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Arthur stared after Alfred for a little while after until a beep snapped him out of his trance. He checked his phone and cursed. It was a text from Kiku, he was supposed to go over along with Mathew to help catch him up on the class material for the unit they were in. He rushed home after sending Kiku a quick text containing his address.
At home Arthur cleaned up a bit and checked the clock. It was still fifteen minutes before Kiku and Mathew were supposed to arrive so he figured he would have enough time to call home. There was so much going on yesterday he hadn't had the time to tell them he had arrived safely. He dialed the familiar number and waited a few seconds for the call to go through.
"Arthur dear, you had us worried sick!" a light motherly voiced lace with concern came through the phone.
"Sorry mum, I got in last night here and had school this morning so I didn't really have time to call," he defended.
"Well, we are just so happy to hear from you, how are you liking it?" his mother asked, "You know you can always just come home, or we ca send you brothers if there's anything wrong."
"I'm fine mom, everything's just fine. I even made some friends who are coming over today to help with school work."
"If you're certain…" his mother seemed disappointed he hadn't taken her offer to go home, "well here, Allistor wants to talk to you."
"I do not!" Arthur heard Allistor yell in the background but took the phone anyway, "Hey lad, how are ye faring?"
"I'm good Allistor how about you guys?" Arthur said with a smile in his voice.
"We're fine, don't worry yer wee little head about it. Although Dylan and Seamas are going to be mad they went out a few moments ago," Allistor snickered, "Anyway Arthur have ye found a lasse over there yet?"
"What?! No!" Arthur sputtered indignantly, immediately dismissing the image of bright blue eyes that appeared in his head.
"What about a lad?"
"No Allistor!"
"Okay okay, just remember we have to approve of whoever you bring home. We have a bet going on you see, Dylan, Seamas and I, on who you'll be bringing home. I bet a doctor, Seamas says a lawyer, and Dylan says it has to be something like a CEO in training or something sappy like a chef."
"Why are you betting on my love life?!" Arthur yelled in exasperation.
"Because its fun, and those are who we think are good enough for you to date," Allistor said trying to not sound as sappy as he felt.
"Thanks Allistor but I think I can work that out on my own," Arthur heard a ding and sighed at the expectations put on his future partner, "I have to go now because my guests are here, I'll try to call again tomorrow."
"Yeah yeah, bye lad,"
"Bye Allistor, say hello to everyone for me."
Arthur hung up his cell phone and went to open the door to allow Kiku and Mathew to enter.
"Hello Arthur-san," Kiku greeted with a small bow.
"Hello Kiku, Mathew, please come in. The living room is just to your left, please make yourselves at home. Would you like some tea?" he offered as the gentleman he was raised to be while making his way to the little kitchen.
"Yes, thank you," Mathew said to which Kiku agreed with a nod.
Arthur came back in with three cups of tea and set it on the coffee table.
"So where are you on your main subjects Arthur-san?" Kiku asked politely.
"Well, I believe I will be fine in English seeing as how that's my major and I will need a little help catching up in science and history but where I will be struggling will be in my math fields." Arthur admitted sheepishly.
"Well I can help you in history," Kiku reassured.
"And I'm pretty good in the science department because of my brother," added Mathew.
"But what am I going to do about math? It happens to be my worst subject."
"Well, I'm not so good at teaching math, the best I can do is tell you if you got the right answer or not," Mathew admitted.
"How about you ask Alfred-san? He was pretty good in math." Kiku asked.
"Alfred?" Arthur questioned. Surely it had to be someone else there was no way the groundskeeper and this Alfred were the same person.
"Yeah but his suspension isn't over yet. He won't be back in class until next week," Mathew sighed.
"That is true, but he wanders around school anyway, I'm sure if you find him and ask him he will help you. Or Mathew can ask for you. They are brothers after all."
"Yeah I can ask him tonight, what do you think Arthur?"
Arthur who had been silently confused throughout the conversation looked over at Mathew. "Who's Alfred?"
"He was the man from the window, I thought you had said you had already met him once," Kiku asked now confused. So that was why they looked so similar.
"Oh, so you have already met? That's great! I'm sure he will say its fine," Mathew chirped happily.
"Um, if you don't mind me asking, why was he suspended?" Arthur asked, not sure he wanted to ask a delinquent for anything, even if he was Mathew's brother.
"Um…" Mathew looked uncomfortable at this question.
"I think that is a question for a different time," Kiku interrupted with a hesitant smile.
Not wanting to make his new friends even more uncomfortable Arthur dropped the subject for now and they began to study. It wasn't till a few hours later that Mathew's phone beeped that they stopped.
"Sorry guys, Alfred wants me to come home, we can continue this tomorrow," Mathew said as he began picking up his things.
"Yes, I should take my leave as well," Kiku agreed doing the same.
"Alright, well thank you for coming, I'll see you both tomorrow at school," Arthur said walking them to the door.
"Bye Arthur-san,"
"Bye Arthur," they waved goodbye as they made their way to the elevator.
Once they were gone Arthur finally had time to think about his day. A lot had happened and he didn't know what to make of most of it. Okay one, Mathew was Alfred's brother. That made sense, they looked similar even if their personalities were completely opposite. Two, Alfred was suspended from school for something Mathew wouldn't talk about but he still hangs around campus doing odd jobs? That's where things stopped making sense. Who was Alfred Jones? And should Arthur even try to figure it out? It didn't concern him in the least besides his math grade. He sighed already feeling a head ache beginning to form. He would think more about this tomorrow, for now he wanted to unpack a bit more before calling it an early night. His dreams consisting of golden spun wheat and sapphire pools of blue.
If you have made it this far, I thank you very much. I know it's not that good since not much happened in this chapter but I really hope you enjoyed it. Also I wanna see if anyone can figure out the following things before they are reviled or if you guys can make me rethink my choices for what is Alfred's major and why he got suspended. Anyway thank you so much! Please keep reviewing it makes me want to keep writing sooner. -Amelia
