Hello hello, I an sry this is late, because I didn't start till like literally after school, and when I was on the bus. But hey, enjoy and I am sry! Anyway
Enjoy or I slap you!

Did he just say, my name? No he said something else.
"What was that?"
"Kiku Honda was his name. He looks much like you. He was an A+Student, and from Japan." I look at him, his hair draped over his face, and he cradled his necklace in his left hand. His green eyes absentminded, as he stared off. "Kiku, this might take awhile, and we have studyhall next period. So I will give you two choices: I can either tell you now, or later, like at my place, or yours, or if your more comfortable, somewhere else."
I ponder his words. Should we stay and listen, or go to one of our houses, or somewhere comfortable? My house. After all today is a short-day. "One of the houses, I can already tell, it's going to be long." He smiled, his cheeks turning a slight crimson.
"Alright."

The final bell rung for school. Asa and I left together, heading towards his and Alfred's home. We entered, the door with intriguing designs. Swirls here and there, cherry colored wood. The house smelt of... burnt scones. We sat down at the clear glass table, chairs, black as the night.
"Ok, anything before I start?"
I pondered for a moment.
"Yeah, could I please have a bottle of water? And if not too much, a snack."
He smiled wide, and lifted himself from the chair, and went through the door. I tapped my fingers to a tune; something, everybody knows to well. He came back, and I stopped. He put down a cup of tea in front of him, and a bottle of water in front of me. He then dropped a bag of Cape-Cod kettle-cooked brand chips. Flavor salt and cracked pepper.
"All ready?" I nod in agreement, stuffing a chip in my mouth.
"Well... it all began with a new student."
*Arthur's Past, his POV*
I sat in class, tapping my pencil, waiting for first period to begin. Damn! What in blazes is taking so long!? I stare at the crazy teacher, Mr. Japonica. He is from another country, but I don't care enough to remember.
RING RING!
The bell FINALLY rang, yet it always seems like its saying: RING RING! MUTHAFUCKA SCHOOL HAS STARTED!
Mr. Whatever, takes attention.
"Class, today we have an transfer student. He maybe shy, but is from Japan."
I looked up. This guy. He looks short, dark brown hair, and soulless brown eyes. He wears a uniform probably from his old school. Long white pants, and a pristine white button-up shirt, with gold buttons, shoulders with black and gold, including the collar.
"Introduce yourself."
"Moshi moshi, I am Kiku Honda. I am from Tokyo, Japan. Please treat me well." He bowed down, his hair shifting. My eyes widen. Oh, he is going to get bullied. His l's sounded like rolled r's. I sigh, and notice the empty seat next to me. He is probably going to be next to me.
"Now Mr. Honda, you may go sit next to... Francis, he is the one with long blond hair. Wave!" Francis waved lovingly. Oh yeah, he is screwed. After all, That is where, the Bad-Luck/Bad-Ass trio sat. And that perverted fucker might rape him.
Kiku walked over there. He was a small person.
"Oui, hello." Kiku sat down, and probably was nervous, since I couldn't see him, I'm not sure.
"Hai, Moshi moshi?"
" I am sorry, but what does that mean?"
"Yes, hello?" His l's sounded like rolled r's once again.
Damn. Ignore...
"Alright, class. Lets begin."

Damn, lunch time, thank goodness.
When first period rang. He ran like hell to next period. Well anyway lunch time! I rub my hands together, and wait when I'm knocked over.
"Oof! What the hell!" I pick myself up and dust my clothes off.
"Watch where you're goi-oh your Kiku Honda?" I lend my hand out, he rejects it and pulls himself up.
"Gomenasai! Gomenesai!"
I look him up and down. His clothes were disheveled, and his hair was sprawled out. That and he had a cut on his left cheek.
"Are you ok?"I asked
He nodded.
"Hai, I am fine." He smiled, yet it disappears. I felt a few pairs of arms around me.
"Yo, Arthur, you going to beat him up too? I mean you wouldn't want your rep. destroyed. Do you?"
Yes I had a rep. around school.
I've done it millions of times before. Like bothering that Candian kid, my cousin I think. Or the Grecian who LOVED cats. Many more, but somehow I feel it should stop.
"Yo... Arthuuurrr..." Gilbert poked my cheek. I shake the three of them off.
"No, I wouldn't. But lets give him a chance. He is just from another country, like the three of you. And wheres Lovino, I saw him with Ivan again." Antonio opened his eyes wide and ran.
"Gilbert, I hear a teacher is looking for you." He blushed and ran away.
"Francis... I hear all the Freshman are taking showers."
He dashed away, and left the two of us alone.
"Arigato, Asa, I believe is your name..."
I just looked at him and said,"Asa?"
"Hai, in Japanese its... Ar-ar-tur?"
I just laugh.
"What's so, funny..."
"Ah nothing." He looked uneasy.
An awkward silence set among us.
"Eh... if you would like to go. It's ok."
"R-really... I don't know... your one of the first people nice to me..."
I looked at him and beamed.
"Don't worry, I normaly eat by myself. You may join me if you'd like to."
He smiled. A true smile.
He then realized, his books were on the floor and started to pick them up. I noticed something. His left jacket sleeve went up slightly. It made me surprised and I gasped.
"Huh?"
"Ah! Nothing! Hahaha..."
He just smiled and headed on our way.

"So what was on his wrist?" I asked Asa. He just twiddled his thumbs and whispered. "Scars..."

GOMENASAI! GOMENASAI! I'm so sorry! I am going to catch up this week, because
1. I need to.
2. It needs to be done!
Anything else? No?
Well, see you tomorrow!