A/N: sorry this took long. I just haven't felt like typing. This chapter is kinda humorous. Hope u like! Oh, and thanks again to everyone who faved, put this on story alert, and/or reviewing. It means a lot to me.
I don't own hetalia
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The two boys had their next class together. It went relatively fast – for history.
As they were about to head out the door, Alfred stopped Arthur for a second. "Hey, meet me by the bus stop after school. You can explain about earlier while we wait."
Arthur nervously gulped, but nodded. "Fine." And he walked out into the hall.
~Time skip~
The rest of the school day passed by with little to no event. Alfred was now at the bus stop waiting for Arthur. School had gotten out about eight minutes ago, and there was no sign of the blonde. Suddenly, Alfred remembered.
Arthur had detention.
"Ugh, he probably remembered that too." He groaned to himself. Looks like he'd just have to talk to Arthur tomorrow.
When the school bus finally came, Alfred took one last look at the front doors, half expecting the Englishman to come running out. But, of course, he didn't.
~Time skip (Gasp! That's 2 OoO)~
The basement lights were dim, making the glow of the T.V. seem even brighter. All of Alfred's homework was done, and he was just, in his own words, "chillaxing".
He let out a tired sigh. "Ugh, boooooooored. Hmm, what can I do? I've played all my video games, I don't feel like going outside, there's nothing on T.V., what. Can. I. Do.?"
Then, an ad for a random movie came on. "…Based on the award winning book…" the announcer boomed. An idea came into Alfred's head. It was sort of lame, but it was an idea nonetheless.
"Oh yeah, I guess I could read." He suggested to himself weakly. Alfred absolutely despised reading a great number of books. However, desperate times call for desperate measures.
Pushing his body off the bed, Alfred headed to his (nearly empty) bookshelf.
As he was scanning the few books he had, he couldn't help but notice a layer of dust covering each (surprisingly, even the comics.). 'Heh, shows ya just how much I love reading.' Alfred thought in amusement.
No more than ten seconds later, he stopped when his eyes landed on a certain pack of books.
About two years ago, one of Alfred's classmates (he wasn't a friend, but wasn't an enemy either.) Francis, gave these to him for Christmas.
They had this little thing where they gave each other joke gifts, just to annoy each other.
Alfred had never really even looked at the book series he got. Well he was gonna now! 'Wow, this'll be the first real book (besides the mandatory ones) I've read in like…ever.'
After tearing the plastic wrap off the books, Alfred looked at the cover of the first one. It had a picture of two (rather attractive) men looking at each other with…something in their eyes. But Alfred couldn't quite tell what.
Taking a quick peek at the back, he saw that it was rated "M", and had a little sticker that said, "Yaoi". 'Huh, wonder what that is. Like violence or swearing or something?" the teen, who'd never hear the word before, wondered.
Opening the cover of the book, Alfred noticed it was actually a comic book…that read backwards.
Alfred shrugged it off, and began to read – yes, he was just that bored.
~about sixty-five pages later *:3*~
"GAAAAAAAAH!" a very disturbed Alfred yelled as he threw the book to the far corner of the basement, a loud "BANG" following.
What Alfred had just seen could not be unseen! He was blushing furiously, and not just from what was in the book. No, the thing that really made him crazy was that he didn't mind it…actually, he kinda liked it. And – he pictured someone else in there (A/N:fangirl giggle :3). Who, he would never admit, but you can probably guess.
Suddenly, Alfred's mom and brother burst through the door panting. His mom had anxiety and determination all over her face. Oh yeah, and she had a frying pan poised above her, ready to hit someone over the head.
Matthew, on the other hand, was a tad different. He looked pale and sick to his stomach with worry. His eyes were even tearing over a bit.
"What happened!" their mother practically yelled. Alfred just stared. He was trying to think of what he could tell her.
"Um, I uh…w-was reading a book, and this – freaky thing happened in it. And the shock and surprise was so big, that it made me scream and throw the book across the room." Okay, so it wasn't that believable. He didn't feel the need to give details.
But, unfortunately, she wasn't convinced. Putting a hand on her hip, she asked, "Alfred F. Jones, since when do you read?" 'Damn.' Said person thought, 'Okay, its okay just give the real reason.' "I was bored out of my mind."
Matthew, who had relaxed now, exclaimed, "That's it? W-we thought you'd fallen, or something exploded, or-or someone sh-shot you or something."
"…Mattie, if someone came into the house to shoot me, don't you think you and/or mom would have noticed them come in?" Alfred asked. "Mattie", as he was called, just shrugged. "They could have snuck in one of the basement windows." He reasoned.
'Yeah, that'd make sense…if the glass wasn't like, bullet proof.' Alfred just decided not to comment any further on the subject.
"What is that?" Their mom asked, looking at the stack of yaoi manga, "A new series?"
And before Alfred could do anything, she grabbed one of the books and opened it. Well, she must have opened it to a "bad"* page, because the second she laid her eyes on it, she was redder than any apple.
"…Alfred," she said so calm it was kind of scary.
Alfred quickly went on the defensive, "N-no. It's not mine! I mean it is, but Francis gave it to me as a joke a few years ago. I never even looked at it before, I swear! I-I was just so bored, and they were the only books that I haven't read. I didn't know!" he insisted.
"What are you two talking about?" asked Matthew. The poor boy had been completely forgotten already.
"N-nothing Hun." His mother answered. "Alfred, I'm going to pretend I didn't' see that. I just want you to know sweetie, that if you like looking at that kind of thing, or even "she went even redder, "if you like doing those things, I'm alright with that."
Obviously, she was very uncomfortable. But it was positively nothing compared to how Alfred felt.
"Mom!" he exclaimed, "I don't do that! Plus I told you, I didn't know that's what they were."
Matthew just stood there while Alfred and their mom had the awkward talk. No one really told him what they were talking about yet, but he had a pretty good idea. "I'll just go upstairs then." He said quietly, mostly to himself.
The mother and son continued to chat, mother repeating that she supported him in anything he did, and son blushing madly, insisting he didn't do that.
No one was really sure of anything….Except maybe one thing.
Weather the books were a joke or not, Alfred was gonna kill Francis.
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*Bad? Those are the good parts for me :3
A/N: hahaha, Alfred's first Yaoi! Love that! Oh noes. It's kinda short! Typical for me, eh?
Okay, so I think the next chapter has Francis. So be prepared! Oh, good news, I got over my writer's block…for the time being...
Just FYI, a few future chapters will be in first – person. It just gives more depth.
R&R J
