Everyone got the name of the song XD But congrats to HomeSickPirate26 for getting it first!
The mistake in the storyline would be the fact that this was said: "Sorry, we don't have any tea… I know it's your favorite and all." And Arthur, despite knowing that Matthew shouldn't be aware of his favorite drink, didn't think nor comment on that. Lol I guess he probably associated that with the fact that most people thought Brits used to love tea? *shrug*
I will probably do another one of those 'Catch the Mistake for a Commission' things again XD they're kinda fun~
Also to Anon: If you can actually bear with me until a bit later in the fic, you'll see how Arthur isn't going to be the 'perfect-defenseless' uke. Half the time in this, he won't even be uke. After all, this is UKUSUK. But if you don't like it that way, you can always stop reading whenever you wish. :]
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"This is your dorm…" Matthew quietly commented as they entered the door Arthur cautiously opened. "You sound amazed about this small little place, after we both nearly lost our lives driving with your crackpot of a brother." The Student Council President barked out.
His words made Matthew sigh, "Yeah… Despite being around him for a couple centuries… You can never get quite used to him…"
Arthur tried his absolute hardest not to comment or look disturbed by the 'centuries' statement. "Is that so?" He rhetorically questioned before opening the door into his room, "Make yourself comfortable I suppose, I'm going to go change." Without another word he entered his bedroom and proceeded to remove his old clothing for more suitable attire.
When he emerged out, he wasn't the least bit surprised to see America facing his brother with a cheerful deposition emitting out of every opening in his body. It was quite nauseating if Arthur had to say. How one could remain so happy and up-beat was too annoying…
Matthew's expression severely clashed with his twins. A look of disbelief clouded his features, "A-alfred! You didn't! Why would you do that?" He exasperated out while America shrugged his shoulders carelessly while looking around the dorm curiously.
"What?" Arthur found himself asking with an arched brow. "After the wreckage, security let me off the hook so long as I pay for the damages… But of course, since Mattie is such a loving brother, I put the charges on him… Including the repairs for my car." America smoothly answered with a short nod, making his way to the couch. He plopped down on it, before sloppily putting his feet on the coffee table in order to get comfortable. Arthur couldn't help but cringe.
"You make it sound like its nothing! You said cost was going to be over three thousand!"
"Liberty is my baby… I can't just leave her with cheap care" America insisted, hands in his pockets. Arthur blankly stared at him, not sure if he should be more troubled and distressed with the fact America named his car or that the tacky car actually needed care that wasn't from some run-down drug dealer in an alley way.
Matthew shook his head vigorously with two fists in front his body while he glared at his brother "Then provide expensive care out of your own pocket! My wallet is constantly getting flat because of you!"
"That's what brothers are for."
"Can you two try not to have a brother's quarrel in my dorm? Take it outside with the rest of you, please." Arthur distastefully said with a scowl, "The last thing I need is blood on my floor… What if I have visitors or something?"
The Canadian sighed before stating his apologizes to the Briton, however, America laughed while questioning who ever willingly would want to visit someone as grumpy as him.
Before Arthur could counter to the insult, the sound of a door being knocked on sounded throughout the small sitting room. All three men blinked and looked at the entrance in mild surprise. Smirking at America, Arthur allowed himself speak, "The doors open!" He yelled towards the door for whomever to enter.
Slowly, the door creaked to open, and in stepped Kiku, his pale skin flushed and his outfit obviously fit for a casual day out, "Arthur-kun, are you ready to go? Mei and the others have already left the school…"
Arthur blinked in confusion in an attempt to wrack his brain to find sense of what his friend was informing him of. He didn't remember making any promises to go anywhere today… Damn it.
Kiku's eyes now gazed at Matthew and America who were both gaping at him in the same amazed manner they had done for Arthur when they met him. Arthur felt a dry smile make its way to his face before he crossed his arms over his chest, "Kiku, meet Matthew and Alfred, Matthew and Alfred, meet—"
"Japan!"
"Holy shit it's really you!"
Arthur found himself wincing while tenderly raising a hand to his ear, he watched as America somehow miraculously leapt from the small sitting couch, soared over the coffee table, and made a beeline towards Kiku at a blinding speed.
"Reincarnation of Japan, huh?" The Student Council president found himself dryly questioning watching the two embrace. America's larger build practically enveloped the shorter man within the hug as he gave off that infamous laugh that Arthur strangely got accustomed too in a short amount of time.
Kiku squirmed, aiming his head past America's shoulders to look the Briton in the eyes, confusion embedded in his own, questioning what was going on.
Flashing his friend a weak smile, Arthur shrugged, "Apparently, they're the physical manifestations of the United States of America and Canada," Scoffing, he let out a short sarcastic laugh, "And that's not all Kiku! They thought I was the reincarnation of the United Kingdom since the old one died when the island sank! Not only that, now have they assumed that you're the reincarnation of Japan! Funny isn't—"
"Rebirth…?"
Arthur's laughter came to a halt as he watched Kiku struggle to get out of America's monster grip, "Yeah! The reincarnation of Japan according to Mattie!" America beamed releasing the other.
Kiku winced in slight pain from the formers hug, "That's… Interesting…" He quietly stated making Arthur's jaw drop.
Was this the Twilight zone?
"You know, if there's more of you, I think we should have the meeting sooner… The other nations will be amazed… This is a huge development." Matthew softly murmured taking a seat and staring at his lap with a fidget. America, literally dropped himself on the couch in between Arthur and Matthew with a huge sigh, casually he stuck his hands behind his head,
"I'm still not fully convinced on this."
"Hush you." The Canadian snapped making his twin stick his tongue out.
Japan blinked, shifting uncomfortably, "Other nations…? You mean—"
"There's a personification for every country out there." Arthur himself wasn't sure if it was a question or a statement, but he leaned over to gaze at the wavy haired man opposite to him for confirmation on his words and was answered with a nod.
"We'll explain it all to you some day I guess." Matthew let loose a small smile, "But for now, do you think you could call some people to meet here? Tomorrow for us to come together and explain—"
"But tomorrow we have school." Arthur automatically stated cutting of the blonde's words.
Matthew's eyes got wide and America snorted, "Who cares? You can miss one day can't you?" He closed one eye behind his glasses and peered over at the Briton, impatience imbedded in his irises. Arthur glared at him,
"I care. No. I refuse to miss one day. Skipping is unruly and will scathe my perfect attendance this year," Folding his arms over his chest tightly, he narrowed his eyes, "I also won't allow you to take out others from learning just to attend some crazy gathering because of some positively insane theory you uphold!"
America gave a short laugh, "Perfect attendance? Pfft. I'm going to go out on a limb and guess you don't have many friends, do you?" A grin was practically shoved down the messy haired teen's throat.
Sputtering and feeling his face warm slightly, Arthur coughed, "I have a perfectly suitable amount of friend's thank you very much! I don't see how that's any of your business though! Now why don't you try sucking in your damn big ego! It's suffocating me you little twat!"
"Haha! Little? I'm taller than you! Maybe that's why my ego seems so big, you're just too small to handle its epicness…"
"Epicness isn't even a word!"
"Yes it is!"
"In what language?"
"American but of course."
"All I did was say something about tomorrow and the whole conversation evolves into this. You're definitely England. Alfred can only go on like that with him…" Matthew let loose a breath while shaking his head, he rose to his feet and took out his cell phone before silently pushing buttons to text.
America snickered, "At least when England and I argued, he actually made fairly good points… This guy's reasoning kinda fails."
"Don't talk about me as though I'm not here!"
Kiku cleared his throat, ceasing America from retorting and stopping another verbal battle. "I'm afraid I also agree with Arthur, skipping school for something so… Sudden, isn't exactly what I want." He sent Arthur a brief nod and Matthew and America an apologetic look.
Matthew frowned more tightly, "I understand… You probably don't even believe us about the rebirth thing too. I don't really blame you since this was so sudden really." Down casting his eyes, the Canadian began mumbling under his breath preventing Arthur from hearing more.
"No, it's not that…" The Japanese teen shifted his gaze anxiously, "It's just…"
"Its common sense that you don't go with strangers that claim you're they're missing friends, right?" America finished out with a slight smirk on his face that puzzled Arthur a bit, shrugging his shoulders, the American sent Kiku a reassuring grin, "It's cool! Japan used to act just like that! I understand completely,"
Tapping his fingers on his thigh, Arthur gaped at him speechless.
He understood and respected Kiku's decision when they hadn't been acquainted for even ten minutes, but he wanted to throw a tantrum the second he had to say something? What was with him?
"Thank you, Alfred-san." The ravenette sent a weak smile toward the infuriating, oblivious young man who was the subject of Arthur's current dark glare.
America beamed with a nod, "No problem dude! But for now, if you and Artie are free, the three of us should totally go out for some lunch or something! I'm starving!" He got to his feet and crossed his arms over his chest proudly,
"Three…? What about me?" Matthew softly questioned though America's obnoxious laugh filled Arthur's ears preventing him from hearing more from the Canadian.
However, Japan shook his head while looking away embarrassed, "I must decline, I am sorry, but I have plans to go out with a few of my friends today. That was the reason I came over here, for Arthur." He looked over at the bright haired blonde who blinked, sending his blank eyes back to America, Kiku continued, "Perhaps another time—"
"Sweet! A few of your friends will tag along with us? It's still nothing!" America walked over to the awkwardly standing Japanese man before easily putting a hand over his shoulder and walking toward the door. Arthur watched with a growing irritation before he sprang to his feet and marched after them.
"We were all actually going to catch a bus." Arthur grumbled out as he caught pace with them as they walked out the dorm, America peered over at him with pursed lips, "The bus? No way! I'll drive you all!"
"Like bloody hell you will! It'd be suicide to trust you behind the wheel of a station wagon! You'll kill everyone with your horrid driving skills!" The sentence swam out his mouth with the utmost consistency that it felt entirely natural.
Kiku ignored his friends outburst and curiously looked up at America, "How many can fit in your car?" When America gave him a thumbs up, grin, and pleasantly said five including the driver, Arthur couldn't help but face palm.
"In all, there are about six of us. Seven if we count you." Arthur blankly retorted, "We aren't going to get a ticket because of you."
America wasn't discouraged though, "We'll figure this out! Just trust the hero, guys!"
Arthur wanted to smack him, but resisting the urge, he followed after him silently apologizing to Kiku for dragging him into this. However, something in the back of his head continuously kept badgering him for forgetting something as he left the dorms halls and made it to the parking lot. He just couldn't quite remember…
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"I'm never trusting that Yank again." Arthur complained out as he and Kiku hopped off their bus at the proper stop. His friend shook his head silently before clearing his throat, "He meant well I'm sure."
"The git forgot he broke down his bloody car by crashing into the school gate like an idiot! Then he has the nerve to blame me for it, then he tells us to go ride the bus! How does that have any implication of well-meaning?"
"Alfred-san seems like a different kind of person…"
"Different? Got that right…."
Kiku chuckled quietly while remembering the banter both of the two blondes shared earlier as he and Arthur began walking; it was no surprise to him that his friend would get so warped in with someone like that. Arthur had always been… Different.
"Hey! You're both late!" Both boys couldn't help but jump slightly at the feminine accusation filled tone of voice aimed their way. Light brown eyes glared at both of them along with a pointed finger, "Which is weird! You two are usually early!"
A brown haired late-teenage girl leaned against a pole, her cheeks puffed up in aggravation while she fanned herself, "Today was hot and you just picked the wrong day to come be 'fashionable'." She dryly stated, one stray piece of curly hair fluttering about her eyes with each word she drawled out.
Behind her, sitting on the display rocks outside the building sat two other males. One tanned with slicked back dark brown hair and two dancing ahoges, the other contrasting wildly, being paler skinned with platinum blonde hair, more messy and wild then Arthur's own locks. Both were seemingly oblivious to their arrival and continued playing what looked to be a highly exciting game of Rock-Paper-Scissors, and it looked like Simon—the blonde— was losing rather miserably.
Arthur grimaced, his feet approaching the hot-toned mahogany brunette, "Then why hell didn't you go inside instead of waiting out here to yell at us?" He snapped with equal irritation.
"We're both sorry for the wait Mei," Kiku sighed despite Arthur's curt words. Mei nodded simply without another word, sending Arthur a rather wary glance.
"Haha! You lose again!" Arthur heard Bruce chuckle out before he used his opened hand to cover Simon's fist. Simon growled, "What the fuck is that anyways! In what world does paper beat rock? Stupid game…" He mumbled withdrawing his hand into his pockets and sauntering over to the trio.
"Hey Kiku!" The Danish accented blonde perked up immediately seeing the shorter teen, "And a big cheery motherfucking hello to you too Eyebrow King! How has your day been going so far?" He obliviously grinned at the two making Arthur sigh heavily, while flipping his friend off. "It was horrible and seeing you made it worse."
Bruce approached as well, "G'Day mates," The Aussie smiled cheerfully at the two, Kiku nodded and said a quiet greeting back, however Arthur ignored him all entirely, looking around at the current small group.
"Where's Teitr?" Arthur found himself questioning when he noticed the lack of silver hair within the group, his eyes instinctively traveled to Simon, whom was usually around the younger boy, harassing or teasing him in some way, shape or form.
"The heat was too much for him and he got sick so he went to his Mor. Pfft. He's such a baby, I swear." Simon chuckled fondly at the memory, Mei shook her head in disdain, "You two are the weirdest I swear! You both get ill when it's hot and you're comfortable in the cold."
Simon shrugged, "I'm awesome like that."
"Shut up." Was Arthur's immediate retort.
"Sorry for being late guys!" Chelsey's voice exclaimed as she ran up, panting heavily, "I accidently got off at the wrong stop and—"
Mei laughed wholeheartedly while waving one small delicate hand the Seychellois' way, "No worries Chells~ We were planning on waiting for you anyways!"
"We were—? Ooaf!" Simon doubled over while clutching his stomach that was promptly wacked by Bruce and Arthur in perfect unison, "I mean of course we were…" He rasped out weakly.
Chelsey stuck her tongue out at him before facing Mei to excitedly talk mindless gravel which Arthur ignored. Bruce and Simon walked behind the two girls, leaving him and Kiku following in the back.
Slipping his hands in his shallow pockets, Arthur felt his eyebrows crease in confusion at the foreign paper in it. Clutching it loosely, he brought it to his face and felt a scowl slowly take over.
"Arthur… Before you go… Can you do me a huge favor?"
"What is it?"
"Not for me. But for Mattie. If any of your friends, are from any former islands… Try and get them to gather at the World Meeting building for tomorrow!"
"W-what? Didn't I already say we weren't skipping school for this nonsense?"
"Yeah, but you'll come to know when things concern certain topics… I'm kinda forceful…"
"Wait! What are you doing?"
"Being forceful! Now hold still!"
"D-don't touch there you bloody pervert!"
"Stop squirming! Let me put it in!"
"Get it out right now!"
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Take. It. Out. Now."
"Chill out! Fine! Let me just pull it out…"
"You're disgusting. Pull it out quickly before I punch your face in. Bloody fucking pervert…"
"Hahaha! It was just a joke! Here, take it."
And Arthur couldn't help but hiss as he snatched the piece of paper America shoved down his back pants pocket.
"Hey, Kiku…" Arthur found himself voicing, stepping through the mall doors with his hands behind his head, Kiku halted a step to peer at him in interest, "Do you really believe in this reincarnation thing?"
The response back was hesitant but smooth, "Do you?"
Coolly, without sparing his friend another glance, Arthur kept his stride, "I guess I do…" He didn't know if the answer was to himself or to Kiku… But there was no turning back now, was there?
The image of America invaded his thoughts and for that, Arthur couldn't help but wonder as Chelsey and Mei dragged Bruce and Simon into a clothing store, forcing Kiku and himself to trail, what kind of person his supposed past self had been.
Slowly, he allowed his hand to release the paper within his hand, the paper that contained a series of numbers.
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I need more angst in this… Things will get darker soon ;]
Questions you may have: Why is Denmark/Simon one of the sunken islands? Greenland, which is Danish territory, is larger than the mainland.
Who is Teitr? Lol it's kind of obvious. But you know… XD Thanks to kit572 for helping me with the names! :]