It took a considerable amount of time, but at last, Arthur managed to calm down. It seemed like everything from the start of the morning was trying to make him angry.
First of all, he had awoken from another one of those dreams early in the morning. This time, very clearly, Kiku and America had made appearances in it. He remembered it much more than the other two dreams he experienced. In the dream, he and America had referred to Kiku as Japan, and they were both arguing. Arthur could have laughed at how ridiculous the argument had been.
Ice cream.
Who the hell fights over ice cream?
In the dream he had been mocked by America, he took the bait and eventually the topic shifted from vanilla and sprinkles to how Global Warming was the fault of all people who didn't keep their pennies to use. It had been amusing to say the least, especially with the way America had looked at him. Not with hate or anger… But something with a special light in it…
When he got out the dream realm, he had been curious and went to question the American on the significance on them… However, America dismissed him before he had a chance to even begin to ask anything from beneath his precious Freedom.
Arthur had looked at him in disbelief while the nation continued working on his vehicle while humming tunelessly, not soon before telling him off like a child to go watch TV if he was bored. In irritation, the Briton boy began to explain himself anyways. America immediately dropped what he had been doing and listened intently to the dreams Arthur vaguely managed to describe.
Spain…
The man he had impaled had been that European country.
Just when Arthur thought he and America were finding a neutral standing ground, America decided to screw it up by claiming Arthur was probably just having weird dreams and everything was a coincidence. Despite the fact a huge grin that symbolized he was joking around was evident on his face, Arthur still felt the need to wack the other over the head.
That action led to a chain reaction. America's shocked expression turned into irritation, he shoved Arthur into a wall, Arthur retaliated and shoved him back, and before he even knew what was happening, the two were tumbling out the garage throwing various items at one another while shouting taunts and curses.
"Excuse the mess guys! Stuff happens and yeah…"
With one hand, Arthur, Mei, and Kiku watched in amazement as America fixed the sofa upright with ease, "Strong…" Mei breathed out walking over to sit. Kiku followed after her silently; however Arthur stood with crossed arms and watched America continue setting the furniture to their rightful places.
"So guys! Arthur tells me you're from Asia?" He smiled brightly before sitting in the seat parallel to them, both teens nodded.
"Yup! Well, I'm American-born, but my parents came from Taiwan." She explained cheerfully, Kiku didn't say anything, and the three males in the room already knew the reason why. Calmly, Arthur leaned on the couch-arm that America sat in with blank eyes, "Do you know when the others are arriving?"
Shaking his head gravely, Kiku's expression down casted, "I am unaware… Sorry. I take it we shall wait for them before we go?"
"Go? Go where?" The auburn female blinked her eyes in confusion but Kiku put a hand on her leg reassuringly. Arthur sighed while bringing his gaze to America… Who had apparently been staring at him.
In shock Arthur jumped back a bit, "What the bloody hell are you staring at?" He sputtered out with a glare and a blush of embarrassment creeping its way to his cheeks much to his displeasure. Sapphire eyes wistfully turned away, and the vulnerable expression he had witnessed not too long ago appeared once again on the nation's face, "Nothing… Don't worry about it." America mumbled out.
"Last I checked, I am Arthur. Not this 'Nothing' wanker you seem to have me confused with." The teen hissed out under his breath while giving the sunny blonde a sideways stare,
The chiming of the door bell rung throughout the house startling the silence held over the group.
Everyone looked at America expectantly, and when he showed no sign of getting up anytime soon, Arthur rolled his eyes before getting up, "I'll get it." He snapped in irritation. "Even though it isn't my house or anything."
To his surprise, Francis and Matthew waited outside. Both wavy haired men seemed pleased to see him answering the door. "Hello Arthur." The more timid of the two shyly greeted, holding that polar bear within his grip.
Francis smirked, "Oui, salut to you Arthur. How might I ask how your morning has been?" The Frenchman inquired delightfully, earning him a narrowed eyed leer from the blonde in question, "Shut up, frog. I should have known my dislike for you stemmed from the fact that you are not only French, but you represent the whole bleeding country."
"Mmhm, a country with rich culture and tastes that is only exerted and evidence through me, simple children like yourself could never even begin to understand." Fanning himself dramatically, he pushed pashed the sputtering teen and into the house, Matthew following behind him already looking tired.
"Where would our dear Amérique be at the moment? As well as my precious Seychelles?"
With crossed arms, Arthur shut the door, "America's in the living room. Only Ki— Japan and Taiwan are here so far. The others should be here soon. School starts pretty soon so they should have left pretty early."
France nodded before walking towards the living room, "It will be great seeing that Taiwan girl… I wonder how she looks…" A devious smile and disturbing aura soon enveloped the room, centering and radiating off of the French blonde before he crept into the next area of the manor.
Matthew and Arthur anxiously watched him leave, Arthur prepared to follow, but Matthew coughed, ultimately catching his attention.
"Hey, how come you guys didn't all come at once…? I mean, I understand if you couldn't, but wouldn't it have been a good idea to just get everybody to catch the bus here together?" The bespectacled boy questioned curiously.
Arthur blinked, "What do you mean? I slept over here last night… I couldn't have controlled when they all decided to come…"
His words caused Matthew's mouth to form an 'o' and his violet eyes grew wide, "You… Slept over here? Really? Why?" He asked in surprise that kind of startled the sandy blonde's heart. Rubbing the back of his head he watched the Canadian uneasily, "Why do you sound so shocked about this? You were the one that told America you wanted me over here."
Matthew now looked at Arthur in bemusement, "I… I never said anything like that to Alfred."
"He told me that you said it was best for me to sleep over here for the night… He came over to my dorm and picked me up! You sure?"
"I'm sorry, but I never told him anything like that…"
Arthur could only stay silent in a whirl of confusion. America lied? But why? That made no sense… Why would he…? What sense would it make to lie about something like that? What would be the point? As far as it looked, the American would prefer to have Arthur out of his life. Unless Arthur was overlooking something.
Nodding, Arthur attempted to give the Canadian a smile, "I see… Oh, and Matthew, I also have to tell you, I've been having dreams the past few nights. I've told America about them already and he informed me that they were about the past."
Matthew hugged Kumajiro closer to his chin with a pleasant beam on his face, "Wow! That's great news! Are the dreams basically giving you your memories as England back?"
A frown graced the teen's features, "N-No… Actually, it's as though I'm reliving everything for the first time. Afterwards, I have difficulty remembering much of the details as well."
"O-oh… I get it."
Knocking simultaneously occurred that moment along with the ringing of the doorbell. Both teens looked towards the door expectantly, "Mathieu! Come here for a moment will you?"
Matthew sighed before walking towards the living room with a longing expression on his face that Arthur chuckled at. Walking to the door, he opened the entrance to the mansion with an amused expression planted on his face.
Chelsey, Simon, and Bruce all excitedly stood at the door. The Danish boy pushed his way past the sputtering Briton obliviously while whistling at the structure of the building they were within, "Fuckin awesome Kirkland! Never thought you'd live in such great place!"
Dusting off his shoulder in irritation, Arthur glared at him, "This isn't my house, git. It's my friend's."
Obviously not listening, Simon continued marveling at the pictures and settings of the place in awe. Bruce laughed, "I can't wait to meet this bloke, he must be pretty well packed in his wallet to have this place."
Chelsey smoothed out the bottom of her simple blue dress anxiously, a worried expression on her face, "I-I really hope I'm dressed properly! I didn't think it'd be something fancy so I only wore my dress and sandals! I'm under-dressed aren't I? Oh no, no, no…" Sulking, she dropped her head and Arthur couldn't help but snort at her mistake.
He himself had managed to borrow some extra clothes America had. They were the only things that fit him, but he at least seemed properly presentable to attend a meeting for the World.
"Kiku and Mei are already here, come on… You'll meet my friend's and we have some things to tell you guys about, alright?" Arthur coolly turned around and beck
"F-Francis! A-a-ahhh!"
"Kyaa!"
"Fuck guys! Not on my coffee table! I put coffee of that!"
Mumbling and the sound of Francis' oddly stereotypical laugh filled the air and Arthur found himself mentally and physically cringing right before he entered the living room.
Matthew leaned on top the coffee table with Francis on top of him—both his hands seemed to have disappeared in-between his front and the Canadian's back side, Arthur sadly noted—, America glaring down at both of them in annoyance, and Kiku and Mei watched; both completely red faced.
"Whoa!" Simon exclaimed wide eyed as the trio entered. "Awkward…" Bruce mumbled turning his eyes away with a tinge of pink on his face. Chelsey put a hand to her mouth but continued watching in silence.
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"Don't you guys have any damn manners? God damn." Arthur grumbled after everything became somewhat sorted out and short introductions were made. In one couch, Bruce, Mei, Kiku, and Simon sat—well Simon expressed his overwhelming desire to be different so he sat on the couch arm— and in the other parallel, Matthew, Francis, and Chelsey remained seated. America leaned against the wall with crossed arms.
In the other single arm chair, Arthur watched them with unimpressed eyes with a tight scowl, America's laptop planted on his lap.
"Okay, so I suppose now would be a good time explaining everything to them now, huh?" Matthew laughed softly as he pushed his glasses up the tip of his nose. Simon tilted his head to the side, "Explain what? Eyebrows is finally coming out the closet? And you guys are helping?"
"Shut the fuck up!"
"What? You don't date those few scared chicks that come up to you… So I kind of figured you were—"
"That's none of your business!"
Francis and Simon let loose a bellow of laughter, Chelsey and Mei began giggling, Matthew shook his head in what seemed to be pity or sympathy and America looked down his expression unreadable, but his face was most definitely flushed. Blushing heavily, Arthur looked away. His sexuality was not going to be discussed so openly at the moment.
"Seriously guys, let's hear what they have to say. I'm sure Arthur has a good reason for having all of us cut class." Bruce supportively threw out silencing the chuckles throughout the room. Arthur nodded, "Okay guys. I suppose I should start with the basics…"
Taking a deep breath, he gestured towards the seated and standing nations, "These guys, my new friends… They aren't human."
He paused, looking at everyone's expressions to see if he should continue.
"They're actually physical personifications of nations. And all of you… You're all the reincarnation of the islands that disappeared thirty years ago. Mei is Taiwan, Simon is Denmark, Bruce, you're Australia and Chelsey is Seychelles."
Arthur took this time to go over in his head if he properly named them after their right places. However, before he could finish, Simon's loud laughter drowned inside the room, "What? Are you out of your rocker Eyebrows? What the fuck! Hahaha! I'm a reincarnation of 'Denmark'! Funny!"
"Mate, are you… Alright…?" Bruce looked at him in general concern. Chelsey and Mei on the other hand looked completely amused. Kiku simply looked down at his lap silently.
Matthew, Francis, and America all frowned at the reaction, "He's not lying." Matthew voiced out though he went ignored.
"Do you seriously expect us to believe that?" Mei questioned with a smile on her face, "We're not 'Genius' smart like you in school Arthur, but we aren't children. What do you take us for?"
"Angry Brows, you're crazy." Chelsey snickered softly,
Scowling, Arthur glared at them all, "Stop that! I am not!" Stubbornly, he glared at Simon who was still experiencing a spazz attack from his sudden laugh outburst, "And even if I was joking, it isn't even that funny you tosser!"
"Yes it is! You said everything all serious like you were from a movie or something!" Simon panted in-between his laughs.
"Arthur… I'm a little worried about your health you know…" The seated Aussie stated once again making Arthur blush redder then before. Was this how America and Matthew felt when they tried to get the matter through his head? He would have to apologize for not getting it sooner.
However, the unexpected occurred instantly when Kiku spoke up, his voice strong, "He is not lying."
Simon quieted his laughter and the girls ceased their giggles.
"Dreams… We have all been experiencing them the past few days." The Japanese boy monotonously said, his blank eyes going over everyone within the room. Arthur felt his heart skid for a moment.
So he hadn't been the only one… Kiku had been having them as well…?
"But these dreams weren't normal. You dreamt of people you have never once met before. Foreigners with strong accents and stranger mannerisms. In your dream you can't control or body or actions. Even though you know you have not experienced anything like that before, you can't get rid of the feeling of déjà vu… And when you wake up, despite how vivid and realistic everything had once been, you can hardly remember the details." Kiku finished softly,
Coughing he looked down calmly, "But that is only what I am led to believe."
"Kiku, I'm going to go out on a limb and guess you've had dreams about a German and a ditzy Italian…" America's voice crushed the awkward silence threatening to take over the room. Kiku nodded.
America then looked over at Mei who had eyes imbedded with shock from Kiku's words, "Mei, you had nightmares I'm pretty sure, about Kiku and a pony-tailed Chinese man, right?"
"I-I… How did you…?"
Next, the sunny blonde coolly looked at Simon who blinked with panicked eyes, "Denmark, you should have had dreams about a blank-faced Norwegian dressed in blue and perhaps an Icelandic silver haired boy."
"How the fuck…?"
"Australia, in your dreams, Arthur was dominant I'm sure. Not only that, he was a major dick." Arthur twitched. "But Matthew here," A glance towards the Canadian was made, "Was there, as well as your pal Seychelles."
"Freaky stuff. You got me though."
Chelsey shifted uncomfortable in her seat as France slung an arm around her shoulder, "And as for my beautiful pet here, I'm guessing your dreams were filled with me, Angry Brows, and Mathieu? I'm I right?" He purred with a smirk as the Seychellois squirmed away, "I-I can't believe this… This is so… This can't be real!"
"But it is." Arthur sternly stated opening America's laptop and turning on the power. "We were all at one point thirty years ago, island nations. Somehow we all disappeared and became reincarnated as we are now. The reason I gathered all you guys, was too well… Basically get reacquainted with the other nations… Alfred, Francis, and Matthew are all the United States, France, and Canada respectively."
Blandly, with pursed lips America scowled, "You sound like you're an expert on this, when you didn't even believe us at first. Hypocrite."
With a heated glare, Arthur hissed, "Oh shut it! I'm at least doing a better job explaining than you did!"
"Oh really? I thought my explanation was awesome!"
"All you did was sulk and whine! Matthew explained everything!"
"And? Even if I did explain, all you would have done was bitch and complain!"
"I love how you constantly jump to conclusions! You don't know what I would have done!"
"I jump to conclusions? You're the one judging me on judging you on jumping to conclusions! I repeat, hypocrite!"
"Unresolved sexual tension, much?" Mei airily muttered beneath her breath. However, everyone within the room heard it. "How long has this been going on? And how much longer before you guys have angry sex—" She stopped the instant Arthur and America's angry leers lingered over her being.
Francis fanned his face while leaning towards Matthew, "It was the same thirty years ago. I constantly gave them a push in the right direction, but they never appreciated what I did for them." He tsked out.
"Whatever!" Arthur dismissed them while fighting back a blush. Him and America? As a couple? Oh please. The other was so ridiculously childish and arrogant, and the list went on and on. No matter how handsome or Mysterious he was… Arthur was not attracted to him. At all.
"Oi, what was your password for this again fatass?" He asked the American curiously gesturing to the laptop screen. America stuck his tongue out, "USemeUKe, Eyebrow Bastard."
His words made Kiku sputter and cough abruptly, Francis to chuckle, Matthew to sigh and America to smirk.
Everyone else watched in confusion.
"W-wait… Arthur, he is England correct?" Kiku asked with wide eyes and a slightly red face. Francis nodded, "He represents the UK to generally though. Just as America is simply the US. Funny how the world works right?"
Kiku looked away with shut eyes, "I… I have no words…"
Arthur narrowed his eyes, "What's that supposed to mean?" Unfortunately he went ignored despite his repeating pestering to the American who laughed.
Simon tilted his head to the side, "Wait. We're going to get acquainted with the other nation's right…? I kind of want to see that Norwegian guy from my dream if you don't mind. He and I looked like we could be good friends!" Smiling he scratched his cheek.
Mei shifted closer to Kiku who sent her a calming look, "I remember some Korean man from my dream, he was… Strange… But I kind of want to see him as well." She meekly stated.
Kiku nodded, "I am also eager to meet everyone else. When is the meeting?"
"It starts in twenty minutes." Matthew stated looking at his cell phone. "We're going to be late regardless if there is traffic…"
Francis stood to his feet, "Excellent! We should be heading off now then! We have three rides, correct? I'll drive with Chelsey," He winked at her, "And anyone else willing."
"Actually, only two. Liberty's still not working so I have to use Freedom." America stated over everyone's voice as they began chatting after they got up from their seats.
Chelsey scoffed and Matthew laughed, "This is going to be like old times…" The Canadian smiled happily as they began walking out.
"Oi, America." Arthur called following the other teen into the garage when the others went outside the door. America turned to him in surprise, "What are you doing here? Aren't you riding with the others?" He questioned curiously getting his helmet off of the floor.
Arthur shook his head, "I rather ride your cycle… I like it better." Freely, the Briton allowed his fingers to trail the vehicle affectionately.
America watched him blankly, before raising the keys on one finger, "First, tell me… How exactly do you know how to ride one of these? Aren't you supposed to be boring?" He earnestly asked making Arthur roll his eyes,
"Even 'boring' people have their rebel points in life," Swiftly, he snatched the keys off the American's fingers with a smirk, "Now hop on and open the garage door." He commanded as he took a seat on the cycle.
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Arthur leaned against the wall of the hallway boredly. Ever since they got to the World Meeting building, Matthew, Francis, and America instructed them to stand and wait outside the meeting doors.
Matthew insisted they wouldn't have to wait long for the meeting to end and for everyone else to meet them, and America stated he'd make their entrance worthy of a Hero, something Arthur feared deeply.
It'd been about an hour of them just sitting doing nothing but listen to the low mumbles and occasional shouts that came from within the conference room. Bruce and Simon engaged in another battle of rock-paper-scissors, Mei and Kiku lightly chatted too quiet for Arthur to hear, and Chelsey remained mostly to herself. Once every twenty or so minutes, the noise from within the conference room would reach an alarming rate, at which one booming voice would silence the rest… Only to continue the cycle once again.
"I seriously feel under dressed now." Chelsey distastefully noted while rubbing her arms. Mei stood close to Kiku looking at the closed door holding onto the raven haired boy's shirt like a scared child, "I'm so anxious…"
"You wanna know what my solution to our economic problems would be?" America's voice hyperly questioned from beyond the room, "And I thought I was loud." Simon noted with a smirk, "Well… it's just behind those awesome doors!" With his words, grumbles were heard from the other nations and the students within the hall became nervous and excited.
"Us against the world, huh guys?" Bruce lightly joked, though no one managed to laugh.
They could only stand silently as the heavy doors both began to open.
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Cliff hanger I guess? XD
I don't have school tomorrow, but I'm still tired.