Here we are Chapter four, hope you enjoy!
((Disclaimer: I do not own any Hetalia Characters))
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Unruly beams of sunlight peeked through the velvet red curtains of the twins' room; the eldest twin was the first to wake. Mathieu rose out of his bed and turned to the alarm on his dresser. The red numbers winked: seven-ten. He paused and blinked looking back at the clock, if it was a Wednesday and it was seven-ten, school started in twenty minutes. His violet eyes bulged and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Shit! Alfred, get up! We're going to be late for school!" Matt yelled at the younger American, who just grumbled, processing what his brother just said. Then it clicked. If he didn't get to school that meant his parents banning him from McDonalds' for a month!
"Crap! Mattie! Why didn't you wake me up sooner?" Alfred said, getting dressed. The elder twin blushed and glared at his brother,
"It's not my fault I stayed up studying for today's pop quiz!"
At those words Alfred froze and turned to his twin, giving him a confused look. Matthieu stared right back, just as confused. Why did I study yesterday?He thought, shaking his head. Something weird was happening and Matt had a feeling it had to do with Arthur.
"Um, bro, how did you know there is going to be a pop quiz today?" Alfred asked, Matt tensed under the younger's gaze.
Matthieu didn't know how he knew, he just did, but that wouldn't be helpful in figuring out what was happening, the elder sighed,
"I-I don't know..."
Alfred just nodded and buttoned up the rest of his shirt, leaving the room lost in his own thoughts.
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Alfred was freaking out, he was holding it in but he was scared as hell! He kept seeing ghosts everywhere and they kept asking him for help and to bless their souls, Alfred felt overwhelmed.
He walked down the halls of the school, looking side to side frantically; most people were starting to worry about the schools ball of sunshine and were asking him what was wrong. The boy would jump and nervously laugh, walking away as he did so, the gossip soon found its way to Francis who was more than happy about the news. Now, Francis wasn't as stupid as he seemed, he knew when something didn't feel right and when something was up. He felt some kind of spiritual power leaking from the American twins as they came to school, both of them looking confused and shocked, or something of the like.
As soon as the bell for lunch rang the French Demon rushed to find the Demon Prince. He found the Brit seducing his science teacher.
"Thank Satan that all the other students are out of the room," Francis whispered to himself as he watched. Arthur leaned over the desk and gave the teacher a sexy smirk, his teacher blushed and tried to say something but was stopped by the Brit put a finger to his lips and shushed him.
"You see Mr. Bligh, if my grade doesn't rise, I will tell all the staff that you tried to rape me," Arthur smiled slyly, Mr. Bligh's eyes widened as Arthur straddled his lap.
"And if they hear that then you'll be fired and charged with sexual assault," He chuckled, the teacher was tightly holding onto his chair. In Bligh's eyes Arthur looked so seductive and fuck-able; he didn't know if he could control himself. Then Arthur bucked his groin against the teachers making the man underneath him moan, the Demon then grabbed the man's chin and brought it to directly face him.
"Now, you will raise my grade to a high B, understand?" He paused, smirking licentiously, "And maybe I'll let you have sex with me," He whispered into the teacher's ear. At that moment Francis swore his nose was starting to drip blood. Arthur was the son of a Devil and a succubus, which created a sweet Devil; they had the power of seduction as well as strong magical abilities. Arthur, one of the princes of the underworld, was successfully seducing his teacher and using a bit of magic to make the man hotter with want and need for him.
"Mon Dieu, where is my camera?" the French teen whined to himself, though not so loudly that the Brit would hear him. Shrugging, he turned and left.
Mr. Bligh nodded hurriedly to Arthur and tried to thrust upward but was held back by the Brit. Arthur smirk all knowingly and climbed off his science teacher. He left the room with his things, knowing Francis was there the whole time, knowing he was being watched. When he came out the room and walked down the hall he spotted Francis, smirking and leaning against Arthur's locker.
"Frog, off my locker," He ordered, which the French teen did move but still smirked his perverted smirk.
"Ohonhonhon, Mon cher Arthur, you getting laid tonight?" Francis said.
"Wha-No you fucking idiot, there is no way I'd sleep with a thirty-seven year old man who lives with his sister," Arthur seethed. Just from that dry hump he could tell you everything about his science teacher, even his dirty little secrets."Maybe I'd give him a blow job…"
The Brit slammed his locker closed and started to walk to the outside cafeteria, followed by his French servant, who kept blabbing about sex and maid outfits. As Arthur chose a spot to sit for lunch he didn't notice Alfred running up to him until he was caught up in a hug that was not so much an embrace as a tackle.
"Artie!" Alfred said happily, even though he looked like he'd been through hell and came out alive.
"A-Alfred! Bloody wanker, get off me!" Arthur exclaimed, blushing a dark shade of red. The Brit wasn't used to loving affection, even if it was from a friend, he would freak out.
Alfred chuckled," Nice to see you too."
Before Arthur even had a chance to say anything, the American let him go and looked around cautiously, all three blondes saw the ghost of a young man come towards them. Alfred squeaked and the two Demon s looked over at the American, then back at the ghost which was floating in his direction.
"Um, Arthur...and, er...Francis, I-I have to go. S-see ya!" He stuttered and took off running into the school.
The apparition soon stopped and sighed, but froze with fear was he turned to see a Demon and a Devil watch him closely. Arthur was the first to speak.
"Who are you and why are you after Al?" he asked, the ghost came up to the two evil beings.
"M-my name is R-Ravis Galante a-and I w-was going to a-ask if Al c-could send me t-to Heaven..." The teen stuttered, at those words both under-worldly beings froze in shock.
"W-what do you mean? Send you to Heaven?" Francis asked. The ghost looked at him confusedly.
"You don't know?" he questioned.
"Know what?" the Brit said, wanting more information.
"Um, I-I can't directly tell you but I can give you a hint," Ravis said, the two some looked at each other and nodded to the ghost. The small ghostly teen didn't know why he was telling them this but the green eyed Devil seemed concerned for the blonde eyed teen, Alfred.
"Alfred is seen by holy eyes as a spiritual being who has fallen victim to h-human sins, this boy only contains half of those s-sins which makes him pure hearted but a-also chained down by vices such as greed and lust. He was blinded by pure ignorance until the Devils came to play, revealing a world unknown to him and his twin." And with that Ravis disappeared, leaving two, very confused, teens in his wake.
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When school finally ended, Alfred was more than happy to get out but then he remembered he had to stay after school for tutorials. He groaned and went to the library; he smiled as he was greeted by his best friends, Kiku Honda and Toris Lorinaitis.
The two people waved to the American, who jogged to the table were the Lithuanian and Japanese teens sat.
"Hey, you guys!" Alfred beamed.
"Hello, Alfred-san," Kiku said formally.
"Hi, Alfred," Toris smiled back.
The blonde put his stuff on the floor and sat across from the other two.
"So ya'll ready to help me today?" Alfred laughed, the other two joined in quiet chuckle and nodded, pulling out their literature books. The Three of them studied, talked, watched nico douga and ended up realizing that they needed to go back to studying.
Kiku said they need to study science, which Toris agreed and asked Alfred to tutor them, since he was making straight A's in that class.
"You guys really don't get Physics? It's, like, super easy thought, like Math!" The American said.
"Alfred-san, you may be a year younger than us but you have a more scientific mind, Toris-san and I don't understand it as easily as you," Kiku explained, Alfred nodded and reached in his bag for his books but found nothing.
"Oh, Crap! Hey guys I'll be right back, I left my books in Mr. Bligh's room!" he yelled and ran out the library.
It didn't talk long to go up stairs and make two sharp turns to the science wing of the school. Alfred practically skipped going down the halls until he heard a loud moan and laboured breathing, he instantly froze. The American turned his head towards the moans, Mr. Bligh's room, what the hell was he doing? Slowly and quietly as he could, Alfred came to the door and peeked through, he immediately regretted it.
Arthur.
Why was he there and why was his head between Bligh's legs? Alfred finally realized what was happening as Arthur raised his head, showing his lips around their science teachers cock. Arthur's tongue slowly went from the base of the shaft to the tip, and sucked on it while Bligh moaned loudly. That beautiful pink tongue vanished as the Brit started deep-throating, bobbing his head and humming as he did so. Alfred couldn't take it anymore and ran back to the library, grabbing his things. He ignored his friends' questions and left, Gods he needed a cold shower, now.
Running home, he couldn't stop thinking about Arthur and that tongue of his, that wet, pink, muscle. He groaned and dashed into his house as soon as he got there; looking around and found a note.
Alfred, Mattie
Your father and I are grocery shopping, again. So we might be home around evening, You know how picky your father is.
See you two when we get home.
Love Mom and Father
After reading that he took the opportunity to take that cold shower of his. "Shit," Alfred moaned. He couldn't stop thinking about Arthur and the things he'd seen him doing to his Teacher except that he replaced Bligh with himself.
"Shower now!" he said to himself and dashed up the stairs, throwing his things in his room, going to the restroom.
Impatient as he was, Alfred shed all his clothes in the matter of seconds and turned the knob in the shower slightly. Cold water sprayed immediately, the blonde quickly stepped in and closed the shower door, letting the water hit him for a few seconds. He envisioned Arthur and himself in this room, with Arthur beneath him, moaning as Alfred sucked on a nipple harshly. The Brit looked up at him with hazy, lust filled eyes and begged him to stop teasing, which Alfred didn't.
The blonde moaned, leaning against the shower wall, stroking himself roughly, the cold water not having any effect.
"Alfred, make love to me," Arthur said tenderly, holding his face, stroking his cheeks.
Vigorously pumping his erection, Alfred thrust to meet his strokes and cried out, pumping harder.
Arthur spread his legs apart showing his straining, red cock hard and leaking pre-cum, making Alfred swallow thickly.
"I'm all yours, love" the Brit said softly, palming Alfred's erection.
The American felt his stomach start to coil, he needed release.
"Alfred!" Arthur moaned.
"Nggg...Arthur!" Alfred cried out, spilling his seed on the shower floor.
Alfred slide down the shower wall into a sitting position, catching his breath as he panted harshly. Finally breathing normally he turned the water off and grabbed a towel, walking out going into his room. He put on his pyjamas and went down stairs for dinner, which he'd have to make, again. Pancakes seemed good, again.
He sighed, "I'm not gonna be able to look Arthur straight in the face anymore,"
The scene played in his mind; he cringed and shivered, why the hell was Arthur giving Mr. Bligh a blowjob? Maybe to raise his grades?Alfred thought bitterly and scowled at the bowl of pancake mix in his arms. All thoughts were interrupted as the door bell rang; Alfred put down the bowl and made his way to the door. As soon as he opened the door a metal pipe came towards his head, immediately grabbing a frying pan off the wall (His mom kept a pan next to the door for safety reasons) it collided with the pipe. Alfred glared at the evil smiling face in front of him, growling he pushed Ivan away from him. Yep, that's right; the fucking Russian stalker was at his door with a intent of fighting him, once again.
"Ivan! What the hell are you doing here? Shit! How do you know where I live you fucking commie bastard?" he growled and narrowed his eyes, intent to kill clear.
The Russian only chuckled. "I'm here to make you mine подсолнечник,"
" I am not yours, ya bastard, get over me already! We broke up two fucking years ago!" Alfred seethed out, Ivan smiled flattened.
"You are mine, remember," Ivan said flatly, the American sneered.
"I was never yours, Вы уродливый сын суки!" Alfred yelled. Ivan snapped and ran towards Alfred with his pipe, swinging it at him. The American dodged and tried to jab the Russian in the chest, but failed, only missing by a few inches. Ivan smirked and punched Alfred in the gut, the American clutched his shirt but hit the Russians shins with his pan. Both were on the ground only a few feet away from each other and glaring daggers, growling lowly in their chests as they did so.
The American turned and looked around to make sure that there were no witnesses then stood up with his frying pan in a baseball bat position, not noticing the Russians coming up on him fast. He 'eeped' and was grasped and kissed roughly.
Unfortunately, that's when Arthur and Matthieu walked into the front yard, their eyes wide as Alfred crashed his pan against Ivan's head knocking him out. He pushed the Russian off of himself and sighed with relief, looking at the unconscious body. A cough brought his attention to the two who just watched. He flushed red and dropped the pan.
"Er...Hi.." Alfred chuckled nervously.
Matthieu lost his cool, "What the hell?"
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Translations:
подсолнечник : Sunflower (Ivan to Alfred)
Вы уродливый сын суки : you ugly son of a bitch (Alfred in reply to Ivan)
Ah, chapter four I hope you liked it, I was typing for like three hours trying to think of something for this.
Music helped me, especially "Don't mess with me" by Temposhark
This was all thanks to my awesome beta RutheLa! Thank you!
Ah, I'm tired now, you can go away... *sleeps*
Remember Reviews are love! 3
~Mintbunny07