I would like to thank MG6673! She is the editor and actually gave me an idea of where to go with this and add a very kind character. ^_^ I obviously do not own Hetalia.The long, blissful weekend had come and passed, and now Monday morning the boys are returning to school. Both Alfred and Matthew sat in the car with Francis at the wheel. Arthur was currently at work at the bookshop downtown.
"Remember what we told you," Francis reminded. Both boys only nodded in response...
...They didn't want to tell a teacher, though.
Francis pulled up to the school and got out, opening the boys' door. Both boys scrambled out the car. Francis bent down, giving Matthew a hug. He then motioned for Alfred and hugged him tight. The boys waved goodbye, then ran into the building.
*Matthew's POV*I put my backpack in my cubby, and took off my coat. It still drizzled outside, but not that bad. I began to walk to my classroom, but then I remembered something. I ran back and pulled my polar bear out of my pack. "I'm sorry, Kuma! I almost forgot you," I apologized. I vaguely heard a 'Who are you?' I sighed, but let it be as I walked into the room.
Alfred sat at a round table with the Japanese kid, Kiku. I guess they were talking about video games because I heard Princess Peach in the conversation. Feli, an Italian, sat with Ludwig, a German.
I sat at my table and pulled the coloured pencils out of the bin. I began to colour a maple leaf. Unfortunately, the out outline didn't turn out too well. I sighed, but continued anyway. I sat like that for a while until I heard shifting to my right. Placing down my pencil, I looked over to find Lovino, the older Italian- brother of Feli, sit down next to me. I turned over to him and smiled. "Hi, Lovi! How're you?"
Lovino settled himself into his chair and looked over at me. He was silent for a moment. "I'm fine. And you?"
"Good!" I responded.
The teacher then walked into the room and stood in front of us. "Alright kids! Please take a seat, and we shall get started! I have a new project for you guys and I think you'll just absolutely love it!" Alfred waved Kiku to follow him and they made their way to my table. They sat across from Lovi and me. Alfred shined a bright smile to me then Lovi and turned back to the teacher. Class had begun.
Recess rolled around and I stood by the monkey-bars. Lovino sat on the top saying, "Come on Matthew, stop being such a wuss! It's great up here!"
I shook my head. "No, I'll fall! I always fall..." He shook his head as well, I'm guessing in some disappointment. I sighed and began trying to climb up, I didn't want Lovi to be sad. Although, I slipped on the way up, and Lovino told me to not try or I'd get hurt.
I slid all the way down and looked around the park. Alfred was sitting on the swings with Kiku, Feli and Ludwig. I would've gone over, but I didn't want to leave Lovi alone. And I knew they'd only say "hi" then forget about me, everyone except for Alfred of course. If Al forgot about me, it was usually more or less a joke.
Other kids ran around the park. None of them hung out with the six of us, they thought we were weird. They didn't see me, thought Lovi was mean and scary, Feli a cry baby, Ludwig scary looking, Kiku too silent- sometimes it creeped others out, apparently- and Al was too loud and obnoxious. So we all stuck together. I still think some of it has to do with the fact they are different nationalities, cos I'd heard Arthur muttering it once. But I didn't mind and, from the looks of it, they didn't either.
Being yanked out of my thoughts, I saw Al motion me toward them. I began walking, looking back at Lovi. "Come on! You should come too, so you're not al-." I bumped into someone and landed on my butt. I rubbed my tail bone. That hurt.
"You should watch where you're going, da?" I froze... Slowly, I looked up to find purple eyes gazing down on me. I gulped...
... Ivan. I scrambled up and stood, shrinking back. "I-I'm sorry I-Ivan... I-I didn't mean-."
He chuckled, a creepy scary aura appearing around him. I whimpered. What was he going to do? "How about you give me your lunch money and I'll leave it be." I reached for my pocket, but then I stopped. Papa and Arthur wanted me to tell an adult when I was being bullied. This counted, right? But I still didn't want to tell! Looking back up at Ivan, I slowly shook my head.
His eyes flared with a bit of anger. "Are you denying me?" He asked. I stood frozen to the spot. Glancing over in Alfred's direction, I saw him looking over with wide eyes. He jumped off the swing he was on and began to walk over. As much as he hated being around Ivan, he didn't want me dealing with him alone.
Looking back up at Ivan, I felt a pain on the left of my face. I gripped my face as tears pricked in my eyes. I barely heard a "Mattie" before I was pulled off the ground and mere inches away from Ivan's face.
Ivan spat venom. "Don't deny me again, underst-?" He was cut short when Al punched his stomach. Ivan dropped me, and I stumbled to keep my balance. I felt warm liquid from my cheek. Lifting a hand to my face, I pulled it away to see a crimson red smeared on my hand. My eyes widened.
Then I realized that Al had been trying to talk to me the entire time. "Mattie?! Are you okay, you're bleeding!" I nodded my head, still a little spaced out.
I felt hands on my shoulders and I looked on either side to find the Italian twins. "Come on, lets get you out of here," Lovino said. I nodded and began to follow them, Al behind me. Then, I heard a yelp.
*3rd POV*Ivan spun Alfred around, grabbing his collar. Alfred yelped in surprise. Ivan brought Alfred up to his face. "You shall pay for that." He spat. Alfred's face showed one emotion: fear.
Ivan wound back his hand and punched Alfred in the face. His head shot to the right with the force of the impact. Little drops of blood ran down the side of his face.
When the punch made contact, Matthew had yelled. He was trying to fight his way from Feli and Lovino's hold but they wouldn't let go, in fear of Matthew getting any more hurt. It was already clear that Alfred wasn't going to get away scot free.
Ivan, still holding Alfred up, swiftly brought his knee up and hit Alfred in the stomach. Alfred wanted to curl on the ground, but being suspended in the air wouldn't allow him to.
Ivan then punched Alfred twice more. Once right on his eye, breaking skin on his brow, and one in the mouth. Worst part about it was it could've been less damaging had Ivan used his right. He'd used his left, which had two rings residing on his fingers. It made the blow triple in pain. Alfred felt a tooth knock out of place as blood began to pool and dribble from his mouth.
Ivan dropped Alfred, who struggled to stay standing as he held his stomach and head. Ivan grabbed the hand covering the stomach, twisting it as he pushed it to the side. This caused Alfred to let out a full on scream as he felt his bone begin to crack. His scream was cut short when Ivan kneed him in the stomach, effectively knocking all the wind out of his body.
Alfred crumpled to the ground, flat on his back trying to refill his lungs with precious oxygen. Tears streamed down his face at the feeling of suffocating and the pain resonating through his face, arm and stomach.
Ivan stepped on Alfred's stomach again. "Don't ever mess with me again," he spat. Alfred nodded numbly.
"Over there!" A voice called. The kids that had gathered to watch turned to look behind them. A blond haired kid was leading a teacher to the scene. Matthew, who had tears streaming down his face, was finally able to get away. While the Italians looked at the teacher, Matthew ripped himself from their clutches and ran straight to Alfred. He kneeled beside Al. "Al, a-are you-?"
Alfred looked up at Matthew and gave a weak, pained smile that looked odd without a front tooth. Blood continued to dribble out his mouth. "Don't worry, Mattie. I'm the hero! 'Course I'm alright," he said slowly. Matthew just looked at Alfred and nodded, tears still sliding down his face.
The teacher came to them. "What happened here?" She asked in a demanding voice. All kids remained silent. Feli hid behind Ludwig, Lovino crossed his arms defiantly, and Kiku just continued to look at her. The four knew that Alfred and Matthew didn't want to tell, and they weren't about to deny their friends wishes. The teacher sighed and bent down to Alfred. She reached to pick him up, but Matthew got in her path. "I need to take him to the nurse, Matthew," she explained impatiently. Looking Matthew over a bit more carefully, she found the cut and bruise that was beginning to form on his face. "And you are coming too, don't worry."
At those words, Matthew reluctantly got out of the way. The teacher picked up Alfred and began walking into the school with Matthew close behind. When she opened the door and looked back, she was surprised to find four more kids than she was taking in. Feli, Lovi, Kiku and Ludwig had all followed as well. "I'm sorry, but I only said-."
Lovino cut her off. "You can't expect us to stay here."
Feli nodded. "They're our friends! It's not right to leave your friends!"
"Hai," Kiku joined. "We would like to come too, if you do not mind."
The teacher looked all of them over. Ludwig then added, "You won't be able to get rid of us."
The teacher sighed. "Very well, then. Follow me." With that, all seven of them walked inside.
*Francis's POV*I sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the paper. I didn't have to go to work today because they are training a new guy. It's one of the least busy nights anyway. That was the fun thing about bartending, weekdays are often slow and you're released early if you're not needed at the time.
I looked at the clock. 10:37 PM. I sighed. The kids would be in recess by now if I was correct. I just hoped they actually listened to Arthur and me. The fact the kids were bullied at school was bad on it's own, but with it being physical bullying, well, I find that the worst kind. The boys can handle themselves at school if someone was verbally abusing. They had no problem with it, they brushed it off. But knowing they could come home with black eyes?
I shook my head. No, I could not think about it! The school will handle it. They'll tell a teacher and the school will take care of the situation. I decided to take a walk around town but before I walked out of the house, the phone began to ring. I walked over and put the phone to my ear. "Hello?"
"Hello! Is this Mr. Bonnefoy?" A feminine voice asked.
I froze for a moment. "...O-Oui, that is me... And who is this?"
"I am Mrs. Eble. I wanted to call and ask if you can come pick up your children?" She said quickly.
I nearly dropped the phone. "Q-Quoi? What happened?!"
"I will explain when you come, but I think it's best you come and take them home..."
I nodded. "Oui, I'll be right over." I didn't wait for a response as I hung up the phone and ran out the door, keys in hand. I ran almost every red light that attempted to stall me. Was it safe? Hell no, but I had to get to the school. They wouldn't call if it wasn't important!
Pulling up to the school, I put the car in park and ran inside the building. I walked up to the receptionist. "I am here for my son Matthew Bonnefoy and Alfred Kirkland." She nodded and directed me to the nurse.
I walked in and my stomach immediately began doing flips. Alfred lied on the stiff bed, eyes closed and I assumed sleeping. Matthieu sat next to Alfred, holding his hand. Matthieu looked up at me, a bruise on his left cheek. I briskly walked up to him and kneeled beside the bed. I pulled mon petit Matthieu into a tight hug and kissed his head. "Cher, ce qui s'est passé?"
He hugged me back and buried his face into my shoulder. I heard a muffled, "I-Ivan..." and my heart clenched. So it was Ivan who did this...
I looked over at Alfred. His face was covered in bruises and he had two new cuts that I could see. His mouth looked as though it was swelling. His arm was covered in a thin cast. All I could think was WHAT HAPPENED?!
I looked around the room and saw four boys sitting in the room next to us... But I knew who they were. They were Matthieu and Alfred's friends. Not to mention the Italians were the sons of my friend Antonio, and Ludwig was Gilbert's younger brother. As I thought of this, I saw Antonio walk into the room and kneel before his sons.
A woman, who I guessed was the nurse, walked into the room. "Hello, Mr. Bonnefoy." I nodded in greeting. "You can take them home, but I suggest taking Alfred to the hospital to get his arm checked."
"And what about the one that did this?" I asked.
"Don't worry, Mr. Bonnefoy. He's being suspended for a while. This will not happen again, I assure you."
"It better not. Why didn't you catch this earlier? Why did it take you so long to find out that someone was beating these two up?" I interrogated.
"Sir, we were not in the spot of the playground. I'm-"
I cut her off. "After what happened last week with Alfred getting a busted lip and bruised, you didn't think to have a bit more watch over what goes on during recess?"
"Mr. Bonnefoy," she began. "I understand you're upset. But we assure you, this will not happen again."
I gave a slight glare to her as I responded, "Fine." I stood back up. "Then I shall take them home, oui?" She gave a short nod and handed me papers. I signed them out and picked up Alfred. Matthew stood up next to me and grabbed my hand.
Walking out of the nurses, Antonio stopped me. "So, what happened?"
"I'll explain it later," I told him. Reluctantly he nodded and took his sons home. Another man, Yao, came and picked up Kiku, leaving Ludwig alone still waiting.
I couldn't just leave him there. "Did you want to call up your brother and ask if you could come home with us?" Ludwig looked up at me and stared. After a brief moment, he gave a short nod and stood up.
After the call, Ludwig left with us to go to our house. Gilbert was to pick him up around four. I opened the car door and let Matthew and Ludwig climb in. Once they were strapped in their seats, I set Alfred in his and buckled him in. Shutting the car door, I ran to the other side and mounted into the drivers seat. I pulled out of the school parking lot and drove home.
On the way home, I grabbed my phone and handed it to Matthew. "Can you find Arthur's number in their, mon cher?" After Matthew found the contact, he handed me the phone and I hit call.
Holding the phone to my ear, I heard a quick, "Hello?"
I paused a moment, contemplating how to tell him the news quickly. Coming to a decision, I said it as simply as I could. "Ivan hurt them again."
~~Hetalia~!~~
A/N: Hey guys! Hope y'all enjoyed it, most of this was written in school so, yay~! Finished the chapter! I'm sure y'all got a pretty good idea of what injuries Alfred has, but next chapter will probably be pretty short as it will mainly be the trip to the hospital and such. Anywho, please review! It really gets me wanting to write! Like... Not joking. When SunshineProject left a review, I started writing this chapter that day on the bus. So, PLEASE review? **And also, please leave a review of whose perspective you want next chapter: Alfred, Matthew, Arthur, Francis or Third person.**
Thank you guys!
Mon cher- my dear
Quoi- What?
Cher, ce qui s'est passe?- Dear, what happened?
