Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
A/N: ENJOY! I AM FOREVER HORRIBLE AT GRAMMAR… ANYWAYS ENJOY!
3rd person POV
After getting hamburgers Alfred was once again happy. After he finished it he dragged Arthur back to their dorms.
"Arthur?" Alfred looked over at Arthur.
"Hmm?"
"What's your relationship with Francis?" Arthur's eyes widened.
"A-Alfred, why would you ask that? WHAT DID THAT FROG TELL YOU?!"
"Arthur? Calm down! He only told me that you belonged to him." Arthur managed to calm down but who said his face would calm down? His face went blood red as soon as the words left Alfred's mouth.
"That frog!" Arthur's fists turned into balls.
"Arthur please tell me! I mean it's been eight years since we had any contact you've gotta tell me some stuff!" Arthur decided to ignore his English mistakes.
"Fine, it started when I first moved back here."
"But mom!"
"No buts!" Alice, Arthur's mom was a woman with pigtails, and glasses. She looks like a 16 year old if you didn't know how old she actually was.
"Fine." Arthur was starting a new school; he had already missed Alfred, and all the other people back in the states. Arthur was not looking forward to his new school at all! He had been complaining all week (which was very unlike Arthur) but no matter what he did his mom had made him go to school.
When Arthur finally got to school and had finally survived the first five periods. He met the 'playboy' at his school, Francis Bonnefoy.
"Bonjour~" Francis was winking at Arthur when Arthur had turned red.
"Don't speak frog to me."
"Aw… you hurt moi." Francis was leaning on the door form at first but then he decided to walk closer to Arthur.
"What do you what?" Arthur asked slowly.
"Come on, mon nom est Francis Bonnefoy au cas où vous n'avez pas entendu parler."
"I had already told you don't speak frog to me."
"Arthur… that is your name right?" Arthur frowned wondering how the boy knew his name.
"Yes it is. May I ask how you know?"
Francis was only a few inches away from Arthur's lips. "Words get around…" Arthur stared into the blue orbs that the French boy had, he noticed his wavy hair, and he was slowly drowning into his scent.
"I- what?" Francis did not answer but instead he kissed Arthur full on the lips. After a while of Francis getting bored that Arthur did not kiss him back he pulled away with a playful smirk. Arthur doesn't know why but it was as if he was being controlled Arthur leaned over (ON HIS OWN) and kissed Francis, the kiss last about 20 seconds. Both pulled away breathless with saliva connecting both of them.
"I'll see you tonight…" Francis muttered to Arthur near his ear as he left. Arthur shivered at the action.
"As If you bloody frog!" Arthur yelled as he stormed away very late to his sixth period.
Arthur took a breathe and took this time to look over at Alfred, whom looked at the ground as if it was the most freaking amazing thing ever. When he noticed Arthur staring at him he gave Arthur a smile and told him to continue his story and that's what Arthur did.
That night after school Arthur went home to find Francis in his LIVING ROOM!
"Mom…why is the frog here?" Francis just smirked not even bothering to reply the British boy.
"Arthur, be nice." Alice came out of the kitchen with some cookies and milk. "Francis is the son of my friend, today his mother and I had decided to hang out while your dad is going to hang out with Francis's dad. So you two are also going to hang out today."
"MOM! OF ALL PEOPLE WHY HIM?" Arthur yelled causing his father to come out.
"Arthur, you're going to hang out with Francis no matter what got that?" Arthur nodded still not satisfied.
After Arthur's and Francis's parents left the intense silence returned. Francis smirked at the silence.
"Why the hell are you smirking for?" Arthur asked once he saw the smirk on Francis's face.
"Oh nothing, nothing at all mon amour." Francis got up from the couch and walked over to Arthur.
"What the bloody hell do you want?" Arthur was clearly annoyed. "You know what frog? I'll make a bloody deal with you."
"Okay tell moi."
"If you don't do anything pervy then I'll be your friend, only a friend."
"Accept."
"So do you think Francis have any romantic feelings for you?"
"If he does I'll hurt him."
'Maybe I should confess to Arthur' Alfred thought.
"Arthur I need to tell you something." Alfred looked over at Arthur, seeing he wasn't going to say anything he continued. "I-I y-you…"
"Spit it out Alfred!"
Alfred tried again and again but he still couldn't get it out so he just give up and shook his head.
"Alfred?" Alfred looked up and smiled.
"Nothing Artie! I'm just…tired!"
"Well, then get some rest!"
"R-right!" Alfred stuttered out before jumping into the bed and pretending to yawn and fall asleep, even though he was watching Arthur read his book the whole time wearing his glasses which made him look extremely sexy!
A/N: Yep! I changed most of the chapter and this was the chapter I had to change more than one thing.