a pitiful student council. But they got their work done. Two: Ended up on the honor roll (somehow). Three: Somehow found the time inbetween studying and student council to realize he had a crush on Alfred. Okay he could forget that third one.

Arthur sighed and ran a hand through his hair. It was still embarrassing to think about. This year he would do something about it, for certain. He kept losing his nerve towards the end of the year when they were sophomores, but not this year. He was going to tell Alfred for certain.

Four (three and a half?): Took that stupid emotional aptitude test that completely ruined his life (at least he learned to lie on those things if they ever come up again). Five (or maybe it's four and the last one was three?): "committed suicide" in the stupid mission for change. Six (or five. Don't remember anymore): Came back after five days of being in the worst place imaginable.

Arthur shook his head. Forget reflecting. It brought up more unpleasant memories than pleasant! Arthur lifted his head and noticed Matthew coming up the sidewalk. Someone's love life had worked out. He had started going out with Cruz not a week after they had come back. Arthur tilted his head and smiled as Matthew looked in his direction, receiving a small smile in response.

"Juniors already…" Matthew whispered, quietly coming over.

"It is hard to believe." Arthur chuckled, "Though I imagine for you it's a little easier to believe since Cruz's personality keeps changing from year to year."

"Ehhh…if someone had told me in my freshman year that I'd be going out with him by the end of our sophomore year I probably would have just ignored that person and thought they were the craziest person ever." Matthew sighed, "But here I am anyway." He blushed a bit.

Arthur chuckled again, "It didn't take long either."

"No. Much to her dismay." Matthew added.

"Her?" Arthur tilted his head.

"Mm…Cruz's ex…Maria?" Matthew tilted his head, as if he had been trying to remember her name. It seemed that forgetting names was something that happened to him by other people (he kept getting called Alfred for some reason; Arthur personally didn't think they looked anything alike, and Cruz would undoubtedly agree), or when he was thinking of someone he didn't talk to on a regular basis.

Arthur shrugged slightly. He had never spoken to Maria, either. "Well if she had feelings for him then maybe she should have tried harder."

Matthew nodded quietly, "Ehh…Cruz keeps calling her souphead for some reason. I don't really know why. Every time I ask he starts laughing."

"…well if you take a literal meaning it sounds like someone dumped soup on her head." Arthur made a face, "And now that I think about it, Alfred said something about it, too. Or rather that Cruz got into a physical fight with her before we came back last year."

"Eh? Really?" Matthew raised his head a bit, "Maybe they had a fight after all. He said they broke up during the first assembly we had…"

"Ugh. I would personally scratch that from my memory as soon as I am able to." Arthur frowned. The frown vanished when Alfred came through the front gates, "Why didn't you two come together anyway?"

Matthew looked over his shoulder and saw his older twin brother coming, "Oh. He woke up late and insisted on eating more than one serving of breakfast…as usual. I just didn't feel like waiting this morning."

"…" Arthur tilted his head slightly. How Alfred was able to eat so much (and so fast) yet never (at least not that he noticed) gain weight was beyond his comprehension.

"Good morning, Arthur!" Alfred cheered, waving ecstatically.

"Morning." Arthur blinked. And how he was so bloody energetic in the morning was also something he could not understand, "Out of curiosity, can I get a decent amount of sleep each night this year?" He tilted his head, teasing the other for coming over every night before a test.

Alfred pouted, "But you take better notes!"

"Eh. You could start that over this year." Matthew spoke up, smiling, "It is a new year after all, you don't have a broken hand this time." He pointed out, reminding Alfred of when he punched his bedroom wall.

"That wall totally deserved it, and yeah yeah. I'll try harder this year." Alfred waved his hand nonchalantly to both Arthur and Matthew.

Arthur glanced at his watch again, "Then I'm heading inside. The bell will be ringing shortly anyhow." He glanced up, "Strange I haven't seen Roderich yet. I thought he would be here by now."

Alfred looked back at the gate, as did Matthew.

"Dunno. Gilbert's not here yet either is he? Maybe they ran into each other while walking." Alfred laughed, "Can totally see Gilbert doing that on purpose!"

Arthur sighed. As much as Roderich hated to admit it, it was common knowledge that the two liked each other even though they kept arguing (though Gilbert called it playful teasing). How many times had Gilbert skipped into the student council room last year (and that was even just at the end of the year that Arthur had lost count). He shook his head and headed for the front steps, "Well hopefully this year turns out better than the last one did."

"And I believe that was totally on you guys." Alfred snorted, but followed along, with Matthew in tow.

"I never said it wasn't our fault." Arthur's face turned red and he glared at Alfred, "And I am quite satisfied with forgetting that week, thank you!"

"Hahahaha!" Alfred laughed, "What are you guys gonna do if they give us another one of those dumb tests?"

"LIE." Arthur and Matthew both snapped in unison.

"There's still a problem here?" Alfred teased.

Arthur promptly slapped a hand to his forehead, "No. There is no problem whatsoever. Either way, I will be answering the test so I'm not sent back to that place. The food was awful, the teachers didn't know what they were talking about, and the beds left much to be desired."

"Eh. At least you got sleep." Matthew muttered, not making a comment on the test.

If Alfred noticed that Matthew hadn't commented, he didn't show it outwardly. Arthur huffed and went over to his assigned locker (fortunately near the front lobby).

"Ah memories!" Alfred danced through the lobby.

"What memories? It's a lobby." Arthur looked at him confused.

"Totally made this lobby the equivalent of a skating rink." Alfred grinned, "That was hilarious!"

"Oh, was that your prank on the school board? You better watch your school record this year. Otherwise you won't have a senior year to think about." Arthur shrugged and opened his locker. He didn't even know why he bothered, there was nothing to put in or take out. At least if he doesn't have a senior year, that will save me from having to help him study for any damn test.

Matthew walked by him and tapped a locker door three doors down from Arthur's, "…Well that's nice. At least if I end up in the nurse's office after gym I can just walk out the door no problem."

"No no no no no." Alfred shook his head, "No hurting yourself during gym! Besides, they banned the tackle sports. Chill." He patted Matthew on the shoulder, "Only touch tackle."

"Eh. I'll still wind up getting hurt somehow." Matthew sighed.

"Not if Cruz is in that class. That would be rather amusing." Arthur commented, shutting his locker door again. He was just making sure they had given him the right combination, that was his reason for opening it, he told himself silently.

Matthew stuck his tongue out at Arthur in silent response.

"Yeah, is he even here today?" Alfred looked up and down the hall that was now starting to fill with their chattering classmates.

"Eh. He should be." Matthew tilted his head.

Arthur blinked as a familiar albino walked in through the door with his arm around Roderich, "Oh. There they are. Looks like you were right, Alfred."

"Yes!" Alfred cheered, "I knew it!"

"Morning, awesome people!" Gilbert grinned cheerfully.

"Morning, Gilbert, good morning Roderich." Matthew looked over at the male (who did not look happy at all) that was next to Gilbert.

"It was." Roderich huffed, glaring at the slightly taller male next to him, "I am not an armrest."

"You're a walking hug." Gilbert stuck his tongue out at Roderich, but moved his arm anyway.

Arthur stared at Gilbert in silence. It must be his imagination… Arthur shook his head and smiled, "Good morning to you both."

"Anyone else have first class with me? I got stuck in history first thing." Gilbert took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket.

"Ah, I think I do actually." Arthur took out his own class schedule, "Yes. World History in room 220."

"Sweet!" Gilbert instantly latched onto Arthur, "First class is gonna be awesome!"

"Get off me." Arthur sighed.

"Thank you." Roderich rubbed his shoulder in relief, "I have math for my first class."

"Math." Alfred raised his hand.

"Math." Matthew raised his hand as well.

"Pft. Have fun with that." Gilbert waved a hand dismissively, "You all gotta stay awake. History is bound to be powerpoints and videos."

Arthur made a face, "I plan on taking notes, not sleeping."

"Whatever. What do you have for second class?" Gilbert looked at his schedule again.

"History." Roderich smirked, "No class with you."

"Whatever!" Gilbert pouted, "I got put in Home Education that class."

"Huh? So did I." Arthur blinked. Is that the class where they learn to cook and sew?

"Not fair. I got gym." Alfred sighed.

"…World History." Matthew made a face, "At least it's with someone else…" He sighed in relief.

"Well I can tell me and Arthur are gonna have fun." Gilbert grinned, "Third bell, I got stuck in science."

"Study Hall." Arthur made a face. He preferred saving those for the end of the day so he could get all his homework done and not have to take anything home, but oh well. At least this would come in handy for any last minute studying before a test.

"Study hall…" Alfred perked up, "I got a class with Arthur!"

"That's hardly a class!" Arthur snapped, feeling his face redden already. Damn it!

"Eh. Science." Matthew tilted his head. One class with Gilbert it seemed.

"Unfortunately gym." Roderich sighed.

"Whoa. Poor Roddy's the only one off by himself!" Gilbert laughed, "There there." He patted Roderich on the shoulder.

"Is that supposed to comfort me?" Roderich glared at him through narrowed eyes.

Gilbert stuck his tongue out at Roderich, "I was trying!"

"Before you two get into a fight in the hall…" Arthur sighed and shook his head, "I'm heading to class before the bell rings."

"Ah, wait for me!" Gilbert hurried after him.

Roderich shook his head, "Honestly. Should we walk together then?" He looked over at Alfred and Matthew.

Matthew nodded in silence, while Alfred grinned, "Heck yeah! Maybe we can all sit together!"

Roderich smiled slightly, "That would make class a little more tolerable. Hopefully the teachers learned a lesson from last year." He headed off towards the stairwell, as their math class was up on the second level.

"Ahahahaha, they better have! We can teach them another lesson this year!" Alfred skipped after Roderich, looping his arm around Matthew's shoulders and pulling him along.

"Eh…have some respect for your school record please…" Matthew whispered, but kept up with the strides of his taller brother.

"Ahahahahaha, oh sure." Alfred waved his hand dismissively, "Respect for the school record, the year just started, no worries!"

"You're aware marks carry on to the next year?" Roderich looked back at Alfred with a raised eyebrow.

"Huh? Do they really?" Alfred tilted his head, "So that means I got two ear-blistering lectures on my record!" He laughed, obviously not caring at all.

Matthew shook his head quietly. He raised his head again and saw Cruz coming up the hallway, "Eh. Good morning."

"Morning." Cruz suppressed a yawn and ruffled Matthew's hair, "Where you off to?"

"Math with Alfred and Roderich." Matthew smiled cheerfully up at Cruz.

"What do you have first?" Alfred glanced over at him, not caring much for the public display of affection (as he still didn't get along with Cruz).

"Gym." Cruz sighed, "Of course I would have that stupid class first…"

"At least you'll wake up first thing." Roderich pointed out, huffing slightly.

"Yeah, and be worn out the rest of the day." Cruz grumbled, "Just peachy." He walked with them to the stairwell before heading off down the hall while they went up the steps, "Hopefully see you later."

Matthew smiled and waved at him before hurrying up the steps after Alfred and Roderich. He had begun wondering if Cruz had a study hall the first class (that would mean he didn't have to show up until the second bell), but it turns out he had just overslept. Matthew smiled to himself and caught up to his brother, "I wonder if they'll have a test first thing…"

Alfred winced, "I hope not. It's way too early in the morning for that!"

"Well…it's possible." Roderich made a face, "Just to see how much we know."

"Crap. I'm doomed." Alfred's shoulders slumped, "Math tests are hard as it is. Forget about one right after summer vaction!"

"Yeah but this one shouldn't count towards our grade at least." Matthew smiled.

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Arthur walked up the ramp, with Gilbert following right behind him.

"This stupid history class better not be boring." Gilbert grumbled, keeping up with Arthur despite the fast pace he was going at.

"Well don't hold your breath on that one. You said yourself that it's going to be powerpoints…by the way…" Arthur stopped at the top of the ramp and looked at Gilbert, frowning.

Gilbert stopped, just short of running into him, "What?" He raised an eyebrow, "That's one heck of a spot to stop, just saying."

Arthur stared at Gilbert for a while, "…no. Never mind." He turned on his heel and continued walking, "It's probably just my imagination and not seeing you for a while."

"What? Do I look like crap or something?" Gilbert laughed and followed along behind him, "Because I totally blame that on my stupid older brother."

"I thought Ludwig was younger?" Arthur glanced over his shoulder in confusion.

"Ach, no. Not Ludwig. Stupid older brother, Ardrich." Gilbert rolled his eyes, "He's shorter than me for crying out loud, how he's older I have no clue."

"Well height doesn't always attribute to age." Arthur smiled slightly.

"Pft. Obviously maturity doesn't either." Gilbert scoffed, "He better not be in any of my classes, just saying that now."

"What are you going to do if he is?"Arthur looked at him, eyebrows raised, as they reached the door to their classroom.

"Demand a schedule change." Gilbert made a face, "I cannot stand sitting in the same room with him."

Arthur laughed and walked into the classroom.

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Well thankfully that didn't require much editing. It was just a few grammar changes here and there.