Hey everyone it's been forever since my last update I'm so sorry, life as you know is very busy. Anyway I have not quit on this story on the contrary I know exactly how it's going to flow and end, just need to find time to write it out. orz So I hope you like this chapter and I'll try not to take too long on uploading the next chapter but leave a review and it'll persuade me to do it faster. And those who have left a review thus far thank you guys, you're all awesome. 3

Arthur scowled. "Is this really necessary right now? I mean you don't exactly have a free period like m-"

"Yes Arthur it is important, you can't just avoid this like it never happened. I confessed to you, at least give me a reason, an explanation and perhaps a chance? Besides class can wait I find this more important than whatever I won't learn in Philosophy."

"D-don't talk so easily about professing your love to me so easily i-its…!" Arthur fumed looking away from France trying to fight off the blush that was forming on his face.

"Does it disgust you?" France stated.

"That's not it! I mean it's just...ugh! Dammit, fine we can talk about it, but can we speak elsewhere. I don't exactly feel comfortable speaking about these things where other people might over hear."

Arthur knew better than to expect privacy in this Academy whether it is prestigious or not. Some people don't exactly care much to mind their own business he'd actually been a few altercations with certain people before. After that time in the locker room he had learned his lesson, oh yes he had.

France smiled. "Of course mon cher we can go talk about it at the cafe a few blocks from here, perhaps like a date after school?"

"Don't push it frog, but now that you got what you want head off to class and leave me be."

"Haha, well it's worth a try, non?" France laughed putting his hands up in defeat and going to the door.

"Well I'll meet you at the gates later then? I'll need to go get some of my things from my locker though so don't go off leaving because I know where your dorm is." France said with a smirk.

"I won't go anywhere! I'll meet you there." Arthur sneered as France opened and shut the door.

Arthur just stood there looking at the brown wood door with one thing in his mind:

"Alfred…"

"Hey France, what's up man?"

"Hmm?" France turned around from his locker where he was getting his books for class.

"Ah! Why Gilbert my dearest friend what on earth are you doing here, shouldn't you be in class?"

"Well actually I just came from the teachers' lounge room. The awesome me just planted several of those nasty smelling fart bombs in there, once the teachers go to have a nice little break they'll run out like there really was a bomb. Kesesese~"

"I guess dating Matthew has not changed you entirely then, it's still odd to think you guys are together. No offense of course."

"Nah, none taken everyone was surprised when we started going out, I mean it's kinda odd to see a delinquent like me going out with such an innocent guy. I didn't really think it was going to last more than a week myself but funny how things work out. Haha.

I mean he doesn't really care about what I've done and he's really supportive and caring something I'm only used to from west. Kinda makes me want to change, well sort off 'cause I'm not sure I could every entirely let my old self go I mean pulling pranks on other people is just to awesome. Keseses...ahh…I really do think I'm starting to fall a bit deep here." Gilbert said scratching the back of his head bashfully.

"Well whether others might disagree with your relationship I can tell that you're a lot happier and that's wonderful to see my friend. Plus I don't see Matthew complaining but rather much happier himself." France smiled.

I also wish to have something similar like yours someday soon. France thought to himself wistfully.

"I'll agree with you on that Matthew just fills up that void I never knew I had y'know? It's weird to think he's related to that annoying American. Actually he just threatened me today about doing indecent things with his brother." Gilbert rolled his eyes.

"Ah, yes he can be threatening in many different levels actually." France said bitterly.

"Eh, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing at all but I got to get going Arthur will get mad if I actually miss class even when he agreed to go out later with me. He said as he shut the locker door and tightened his scarf around his neck.

"Bushy brows and you are going out later? Omg man don't tell me you're a finally a couple!"

"Non, well at least not yet I hope to win him over but it seems I got competition."

Gilbert raised a brow. "There's actually someone else after that stuffy bitter guy, well I guess there really is someone for everyone."

"And who's that?" Gilbert asked curiously.

"I won't disclose that, I don't think it's right to say someone's feelings out loud especially if they don't have the courage to say them themselves."

"Well whoever it is can't possibly be much competition, right? I mean you have leverage with knowing him as long as you have and with all the teasing and arguing you do with him shows that you might as well be married. Haha. But best of luck though. "Gilbert said as he patted France's back and walked away to his own class.

"I thought so too but it seems I got an uphill battle ahead of me."

Alfred had ran as far as his feet could take him but with the sudden added weight of his heart he only got as far as the school garden which was covered with a cloak of snow as he let himself collapse.

The image as clear as it was a few moments ago, France's hands on either side of the wall with a blushing Arthur in the middle with their lips intertwined intimately kissing each other.

"Arthur and France? How long…how long has that been going on and I've not known!" Alfred yelled slamming his fist to the snow covered ground.

What angered him even further was that smug expression France had on his face, as if he knowingly knew what Alfred was feeling, but that would be impossible he had never spoken to anyone about his feelings over Arthur, much less to France.

"Unless…unless France knew I liked Arthur…?"

And that's when it hit Alfred, it all made sense. That would explain those glances France would occasionally shoot Alfred when he was with Arthur. How France would sometimes get in the way of their plans of hanging out. To why France suddenly would be an asshole to him when he had obviously done nothing wrong.

"But why would France care if Arthur and him were already a couple? Besides that why wouldn't they make it official I mean obviously no one knows they're together…?"

"…Unless if they aren't a couple, that's got to be it!" Alfred happily yelled out.

"I still got a chance; I still got a chance to win Arthur over. No way in hell I'm letting France win something that I feel is rightfully meant to be mine."

Alfred stood up grabbing his bag from the floor and clenching the shoulder strap tightly. He had felt angry, heartbroken, and bitter, but now he was filled with a sense of resolve and the upmost amount of hope.

"Now the first thing I need to do is make up with Arthur over there argument the other day." He muttered to himself as he took off running towards the building where Arthur's office was at.

I accept your challenge France; let's just see who wins this war of love.

Things might heat up now, a war of love? Please review!