Yao followed Francis into a fancy looking car, his guard way up. The car seemed a lot more glamorous than the one he had ridden in yesterday. Wow, many things happened the past few days...
The driver of the car opened the door for the two teens, closing it behind them. Yao noticed Francis texting on his phone unaware that he was being watched. What's so great about having phones anyways? He and the others never really had one. As they continued driving, Yao noticed they were heading towards the west side of town. Of course, where all the rich people live. After a while, they stopped in front of a large gate. Yao's eyes gaped when seeing the huge house behind it. You could fit a thousand pandas in there!
"This is your house aru?" Yao asked Francis who was standing right beside him. He was talking in an intercom before answering Yao.
"I'm insulted, Yao. I would never live in such a small house." Yao face-palmed at the French teen's answer. Well if it wasn't his house, then whose was it? As the Chinese teen wondered what Francis was thinking, another fancy car pulled up. Out came an energetic American and a not-so-energetic Canadian. Yao recognized the American from the his first day. He was the one starting at him and his friends. The other, Yao had never seen.
" 'Sup, Francis!" The American shouted, running up the Francis.
"Bonjour, Alfred. It seems our friend won't let us in. And I told him I had a surprise." Francis said back. Alfred laughed, then saw Yao. He stopped laughing and looked back at Francis, who only smirked. The smirked seemed to mean something because Alfred broke down laughing again.
"Okay, okay, okay..." He said once he caught his breath. "The hero can get us in! All we need to do it get some rope and-" Alfred was about to go on about some random break in plan before he was interrupted by his Canadian twin.
"A-Alfred, can't we just buzz in?" He suggested in a whisper, "I'm sure Aunty would let us in."
"Shoot, Matty! I had this cool plan and everything!" Alfred pouted, waving his arms up and down. Matthew sighed, walking over to the intercom Francis talked into.
"H-hello, it's us... No there are two other people... Okay..." Matthew turned back to the group. "They said they'll ask if we can go in." After a couple seconds of waiting, the large gate opened. Their group was granted permission to enter. Waiting behind the gate was a butler. Yao was too busy looking at the front garden to noticed anything.
"The young master is waiting. The master and mistress are currently away but are aware of your presences to the manor." The butler showed them in and they all followed behind.
Inside the mansion, Yao was following way behind. He'd never thought he'd be in such a place. Everything was so big and high class. What did Francis mean when he said it was small? He was pretty far behind that he hadn't notice Alfred talking to Francis. "You sure he's gonna freak out, man?" Alfred said to Francis while amusingly watching Yao look like a kid in a candy store.
"Well, remember who you're talking about, Alfred."
"True that. Dude, did Yao really think you'd sue him? That was just hilarious!" Alfred started laughing again while Francis smirked, not catching the 'him'. They continued walking even when the butler stopped, already showing them the room. Francis, Alfred, and Mathew continued in, not noticing they lost Yao. Luckily, the butler did notice the missing fourth person and went off to look for him.
"Artie!" Alfred shouted when walking into the room. Arthur was sitting quickly, drinking his afternoon tea. His annoyance was visible on his face.
"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Arthur crossly spat back politely, his eyes closed as he set his teacup down.
"That's no way to talk to your guest, Arthur~" Francis teased, making Arthur even more irritable.
"I do not consider those who barge in without an invitation 'guests'." As the three went back and forth, Arthur showing his anger, Alfred and Francis continue teasing, and Matthew sitting there being ignored, they all failed to hear the commotion down the hall.
"THAT'S IT! I QUIT!" A studious man shouted, barging out of the door of one of the large rooms. "NO AMOUNT OF MONEY WILL MAKE ME SIT HERE WITH THIS CHILD!" He stomped down the fall. The sudden outburst made Yao jumped. He turned and watched at a bunch of maids tried to apologize to the man.
"Master Brendon, I am terribly sorry about his behavior." An old lady said to the man. The studious man just continued angrily shouting until he walked out the door, slamming it shut. "Oh for heaven's sake, that was the fourth one this week..." The lady sighed, shaking her head exhaustedly. "Peter!"
"Yes, Nanna?" Yao heard a voice shout back. He couldn't help but follow the old women into the room that the pervious man stormed out of, unnoticed. The room was very large, high ceilings and matching high windows. Judging from the mass collections of books, it was a study/library.
"Please explain what you did this time? This was the fourth tutor this week!" The lady, now clear that she was the nanny, scolded. The young boy, Peter, was just sitting in his chair, listening with a bored expression. His cheek resting in the palm of his hand, his elbow on the table. "I honestly do not know what to do with you!" The nanny turned around heading towards the door. It was a wonder why she didn't notice Yao by the door. Peter however did.
"Who're you?" He asked once the nanny left. Yao turned from watching the fumed nanny leave, to the younger boy.
"Yao." He measly answered. Returning with another question, Yao asked, "What was that all about aru?"
"Stupid tutor. He just makes things too complicated! Gaah!" Peter complained. Yao raised a bow, walking over to the boy.
"What're you working on there aru?" He asked, looking over the boy's shoulder. It looked like math. As Yao looked over at his work, Peter just stared back at Yao. Who was he? Yeah he shared his name, but that was it. Did his nanny already know that the tutor was going to give up on him and called for another one? "Well your problem is right there. It should be cubed, not squared aru."
Peter looked down at his work, still confused. "How?" Not exactly aware of what he was doing, Yao explained to Peter what he did wrong, re-teaching him how to do the problem correctly. "Woah! I actually did it! Ha! That stupid tutor taught me wrong and said I'd never learn math!" Peter shouted, pumping a fist in the air. "Thank you, Yao!" The Chinese teen smiled back. It started fading when he actually got a good look at the boy.
Peter had the same thick eyebrows as you know who, and when Yao thoroughly listened, he could hear an accent. "You said your name was 'Yao', but who are you really and what're you doing here? Did Nanna Georgia hire you?"
"Uh, no. I'm Wang Yao. I was forced to come here by someone by the name of Francis... Something... Where am I exactly aru?"
"Oh. Well, I'm Peter Kirkland. Right now, you are at the Kirkland household." Yao couldn't help himself when he tensed up. 'Kirkland'? This was Arthur's house! "Francis Bonnefoy comes here a lot," Peter explained, "He likes to mess with my jerk of a brother."
Going back to his work, Yao noticed Peter struggling a bit more again. Unaware about his actions again, Yao helped out the younger Brit. They were so into their math problems, they didn't notice the nanny and butler from before enter the study, walking towards them and looking at Peter's nearly completed work.
"P-P-P-Peter?" Nanna Georgia stuttered. Peter and Yao looked up from their work to see a gaping old lady and a, not as surprised, butler looking back at them.
"Nanna! I actually got it now! Yao showed me how!" Peter enthusiastically said, jumping out of his seat to show his nanny his completed work. As Nanna Georgia stared at the worksheet, slowly taking it in, the butler walked over to Yao.
"Shall I show you to Master Arthur and the others?" Just then, Yao finally recognized the butler. He was the driver from the previous day.
"Walter! Not yet! I must talk to Yao about Master Peter's studies!" Nanna Georgia cut in. "Please, will you teach our young master?" She pleaded. Yao was speechless, unsure what to say. Walter the butler had cut back in again, telling Georgia Yao was a guest. As the two conversed back and forth, Peter pulled Yao along out of the study, walking down a long hall.
"Sorry about that. Nanna's really edgy about my studies." Peter explained. "So how old are you? What grade are you in? Your hair's pretty dark, are you from Europe somewhere? What does 'aru' mean? How'd you get so good in math?" Yao just smiled nervously, still being pulled along. Peter was just asking questions after questions.
"O-one at a time please! I'm 18 and a third year in high school. No, I'm not European, I'm actually Chinese, and I have to study really hard aru." Yao tried to answer, not really sure if he should. He tried to avoid the question about his speech tick because it was sort of embarrassing. Peter only looked at him with amazement.
"You're so much cooler than my older brother!" Now it was Yao's turn to ask questions.
"Well now you name my age and grade, what about you aru? And where are we going?" Okay, there wasn't that much questions, but Yao wasn't really the nosy type when it came to people he just met.
"I'm 12 and a first year in middle school." Peter stopped in his tracks, an embarrassed blush creeping up. "I'm not really sure, he he he. I thought we could hang out! I'm sure it'd be better than hanging around my jerk brother and his friends! You said it yourself, you were forced here! So might as well have some fun! You hungry?" Before Yao could answer, Peter made his way to the kitchen, obviously hungry himself, still pulling Yao along.
Back with the others...
"Why are you even here?" Arthur shouted. They had been arguing the whole time, soon breaking in to choking each other. Arthur's servants had just pulled the three apart and left.
The question stopped Francis and Alfred from saying anything else. They just realized that Arthur hadn't freaked out like they thought he would. Arthur raised a brow when watching Alfred and Francis frantically look around.
"Where's Yao?" Alfred whispered to Francis. Both their backs were to Arthur.
"How should I know! Yao must've wondered off. The transition from peasantry life must've been too much for our fluer."
"What are you guys talking about?" Arthur deadpanned at the two conversing. "If you are just going to whisper to each other all day, I'm headed to fetch a snack." This caught Alfred's attention.
"Oh! I'm coming, too!" He shouted, running towards Arthur, completely forgetting about Yao. Francis shook his head, about to follow the two. He was stopped by Walter the butler.
"Master Francis, I'm here to inform you that the other company, Yao, had just left, taking the bus home." Francis displayed a crushing, shocked look. His plans to make his days, shatter! He thanked Arthur's butler for informing him and continued towards the kitchen with the others, his head down and gloomy.
While entering the kitchen, Alfred, Francis, and an unnoticed Matthew behind him, Arthur saw his little brother eating already. "Peter, what are you eating?" Peter looked up from his delicious food at Arthur.
"It's called fried rice. My new tutor made it. There's more over there." Peter said, pointing towards the stove. "You should've met her. She's really pretty. I call her!" He added, glaring a bit at his brother.
"What happened to your last one? Ran out because of you again?" Arthur glared back.
"That tutor taught me wrong! My new tutor makes everything so much easier, thank you very much!" As the two Kirklands glared at each other, the other three in the room helped themselves to the fried rice.
"Mmm! Whoever your tutor is, she's a great cook!" Alfred shouted, his eyes sparkling. He continued stuffing himself with more rice. "Who's she anyways."
"Uh-uh! You're not getting any information from me!" Peter puffed out his cheeks, crossed his arms and turned away. "But I will say she's 18 and a third year in high school. Ha ha, older than you, Arthur." The said Brit shot his younger brother another look. Sure he was still 17, but his birthday was coming up! "I don't think she goes to Hetalia Academy though. She was wearing a different uniform." Francis's eyes start to show curiosity now. A 'pretty girl' who wears a different uniform?
"I didn't see her at all." Arthur said, somewhat thinking Peter made it all up.
"She just left after making this."
"What kind of food is this?" Arthur asked, examining the rice before trying it.
"Chinese." And with that one word answer, all three started choking on their food, finally realizing who Peter was talking about.
Lin paced the room once again, waiting for Yao. The others had already explained he was going to be late, but that didn't cease Lin's panic. "Relax, Lin. Yao-Ge's going to be fine." Hong said, trying to calm down his older cousin. "You worry way too much."
"Are you sure Yao's going to be alright? This is the second time in a row! Maybe going to Hetalia Academy was a bad idea..." Lin started nervously rubbing his hands together while Hong sighed.
"It was always a bad idea..." He deadpanned, going to start dinner. If Yao was gone, it was always Hong who would cook. Still, Yao was rarely ever gone at dinner. As he started dinner, Hong heard fast footsteps heading towards him.
"Yao?" Hong turned, seeing Lien panting by the kitchen entrance. She wore a disappointed look when seeing how it wasn't Yao. "Hey, Hong."
"Yao-Ge is fine, Lien." It didn't show, but Hong really was annoyed having to repeat himself. Sure he was a bit worried for his brother, but it wasn't eating him up like the others. Now if something were to happened to him, that was a different story.
There were a couple more footsteps that followed Lien's soon after. "Is Yao-Nii-San home? I heard his name." Kiku looked around the room from where he was by the entrance. He was followed by the rest of the first years and a tiny vein appeared on Hong's poker face.
Already really annoyed, Hong finished washing the uncooked rice and placed it into the rice cooker. After letting it cook on its own, the younger Chinese boy walked away. He was not going to hear any more of this! He could handle Lin, but the rest, that was a bit 'no'. When the others realized Yao wasn't going to be home for a little while, they retreated back to what they were doing before.
"Xie xie," Yao said to Wu, as he hopped off the bus. He waved at the bus as it drove away before walking back home. "I'm home aru!" Yao shouted, taking off his shoes. He saw Lin curled up on a chair asleep and chuckled. He guessed that he gave his cousin another panic attack. Before Yao went to started cooking his second dinner, he place a blanket over the young monk.
Seeing the rice cooker on, Yao smiled, knowing Hong was preparing dinner. Since he wasn't doing it now, Yao guessed again that the others did something to piss him off. Tying his apron around his waist, Yao started to prepare dinner.
"Since Hong's not making dinner, guess I'm up next for it..." Lien said aloud to herself. No one had yet realized Yao was home, not even after he shouted that he was. She stopped in place when she was near the kitchen, hearing something sizzling. Lien peeked around the corner and finally noticed Yao was home. He was frying vegetables in his wok, pouring it into a spare plate when done.
"Yao! You're back!" She shouted, hug-tackling him and giving him a huge shock.
"L-Lien?"
"Where were you?" Lien demanded, holding Yao close by his shirt collar, glaring at him. "Do you know how worried I was! I thought you got raped or something!" She shouted, making Yao blush with embarrassment.
"I'm fine! I'm fine aru!" Yao smiled nervously. Lien slowly loosened her grip, starting to relax just a bit. Taking a deep breath, Lien asked him what happened. Yao answered without hesitation. "Well for some reason I was at the Kirklands' house. I got a bit lost and stumbled upon the youngest one aru. I helped him with his math and somehow got hired as his tutor. The nanny pays me pretty well aru." Lien nodded, showing she was listen as they both step up for dinner. "Well, I did what Francis asked so no law suit anymore aru!" Lien giggled, bringing out the last plate of food.
"Okay, I'll wake up Lin while you get everyone." Lien instructed. Yao happily followed her order.
UGH! 2932 WORDS! with AN which i will try to keep short. there were a lot of mistakes last chapter so i'll try to fix then later. right now, really tired AND HAVEN'T FINISHED HW TTATT i'm just getting nowhere with this fanfic... hope you'll stick with me! i know how i'm going to end it! but don't know how to get there exactly... but probably wont reach my deadline of May 29th. oh well... please forgive any grammar, spelling, and/or language. Reviews are Loved! Yay! 4167 hits and 85 reviews!
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