A/N: Okay, well I got a review saying that the first chapter was similar to a Hetalia doujinshi called "BANDOLERO COMANCHERO". And it's scary how my dream was about 95% accurate, despite the fact that I haven't read the doujinshi. But to avoid any problems, considering that chapter one is similar, I do not own it then. Some of the dialogue is mine but the idea isn't since someone thought of it before me. Awww I knew my brain wasn't as awesome as I thought it was. Anyway, chapter two is mine!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, though I wish I did *goes to Tamaki's emo corner*

(Additional: I do not own all of chapter one, just 5% of it *cries dramatically*)

(Additional 2: Someone pointed out I used human names but not for Seychelles. That's because I didn't have a human name for her... But now it will be Michelle since it's the only one I can think of! All other countries who do not have human names will have other names. Now this is too long so, here is the fan fiction!)

The Options Chosen

The early morning sky was a burnt orange mixed in with a dark pinkish red. The sun was breaking through the sky, spreading light across half the world, including the school grounds. Light peered through Arthur's window and shined directly on his face.

"Ngh... Someone turn off the bloody light..." He mumbled, turning on his side so the light would be hitting the back of his head instead of his face. The alarm clock blared out it's annoying ring, waking the Brit with a startle, causing him to fall off the bed and hit the floor. Groaning from the impact, he stood up and glared at the clock which read "7:00 AM". Arthur shook his head before going to his closet to get a clean uniform. He opened the door of the closet and looked at his reflection on the mirror of the door.

"...Why didn't I change out of my uniform last night...?" He wondered aloud. "What happened last night...?" Arthur closed his eyes and recalled the events of the evening. The memory was clear, as if the event just occurred. He remember how the breeze swayed the trees and lightly passed his body. He remember Alfred walking him to the dorm, then confessing to him. And sadly, he also remember Alfred saying he wanted an answer today.

With a groan, Arthur grabbed one of the hangers that held a clean uniform and threw it on his bed. He walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, showered quickly, then walked out the bathroom in his white towel. As Arthur approached his bed, there were three sharp knocks then three bangs on the wooden door.

"Arthur, please open the door!" A voice laced in a French accent begged.

"Francis...?" Arthur asked, looking down quickly to acknowledge he was still in nothing but a towel. Arthur quickly panicked and grabbed a pair of boxers from his dresser, quickly exchanging the towel for them.

"Open the door, mon ami! Before he kills me!" Francis cried from the other side of the door. Arthur yanked his trousers from the hanger and rushed to put them on while he questioned the French student, "Why should I?"

"I promise I won't touch you for the rest of the year!" Francis quickly said, sounds of him clawing the door heard. He screamed in a very girlish way and yelled, "He's coming! Let me in!"

Arthur smirked before walking over to the door and opening it. Francis ran into the run and slammed the door shut behind him. He leaned against the door, taking deep breaths. "Merci, Arthur..."

"What was all that about?" The Brit asked as he walked over to his bed and took the school's dress shirt off the hanger to put on himself.

"Antonio was angry that I tried to flirt with Lovino. They aren't dating so I thought it would be fine."

"...They are dating, that's probably why that Spanish bastard tried to kill you." Arthur said as he finished buttoning his shirt and pulled his vest over his head.

"Le gasp! They are? I didn't know that..." Francis said. Arthur rolled his eyes then grabbed his school blazer. "Shouldn't you be trying to molest other people though?"

"Non, I don't molest anyone Arthur. That's mean of you to say!"

"Francis, you grope people, you kiss people without them wanting to kiss you, and you flirt with everyone. That's teenage molestation. Without the sex, but I'm sure by next year you'll be doing that because you come up with something new every year."

"Is that really how it seems?"

"Yes." Arthur slipped on his blazer and grabbed his messenger bag, slinging it over his shoulder to go across his chest. "Now get out of my room, I'm not going to leave knowing you're still in here."

Francis smirked before opening to door and taking a step out. He turned back to Arthur and as he opened his mouth to say something, a tomato quickly impacted the French student's head, causing a mess all over his face and hair. Francis gasped before shouting random things in french then ran like the Vargas brothers when he noticed Antonio was coming after him. Arthur let out a halfhearted laugh then walked out the room, locking the door behind him.

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"...thus, that is why the British Empire still remains strong." Arthur said, concluding his oral report for his first period History class. Arthur spent all morning before class avoiding Alfred, but since they had History together, it was difficult. Alfred smiled as Arthur finished his report and clapped along with the rest of the class. But to Arthur, it only felt like Alfred was the only one in the room clapping.

The student snapped out of his trance when the teacher firmly placed his hand on Arthur's shoulder and said, "Good job, Mr. Kirkland. You actually taught me something about the British Empire. As expected, you get an A plus."

Arthur smiled, said a thanks, and went back to his seat. The teacher stood in the front of the class, looking at the students who already did their reports and who didn't. The last person was Alfred. "Mr. Jones, you're the remaining person."

"...I didn't do it..." Alfred mumbled.

"Why not?"

"It was too hard."

"You were assigned The United States of America! Do you know exactly how much information there is? Millions and billions of books, newspaper articles, websites, even songs!" The teacher sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You have exactly one week to do it, and I think even a week is spoiling you, Mr. Jones."

The bell rung quickly after the statement and the students got up from their chairs and rushed to the door and poured out into the hallway. Arthur grabbed his notebooks and ran for the door. Before he could set foot outside the classroom, a firm hand grabbed him by the forearm and pulled him back a little.

"What the he –" Arthur looked back to see Alfred looking at him with a small smile.

"After school, meet me by the quarter. I didn't forget, you know..." And with those words, Alfred let go of Arthur and walked out of the classroom.

"Mr. Kirkland! Go to your next period before you are late!" The teacher warned.

"Y-Yes sir!"

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Arthur had no problem avoiding Alfred the whole day, considering they had different classes. Arthur had all AP classes and Alfred had normal classes, with the exception of his one AP History class. Arthur was now sitting in his last period class, waiting for the bell to ring. 'Only three more minutes,' Arthur thought, tapping his pen on his notebook. Since the lesson was finished, everyone in the class was talking loudly about school or their love-life. Arthur sighed, gazing at the clock with hopes it would ring already.

"Hey Kirkland!" Antonio said as he approached Arthur's desk.

"What do you want you Spanish bastard?" Arthur said, not tearing his gaze away from the clock. One more minute...

"I wanted start a deal."

Arthur lifted his eyebrow then looked at the student standing in front of his desk. "A deal? For what?"

"Keep Francis away from Lovino and I'll make sure Alfred stays away from you." Antonio said, a taunting tone making Arthur aware he knew.

Arthur's eyes widen then he said, "H-How did you know?"

"Really, mi amigo? I saw how you two were looking at each other after your oral report. I saw what happened when the bell rung. Also, Gilbert saw," The bell run and students fled the classroom, but Antonio didn't stuttered as he spoke. "you two last night. He was in a tree trying to catch some tiny yellow bird and make it a pet. He told me that he saw Alfred kiss you and heard what he said."

Arthur froze in his chair. His enemy and ex-boyfriend knew about what was going on. "How are you going to keep him away...?"

"Simple, I'll ask the coach of the football team to hold more practices. They could use it anyway. I know you don't want to answer him today, you acted the same way when I did the same thing to you."

"...So you remember, huh?"

"Of course... mi amor. Do you think I would forget something like that?"

"...I won't do it." Arthur got up from his chair and grabbed a hold of his notebooks and pencil case. "I'm not going to treat him like you... I wouldn't want another enemy." He walked out into the hallway and headed towards his locker. When at his locker, he turned the knob of the lock to input his combination and pulled down when he heard the lock click. He slipped the lock out and opened his locker, putting a few notebooks in the lock and a few in his bag to study from later.

"Should I go meet him?" Arthur mumbled to himself as he finished packing and slammed the locker shut. The Brit walked down the hallway, still contemplating the option of going to the quarter or going to the dorm. Arthur stood at the doors of the exit, looking to his left side then to his right. Dormitories, or Quarter...? Arthur sighed deeply before walking to the left side, following the path to the quarter.

"I can't tell him... I'm not ready..." Arthur mumbled to himself. A few more steps were taken before Arthur began walking on the grass of the quarter. He looked up and saw Alfred leaning against a tree listening to his iPod. He decided to take this chance of distraction and scare the American student, so he walked around the sides of the quarter and walked up behind the tree. Arthur could now hear the song, it was Everybody Loves Me by One Republic. The chorus was already blaring through the headphones and Arthur let out a soft laugh, thinking how Alfred would believe this song is perfect for him. The student snaked his arm around the tree and gripped Alfred's arm, bringing him behind the tree.

"AHH! Whatthehellwasthat?" Alfred shouted as he fell back behind the tree with wide eyes. Arthur let out a heart-filled laugh and said, "You should have seen your face!"

Alfred couldn't hear what Arthur was saying, but he saw that he was laughing and smiled slightly. The student got up and dusted the grass off his back before taking out the ear buds which were now blasting American Idiot by Green Day. Alfred smirked slightly before saying, "Do you think it was funny scaring me?"

"Well by your reaction, yes it was!"

"Oh really?" Alfred began taking steps closer to Arthur, backing him up into a tree. Arthur was against the tree within a few steps and dropped his bag on the ground. He looked up at the teenager whom was over shadowing his body and felt the blood slowly make its way to his cheeks. Alfred smirked then said, "So now that you had a laugh, I think we get to the main point of this meeting."

"...Right."

Alfred took two steps back then stared at the student whom was against the tree. "Well, your answer, Arthur?"

"...My answer... My answer is..."

"If you need more time then – "

"No, no. I don't need more time... My answer is... It's..." Arthur sighed and looked Alfred in the eyes. "My answer is... I don't feel the same about you. I am not interested in guys romatically, and I have absolutely no romantic interest in you."

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Special thanks to my friend Matthew for helping me finish. Writers' Block is the WORST! Anyway, please no more reviews about the doujinshi issue. If you did not understand what I wrote in the beginning, please message me and I will explain. Look forward to another chapter next week.

Also! (Spoiler Alert) I am going to need a girl to take part in Arthur's plan. First person to say they want to be the girl, will get the part. I will PM that lucky person and ask for name and looks. Blah blah blah. OKAY BAI!