Hello people! Here is another chapter for you guys. Would have had this chapter out sooner but school has really been kickin my butt. Final projects are due soon and finals are coming up and ugh so much work -! Well anyway enough with my troubles have fun and please click the little review button at the bottom would be much appreciated =^-^=
Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine and I make no money off this story
"Arthur! Petit lapin come downstairs and play pirates with me! I've been waiting for like the past 10 minutes!" shouted a small blond haired boy grabbing his plastic sword and waving it around pretending to fight with someone. A young Arthur stuck his head out the window, "I'm coming ya bloody frog let me find my hat! And stop calling me that!" Arthur shouted only causing the younger boy to sing a stupid song about rabbits. He tore his room apart looking for his blue pirate hat that his stepfather had bought him.
"Mother! Mother have you seen my hat?" Arthur yelled from his doorway.
"Stop screaming lad its right here", said the older Scottish man before dropping the hat onto Arthur's head. "You're off to play with Francis again?"
"Yup we are gonna go play pirates and look for buried treasure", Arthur waved his sword stabbing at his step-father. The older man held his side pretending to be wounded, "Ahh ya got me" he cried falling to the floor. Arthur giggled then ran downstairs and out the door, "Ready to hunt for buried treasure first mate?"
"I thought I was the captain and you were my first mate", Francis pouted fixing the feather on his red pirate hat. "Pfft what gave you that silly idea? I'm the captain cause England had the best pirates of all time", Arthur puffed out his chest in pride and started walking into the bushes behind his house.
"That's not true France had the best!" Francis said while moving a branch aside so he could pass. Their argument went on as they walked deeper and deeper into the forests the surroundings starting to slowly darken.
Arthur saw the bushes in front of him start to shake and slowly started to back away. His eyes widened as the bushes around him started to shake as well. He turned around and saw that Francis had disappeared. "Francis? Francis where are you? This isn't funny" Arthur started to panic as black shadowy hands grabbed at him from the dark.
"Let go! Let go of me! Francis! Mother! Father help!" Arthur struggled harder as the hands wrapped around his mouth muffling his screams.
"You are mine little brother. Always mine", whispered his brother's slimy voice.
"NO!" Arthur shot from the bed causing his forehead to collide with another and both boys to let out a stream of curses. "Ahh god damn it! What the heck are you doing hovering over my bed you perverted frog?" Arthur rubbed his forehead poking at the bump and hissing in pain. "I came to the nurse's office after you kicked me in the stomach", Francis rubbed his head before he lifted his shirt showing Arthur a rather nasty bruise across is stomach. Arthur stared and couldn't help but blush as the Frenchman revealed his well-toned stomach with a small blond happy trial leading down into his pants.
Francis grinned as he witnessed Arthur's lustful stare, "I saw you laying here on the bed apparently the janitor found you in the closet passed out and bought you here. I just wanted to check on you petit lapin." Arthur tore his gaze away and got off the bed grabbing for his shoes and book-bag. "Stop calling me that", he said putting on his shoes and cursing as he saw the clock on the wall reading 4 o clock.
"Calling you what?"
"You know what I'm talking about! I hated the nickname when we were younger and I still hate it now"
"Oh but it suits you. It has always suited you", Francis stroked Arthur's cheek, Arthur flinching away from the light touch. "Francis things have changed since we were younger so please just leave me alone for your sake and mine", he grabbed his book bag and left the nurses office. "Arthur! Mon amour please wait!" Francis called from behind him as he exited the school in a hurry.
"Enough Francis! I am not your love! I am not anything to you but a classmate! That little boy that you knew when you were younger died and he is never coming back! Its time you grew up, that stupid promise we made when we were younger was just that a stupid promise! A childish wish! Just…just leave me alone I hate you!" yelled Arthur.
Francis could not believe the words that were coming out of the British boy. They had promised to be together when they got older; it was love even back then. Over these last few years nothing had changed with him. His love for his childhood friend only growing more and more. He wished for the day that he could go back and sweep the younger off his feet, proclaiming his eternal love. It would be just like a fairy tale they would live happily ever after but he could see something sever had happened to his one true love turning him from a sweet loving person to this cold hearted husk. "Arthur please something has happened to you, I know people grow up but my love for you has never wavered. I can see you are hurting please let me into your heart", Francis grabbed onto his hand and placed a small kiss to his palm and looking into his eyes once again bothered by the dull shine in those once beautiful emerald eyes.
"Francis please I-"
"Oy Iggy!" called a voice from the front gate of the school. Arthur tensed as he looked over seeing his older brother leaning against the wall a cigarette lit in his mouth; he was dressed in a navy blue silk shirt and tight black leather pants. "Hurry your ass up I got to be back at the club in 2 hours. Your school called and said for me ta pick ya up lets go", he said taking a long drag of his cig and exhaling the smoke. Francis glared at the red haired man who dared to talk to his precious love so vulgarly.
"F…Francis please let me go please", Arthur turned and Francis could see fear in his eyes and not just any fear but pure terror. Francis held onto him longer causing the older Scottish man to walk to them and yank Arthur from his grip. "Is he botherin ya Iggy? Get lost bastard stop botherin my little brother", said Aiden tossing an arm around Arthur's shoulders. Arthur in turn flinched and started to shiver knowing for a fact that Aiden was pissed as the hand on his shoulder tightened.
"No he isn't bothering me lets go home please", Arthur said looking at Aiden with pleading eyes. "Of course lets go", Aiden dropped a small kiss to the top of Arthur's head and turned both of them walking out of the school yard. Francis' fists tightened as he watched them walk off.
'That putain trou du cul! What has he done to my Arthur. I swear by my love Arthur I will help you', Francis vowed to himself watching as Aiden bent over and whispered to Arthur the younger one shivering causing Francis to see red and stomp off towards his house.
"Don't worry Arthur I'm going to show you who you truly belong to when we get home. Only I am allowed to touch you and trust me I am going to fully enjoy myself tonight" Aiden whispered into Arthur's ear grinning like a mad man as the younger shivered and whimpered.
TBC
Siren: Yay another chapter done hope you guys like it! Poor Iggy! I really do feel bad makes me wanna cry sometimes T^T. Don't worry Iggy your knight in shining armor is gonna come and save ya don't worry. Please review and have a nice day =^-^=