I do not own Hatalia D: But here it is.


Chapter 2: Reunion


"Such a pretty lad, aren't ye now." That voice cooed, sending shivers through my body.

"No, please. Please!" I begged; just wanting to get away. My small arms were of no match against his larger-gigantic hands were all over me.

"I'm not gonna hurt ye. Just relax."

My body mind is telling me to run, but I can't struggle away from his grip.

"Little squirmy now?" he tied my hands above my head and began to move his own around my shirt.

"Please, don't do this! Please. Please! I don't think this is right, it feels weird. Please don't do this. Let. Me. Go!" I began to cry, why is he doing this to me? I feel weird and I don't like it at all.

"Little lads shouldn't cry, like a buncha lasses." he began to place a cloth over my mouth. I was trying to ask him to stop but the sounds were now muffled.

What's he doing now? Why is he touching me face, my neck and on my... Ahhh!

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I bolted up and I could feel myself panting. 'It was all a dream.'

It dawned on me that I was at Orbis Boarding School, and in my dorm. Looking up I noticed a blonde haired, blue eyed guy sitting on my bed; hovering over me.

"Who...who are you?" I retreated to the back of the bed, laying my head against the wall trying to shake my dream and this fellow was far too close to me.

I was about to ask him if he had hearing issues, or staring ones at the matter, but then he responded.

"I'm Alfred Jones. You must be...Arthur... Smirkstand?" He was obviously American, a Yankee. I wasn't just saying that from the humorless comment, but from his accent. The nerve this bloke had to make fun of my surname. If this is how he is with every new comer, I'm not so sure that I want him as my roommate.

"Are you making fun of me? I am Arthur Kirkland, not Smirkstand, you arse. But enough of that, what were you doing on my bed?" I said trying to give him my best glare possible.

"You were saying stuff in your sleep and you were moving around and you were sweating buckets! I didn't know if you were sick or something, so I went to get a cloth from the bathroom and tried to wipe the sweat off." He said very suddenly then turned away from me, trying to hide the color that was creeping on his cheeks.

"Thank you, I suppose." I mumbled. I'm not very fond of showing much of my emotion, and after acting like an arse he hardly deserves much gratitude!

"Hey, are you from England?" he asked the most obvious question.

"Yes, my accent gave it away, obviously." I would have figured even an American would not have the need to ask such an obvious question.

"Right. This your first time here?" So either he has been here long enough to know that this is indeed my first time here, or he really is an idiotic bloke.

"Yes, you've been here since elementary, right?" I recalled what Francis told me earlier over the matter of Alfred.

"Yes, how do you know? You stalkin' me?" he is very egoistical, apparently, and a little self-conceited.

"No, don't get the wrong impression. An acquaintance of mine told me that about you. You know Francis Bonnefoy?"

"Yeah, I know him." He said with a bitter tone, I would have to ask that frog what exactly the relationship between the two is about.

~Ding Dong Ding Dong~

"That's the dinner bell. Let's go eat!"

We walked down the hallway, and as I followed him I was able to take notice on the beautiful marksmanship that was placed in building the school. The beautiful columns and structure collided fairly well with the color chosen, the result breathtaking. I'm not much into architecture, but even I know when to give a rewarding compliment. I stood there for a while and then Alfred came over and stood next to me. I didn't realize how long we were there together, until suddenly he had grabbed my arm and was hauling me down the corridor.
"Alfred! You arse! What the bloody hell was the meaning of that?" I shook my arm out of his grasp. He had a firm grasp, so I'm positive there will be a bruise there in the morning.

"We were going to be late for dinner and since this is your first time here, I...didn't want you to get lost and miss an awesome dinner." Ok, well maybe he isn't that self-conceited...

"Where exactly is the dining hall?" I didn't really feel like saying thank you again, after being rude...

"Come on Artie follow me!" He bolted down the corridor, leaving me no other option but to run after him, completely ignoring what he called me.

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"I said I was sorry Artie, now come on turn that frown upside down and let's eat!" I didn't mean to run that fast.

"You know what-" He was panting so much and had his hand on his knees. If he has enough energy to yell at me, he'd be almost awesome.

"Al! Over here!" Matthew waved above his head; he was sitting next to our old friends.

"Come on Artie~ I want you to meet my friends!" Without waiting for his reply I tugged him over.

We all talked about what happened over the summer. Antonio spent two weeks in Italy with Romano, and Feliciano spent half of the summer in Germany with Ludwig Beilshmidt. I'm beginning to wonder whether something is going on that I should know, but I would deal with that later. Alejandro and the Australian guy, Steve Melborne, went to Mexico for some time. Alejandro is the only one who calls Steve Steven, although we're not exactly sure why. Matthew was sitting next to Francis, who helped his mom over the summer on her fashion designs. Honda Kiku, from Japan, said he spent his summer taking pictures with a new camera he got, he watched anime and he read mangas. Wang Yao had been helping his father build houses, and got a new stuffed panda bear; typical Yao.

"Oye, Alfred who is this?" Antonio asked as he took a bite out of his churro, which Alejandro tried to snatch away when he thought Antonio wasn't looking.

"Oh yeah, this is Arthur...Kirkland, he is my roommate and it's his first year at Orbis Boarding School." I didn't want to mess up his last name and have Arthur yell at me again.

"Hola amigo, my name is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. The tonto trying to steal my churro is Alejandro Fernandez, my brother- mi hermano."

"Hello, it's a pleasure to be acquainted with the both of you. Ah, here Alejandro you can have my churro instead of taking your brothers." Arthur offered Alejandro, who gleefully took it with a nod as a 'thank you'.

"You're gonna end up fat, mate. I reckon it's almost time for your buttons to fly off your pants and almost murder someone." Steve smacked Alejandro's head and who just stuck his tongue out at him and continued to eat.

"So, mon ami, how have you adjusted to your room, hmmm? Beautiful view, non? You got the side of the dorms that face the breezy ocean." Francis spoke over Matthew, it irked me how Matthew didn't speak loud enough to confront people. Last year he had been stalked by Gilbert Beilshmidt, Ludwig Beilshmidt's brother, and he didn't bother to ask for help until Francis found out what was going on. In a way, I do owe Francis a lot for looking after Matthew, but I'M the hero NOT fucking horny Francis!

"Yes, a very nice view. It's actually...calming." Arthur stated as the last word dragged on in a quiet murmur. Francis narrowed his eyes at Arthur, but then had concern written over his face. Not even officially the first day of school, and there is drama. What's worse is that I don't know what the hell is going on, and I lovegetting involved!

"Alfred, you haven't introduced me to your roommate. Stop being rude!" Matt scolded me then turned to face Arthur who was staring at his food. Should I tell him that no matter how long he will stare, it won't move?

"Face it Matthew-San, he wants no one to go near his friend. It's the lion watching his prey, or cub." Kiku is kind of weird when he does that, even though he is a closed person. He is my best friend here, well one of them.

Arthur looked at Kiku then turned to Matt.

"Hi, I'm Matthew Williams, Alfred's brother. It's nice to meet you." he shook hands with Arthur and for some reason I was happy they were getting along, at least I hope they will.

"Hello," Arthur's accent was so fucking cool, I doubt I will ever get tired of listening to it," I am Arthur. The pleasure is all mine."

"Has he been giving you trouble yet?" Matt asked as he thrust his thumb in my direction. I was about to say something but Arthur spoke.

"Actually, he is nice. In a different way that is. Who is your roommate?"

"Francis Bonnefoy." he said sheepishly.

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At least Matthew has some manors. But what I do not understand is how they have different last names? As well as the other two brothers- Antonio and Alejandro. I might ask Alfred later.

"Is that pervert too much for you?" I honestly felt bad for Matthew, Francis is a terrible pervert. His face seemed to get upset; maybe Francis hasn't done anything to him? Are they good friends?

"Oh forgive me. I didn't entirely mean it like that. Francis is very reliable and a good person, honestly, but do make sure he doesn't get tipsy." I leaned in closer to him so Francis won't hear.

"Hahaha, yeah I know! I have seen what he does when he gets drunk." His cheeks flushed in a light pink color, then he laughed some more. I liked Matthew, he seems like a shy person until you bring him out his comfort zone. But, he does have good manners.

"Come on Artie, we need to go get our uniforms." Alfred was tugging my arm towards him.

"My name is Arthur not 'Artie'." I tried to hold my ground and continue to stay seated, but he has a strong grip. The others students were staring at us, and I do not want to cause a ruckus. Alfred had his bottom lip out in a pout.

"Please? Before we have to wait in line." His face morphed into a childish expression; I must try to resist!

"Fine." I begrudgingly grumbled.

"Yay! See ya later guys!"

We walked into the gymnasium. There was a man sitting in front of a door at the other end of the entrance from which we entered through, he looked to be in his mid twenties. He had brown hair, glasses on, and a mole at the side of his face. Oddly enough, it complimented him.

"Hello Alfred." he glanced up to stare at us.

"Hey Mr. Edelstein. This is Arthur, he's new here." Stupid git, I am perfectly capable of introducing myself.

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We finished getting our uniforms tailored and decided to go back to the dorm room. At Orbis we have black dress pants and a black blazer with blue around the hem. Our shirt is purple and our tie is black, blue, and purple. The girl uniform is the same except they have black skirts. Arthur was nervous when Mr. Edelstein tried to take his measures for the cloths. I began to place my uniform in my dresser, while Arthur just sat on his bed; looking out the window.

"Alfred, may I ask a question?" his face was still gazing out the window. Did he like the ocean?

"Yes?"

"I don't mean to pry-and you don't have to answer if you don't want to-" he sucked in a deep breath as he tried to compose himself to face me, he looked sort of adorable when he did that," but what exactly is the relationship between Antonio and Alejandro, and you and Matthew? Are you half brothers or close friends?"

I didn't really say anything because I didn't know how to answer to his questions, it was like the teachers giving me my finals out of nowhere.

"You don't have to answer, I was just curious..." his gaze drifted to the hem of his pillow as he hugged it against his chest.

"Ok, well it's a long and complicated story on all sides."

"I don't mind."

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P.S. I have a Beta Reader *plays the drum roll music* Stevie-Kai, who is a bunch of help! Some of the future chapter ideas are from Stevie-Kai's help! Yay!:3

P.S.S. Chapter three is on it's way. Or is it...mwahahaha (yes horrible P.S.S. XD)