WARNING! YAOI AHEAD!

People of Paron

Logans POV

I was never really scared of Arthur. Sure he lectured me a lot and he wasn't exactly happy with me after I failed English but the was never angry so I never feared him. Today was different though. I had a heavy feeling in my stomach when I got home and not only because of what Esteban had said. Arthur had looked really angry with me when he sent me to Carries house. I found Arthur in the couch when I got home with a stern look on his face.

"I thought I told you to come home emediately." he said with a raised eyebrow.

I swallowed.

"S-sorry Arthur. I'm home now."

For a moment Arthur was silent, looking like he was going to ask further questions, something I didn't want to do since then I'd have to tell what Esteban told me.

"Go to your room Logan, I'll be there in a minute."

I nodded timidly and hurried up the stairs to the attic. Arthur had promised that he wasn't the least like his father so that should mean he wouldn't hurt me, right? Right? It took most of my nerve not to hide beneath the bed or something stupid like that. Instead I sat down nervously on aformentioned object and clutched my stuffed koala closely. I'd had him for as long as I could remember and if people were to find out I'd probably be shunned for life. There was a cough and I turned to see Arthur standing there with a very grave look on his face. It was that kind of look one had when he was about to do something that he didn't really want to but knew was neccessary. Shit. He was so going to hit me wasn't he?

"You know that I don't like doing things the way my father did it but at this moment I honestly see no other options. I can't allow what happened today happen again and if it means doing it my father's way then so be it."

I felt my heart pound in my chest far too quickly for my liking. Unable to stand the waiting I clutched Mr. Koala tighter.

"Please don't hit me. I promise I'll be good."

Arthur blinked ´.

"Hit you? Why the bloody hell would I hit you?" His stern look had turned to surprise and a hint of compasion as he moved to sit next to me.

"B-b-but you said you'd do it your father's way." I stuttered out still not sure what to expect now. To my surprise Arthur chukled and pulled me in for a hug.

"My silly, silly boy. I'm sorry if I scared you but I promise I'd never harm you kids, ever."

You awkwardly hugged back feeling your heartrate go back to normal. Eventually you let go though to look him in the eyes.

"So what did you mean you'd do it your father's way?"

Instantly Arthur's face hardened again.

"I want you to understand that I'm doing this because I love you and can't allow you to get hurt any longer."

I frowned in confusion.

"So what are you going to do?"

Arthur sighed heavily.

"I don't want you around Carroline or any of those friends you have in school any longer." he said finally

I blinked in surprise.

"What?" After being scared to death that Arthur was going to hurt me my brain must have colapsed because at that moment I thought for sure that he told me I wasn't allowed to see whoever I wanted.

"You heard me correctly." Arthur said. "I can not controll who you see in school but after that you will come right back home and stay there unless you are seeing Esteban across the street."

Maybe Arthur had gotten some fever or something because this was madness.

"You can't be serious Arthur! My reputation will be ruined if I just stay home all day!"

"I'd appreciate if you didn't raise your voice at me, Logan." Arthur said calmly. "I don't want to do this but clearly they are having a bad influence on you and it's affecting this family in a bad way."

I shot Arthur a half glare.

"So bassicaly, you're telling me to go back to being the looser I was before?"

I didn't like that. Hanging out with just Esteban had been fine most of the time but it really couldn't be compared to be in the centre of everyones attention and having people appreciating me. Having people text you to ask you over to hang out. Without all that I was just one of Arthur's wierd orphans with a stuffed koala as my only comfort. I knew Arthur tried his best to give us a normal life but it failed and in the end we were lucky to have any friends at all. Yet again Arthur pulled me into a hug but his voice was more sorrowful this time.

"I'm sorry but it's for your own good."

Without another word, he got up and left the room. The moment he was gone I lay down on my bed with a deep sigh. This sucked.

James POV

We were late. Never in the entire of my life had I been late for school, yet here we were. Most of Sunday had been awkward and focused on cleaning the house and most importantly my room while Logan and Marie were sulking in their respective rooms. From what I could gather Logan wasn't allowed to see Carrie any longer. On the inside I was dancing of happiness and I had a strong urge to hug Arthur but I kept calm. With all the packing we'd all slept through the alarm and were only woken when Arthur got a phonecall from his boss. At final last we reached the school about half an hour late. Despite how late we were Arthur still managed to stop us all from going.

"I'm off work earlier so I'll be home at five and I'd like you all to be home by then. I don't know when Patrick will be here but I until he is you'll stay home, understood?"

I looked and saw Marie and Charlie about to protest but I guess all sensed that something was of with our fatherfigure so they kept quiet and ran of. Acting on instinct I gave Arthur a hug from behind.

"See you later dad." I said before running after Logan and the others.

Alfred turned to me with raised eyebrows when I entered.

"I'm glad you could join us James. Did you have a good nights sleep?"

I blushed a little.

"Sorry I overslept." I mumbled and plopped down next to Hyong who gave me a releaved look.

Alfred smiled somewhat at me.

"Don't let it become a habit alright?"

I nodded mutely and pulled out my notebook and pen in an attempt to pay attention to the class. After less than ten minutes I gave in and quickly scribled a message for Hyong in my book.

Is Yong here today?

Discreetly while Mr. Jones had his back turned I ripped the piece of paper of my book and passed it over to Hyong. Hyong in response read the note before shooting me a wierd look. Even so he scribbled down an answer while at the same time taking notes from the class. The next time Alfred turned to write something on the board he slipped it back.

Off coars he iss. Are yuo allrigt? Wy are yuo pasing notes in clas?

I smiled discretely at Hyong's spelling. He knew the grammar fairly well but his spelling could still get better.

I wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't important. I need to talk to you and Yong. Something really wierd happened after I got home and now dad is acting all wierd and stuff!

I quickly slipped the note back but found it stopped by a larger hand on my wrist. I froze for a moment before slowly looking up into serious blue eyes behind square glasses.

"Anything you feel like sharing to the entire class?" Alfred asked with raised eyebrows.

I shook my head.

"S-sorry it won't happen again."

Before I could protest Alfred had grabbed the paper and read through it. He heaved a sigh.

"Extra cred to Hyong for being able to multitask through the class." he said but with little humor in his voice.

"Alright it's not like anyone is paying attention anyway so we might as well finish of 20 minutes earlier."
There was a halfhearted cheer from the class and I along with the others started to gather our things.

"Not you James." Alfred said. "I'd like for you to stay behind for a moment."

I nodded. Hyong sent me a worried look on the way out before I was left with Mr. Jones. The blonde teacher had sat down behind the desk with a concerned look on his face.

"Late for class then passing notes? Should I be concerned?"

I looked down at my hands.

"Sorry sir. It's been a lot going on this weekend."

"Yeah I could gather as much from the note." He looked me straight in the eyes. "Is everything alright with your father?"

Had I not known better I would have thought that there were geniune worry in his eyes.

"I'm not sure." I admitted. "We got a visitor during the weekend and dad's been acting all wierd and protective ever since."

I shifted a little under his intense stare.

"Uh…" I wasn't sure what to say.

"Who was it?" Mr. Jones asked lowly.

"I…uh…" I stuttered. "I think it was a man called Scott. Why do you ask?"

Alfred shook his head.

"Run ahead and go talk to your friends. Hyong is probably worried."

I nodded hessitantly and left the classroom with Mr. Jones' burning gaze in my back.

"…and to add to everything, now Mr Jones is acting all wierd as well!"

The lunch was coming to an end and I had yet to actually eat from the suposedly food in the cafeteria. Both brothers frowned.

"That's wierd, what does Mr. Jones has to do with your dad?"

I shook my head.

"I have seriously no idea."

Yong suddenly smiled.
"I know someone who might know!"

I found Mr. Williams in the drama room with a thoughtfull look on his face. I had had to wait until after school but since Arthur wasn't comming home until five I still had some time. The twins had to go though since Yao was picking them up. Matthew smiled when I entered.

"Hey there what are you doing here, eh?"

I smiled nervously.

"Um, could we ask you a question?"

Matthew smiled and motioned for me to sit down next to him on the stage.

"What's up?" he asked.

I hessitated for a moment.

"Does Mr. Jones and my dad know eachother somehow?"

Matthew blinked in surprise.

"This is about your uncle coming here isn't it?"

Now it was my turn to look surprised.

"Your brother Logan was here earlier, just as worried. Did you tell Alfred?"

I nodded. Matthew sighed sadly.

"I'm not the one to tell you about Alfred and Arthur." he finally said, much to my disapointment. "If you want to know then you will have to ask Arthur."

I felt my heart sink a little.

"So you won't tell me anything?"

Matthew shook his head sadly.

"That is something between Alfred and Arthur." the canadian man shot a glance at the clock on the wall.

"You should be heading home." he announced. I looked over att the clock and realized that it was almost 16.30. I'd barely be able to get home before Arthur did.

"Thanks anyway." I said politely to Mr. Williams even though he hadn't helped me one bit.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be more helpfull." he offered back appolgetically. Suddenly he seemed to remember something.

"Hey are you three joining the drama class? Our first real class is this Friday."

I paused. To be honest I had forgotten that there was a drama class any longer.

"I have to ask dad about it." I admited. "Just to know if he's cool with me getting home later."

Matthew nodded understandingly.

"Let me know what happens alright? I could use people like you on the stage."

I nodded slightly at him before leaving the room. I almost cried out loud when I found Logan just outside.

"Don't startle me like that." I snapped.

Instead of laughing like he usually did he only glanced at me.

"So you also talked to Mr. Williams?" he asked casually, draping an arm over my shoulder. It felt nice and warm and I could feel some of my worry drain away from me.

"Yeah. Dad is acting wierd."

Logan only hummed in agreement and for a moment we walked in complete silence.

"So, did you talk to Carrie? About what Arthur said."

The grin on Logans face fell slightly.

"Well…" he laughed nervously. "Just because I can't see her outside school doesn't mean we can't be together in school, right?"

"So in other words you didn't tell her what happened at home." I concluded.

The joy I'd felt earlier from hearing that Logan was forbidden to see Carrie was since long gone by now but I tried my best to hide behind a slight smile. Logan heaved a long sigh.

"I guess I'll break up with her eventually." he said sadly. "I mean what's a relationship if we can't go out or something like that? It's just…" he paused. "Can I tell you something?"

I nodded. It was rare for Logan to tell me anything about real emotions but it seemed like this was different.

"I really do care for Carrie," he said making my stomach twitch unpleasantly, "but I honestly don't see the point in trying to make this work if she'll just hurt me all the time."

The sky was darkening above us but I barely registered it.

"So why are you still together with her?" I asked geniunely caring this time. I didn't care about wheter or not he was available or not, I just wanted him to stop being misserable. Logan shook his head.

"You're gonna disown me as your brother if I tell you." he muttered.

I smiled wryly.

"If I'd known I could disown you I'd have done it years ago."

Logan laughed a little.

"Nah you wouldn't, you love me too much!"

And the usual Logan was back. Grumbling in annoyance I yet again tried to get out his grip but only succeeded in getting my hair a tussled.

"You're an ass." I said laughing just as the first raindrops hit my nose.

"Shit, we should get home before it starts coming down for real."

I nodded in agreement and still with one of Logans arms around my shoulder we ran the rest of the way. Once home we were already soaked but laughing all the while. We stopped our running when we saw a midleaged man standing at our fence.

"Can we help you sir?" I asked and the man turned to us. Most of his face was hidden beneath his raincoat but I could make out greyish hair and a thin smile.

"Oh, do forgive me boys. I was just admiring the beautiful garden. Do you live here?"

I nodded.

"Yup. That's our house." Logan announced with a shrug.

"You must have a very tallented mother to have such a lovely garden."

I smiled slightly.

"We don't have a mom actually." I said.

"Dad's the one who's responsible for the pretty garden." Logan added.

The man smiled warmly.

"Oh I see. Well lads, I'm sorry for looking at your garden , I'll be taking my leave. Have a nice day."

Logan wrinkled his nose as we entered the house.

"What a wierd guy."

I could only nod in agreement as I was currently shivering from the cold. Logan seemed to instantly notice.

"Mate, you should grab a shower." he said to which I only nodded.

I noted Charlie playing some game with Peter and Wendy but I saw no trace of Marie. I was out of the shower five minutes later on and quickly changed into dry clothes. I was still a little cold but I could make due. It was now five minutes to five but still no trace of Marie. The rest of my family seemed fairly relaxed with the game though I'd have called it cheating since Logan was helping Wy with her part. Taking a closer look it turned out to be some sort of card game but I didn't recognize it so I just watched. The game ended the moment we heard a door pull up in the driveway. I looked out the window and as expected it was Arthur's car.

"Where is Marie?" Logan asked out loud and as if on cue the backdoor opened and Marie snuck inside.

"Where have you been?" Logan hissed while Arthur got closer. "You should have been home hours ago!"

"I had some things to take of." she stated simply.

"That's no excuse…"

While Logan and Marie kept bickering I took a look at my sister. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary other than one thing.

"That's not your jacket." I said in surprise.

The argument instantly came to a halt as Logan as well took a look at the far too big jacket hanging over her shoulders.

"Who's jacket is that?" Peter, who had been quiet for a while, asked.

To my surprise Marie blushed.

"I don't see how that is any of your bussines." she said.

"Perhaps not but I'm sure we'd all like to know." A new voice said from the

We all twirled around to find Arthur in the doorway with raised eyebrows. How did I miss him entering.

"Go get yourself warmed up, dear." he said calmly. "You can tell me all about it later."

Marie seemed perfectly fine with that as she hurried up the stairs.

A moment later Arthur was welcomed home as usual by a hug from Wy.

"Welcome home daddy!" she said happily.

"Thank you darling. How was your day."

"It was really funny becasue…"

I couldn't help but smile a little. Arthur still looked tense and tired but at least he had one thing to cheer him up. At least I hoped so.

The rest of the week continued in a similar manner. School was creepy since Alfred kept looking at me. He always ended his class a little earlier to ask me how things were going at home and if we'd had any more strange occurances. Each time I told him no and he let me leave. Logan would still hang out with his friends and Carrie but it was clear that things weren't going too good between them. Once school was over Logan would walk me home and we'd talk about whatever came to mind. Charlie would have gone home with Peter and Wy and they'd be busy playing cards in the living room. Just as Arthur got home from work Marie would sneak in through the back door, always wearing the same jacket. Logan would ask her about the jacket but she would refuse until Arthur got inside and let her of the hook. At the end Arthur would get distracted by Wy and we'd all have a forced pleasant dinner before all going to bed and wake up the next morning. Yet still now sign of Patrick.

Arthur's POV

I hated Thursdays more than any other day of the week. I usually worked overtime because my boss insisted on loading his work upon me and even if I didn't I still wasn't of until six. It was nearing eight now and I still hadn't gotten home. With a tired sigh I locked the door to my office and left the grey building. Most people had left by now other than the guards who locked the place and the janitors. There was a light drizzle from the skies but I didn't bother pulling up the hood. It was only a ten minute walk to my car so I could manage. I hated these ten minutes as well. Especially now when my mind was filled with worries about my brothers. To get to my car I had to go down a poorly lit street that was more or less desserted. As I headed down the street I thought for sure someone was looking at me but when I looked around no-one was there. I was already halfway now. Only a bit longer and I be safe in my car and well on my way home. Then all of a sudden I felt a large hand grip onto my wrist and pull me into a dark alley. I wanted to scream and fight the stranger off but before I could do so he'd pushed me against the cold, wet wall and a pair of lips pressed against mine. I felt my breath hitch but nothing more happened. The kiss was filled with love and longing towards me, something I hadn't felt in years but I was too scared to kiss back. His large hands we're holding me in a firm yet gentle grip with no intentions of letting go. I could recognize the feel of this man anywhere.

"Alfred?" I asked breathlessly to which the man only held me tighter. Instantly my fears went away and I kissed back eagerly. Acting on impuls my hands travelled up around his neck and my fingers tangled into his wet hair. When the need for air became apparent we pulled away breathlessly so that I could see that indeed it was Alfred staring back at me with those endless blue eyes.

"Why have you avoided me?" he asked breathlessly almost looming over me. "I've been here for 6 months already."

A part of me wanted to look away but at the same time I was transfixed by those beautiful eyes.

"I was scared." I admitted. "I was afraid to know if you'd moved on and found someone else you like better. I couldn't bare the thougtht of seeing you with someone else so I stayed clear instead."

Alreds response was kissing me again just as passionately but before I could respond he'd pulled back.

"I could never love someone like I love you." he whispered. "I would have come to you sooner but it took me ages to convince Francis to tell me where you were."

"Is that why you came here?" I asked almost afraid of the answer.

Alfred smiled at me adoringly.

"Well, I promised I'd find you, didn't I?" he reached out to stroke some hair out of my face. "And I finally did."

Perhaps it was the joy of finally being close to Alfred for real after so many years or just mental exhaution from the past few days but all of the sudden I felt tears well up and I'd thrown my arms around Alfred to bury my face in his chest. Alfred only chuckled and wrapped his arms protectively around me while humming softly to some song I couldn't remember.

"I'll never leave you again." He whispered softly while stroking my back and nuzzling his face into my hair.

"Of course you will." I said through the sobs. "I'm not a kid any longer. I'm a father of six damnit I don't have much left to give."

To my annoyance Alfred only laughed softly.

"Now your only acting silly, babe. Haven't I told you a thousand times that I as long as I get to hold you and be your side I don't care about your money or your family. I'll love you no matter what."

"That was 10 years ago." I protested weakly though I didn't really know why any longer. It just felt surreal to be back with Alfred like this.

"Yeah and the only things that's changed is that you are even cuter than you were back then." he cooed.

I felt myself blush but it was easily hidden in Alfred's shirt.

"I dread having to tell Logan about this." I muttered.

"Then don't. I'm sure you're stressed enough as it is without having that to worry about. Just take an evening of every now and then until things settle down, okay?"

I nodded weakly and for a moment we stood silent in each others arms. That is until I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket causing me to jump.

"Bloody hell I need to get home." I muttered under my breath while fishing for my cellphone. I had to blink a few times at the sharp light from the device but at finall last I managed to decode the message from Logan. The message made my stomach turn nervously.

Dad, were R U? Their here!

Patrick was finally home.

A/N Ladies and gentlemen! This is a historical day! For the first time ever I have written some propper USUK yaoi kissing! jay! rewievs are loved!