I guess I will have to wait to see if anyone is going to figure out the mystery characters since I can't wait to get started on chapter 7. I almost want to be sick again tomorrow. Depending on the weather I may not have to go into work... No not likely I can walk there even if no one else can make it in. Hey I can go glare at my boss about it, he is also my landlord. Sometimes life sucks you know.

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Faye was standing outside the door to her history class. School didn't start for another twenty minutes, but she felt the need to talk to Mr. Williams. after finishing her homework last night she had laid awake in her bed and thought about her predicament. The conclusion she had reach was that she didn't want the others to know she had been reborn, or rather that Gilbert had been. But she also realized she wanted to help out and so a change in career paths had been made. she wanted to go into politics, maybe help Mr. Williams with whatever it was he did. It would help her feel like less of a freak at least. She knew it was a selfish reason but she had finally found her answers and she could think of only the one thing to do with them.

Taking a deep breath she opens the door and enters the classroom. "Mr. Williams?" She steps in and sees Mr. Williams writing on the board, preparing for that day's lesson.

"Faye!" He smiles at her and sets down the chalk. "Is everything alright?"

She nods and closes the door behind her. "Mr. Williams, do you think you could keep my existence from the others. It would only cause them all more pain to learn about me. I'm going to grow old and die and well, you know."

Mr. Williams nods as she fiddles with her fingers. "I understand. I was sort of thinking along the same lines to be honest." He watches her standing there and still fiddling with her fingers. "Is there something else?"

"I, well, I also was wondering what I would need to do to maybe go into politics. I, after everything you told me yesterday, I decided that I'd like to try and help you out if I could." When all he did was stare she elaborated. "I know what you told me isn't something many people know and I'm guessing those that do know do so because it's their job or something. I don't know it just would feel weird to not do anything."

"Faye, its alright. Actually that sounds like a good idea. I could always use more help. I'm less busy than many of the others but it can be hard to juggle everything. If you really want to help then you would want to get a degree in political science. I'm sure you can do that easily though. You're top of your class from what I've seen."

Faye relaxes at his answer and smiles up at him. "Awesome!" She heads over to her seat then stops and turns to him again. "And would it be ok if I came over after school. I know you said you didn't have any pictures of Gilbert but you have others right. I think it would be interesting to learn history from a new perspective."

Mr. Williams chuckles and nods, "That sounds great. I don't get company much, so it will be nice to have someone over to talk to that isn't my pet."

She looks at him curiously. "What do you mean? Don't the others come over to, I don't know, hang out and chill?"

"Well my brother does every now and then. But most of the others forget about me. Sometimes I swear I must be invisible or something." He fidgets in his seat as if remembering something, "Though when Russia sits on me at meetings I wonder if anyone really sees me at all."

Faye stares in disbelief. "You're kidding, he sits on you? What the hell! Why do you put up with that?"

Mr. Williams shrugs, "You know I really don't know. I guess I'm so used to being over looked or mistaken for Al that I've just gotten used to it."

Faye perces her lips, then a determined gleam comes over her eyes. "Well, I know the first thing I'm going to help you with then."

"Eh?"

"We're going to make the world see you!"

"Eh!"

Faye spent the rest of the day scribbling in he notebook different plans to help make Mr. Williams noticed by the other nations. It was a matter of pride for her. She was Canadian, despite being Prussia's reincarnation, and damnit all if she was going to let the other nations ignore him. Canada was cool, Canada was awesome. She was going to make them take notice.

After school she went to Mr. Williams class and knocked on the open door to get his attention. "When should I head over?"

He looks up from his papers and thinks for a moment. "I should be home in an hour. I have to grade these and then I can go home. Are you going to let your parents know."

Faye nods, "Yeah, they are surprisingly cool with this. Though if I'm going to be making too much of a habit my dad may want to end up meeting you." She laughs at her own little joke and laughs even more when she sees the confused look on the teacher's face.

"Um alright then." He goes back to his papers and Faye leaves, still chuckling. She doesn't see the pair of eyes glaring at her from down the hall as she leaves. They narrow before turning away and heading the opposite direction.

Kevin was not pleased. Faye was getting even closer to the new history teacher. So close she was even going over to his house now. Sure he had been picking on her relentlessly since they were kids but he eventually realized he was doing it because he liked her. As they grew older he didn't even mind since she was absolutely the hottest girl in school. He never told her that though, he just kept bullying her. The only ones that knew were his two friends, Jacque and Lance. He had sworn them to secrecy. now she was spending way too much time with that damn history teacher. He had heard what the female population of the school thought of the man. He was apparently every teenage girl's wet dream. Smart, sexy and kind and whatever else it was. All he knew was that he was competition. He didn't think that Faye was the type to do anything inappropriate but the teacher may not be so virtuous. She was a babe after all.

Grumbling he made his way out of the building and over to where his friends were sitting on the hood of his car.

"So how'd things go, you look kinda pissed man?"

"She's going over to his house now."

"Wait, she's what?"

"I didn't think she had it in her to do something like that. I guess it is always the ones you don't expect."

Kevin glares at Jacque, the French-Canadian always was rather vulgar. "Faye is not that kind of girl. She's way too smart to waste it on that sort of thing." He opens his car door, unlocking the other doors for his friends to climb in. "But Mr. Williams isn't so trustworthy."

Jacque and Lance look at each other then at Kevin.

"Dude, you think he'd actually try something. I'm sure the guy could have any girl he wanted."

"Exactly. Why else would he have invited her to his house?"

"Not that she isn't hot or anything Kevin, but don't you think it would be stupid of him to get involved with a student like that."

"Doesn't matter. I'm not letting some pretty boy teacher take her away from me." He starts the car and drives out of the lot.

Matthew was pulling up to his house and saw a rather unwelcome sight. A big red pick-up truck sat in his driveway and he could already make out his brother sitting on his porch swing waiting to be let in. Matthew had stopped leaving a key under his door mat after the first time his brother barged into his house uninvited. Then he had had to replace his door with something a bit more heavy duty after Alfred had decided to simply break the door down. Alfred had finally been convinced to stop breaking in through the windows after Matthew had reamed him verbally and made him cry. That had been rather satisfying actually. So now when Alfred came over he would use the doorbell and wait for Matthew to answer the door. Or he would wait on the swing if he came over while Matthew wasn't home.

Pulling into the driveway he turns off his car and climbs out. This would not be good. Faye would be here soon and she hadn't wanted the other nations to know about her. Not that it would hurt Alfred to know about her but he had a tendency toward a big mouth. Sure he could keep a secret, but those that he kept were the ones of national security level secrets. Something like Faye, well he wouldn't understand why he shouldn't tell the others. He would think it was heroic to parade her around a world meeting and let those that knew Gilbert learn she was, well, there. It would not be good. He'd have to get rid of him as quickly as he could.

Climbing the steps to his front door Matthew unlocks it and looks over to Alfred as he walks up next to him, waiting to be let in.

"Heya Mattie!" He shoots him his famous grin and follows Matthew inside.

"Hey Al, what brings you up here?" Matthew waits until Alfred is all the way in before closing the door.

"Oh you know, I figured we could have some brotherly bonding time or something."

"I'm not playing catch with you Al. I almost wound up in the hospital last time."

"Hey, its not my fault you can't catch." Alfred holds his hands up defensively at the glare Matthew sends him. "Er, fine. No catch. How about we try a board game or something?"

Matthew sighs and heads for his kitchen, "As much fun as I would have playing one with you, Al. I can't I have company coming over. Its something of a private meeting, so if you don't mind?" Looking back at his brother he sees the shit-eating grin on his face and almost regrets saying even as much as he has about it.

"A 'private meeting', huh Mattie?" The grin grows wider, "Planning on getting some action tonight or something?"

He knew he had said too much, "No! Alfred! Its nothing like that." He turns away from his brother as he feels his face heating up. "She's a student at the school I'm teaching at."

He could feel his brother's smile growing wider. "Oh really? Well I think I want to meet this student of yours that you have coming over and making you blush. You going to give her a 'private lesson' or something?"

"Al!"

Matthew is cut off from further denying his brother by the doorbell ringing. He glares at his brother then realizes he's already run to answer the door. "Al!" Matthew runs after him, too late.

"Hey, you must be Mattie's student?" Matthew makes it to the hall where his front door is located just in time to see his brother inviting Faye into the house.

"Um, yeah. I'm Faye King." She holds out her hand to Alfred, shooting an unsure look at Matthew.

Alfred takes the hand and shakes it, missing the look she shot to Matthew. "I'm Alfred, Mattie's bro."

Before Alfred can say anymore Matthew steps up, "And he was just about to leave." He reaches for the door.

"Aw, but Mattie I just got here." Alfred pouts and tries to whip out his puppy dog eyes. They didn't work on Matthew, he lived with Kumajirou after all, Alfred had nothing on the polar bear.

Taking his brother's shoulder and turning him towards the now open door shoves him to make him leave, "Bye Al. Go bother Arthur or something."

"Aw, come on Mattie." He's dug his heels in, "Arthur will make me eat his ucky scones. Don't make me leave. Come on with your friend here we can even play something fun, like Monopoly or something." He turns to Faye with the puppy dog eyes, "You want me to stay, don't you Faye?"

"No, she came over for help with a project. You're only going to distract her."

"Oh come one, dude. I'm so bored, just one game, I swear, and then I'll leave."

"You aren't going to leave until we do something are you?"

Alfred nods his head and smiles. Matthew just sighs in exasperation. "Fine. But only for one game." He then smiles remembering something. "I have a chess board, you and Faye can play a game while I make something for dinner."

"Chess?" Alfred smiles brightly. "Sweet, I'm awesome at chess." He grabs Faye by the arm and leads her into the living room to set up the board. "Come on, lets play."

Matthew manages an apologetic look to Faye before she is out of site and he heads to the kitchen.

That traitor. Faye tries to glare at Mr. Williams as he gives her an apologetic look. She just can't stay mad at him though. At least so far Alfred hadn't seemed to recognize her. She looks up at Mr. Williams' brother. How did people mistake her quiet and calm teacher for this immature bundle of energy. Sure they looked a lot alike but that was it. Sighing in resignation she watches as Alfred gets out the chess board and sets it up.

"White or black?"

"White."

Alfred turns the board so the white pieces are on her side of it then sits down. She sits down opposite him. She studies her opponent for a moment and then moves a pawn forward. She watches him as he looks over the board, deep in thought. She had to keep in mind who she was playing here. This was America. Even if he acted rather brash and childish, he was still a nation that had gone to war. She watched as he made his move. She took the time to think over her next move before moving her next piece.

The game continued like this for a while. The two danced around each other on the board. Eventually Faye had Alfred on the ropes. Another move from him and then it was her turn. She moved her rook and declared checkmate. Alfred sat and stared at the board for a moment.

"Dang! You're right." He looks up at her smiling, "I must be getting rusty, but you played a good game." He held out his hand and she took it. They shook and then stood. "Where'd you learn to play, anyway?"

Faye blinks and then shrugs, "Don't know. I've always been rather good at games of strategy. I'm also in the chess club at school. Though I don't go to the competitions."

"Huh, why not? You're really good."

She shrugs, "I don't like the pressure. Its fun to play, but making it a competition suddenly everyone is expecting so much from you. It takes the fun out of playing."

Alfred nods. "I suppose that makes sense." Faye notices him studying her and fidgets a bit under his scrutiny.

"I think whatever Mr. Williams is making is done. Let's go eat." She heads for the kitchen, leaving the blonde in the living room looking thoughtful.

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