Hetalia Axis Power
Aozora
[Regaining]
In a world where only one personification exist, Alfred F. Jones, the United States of America, entered the World Supernatural School. There, he met a british wizard, Arthur Kirkland, who made him feel what he have never felt before in his 400 years of life... AU. Nation!Alfred, Wizard!Arthur. USUK. (Warning: OOCness, Yaoi, Ocs. Alfred Looked 16 here)
Chapter 2
Arthur Kirkland was a sixteen years old Briton who moved into Salem together with his brothers to enter the newly built World Supernatural Academy. Yes, the bushy eye browed, blonde haired, and green eyed Briton (along with his brothers) was one of the people who fell into one of the category written on the letter.
You see, his family, the Kirkland, was a magical family. Their family had existed since long time ago; some even believe that his family was a descendant of Merlin himself. The entire member of their family (save for those who were formerly not part of their family) had a magical power, and Arthur's being one of the most powerful in the Kirkland's history.
Of course, his twin, Dylan Kirkland –who considered himself more of a welsh rather than an Englishmen like Arthur-, had almost the same amount of magic with Arthur. His was less, but he was more talented, which made him to be favored by their parents.
To tell you the truth, Arthur sometimes envied his twin, but he didn't show it most of the time.
Not only he was the least favored, he was also bullied by his big brothers, for some reason. Maybe it was just because they knew that Arthur had the strongest magic amongst them all.
But Dylan was always there to comfort him, that's why no matter how he was favored, and how that favoritism made Arthur jealous, he never felt any hatred toward his twin. Those two were really inseparable.
Still, that wasn't enough.
And that's exactly why he came to this school, to improve himself and prove to his parents and brothers that he could be a better wizard than anyone, and maybe even achieved one thing that any wizards have failed to achieve,
Immortality.
No, not the vampire sense immortality. Vampire ARE not immortal, they were just hard to kill. If you stick silver or drive a stake through their heart, BOOM! They were dead.
And he, Arthur Kirkland, will never admit vampires were immortal anyway, that's just the same as admitting that his childhood vampire rival, Francis Bonnefoy, was superior to him.
The immortality he wanted was the one where he healed fast and cannot be killed unless a spell to cancel immortality was found. Yes, only that.
Anyway, back to the first point, he entered WSA.
And now he found himself seating beside an annoying American –who strangely had a one strand of hair stubbornly stood out- in the auditorium as he waited for the headmaster went forward to give a speech.
"Hey, dude! Dude! What's your name?" the American asked, poking him on the cheek, which made him extremely annoyed, "Dude~ answer me dude!"
"Tch, would you stop bloody poking me, you git?!" The Brit asked out of annoyance
"Whoa! You're British!" The annoying American exclaimed
"So what if I am? Got any problem with that, you twat?" Arthur snarled
"Nuh-uh~ I don't have any!" The American shook his head, "Now tell me your name, please!"
"How about you introduce yourself first? After all, it is appropriate to tell your name first before asking someone else's." Arthur stated with a blank tone. Seriously, this American was getting on his nerve! Even his little brother, Peter, wasn't this annoying!
"Oh, right! Totally forgot that!" The American grinned obliviously, "The name's Alfred F. Jones! And I'm a hero~! Haha! Now what's your name?"
Arthur just rolled his eyes, before answering shortly, "My name is Arthur Kirkland."
"Arthur huh? I like the name... Okay then, Artie—" Before Alfred could finish his sentences, he was cut off by Arthur.
"My name is Arthur, not Artie!" Arthur scoffed, "Stop using a bastardized version of my name! God, if King Arthur heard it, he would be very mad!" he grumbled
"Dude, it's not a bastardized name or whatever you say! It's a nickname! A cute one at that!" Alfred pouted, and it was cute –though Arthur won't admit it-.
"W-Whether it is a bastardized version of my name or a nickname, I don't care! My name is Arthur, get it? Arthur Kirkland!" He scoffed, "What's the 'F' in your name stands for anyway?"
"Ah, that? That stands for 'Foster'." Alfred shrugged, "But I like to think it stands for freedom!"
"Foster? Are you a foster child?" Arthur asked, interested, "Are you some kind of apprentice or something?"
"Nah, nope. I'm not a foster child. And nope, I'm not an apprentice." Alfred answered, "What's your power anyway, for you to be sent here? Or, if it's not power, then what are you?"
"I'm a wizard." Arthur answered automatically, "How about you?"
"Honestly," Alfred started, "I don't even know! One day, I was just sitting in front of my garden, sipping my coffee, and a letter fell down out of nowhere and claimed that it is a mandatory for me to enter this school."
"Don't your parents know about your powers or something?" Arthur raised one of his thick eyebrows
"I don't have any parents." Alfred shrugged, "For as long as I know, I've been living alone, save for when I was around 8 or something and when I was 14. Someone came to take care of me around those times."
"And who was this someone?" Arthur felt like he should pried too much on Alfred's past, but his curiosity just needed to make him ask that, "Uh, sorry, you don't need to answer that if it's too personal."
"Nah, it's alright!" Alfred flashed his Hollywood smile, "You could say he was kind of like my uncle or some sort."
"Well... that must be hard..." Arthur mumbled
"You don't say?"
Before Arthur could say anything else, the headmaster finally entered the stage and began his speech. Behind the headmaster, a man with long blonde hair and cold blue eyes followed after. Seriously, the man should have cut his hair!
"Ciao di tutti! My name is Romulus Vargas, your headmaster! And beside me is my vice, Gregory Beilschmidt!" The headmaster introduced himself and the man beside him first, "So everyone, welcome to World Supernatural School, or WSA for short! I hope you all at least have befriended one person here and get to know each other!"
Well, at least Arthur had done that.
"As stated in the letter, this is the school for those who are well acquainted with supernatural! Be that you have magical powers or you are a supernatural being!" He continued, "Our goal is to make more peace between you all, and also at least end the Werewolf and vampire war. Seriously, that war is seriously a pain in the ass."
Some people tensed. Well, it was obvious that they are said vampires and werewolves.
Arthur was more intrigued that the headmaster actually swore in front of teenagers.
"Anyway, besides that... I, as well as the rest of the staff, would like to inform you all that fighting with your powers outside of training in the school ground is prohibited." Romulus continued, "Well, at least that is what Gregory said. I myself didn't care if you are fighting. I mean, you guys are young! Have fun!"
Arthur could see that Gregory smacked the Italian up in the head, scolding him to be serious
"Party pooper, Gregory, as always." The Italian joked, "Last but not least, today will only be a school tour and introduction with your homeroom teacher. For those who will be living in the dorm, please report to Mr. Beilschmidt immediately. And for your homeroom teacher, please check on your schedule."
Everyone was confused, what schedule?
And then Arthur saw Romulus snapped his finger, and then, schedules appeared in front of every student. Of course, magic.
"Whoa! Cool dude! Did they use some particle-transporting technology to send student's schedule?" Alfred exclaimed
"Don't be a daft, Alfred. It's clearly magic. I can sense it." Arthur rolled his eyes
"Oh..." Alfred paused, "Buu... I thought they have those kinds of technologies... guess I should ask Tony to give me one of those."
"Tony?" Arthur questioned
"An alien that lives with me." Alfred shrugged, but Arthur still stared at him. No, Arthur Kirkland didn't believe in the crap called alien, "Dude, you don't believe alien? Seriously? You believe in magic, but not alien? Something is seriously wrong with you dude."
"Nothing is wrong with me, git! I just never saw one in my life, so I don't really believe in it." Arthur stated
"Heh! Then how about you come to my house later after school? I'll show you that Tony's perfectly real! Maybe he is even more real than fairies, if they exist at all!" Alfred offered
"Hey! Fairies are real!" Arthur argued, "And... coming to your house? Sure... wait, you live around here?"
"You could say that." Alfred nodded, "Anyway, who's your homeroom teacher?" he asked, as he tried to peer at Arthur's schedule. Arthur in turn, folded the schedule paper, refusing to show the American his schedule.
"Mine's Ms... Alsoomse?" Arthur stumbled, unsure on how to pronounce the name correctly
"Hey! Mine's the same!" Alfred grinned, "That means we gotta be in the same tour group, Artie~!" He quickly glomped the Briton, who in turn tried to get off the American's not-so-bloody-surprising strong grip.
"Alfred, get off me!" Arthur demanded, face red for being glomped in public, "And once again, my name is Arthur! Not Artie!"
Before Alfred could reply, they heard a voice of laughter that was really familiar to Arthur's ear, "Ohonhonhon~!"
No mistake. That voice belonged to the bloody perverted blood-sucking frog who was also Arthur's childhood rival, Francis Bonnefoy, the heir to the vampire family of Bonnefoy.
"It seems cher lapin has found a significant someone, non?" He teased, as he stood in front of Arthur and Alfred.
"Y-Y-You bloody frog! A-Alfred's not my significant someone! We just met today, damn it! H-He is just an acquaintance!" Arthur denied, "And why are you here anyway? Can't find someone to hit on or something?! I'm pretty sure there are many female vampires around here!"
"Ouch, can't I talk to mon petit lapin after we haven't met for more than two years?" Francis asked in a fake pained voice
"Cut it Francis, stop being like a drama queen. We only haven't met for two days." Arthur retorted in a blank voice, "And seriously, leave us alone. Why can I only spend two peaceful days without you? Why can't it be years like you put it?" he grumbled
"Well, well~ It seems mon petit magicien lapin wanted to have some alone time with his new américain humain~ well then. Addieu, lapin, humain! À bientôt!" Francis waved his hand at the American and Briton, "Oh, for your information, my homeroom teacher is also Mademoiselle Alsoomse!"
"What?! Bloody hell! We have the same homeroom teacher as the frog?!" Arthur groaned
Meanwhile, Alfred, who stayed quiet after the whole ordeal, finally opened his mouth, "You seem to hate that frenchie..."
"Well..." Arthur trailed off, and look around, before he whispered to Alfred, "Hate might be exaggerating, it's more of a pissed off/dislike kind. But don't tell him that, okay?"
"Sure thing, dude..." Alfred agreed, and before he could say anything, Gregory spoke,
"For those who haven't registered for the dormitory, either because they are busy arguing or they don't want to stay in the dorm room, I would like to say that the registration is closed. If you people are indeed the ones in the first option, you can try again when the spring semester starts."
"WHAT? I-I haven't registered yet! Damn that bloody frog!" Arthur cussed out, "Why was it so fast anyway?! ... Must be magic..."
"You don't have a place to stay then?" Alfred asked
"No..." Arthur sighed; "I'll probably just crash at Dylan's place for tonight, before trying to find an apartment or something..." he shrugged
"You can stay at my place. I have many rooms in the house, and it's only me and Tony living there anyway, so I don't mind. The more, the merrier, as they would say." Alfred offered
"I-I don't want to impose though..." Arthur reasoned
"Nah, it's alright for me!" Alfred grinned, "So, are you going to live in my house?"
"... I don't have a choice, do I?" Arthur smiled a little.
TBC
A/N: Hello everyone, welcome back with me to the second chapter of Regaining. Thank you so much for the favorites and follows. And also a special thank you to SomethingSimsy for reviewing!
Here, Alfred answered that he had no idea what his power was, that was merely a lie, since no one except the government should know of his existence. Then, Alfred stated that there was this uncle who visited him around when he was 8 or so, this uncle will be explain in due time. You all can guess who this uncle was.
And about the dormitory registration and sort, I don't know how the school and dorm system in the states are, so I'm sorry for the mistakes, that, and you could say that it was a special system for the school only (Since Gregory/Germania was just strict like that). Sucks, I know XD
Once again, I'm sorry for any grammatical mistakes or the sort, as English is not my first language. Thank you, and please review!
Aozora
Translations:
Ciao di tutti: Hello everyone
Cher lapin: dear rabbit
Non: no
Mon petit lapin: My little rabbit
Mon petit magicien lapin: my little rabit wizard.
Américain humain: American human
Addieu, lapin, humain! À bientôt!: Good bye, rabbit, human! See you later!
Maddemoiselle: Madam