A/N: Hey guys I'm sorry for having totally random updates. I write when I get inspiration. And that happens at the weirdest times. I'm typing this up at 1:30 a.m. on a school night. (howthehelldoihavegoodgrades)

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Disclaimer: Do I really have to point out that I do not own Hetalia, nor its characters?
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Oh my heavens. Oh my dear heavens. Today was the first day I was to attend school with Alfred. I wasn't ready at all. I wore a white button up shirt with a simple red tie and a nice pair of dark blue jeans. I wanted to make an appropriate first impression on my professors.

Alfred laughed as I paced back and forth through his living room. "Dude chill out. It's just school." Just school? Did this git know anything about my past life!? Oh wait. He didn't. Crap.

"Alfred, school is important. And... I... Never mind." The taller blonde cocked his head sideways at me, intrigued and confused. He looked adorable with that look on his face.

"Can ya tell me what you were gonna say Artie?" He batted his eyelashes like a young boy trying to get something he wanted. I just couldn't say no to his adorably childish face. He must have had years of practice as a child.

I sighed, preparing myself for the long explanation in front of me. "Alfred, I wasn't always an angel. Before that I had a life. And in that life... Alfred... I... I... I was bullied. The kids hated me. They picked on me and they treated me like dirt." I looked away from Alfred's concerned sky blue eyes, unable to face the innocence behind them.

"Artie, it's going to be ok." Alfred reassured me, and then hesitantly pulled me into an awkward hug. "It's going to be ok because I'm not going to let that happen to you. I'm gonna protect you." He whispered his promises softly into my ear, and I nodded in acceptance trying not to cry.

Alfred would protect me. I understood that. "Thank you." I whispered back to him, and then forced myself to exit his embrace.

"We have to go, school will be starting soon." I explained. Alfred nodded in understandment. He led me out the door and we decided to walk to school. It was a beautiful say out and Alfred lived close to campus.

For the majority of the walk we remained silent, simply waking side by side. That is, until Alfred interrupted the silence with a question.

"Hey Artie, I've got a weird question."

"Well I can't answer if I don't know what the question is."

"Can you tell me who you like? Like... Do I know them?"

I swear I could hear crickets chirping in the background as I stared at him, completely dumbfounded and my face growing pink. "Erm... Well... It's umm..." I stumbled over my words, simply making noise as we awkwardly stood in the middle of the vacant sidewalk, eyes locked.

Alfred simply looked at me expectantly, waiting for an answer. He was being surprisingly patient. Which means I would have to supply him with an answer.

"You do know him." I finally sputtered out, as he raised an eyebrow.

"Ok, who is he?" He asked once again, this time a bit more intensely. He really wanted an answer. And his staring really was not helping me keep my blush under control.

Finally, I came up with a temporary solution. "I'll tell you after school on the walk home. I've got to be on time to class and school's almost started." I started walking briskly towards the school keeping my eyes forward instead of on Alfred.

"Alright dude, but you'd better tell me." He grumbled under his breath, easily keeping pace with my brisk walk.

-Le at the school-

I sat in the back of the classroom listening to Professor Lunt's lecture on creative writing and proper formatting. Nothing new to me. So as I listened I pondered how I was going to answer Alfred's question.

Should I just tell him that I can't tell him? Or should I confess?

He'd be upset if I didn't give him a name. He seemed pretty bent on discovering who it was I fancied. On the other hand if I do confess that it's him I have feelings for he could push me away. I don't know if I could handle that.

Then again I highly doubt Alfred would push me away over something so petty. Maybe he'd be ok with it. And maybe... Just maybe... He could have feelings for me as well?

I really don't think he does, but even angels can dream right? Who knows, maybe I am the luckiest angel ever.

Before I knew it I had taken out another piece of paper besides the class notes I was absentmindedly taking and I had begun to make a pros and cons list for both not telling him, and confessing my true feelings.

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Telling him that I can't tell him:

Pros: There isn't a chance I'll lose him, I won't have to muster up the nerve to confess, and there won't be any awkward situations.
Cons: Alfred will be mad that I didn't tell him, it's technically lying; I'll be taking the easy way out of an awkward situation, and then I may never know if he has feelings for me.

Conclusion: Pros 3 – Cons 4

Confessing my feelings:

Pros: I'll finally get to know if Alfred returns my feelings, I will have finally told him the whole truth of my being back down here on Earth, I'll know without a shadow of a doubt how he feels, and I can finally get this off my chest.
Cons: There's a chance I could lose him forever, and I'm terrified of confessing.

Conclusion: Pros 4 – Cons 2

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I noticed the students around me beginning to pack up so I gathered my few things and followed them out the door, after I thanked Professor Lunt for his lecture.

I only had one lecture for my first day at school, so I decided to visit the library to check out a book with my student ID and to have a nice, quiet place to think about my dilemma.

To confess or not to confess?

I glanced back down at my pros and cons list. Both lists determined that confessing to him was the better route. The only problem with that is how terrified I am of how Alfred will react to my confession.

I do not want to lose him. And that is my biggest weakness. I didn't want to disappoint, or upset the "hero" that had promised to protect me. I really was just being selfish… Trying to keep him all to myself. Well technically I wasn't even doing that. All I'm doing is trying to keep him from having some sort of reason to dislike me.

I sighed aloud, hiding the paper away into my new binder. I only had a small amount of time to continue thinking. Alfred's class should be getting out soon; and I know he's expecting an answer from me.

I'm going to have to confess.

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A/N: Sorry this chapter is a little short. I do have more written… But I think the story flows better this way. It makes more sense basically.

Artie's decided to confess his feelings~! How do you think he's going to do it? How do you think Al's going to react? Do you think Gilbert is going to crudely suggest a threesome after hearing about it? Important questions to think about. *nod nod*

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