Passion Unforeseen

Chapter 2

It's been a week since the first day of school. Michelle wasn't supposed to start studying under Arthur 'till two weeks into school. However, Arthur had intended to put the french-african girl to work as soon as possible. Michelle's scheduale would start off with her studies. She would have classes from 6:00 a.m to 2:40 p.m. Then after she was finished with her school work she would start her work for her dear superiour , Arthur. And she hated every minute of it. Everyday Arthur would nag her and treat her like a dog. She would try to protest but he would come back with witty remarks.

Michelle's P.O.V

The day started off like any other day. I was outside in the cold September weather. Since it was so cold, allergys were bad so a few teachers would stay home and their classes would turn in to study hall or free period. I like to use this as an excuse to get away from old Artie.

I sat on the brown, chipped, bench that stood motionless under a large oak tree. Normally I would be in history class but my teacher is sick. I'm used to the hot weather in the summer but I do love a good fall or winter day. My brown eyes explored my surroundings as I sipped some hot coco. The trees leaves were a beautiful red, orange, yellow or brown color. I shivered as the the cold fall breeze brushed across my tan, bare cheek. The wind seemed to pass right through my thin school sweater. I finished my warm drink on the hard wood surface. Suddenly, my red ribbons flew out of my dark hair and were carried away by the breeze. I gasped and ran after them in a failed attempt to catch the thin red pieces of fabric. 'Come back here!" I shouted at my accessory even though they couldn't hear me. I sighed in frustration as I watched the red items disappear. I stood there gawking at the sky. Big brother Francis gave me those ribbons. I let my head drop then I felt a strong and cold grip on my shoulder.

I turned my head to face a tall, pale figure. He smiled rather creepy like as I looked up in to his indigo orbs.

"Ivan?" I asked with a shaky voice. He simply nodded and adjusted his long beige scarf.

"Did you drop something, sunflower?" He spoke with a very thick Russian accent. In his hand he held my red ribbons.

"Oui! I did." I had a happy tone in my voice when I gazed upon my red fabrics.

"Let me help you, da?" he didn't really let me answer before he started to play with my brown hair. He split it in to two parts and began to tie my hair. I blushed at the contact that his cold hands made with my tan cheeks. He smiled again and took in his 'master piece'. My hair was the way it was when I put it up this morning. I smiled at him.

"Thank you Ivan" I spoke somewhat timidly. He raised up his right hand.

"No need to thank me my sunflower." I nearly blushed at that new nickname.

"Aren't you supposed to be in class now, Ivan?" I asked while he took my hand and kissed it like a gentleman. It kinda reminded me of Arthur.

"My teacher is out sick. Most of them are." He let me hand go.

"Oh I see." I smiled and shivered when a gust of wind came my way. Then I felt something heavy and warm on my shoulders. "Ivan?" I looked at him. He had an odd look on his face.

"A young flower should not be cold." I saw that he had put his school blazer on me. My cheeks lit up at his kind gesture.

"Thank you again Ivan." he took my hand again and began to walk on a skinny gravel path that led to the school cafeteria. "Aren't you studying to become the Country of Russia, Ivan?"

"Da. I wouldn't pick any other country." I giggled and he chuckled back with an odd sound. It was something like 'kolkolkol' but I ignored it. We continued with small talk as we walked the gravel path.

Arthur's P.O.V

I was walking in the park when I noticed Michelle walking with that Russian brute called Ivan. She looked so happy walking and socializing with him. It created this odd burning sensation in my stomach. I have a hard time defining my emotions and there is no telling what this one was. That damned Ivan was holding Michelle's hand like they have been dating. I watched them for awhile as they enjoyed each others company. It sickned me to see them together. I could see a menacing look in those cold eyes of Ivans every time he spoke.

15 minutes past before I whipped out my phone (with my nations flag on it) and called my underling. I could hear her ring tone go off. I observed her movements as she stopped and answered.

"Bonjour?" She asked innocently.

"Michelle I need you in my office right away." I tried to sound ergent.

"What? Why?! Its not even 5:00 yet!" She whined in to the phone.

"Oh just come here you bloody twit!" I yelled trying to get her to listen.

"ugh! Fine! Do I need to bring anything, Arthur?" She had annoyance in her voice. This made me smirk on the inside.

"Just bring your ass, and some tea."

"Alright. I'll be there in a minute or two."

"I'll be waiting love." We both hung up our celluar devices.

Time skip brought to you by... Flying Mint bunny

Normal P.O.V

Arthur sat and awaited the arrival of his underling, Michelle. His office was very neat thanks to Michelle. He tapped his slender finger impatiently on the arm of his chair.

The Brits eyes galred at the door once he heard a creak coming from the door opening. To his delight, the person walking through the old entery was Michelle.

"I'm here." the island girl entered while carrying tea on a platter. Her chocolate brown eyes met Arthur's emerald green orbs.

"Good. You can set the tea down on my desk,chap." His voice was low and calm. The tanned girl gently set the fine set of china down on the English mans desk causing a little clink.

"So why did you call me here Arthur?" She asked sounding a bit innocent.

"Oh, I just-"

"wanted to spy on me?" She cut him off leaving him in shock. "Just admit it Artie." She spoke with venom in her voice.

"I could hear you from behind the bushes when you called me" her eyes narrowed at Arthur.

"I did not want you near that brute." He growled.

"I'm not a little girl! And your not my father or brother!"

"I am your superior. And I don't want you around him!"

"I can do what I please! I dont have to fallow all of your stupid orders!" she yelled with fire burning in her eyes.

"Last time I checked, You were the underling and according to the school board you fallow my orders!" He retorted back while abruptly standing from his chair.

"I know that Arthur but that doesn't give you the liberty to tell me who I may or may not see. I'm not your slave!" anger and frustration tainted her beautiful facial features.

"How am I treating you like a slave? I have been nothing but-" he was interupted

"Bull shit Arthur!" she spat."It has only been half a month and already you made my life a living hell!" Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Oh don't be such a little baby." he groaned and wiped some sweat from his neck.

"I will respect the fact that you are my superior, but I wont live like I'm on a leash!" she stormed out slamming the door making the room shake.

"live like your on a leash?" he asked aloud while slumping down on his chair.

"I think I can arrange that love~" he smirked to himself.