"Bonjour Arthur." Francis smiled as he walked over to him. Arthur looked up and smiled to him.
"Hello Francis. How are you?" He asked politely, Ludwig's words still running through his mind. The warning replaying in his head. 'Be careful.'
"I'm fine." Francis smiled to him. "And you?"
"I'm good. Lin gave me my lunch for free today. It was really sweet of her." Arthur smiled. Francis raised an eyebrow. It looked like there could be the potential for more competition than he thought. Arthur was a very likeable character, and he was still rather young.
"Did she now?" Francis asked. He pouted softly. "She never treats me like that." Arthur chuckled at Francis' expression. Arthur remembered her smile, again quickly followed by the warning. He felt like he was being watched all of a sudden, he quickly looked over to the doors leading to the kitchen. Lin was there, half hiding behind the door watching him. But the second she realised he had spotted her, she quickly disappeared inside the kitchen. Why was everyone acting so weird?
"Francis..." Arthur asked nervously. "What exactly happened to the last Drama teacher here?" Francis' eyes glinted slightly.
"Surely you were told when you applied." He gave a gentle smile.
"I heard it was maternity leave." Arthur said. 'And two, you would have been bent over a desk by now.' Arthur shuddered as Ludwig's voice replayed. Surely she couldn't of... Francis could see Arthur was worried about something. He had a small feeling he knew what. He had to act fast.
"Why don't you accompany me to the staff room. You look as if you've seen a ghost." Francis said softly, getting up from his seat and standing behind Arthur, resting his hands on Arthur's shoulders. Arthur felt a shiver run down his spine, but also a wave of relaxation, remembering how good Francis was at massage. He then remembered what it was like last time.
"Erm... how about my office?" Arthur asked, looking up at Francis. Francis would of jumped for joy, but that would arouse suspicion from Arthur. "We won't be disturbed there."
"How about my office?" Francis asked in a slightly seductive tone. "It is a bit of a walk, but it will be nice for you to see my classroom." Arthur was starting to feel slightly worried now. Were the students right about the language department?
"Erm... sure. We can discuss the trip while we are there." Arthur managed a smile. Francis moved back and let him stand up.
"My office is this way." Francis said, gesturing to a door. Arthur nodded and started to walk with Francis.
"Erm...Alfred." Matthew said quickly. His brother had face desked after explaining he was going to get extra tutoring, then realising he would be alone with Mr Kirkland. Matthew turned to his brother worried, he knew Mr Bonnefoy too well to see where this could be going.
"What is it?" Alfred mumbled. Matthew shook his shoulder quickly. "I asked what is it?" He repeated rather annoyed. Matthew only needed to point for Alfred to realise. He and the rest of the school body had watched Mr Kirkland leave with Mr Bonnefoy. Most students looked down to their food in silence. The teachers exchanged worried glances. It was as if the whole school knew it was going to happen sooner or later, they just accepted it and started to move on. But not Alfred... not this time. Alfred picked up his bag and started to head for the door the two teachers had just left from. Matthew looked at him in panic, after quickly clearing their lunches he followed his brother.
"What's the plan?" Matthew asked as they walked down the corridor. He had never seen his brother so determined... apart from the day the cafeteria announced they would be selling cheese burgers for one day only. Alfred was determined to be the first to get one and he was... but this was different. Matthew couldn't quite read Alfred's mind, but he knew what they had to do. They had to stop Mr Bonnefoy at all costs, no matter what.
"Simple. Make sure Mr Kirkland stays safe." Alfred said in a stern voice. His blue eyes locked on the path a head of him. Matthew kept up with his increasingly fast pace.
"What are you going to say to them?" Matthew asked. Alfred paused for a moment, but quickly kept walking. What was he going to say? He could exactly go in and tell him to back of because he liked Arthur. That would get them both in trouble... not to mention how weird it would make things between him and Arthur if the feeling wasn't returned. He would ask him question's about drama. Yes that would work... or would it. It would make more sense to ask them when he was in touring. What the hell was he gonna do?
"I... have no clue. But we need a distraction." Alfred said quickly. The pair rounded a corner and came up to the flight of stairs that lead to the language department. They both gulped. They knew Francis and Arthur would be up there, but they didn't know about the other two. Under normal circumstances, it would be perfectly fine to go up and look around. Normal circumstances meaning during lesson time. Student's knew they would either be in class or the staffroom, they were rarely hanging around during lesson time. But at lunch time, they could be anywhere.
"I could always..." Matthew looked down, putting his hands in his pockets. Alfred looked at him suspicious.
"What?" He asked unsure. Matthew looked to his brother.
"I could always... be a distraction." He said softly. Alfred looked up the stairs and back to his brother. Gripping his shoulders.
"Matthew, please... no matter how hard things may get." He said, meeting Matthew's eyes. "Never give yourself up to one of those creeps." He said. It wasn't that it was a bad idea, it was the best one they had at the moment. But Alfred didn't want to know that for his sake, his brother was... he didn't even want to think about it.
"It's okay Alfred." Matthew said softly. He knew his brother's concern. He just didn't see another way out of this at the moment. "I won't let him do anything to me." He said. Alfred nodded.
"If you need me to help you in any way. Just call and I'll come. Okay?" He managed a weak smile, which was returned by Matthew.
"Okay. Let's do this." He nodded. The two of them turned triumphantly to the stairs, ready to take on the world... and tiptoed up the steps. Even if they were together and ready, they weren't going to risk anything.
"This is my classroom." Francis announced as he opened the door. Arthur looked around impressed. The classroom was very neat and tidy. The folders were all stacked and all the books were in neat piles. Francis seemed very organised, Arthur could also tell he liked to show off a bit as well. Along the walls were massive display boards, colour co-ordinated to match the French flag. Which Arthur though was fair enough, why not go all out. On the display boards there were loads of worksheets with beautifully written French on them, with matching ticks and teachers comments. Francis let Arthur wander inside before closing the door behind him. Arthur looked round in wonder, there was a French flag hung at the back of the classroom and loads of posters were up around the room with basic French on them and grammar rules.
"It is really nice." Arthur smiled. "You have really decorated it well."
"Merci." Francis smiled walking over to him. "I did grow up in France."
"It must be nice for you to teach this subject." Arthur smiled looking round. He walked over the the display board to examine the writings. Francis walked over and stood next to him, looking over the board as well.
"It is nice... but it's a shame I only really have one regular student." Francis said softly.
"Matthew Williams." Arthur said reading Matthew's name on the paper. He looked around soon to realise that all the work was Matthew's. It was all in the same handwriting. "Doesn't it ever bother you you only have one student?"
"It used to." Francis smiled. "But I'd rather have one good student than a class of bad ones."
"True." Arthur smiled, Matthew was a good student. Francis walked round to a door behind his desk. Opening it gently.
"Arthur..." He waited for the blond to turn. "This is my office." He gestured to the small room. "You wanted to talk about the trip?"
"Oh yes. That was the main reason I came up here." Arthur chuckled shaking his head. He walked over to Francis so they could have their meeting. Francis watched him, so innocent and naïve. This was too eas...
"Mr Kirkland." Alfred's loud voice said as he and Matthew pushed open the door. Arthur turned round in surprise. What were they doing here? Francis scowled at Alfred, but he smiled softly when he saw Matthew was with him.
"Mr Bonnefoy..." Matthew asked shyly. "I need some help with todays homework." Arthur looked over to Francis. Francis smiled and walked over to the students, crouching slightly to match Matthew's height.
"What homework would that be?" He asked, his face dangerously close to Matthews, so close in fact it made Matthew's glasses fog up.
"I'll find it." He quickly started looking through his bag. Alfred glared at Francis but was relieved they had stopped him doing anything. But something told him, this was not the end.
