Due to their extensive 'influence' the three best friends have almost every class together, the only one in which they split being second period.
Wang Yao had half year martial arts and half year in culinary arts. Which sadly means that he is stuck with Francis Bonfrey otherwise known as the most perverted member of the most perverted and crazy group of this school called the 'bad touch trio'.
Ivan had taken half year Chess and half year Hockey which when he's here leaves him in the same class with Alfred's twin Mathew.
And lastly, due to the fact that he couldn't make up his mind, Alfred decided to go with wheel so he could try them all.
Arthur on the other hand, had wanted to join culinary arts, but during the trial to get in, when he gave the judges his food, they all started coughing and banned him from the club for life.
So he was stuck in wheel also.
So imagine Arthur's surprise when he walked in and there sitting alone on his phone was none other than Alfred F. Jones himself.
'Finally' he thought to himself, 'a time to flirt in peace'.
To be honest he wasn't chasing so much because he liked the boy (although he his HOT with a capital HOT) but more because so far he has been the most challenging one yet.
With all the ones with simply overprotective siblings or whatever, would always defend Arthur and come running.
But the American seemed almost immune to his charms?
More to the fact but that he didn't notice what he was doing anything, but either way it's interesting to Arthur.
The Briton swaggered up to him and pulled out a chair and sat down at a seat at the table, which except for him and Alfred was completely empty.
"Cheerio and nice to see you again Alfred. So I was wondering if you wo…."
"No!" the boy shouted slamming down his phone and groaning, making Arthur question if it was too late to run.
"Kiku this is somehow your fault!" he shouted and a black haired popped up from behind some tech equipment.
Since this rotation was Technology and the same teacher that does science teaches this class, basically he sleeps, gives you a book of things to build if you want to and leaves the students to do whatever they want.
"I am sorry Alfred-san for your misfortune in your game".
"Kiku dude, one stop calling me 'san'. Because we are friends and you don't need to do that. And two, it was a joke I didn't actually mean for you to actually apologize!"
"Sorry Alfred-san."
"Kiku!" the American shouted
The black haired kid shrugged and went back to his typing behind the cart, a look of concentration carved onto his face.
"Oh, are you the one who that girl called earlier?" Arthur asked.
"Hai" he said not taking his eyes of the computer.
Alfred rolled his eyes ad groaned, "Kiku, in America when someone asks you a question like that, you generally tell them your name."
"Honda Kiku, but in America it is Kiku Honda" he answered eyes still chained on the never ending data stream.
"Dude your hopeless" Alfred laughed.
Arthur stiffened, he had never heard anything raucously loud and yet strangely pleasant in his life.
"So hey Artie, sorry for ignoring ya' for a minute. Got really caught up in a game online."
Arthur really wanted to correct him that he was Arthur not Artie, but that probably wouldn't be very good when you're trying to bed someone, would it?
"It's fine, I did not expect to see you here. I would have pegged you for the sports type considering it looks like you work out".
When Kiku heard this and instantly closed his laptop and stared at Arthur wide eyed.
"Nah, I may be, like, super-strong, but I've always preferred science and stuff".
'Ah isn't that adorable' the British teen thought, 'a nerd type. That makes this all so much easier'.
"Um Arthur-san?" Kiku coughed. "May I talk to you for a second?"
"Great job Kiku, getting over your extreme fear of foreigners. I'm so proud." He praised like a doting mother.
On the outside Arthur was politely smiling, but on the inside he was screaming.
"Sure thing" he said standing up.
He and the Japanese teen walked over to a secluded corner when, for once, Kiku showed an emotion.
Fear.
"Have you had the talk yet?" he simply asked.
"Of course I have. I'm bloody eighteen years old! I've done the deep plenty of times, in fact…"
"Not that talk, the 'Superpower' talk" he interrupted, whispering the last word because one of the unspoken rules was no one says the word or talks about it in front of any member of the unofficial group that everyone knows exists.
Especially the newest member who was still new to the whole idea.
"Look, stay far away from Yao-san, Ivan-san and Alfred-san alright. I was roped into this mess due to a dumb mistake and I'm just lucky I had chosen the right member to befriend. But the difference in my case is Yao-san thinks of me as a little brother and Ivan would never hurt me if both Yao-san and Alfred-san care about me. You on the other hand will be either dead or wishing you were within a week if either of them catches you flirting with Alfred-san".
"What are you talking about?" asked Arthur's extremely confused.
"I am sorry, I cannot talk about this here, just meet with Ludwig-san and the others at lunch and they will explain. For now just trust me don't get involved until you understand what's going on".
"Look I'm not afraid of some overprotective friends alright. I've had to deal with worse, like brothers with shotguns" Arthur defended.
"It's not Yao-san and Ivan-san I'm worried about. Alfred-san has a bad habit of interpreting anything remotely romantic as homicidal rage or completely ignoring it in general. And if you somehow get him to date you and are not killed by Yao-san or Ivan-san, are you planning on staying with him for the rest of the year?"
Arthur laughed; he did not stay with one person. Where's the fun in that?
"Exactly, but let me tell you this. Anyone who wrongs Alfred-san never turns out well. Unlike Ivan-san and Yao-san whose work is always physical or very plain and obvious but rarely results in any irreparable danger, Alfred-san is different".
"Of course he's different. I don't think he would hurt fly".
"Once when he was in sophomore year, before he was even admitted into the group, someone went into his and his brother's locker and wrote 'Faggot' all over. He wouldn't have cared except his brother was involved. Let's just say that Carlos Machado, the Cuban transfer, was dragged out by the police and never seen again. But only after Alfred spent weeks slowly turning everyone against him, spreading lies and driving him so insane that he almost committed suicide".
Now Arthur paled slightly, maybe this one wouldn't be worth breaking the heart.
Although maybe he wouldn't break this one's heart, but instead wrap him around his finger to use like a personal power-plant.
"I'm sure I'll be fine. I've never failed before" he answered smirking.
"That's what I'm worried about" Kiku sighed stepping away.
"Don't make the same mistake I did. I made Alfred-san extremely angry once and paid the price. Now we're friends because he offers me protection from Ivan-san and Yao-san and I really do like him. We have similar likes and dislikes and as kind of annoying he is he still has his 'Heroic' heart in the right place."
"But I'm extremely lucky that he forgave me after he felt he had his revenge. With you, you have to deal with not only all three at once but if you break his heart he will destroy you."
Then with that the bell rung and Arthur, Kiku and Alfred went to the next class.