Even though Yao had left his house upon weird circumstances, Arthur had thought everything would go back to normal. Sadly, he was wrong. Normal was far from it. For some reason, Arthur couldn't stop thinking about the Chinese teen, wondering about him. His harsh exterior giving off coldness, but really, he's really nice and caring.
No matter how much Arthur wanted to get him out of his head, Yao always seemed to pop back up ever since his last tutoring session with Peter. It's been happening for quite a while now. The Brit found himself trying to always talk to him, be next to the Chinese teen. Sadly for Arthur, Yao seemed to feel the opposite about him.
Every time Arthur tried to talk to him, Yao ran off. He was avoiding the British teen. Even in English where they sat next to each other, Yao would try his best to avoid eye contact with Arthur. Arthur felt many things about how Yao was avoiding him. Irritated, somewhat hurt, self conscious, but mostly curious.
"Do you two know where the Asians sit for lunch?" Arthur found himself asking Francis, Alfred, and a forgotten Matthew. He was looking almost all around campus, but couldn't find them anywhere. Arthur believed that Yao couldn't avoid him if he was already sitting in a group. But why was he going through all this effort to see him?
"Why do you ask?" Francis asked back, a brow raised. When realization stuck him, the French teen smirked at the British teen, adding to his previous question, "Looking for Yao, mon ami ((my friend))?" Arthur's cheeks started to tint pink, which he was unaware of. "Hon hon hon~ I think we both know that Yao has been avoiding you all week. As your friend, I advise you to just give it up. Save the embarrassment, Arthur." Francis really did believe he was helping out his British friend, but Arthur only started blushing more.
"W-w-what? I don't know what you're talking about!" Arthur sputtered, obviously lying. "I-I just needed to talk to them about official school stuff!" Francis and Alfred turned to each other, giving the other knowing smirks about Arthur. Alfred started laughing, standing up from his spot.
"Quit your jabbering, Cous'. We all know you're lying here." Before Arthur could shout back anymore nonsense, Alfred started walking towards the second year building. "They have lunch on the second year roof. I see them head up there once in a while." He said with a grin and thumbs up. Arthur warily followed behind his American cousin, Francis and Matthew doing the same.
As the four guys walked towards the building and up to the roof, Alfred and Francis started giving Arthur tips about flirting, relationships, and 'getting the girl'. Or in this case, boy. Although, Francis, and practically the whole school, did still believe Yao was a girl... As for Arthur's response towards their 'helpful' advice, the Brit just cursed at them, threatening them with fake deeds, but mentally keeping note of the ones he found that may be useful.
"What are you guys still doing here?" Arthur shouted once they reached the top floor, just remembering that they were there.
"We're here to back you up, Man!" Alfred shouted, striking his hero pose. Arthur just gave him a deadpanned stare.
"I'm here to lend my support," Francis explained, blowing a random air kiss to Arthur. The Brit's deadpanned stare shifted towards Francis, a new vein on his head matching. He knew that the two were just there to watch and laugh at whatever and he was right, too.
Arthur opened the last door at the end of the hallway above a mini flight of stairs that led towards the roof, Alfred and Francis following (and of course Matthew, too). Before he walked out, Arthur stood there, hearing the Asians out there talking.
"Yao-Ge! Get up! I need help with this question!" Arthur heard Mei shout.
"I'm tired~" Yao whined. He was lying on the floor, looking up at the sky and about to take a nap. "Go ask Kiku aru."
"W-what?" Kiku stuttered quickly. Mei didn't hear him at all. She was instead, trying to get Yao up.
"Get up your lazy butt and help me!" Mei whined back. Yao sighed, sitting back up as Mei crawled over to him, her homework in hand.
"And the clouds were so pretty aru..." Yao pouted, reading over Mei's question. "Why didn't you ask for help last night?" He asked as he read the question.
"I got it today and didn't want to do it as homework. So help me now!" Yao sighed again. He swore Mei only asked him for help and not anyone else. As Yao explained to Mei about her homework, no one noticed that Arthur and the others were watching, except for one quiet Korean.
Hyung Soo couldn't help but just watch the door from the corner of his eye. He heard the door open, but didn't hear it shut. As he watched, Hyung Soo started to hear more talking and whispering over by the door.
"Will you stop pushing, bloody git?" Arthur hissed at Alfred.
"Well why don't you just go out there?" He hissed back. Francis sighed at the two cousins bickering. He really just wanted to have a quick laugh while still helping out his friend. To speed things along, Francis 'accidentally' pushed a certain Brit out into the open.
"Bloody-!" Arthur yelped, regaining his balance. When he suddenly realized he was out in the open, Arthur turned his head to where the Asians where. The Brit turned bright red, embarrassed to see the Asians blankly staring back at him. Arthur swore on his mother's grave that he was going to get the snickering French and American back for this.
The silence on the roof top with noticeable thick. The whistle of the wind was easily heard. When Arthur looked over at the one he came to see, he saw him also looking back at him, but just for a second. Yao's head shot away right when their eyes made contact. His cheeks were slightly pink and his eyes were glaring at the ground. Not the best sign...
Realization finally dawned on Arthur; the biggest flaw in his plan. Since Yao would be in his usual group, which he is in now, Arthur would have to talk to him with them around! Why didn't he realize this sooner, why?
Watching silence continue on was really getting boring, so Francis and Alfred finally decided on stepping out, making this even worse for Arthur in his opinion.
"Sup, Asian dudes!" Alfred said enthusiastically, a hand up as a hello.
"We would just like a word with Yao, please." Francis added with a smile. Each of the Asian turned to Yao for a second, turning back to the westerners once the second passed.
"What for?" Hong asked.
"That is a very good question. Why don't ya send Yao over here and-" Alfred started, getting cut off.
"And if we don't?" Hyung Soo growled. It was clear that they didn't want Yao to go over to them, but the Chinese teen stood up, making his way over to them.
"Yao?" Lien called. Yao turned back to them with a small smile, assuring them it was fine, then turning back forward.
"Yes?" Yao asked once reaching Arthur and the others. Before the Brit could say anything, Alfred popped up, putting his arm around his cousin's shoulders.
"Hey, Yao! I'm sure you met cranky ol' Arthur here!" Yao took a half step back, a bit overwhelmed by the American's enthusiasm. Before he either Yao or Arthur could even blink, Francis popped up besides Yao, snaking his arm around him once again. The Asians watching confusedly from the distance.
"Arthur here may not be as gorgeous or fantastic as yours truly, but he is still... Something!" Yao looked at Francis with a raised bow, then turned to Arthur. The Brit was bright red, sputtering out nonsense.
"Will you two get out of here!" He yelled, waving his arms for emphasize. "Shoo! Shoo!" Alfred and Francis snickered, walking behind Arthur, still staying to watch. "Eh-hem," Arthur cleared his throat, regaining himself. When he finally looked towards Yao, the Brit instantly froze. What was he going to say? He can't just ask why he was avoiding him, everyone was right there! Why must they be around...? "H-hello, Yao." Well there's something to start with. A bit stupid, Arthur thought.
Alfred and Francis were just dying to laugh even just a little. At the same time, Arthur's embarrassment was just killing the two. They really wanted to help, honest! Arthur still was their friend and cousin.
Taking actions into his own hands, Francis walked up behind Arthur. Yao noticed this, but not the Brit. The French teen whispered some tips in his ear causing the Brit to heat up again. Arthur turned to Francis with a glaring stare. Like hell he was going to following that advice. The French teen just smiled back. Yao stared at the two Europeans warily.
Francis continued smiling, his eyes closed. "Come on, Arthur. Don't go glaring at me~" He pushed Arthur to look towards Yao, but sadly, with his eyes close, Francis didn't quite know where he pushed his friend and how much force he used. Alfred was laughing at first, but instantly stopped when Francis pushed Arthur. The French teen was aware of this and turned to the silent teen. "Alfred?" The said teen's eyes were huge and he was speechless, which both rarely happened.
The French teen turned back around seeing all the Asians' horrified expression. What was going on? Silence was thick again and everyone looked absolutely mortified. When Francis finally turned to where everyone was staring at, he too went silent with gaping eyes.
Oh dear god...
Apparently, when Francis pushed Arthur, he pushed the Brit onto Yao. Arthur had lost his balance and his lips planted right on top of Yao's. The Chinese teen was able to keep his balance by standing on his leg that he'd just stepped back with. Both teens were frozen, eyes huge and blushing madly. Sadly, Yao couldn't keep up the weight of both himself and Arthur, and before anyone could blink, they went crashing down.
THUMP!
Everyone looked away with a wince and slowly returned their gaze towards Arthur and Yao. What they saw was even worse than before.
Yao groaned a bit from the pain of falling on his back. He sat himself up a bit on his elbows and blinked his eyes open. When he finally opened his eyes, Yao saw Arthur looking down at him, face glowing like a new year's lantern. It seemed that Arthur was able to land on his hands and knees with Yao right under him.
For a few seconds, Yao just stared back up at Arthur. Their faces were just inches apart. Then, it finally clicked to him the position they were in. Now his cheeks were heating up.
"YAO (Ge, San, Hyeong)!" With the shout of the Asians, Alfred quickly picked up his cousin, looping his arm under his and dragging him back. Good thing Alfred thought fast or else Arthur wouldn't been murdered right there because the Asians were now sprinting for the Chinese teen lying on the floor.
"Yao! Yao! Are you okay? Yao!" Lien was shouting to Yao, shaking his shoulders. All the Asians surrounded him, but Yao just continued looking up at where Arthur was in complete daze.
With Arthur, Francis was doing the same, Alfred still holding him like before. "Arthur! Mon dieu! Arthur! Wake up, mon ami!" The said Brit was also in daze. Arthur started blinking, snapping out of his fazed status much to Francis's and Alfred's relief. He stood back up on his own.
"WHAT THE BLOOD HELL DID YOU DO, YOU ARSEHOLE, FROG?" Arthur shouted, grabbing Francis by his shirt collar. Well, there's the Arthur they both know and love...
At the same time, Yao was starting to come back to his senses. His blush was still visible on his face. His first kiss... "Oh thank god you're fine!" Lien shouted, grabbing onto Yao with a hug. She was followed by Mei, Binh, and Yong Soo.
"I-I'm fine aru... I think I'm going to go to class early aru..." Yao stood, stiffly walking away. When he walked past the westerners, he used his hand to block his view of them, avoiding eye contact. This didn't stop them from watching Yao leave. The door was heard shut and the westerners all turned to the Asians, freezing right instantly.
Hong ran up to them, nearly kicking Arthur in the face. He was lucky he ducked or else Hong could've broken his nose. The one miss didn't stop the younger Chinese teen from trying again and again. Arthur was however pretty slick, but he was running out of breath. When he landed with his butt on the floor, Arthur saw Hong glaring down at him.
"Get up, Arthur!" He heard Francis shout. "Run!" With that, he shot up and ran for the door. Behind him, Arthur heard,
"GET HIM DA ZE!" Arthur ran through the door and in the hallways of the building. Behind him was a mob of angry as hell ninja Asians, all dead set on murdering the Brit. Even Binh was running after him!
Running for his dear life, Arthur reached the stairs, jumping down one flight of stairs after the other. He was amazed he didn't break his ankle or anything. When he reached outside, Arthur could've sworn he heard a couple girls squeal because their skirt flew up or something. The Brit only ignored it, still running away from murdering Asians.
"Hey look, it's Arthur." Tino said when seeing Arthur run towards them. The other Nordics turned to where Tino was pointing, but missed Arthur by a mile. Right when they turned, the Brit ran right past them.
"There he goes..." Berwald said. They all were still looking at where he was before.
"Hey look! Asians!" Marcus pointed out. The anger in the Asians' eyes were noticeable, so all the Nordics took a step back, not wanting to get harmed.
"Should we help?" Tino asked with a head tilt when the Asians passed. The others just watched as the Asians chase after Arthur and thought about it for a second.
"No." Niklas and Emil said simultaneously.
As Arthur continued running, he flew past the Vargases, Belschmits, and Antonio. "Woah man! Where's the fire?" Gilbert shouted to him, but Arthur only ran past him. "Oi! I'm talking to you!" The East German added.
"I think he's busy, Bruder." Ludwig said, putting a hand on his older brother's shoulder. Gilbert turned and saw what the other three were looking at; a mob of angry ninja Asians.
"HOLY SHIT!"
"Ve~ What are they doing, Fratello?" Feliciano asked his brother, Lovino.
"How the fuck am I supposed to know?" Lovino only growled back. Antonio started patting his head, chuckling, which aggravated he Italian. "What're you laughing at, Tomato Bastard!"
"Ludwig, look! It's Kiku! Ciao, Kiku!" Feliciano waved at the Japanese teen, but he was sort of busy at the moment to notice.
Honestly, Arthur was running out of steam, but he knew the Asians were right behind him. He had to pick up his pace! Sadly, in front of him, Arthur noticed Ivan walking perpendicular to him, the Baltics plus Felik were behind him. When the Russian noticed Arthur running towards him, he stopped and smiled, waving to the rushing Brit. Aw crap! Arthur was just as freaked out by him as he was terrified of the Asians.
Arthur made a 180, trying to avoid Ivan. Lady luck was not shining on his today because there the Asians were, catching up behind him. Arthur made another 180, this time noticing Ivan's dark aura. Avoiding both Ivan and the Asians, Arthur finally made a 90 degree turn and went running from there.
"Asians for funny, da?" Ivan chuckled as the Asians run past him.
"This is why I don't want them in my play, Tori!" Feliks pouted, flipping his hair. Toris sighed.
"Did you like your lunch, Bruder?" Lili asked her older brother, Vash. Before the Swish teen could answer, he leaped back, pulling Lili with him. Right then, Arthur come by, too out of breath to apologize. Vash asked his younger sister if she was fine and she nodded. Before they continued on walking, the Asians sprinted by. Lili yelped a bit do to her skirt flying up a bit.
Seeing his younger sister's small distress, Vash pulled out a pistol from his book bag. The Swish teen aimed it at the Asians. How dare they put Lili in the slightest of distress! "I warned you guys already about disturbing our school..." Vash whispered to himself. Before Vash could even put his finger anywhere near the trigger, Lili jumped in front of his gun.
"No!" She sternly said, making Vash bring his gun down.
"Lili!"
"Bruder, Mutti ((mom)) grounded you for a month the last time you pulled the trigger at school!" Lili reminded her brother. She was worried for both her brother and the Asians. Vash sighed, putting his pistol away. He couldn't go against his younger sister.
"Damn lucky Asians..."
Arthur continued running for dear life. He was getting tired really quickly. The Brit had to think of a plan that would make the pissed Asians stop even for a while. He looked at the giant analogue clock post in the center of the courtyard he ran into. Arthur noticed that lunched ended in a few minutes. Wait, that's it!
Luck shined on him for only a second for Arthur wasn't paying much attention to his running. The Brit tripped on his own feet, rolling and tumbling until he hit a tree. Blinking his eyes open from the pain, Arthur saw he was upside-down and saw the Asians starting to surround him. Shit...
SORRY FOR LATENESS N CLIFF HANGER! got distracted with hetalia MADs and korean stuff. man, such... freaky n sad dramas QAQ... n e ways! hope u enjoy like 3000 words! the week of nightmares will happen! just not this week... i think its a big too early but it will happen! i rly don't know what i'm writing n e more... TT^TT and sadly, aint gonna reach my goal but hey, more chapters right? forgive grammar, spelling, and/or language and reviews are loved!
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