A/N: These chapters are getting harder and harder to write as I go on. I want this to be a longer fanfic that Her Dark Prince. Which is 15 chapters…This is going to be a long few weeks. Some chapters will be a bit short or won't be as good. They might even be a bit all over the place. But please bear with me. It will get better…I hope. And it takes me at least 2 ½ hours to write each chapter, so the most I can put on a school day would be 3 and the most on a weekday would be more than that. xD and I am kind of trying to kill a bunch of words so it would take less time to type the chapter and so you can get it sooner and so it won't suck bullocks as much.
"Arthur…I would like to see you after class."
"Of course Miss Héderváry" Arthur gives his teacher a curt nod and continued writing down the notes on the board until the bell rang for the end of the day. Arthur packed up his stuff and headed up to his teachers' desks. "You wanted to see me Miss Héderváry?"
The English Lit. teacher looks up at her student and nods her head. "Yes, I would like to speak to you about your behavior."
"I'm sorry? My behavior isn't bad. It's Gilbert and those Football morons who have the problems. And they mostly revolve around the fact that I'm gay."
She lets out a sigh and looks down at the desk, "I am aware of the situation with them Mr. Kirkland. What I wanted to say was, leave them alone. Don't flaunt your homosexuality out for everyone to see and just be quiet."
He was completely shocked at what he was hearing. "I beg your pardon? I don't flaunt my sexuality to anyone. They ask and I tell them. It's not my bloody fault they can't keep their mouths shut! It's not my fault that they're just a bunch of yellow bellied bastards who seem to all be homophobic! It's not like I have any friends! I do keep quiet, I do mind my own business, and I sure as hell do not flaunt my sexuality to everyone! Now, if you excuse me Miss Héderváry, I will be leaving now." Arthur turns his back to his teacher and makes his way towards the door.
"Y-You have detention for a week A-Arthur!" The stuttering in her voice made it obvious that Arthur had won the argument.
"Hey Kirkland! Just vhat did you think you vere doing yelling at my girl- Miss Héderváry?" Gilbert grabs the Brit by the collar and holds him up against the lockers.
"I don't know what you are talking about Gilbert. But what I do know is that I must be getting home, so if you'll excuse me." He tries to pull of Gil's hand and walk away but is only slammed up against the lockers once again.
"Give me eins reason on vhy I shouldn't break your face right here?"
As Arthur opens his mouth to speak, he hears a voice from the other end of the hallway. "Hey Gil! Hurry up to the bus! Leave the fag alone, we have practice in an hour anyways!"
Gilbert mutters under his breath and drops the Brit, "you're lucky Kirkland. You are very lucky Jones came vhen he did. But you von't be so lucky next time. Vatch out faggot." He pushes Arthur into the lockers and walks away.
Damn bastard. He sure is a loony. He lets out a sigh of relief. Thank god Alfred saved me. I would have either have gotten a good kicking or would have had to batter Gilbert.
Arthur picks up his bag off the ground and heads out the back way of the school the beginning of the woods. He has been taking this route every day for the past week. When he first got to the apartment he manually took his cast off and has been walking on it every day from then.
When Arthur gets back to the door of his flat, he feels a sharp pain shoot up his arm and into his chest. "Ung!" He clutches his shirt tightly and pulls out his phone, dialing 9-1-1 call.
"Hello, 9-1-1, what's your emergency?"
"I'm having extreme pains in my chest and arm. C-Could you send an ambulance here q-quickly? I don't think I can hold on much longer."
"Okay sir, just stay calm. Where are you at right now?"
"I…I'm at 207 Chelsea St. third floor, apartment 11B."
"An ambulance will be there shortly. Just try to stay conscious sir."
"I can try." Click Arthur hangs up on the operator and falls to his knees. They better be here bloody soon. With this thought, he falls unconscious.
A/N: I stayed up late to write this chapter just for you guys. There will only be one chapter tomorrow and then no more until Sunday. Also, yea I know Hungary is OOC in this, but that's the way I wanted it. Most of the characters will be OOC. I think Alfred and Arthur are too, I'm not sure. No one has said anything; I just wanted to point that out. You know, sometimes I wonder why people go "omg I love your story/fic" Actually, I am terrible at explaining things and situations, but I love writing, so it gets really difficult. I also don't really enjoy writing in 1st person or any other way, other than 3rd person. It's how I like to write, it get difficult though. Sooo, night dudes. Read & Review dudes. Tschus!