Ch.1: Teenagers

When Arthur Kirkland opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was a worried looking boy peering at him through thin black rimmed glasses. The second thing he noticed was the killer headache he had, like a thousand elephants were dancing ballet in his brain or as if his brain was eating itself from the inside and out. The third and final thing he noticed was that he wasn't in his room, or even in heaven. It took him exactly three minutes thirty-eight seconds and four milliseconds to remember what happened.

"Oh bloody hell…" He glanced at the teen looking meekly at him "What the fuck was up with that wish?"

"Er… excuse me?"

Arthur ignored what the boy said and stretched out one of his hand to the Canadian while his other hand covered his green eyes. "Ugh, let me borrow your mobile will you…"

Wordlessly, Matthew gave the crazy man his cell phone and watched with avid curiosity as the man dialled a number. The Canadian was a bit wary after the fainting gig and the light show. But he was prepared at what will happen next. Is Arthur, the supposed 'God' going to call the higher ups? But then again, if he was a god, then who has more power? What about the angels? And assuming that gods and goddesses exist; shouldn't that mean that there are demons running amok in the world? Matthew was about to become all philosophical on the questions his head kept hurling at him when a deep breath drew him back to his (uninvited) guest.

"You bloody idiot!" Arthur screamed to the phone "Why did you bloody grant that kind of wish?...Well, I don't care! Wha…" Arthur flushed and glared at the ceiling that had a huge gaping hole in the middle of it "Don't bloody 'honhonhon' me! I'll zap your arse with a lightning spell if I have to!" Matthew shifted in his seat and felt his confidence become lower with every sentence Arthur spewed with venom. Was he really that pathetic that a godly being, a being which was supposed to be nice and gentle, didn't even want to be friends with him? Not like he believes that Arthur is a god… "It's not like I can't make any friends!" The deity said and glanced at Matthew. "…I have plenty of friends for your information...of course they count! And don't call them small or short! You don't know what they'll do if you told them that!" Arthur groaned. "I don't lie! Fine you bloody frog!" With that final sentence, Arthur almost threw the phone out the window, but remembered that it didn't belong to me.

"Are you alright, eh?" asked Matthew and cradled his mobile phone.

Arthur sighed in exasperation. Out of all the Gods and Goddesses that work in the commercial department, of course it would be him that would have to babysit a teenager. At least Belldandy was also somewhere out there babysitting a human. However, knowing her, she would be enjoying herself. Damn…the fates really must hate him or something. The Canadian just had to be so lonely that he'll wish something so… ugh, he can't even find the right words.

"Seems like I'll be stuck with you from now on." Arthur drawled. "So, where do I sleep?" the god asked while standing up from his laying position on the floor. Bloody hell, couldn't the kid have at least dragged him on the sofa when he fainted? Not that he did that or anything, he just lost consciousness. He wouldn't call that fainting.

Matthew looked at him in confusion "Umm…huh?"

Arthur wanted to really roll his eyes and spit out a sarcastic comment on his 'best friends' vocabulary, but he refrained himself from doing so. It wouldn't do him good if his best friend suddenly hated him. He didn't want to think of what the ultimate force would do if they stopped becoming best friends… come to think of it, they're not even acquaintances… well, he certainly knows everything about Matthew since he is one of the people heaven was keeping an eye on. But he doubted that the boy would be thrilled in knowing that there are people who recorded his every move, watched every tragedy on his non existent love and angsty teenager life. Actually, there aren't that many people monitoring the boy, since his life is decidedly boring… wow, poor Matthew, even in heaven he is being ignored. But then again, most of the people that have high virtue and rotten luck (which were -oddly enough- visited by gods and goddesses) were the ones that were often ignored in heaven.

"Since you wished for me to be your best friend forever, I am bound to earth until your mortal life ends. I can now only go to heaven during emergencies or if I am being called."

"You…you're not going to k-kill me are you?" Matthew asked with a nervous grin. With the way Arthur was looking at him, he had a feeling that the guy wanted to strangle him.

Scoffing and crossing his arms, Arthur huffed "Of course not! It's against the rules to kill a client! I'll get thrown in hell if I do that!" Well, it isn't such a bad idea, he heard that the booze in hell is totally ace. Hmm… how very tempting.

"Right…"

"Now show me to your spare room or something! I'm really tired and quiet cranky."

The Canadian fiddled with his thumb and glanced at Arthur in a nervous way. 'So he's a homeless businessman…great.' Isn't it just fantastic, first he's a God, working for a so called 'Heavens Relief Agency' then he turned out be a very dedicated businessman who is a 'God'. And now it turned out that he's a homeless dedicated businessman who is apparently a 'God'. Brilliant. And his roof still has a freaking hole in the middle of it. Bravo.

"I am not a homeless business man!" Arthur glared.

Matthew jumped up in surprise at the sudden snarl. "Did you just read my mind?"

"Yes, was it that obvious?"

Matthew stared. Arthur frowned. "I still don't believe you."

"Hmph… fine. What do you want me to do to prove that I am a God and I have magical powers?" Arthur asked. He was tired and just wanted a hot bath and sleep. But no, his charge just has to be so sceptical. Figures life won't be as sweet as Swiss chocolate…or was it the afterlife? Technically, he's not dead… but since he lives in heaven, does that mean that he is? All of this thinking is giving him a headache. Oh yeah, Matthew is talking, better pay attention.

"…so umm, I don't really know…. Can you pull a bunny out of a hat?"

"I'm not a mediocre magician, lad." Arthur deadpanned with a glare that would make the demon queen grin in pride.

"I don't really know…"

Arthur sighed. He shouldn't be so annoyed at the teen that was clutching the stupid white teddy bear. Suddenly an idea struck him and he eyed the bear with a grin. He started chanting, glow and freak Matthew out even more. It didn't take a minute until the lightshow stopped.

Matthew who was slightly worried that the crazy guy fainted again, clutched the bear tighter. "Who are you?" the high pitched voice made him blink and look around the living room in confusion. The TV wasn't on and the only person in the house was him and Arthur, so who could it be? Eying the deity warily, he wondered if Arthur summoned some evil spirit… But that can't be possible, magic doesn't exist, right?

"Look down you git."

The Canadian did as was told and glanced at the bear he had since he was four years old. Had it always looked up at him and stared into his eyes? The bear opened its mouth making Matthews eyes widen in surprise "Who are you?" it asked in a childish voice.

"Maple!" The Canadian shrieked and dropped the bear while pointing at it. "You…you talked!"

The bear only tilted its head to the side. "Who?"

"Wha…what did you do?" Matthew questioned the god who was watching the exchange with amusement shining in his emerald eyes.

"I gave him a conscious and ability to speak. Do you believe me now?"

Throwing the bear an incredulous look, but not being able to come up with an explanation, all he could do was nod. It couldn't be that Arthur has switched his beloved Kumajiro with a different bear. He had the plush toy since he could remember and always knew when it was a different one that he was holding. You can't fool him when it comes to his Kumataro…err…Kumakuro!

"Great! Now that you believe me, I'd like to know where I would be staying!"

Matthew shifted in his seat, still eying the bear that was staring back at him. "Didn't I wish for us to be BFFs? Don't you have a place to return to?"

"Sorry lad, but I don't live in earth, and therefore have no place to sleep. You made the wish and bound me to earth, which also means that we will be having a permanent sleepover party."

"Umm… that's nice, I guess." Matthew stood up and headed to his room. He was lucky that he had a bunk bed since he didn't have a guess room. Why he, an 'only' child had a bunk bed when he doesn't have friends who spent the night at his house, you ask? Well, the answer is rather simple really, his mother and father wanted Matthew and Alfred to get to know each other better, so that Matt wouldn't be lonely. That and for Alfred's social skills to rub off on the Canadian. Of course their father also hoped that Matt's silent nature would make Alfred stop being so loud and shouting like the person he was talking to was two hundred miles away instead of a few feet…or beside him….Plus, the bunk bed was for sale.

"You can have the top bed." Mathew murmured and watched as Arthur lightly jumped up and practically floated to sit on the edge of the bed, testing it by shifting around lightly.

Humming, the lighter blond looked at the Canadian with a piercing gaze. "I guess it's passable." It wasn't exactly as soft as the beds up in heaven, but he guessed nothing can rival the comfortable mattresses and sofas from up above since they're stuffed with fluffy clouds. The clouds during summer days are mostly used for stuffing furniture in heaven. After all, rainy clouds are extremely uncomfortable, and don't let me get started with the thunder clouds.

An awkward silence ensued and Matthew shifted "So, umm… do you want anything to eat or drink? I can order some Chinese food." It was his initial plan anyways, but not for two people, his mom only gave him enough money for one person. 'I guess I have to use some of my pocket money.' He thought when he saw Arthur nod. Speaking of his mother, she was coming home soon, how was he going to explain that there is now a god living with them and the fact that there is a huge gaping hole showing the stars above their ceiling? "I... I'll worry about that later."

Matthew placed the now alive teddy down and watched it crawl around the room. "So, what is this Chinese food you're talking about?" asked the god. Arthur had heard of it, but never got the chance to taste it. He was assigned to the North American and European branch of his company; he only visited the gods and goddesses working at the Asian branch when he wanted to talk with Urd.

Arthur jumped down and landed on the floor as light as a feather, his robes flattering softly behind him. The Canadian shrugged to himself and guessed that there are different foods in heaven and proceeded to explain different kinds of Chinese food as best as he could… which is not much. The god listened intently and after the teenager stopped talking and ordered something did Arthur asked a question that was bugging him. "So, do you want me to go to school with you?" he asked with a tilt of his head. He hoped to the almighty father above, that no, Matthew did not want him to be with him at school.

"I guess best friends go to school together." Matt said hesitantly. "But it would be impossible for you since you're…ah…twenty?"

Arthur shrugged and placed his hands together as if praying and mumbled a spell. He started glowing and Matthew had to close his eyes, hoping to the heavens that whatever the god was doing won't make another hole in his roof. It felt like an eternity to Matthew until the light dimmed and he could open his eyes without any fear of turning blind. What he saw made him gape. The twenty or so looking god turned into a teenager. A teenager still wearing his unique clothing.

"Er…" He didn't know what to say. 'Wow, you shrunk!' sounded rude and 'How did you do that?' sounded plainly stupid because it's obviously some kind of magic. He bit his lower lip when he noticed Arthur looking at him expectantly. He was waiting for the Canadian to say something. Matthew panicked slightly and was about to ask the stupid question when the doorbell made him pause in his actions. 'Whew, saved by the bell, or in this case, the doorbell.' Pushing his glasses farther up on the bridge of his nose, he said "That's probably the delivery boy. Can you…umm, change into something more…human?" He asked.

Matthew opened the door while pulling out his wallet from his pocket. "Here…" He stopped talking and blinked in surprise. "What are you doing here at this time?"

AN:

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Seems like Arthur is going to school!