Arthur straightened himself up, sitting up with his back on the tree. He just had to wait a few more seconds. The Asians surrounded him, glaring down at Arthur. They all had textbooks, scissors, and rulers in hand. Arthur concluded that those were their choice of weapons. Well it was school. Wait, why does Hyung Soo have long switchblade! Arthur was even more terrified.
"H-hey, guys. Not tired by our game of tag?" Arthur laughed nervously, little tears in his eyes. He had to stall, but the Asians were even more pissed when the Brit said a 'game of tag'. "You do realize that we're pretty far from the main buildings, right?" The Asians raised a brow, confused by what Arthur was trying to do. "Plus, you ran here. Lunch is going to end *DING!* now."
When the bell rang, the Asians started looking about themselves. Even though Arthur was so scared, he started relaxing when the Asians started backing off. His plan was working. The Brit knew the Asians were serious about school. The only thing Arthur wasn't so sure about was if they'd really leave.
"Tic toc~" Arthur said in a singsong tone, "It takes a while to get to the buildings." The Brit was definitely taking a risk when he was agitating the Asians. It was worth the chance. "I mean, I'm fine being rep and all, but what about you guys?" The Asians were really starting to panic with each passing second. They wanted to get Arthur back, but at the same time they couldn't be late. Something simple like that and Shin would still give them a heck of a scolding.
"Just get him later!" Jun finally shouted panicky, messing up his hair. Everyone agreed, running towards their classes. Arthur sighed with relief. He was safe... For now... When the Brit looked up, he saw Hong glaring at him from far away, running towards his class after a few more seconds of staring the Brit down.
Arthur stood, rubbing his sore head. After looking at the clock once again, he started heading for his class. The Brit still was a good student, not trying to abuse his leadership position. When the Brit finally made it to class, he prayed that the Asians would forget everything and just leave right after school. He knew full well that they won't anyways...
Yao exited his math class with a sigh. He couldn't pay attention at all. It was all Arthur's fault! Why did he have to fall on him and have all that happen! Stupid European! All during class Yao couldn't stop replaying all that happened. Arthur kissed him and fell on top of him! Baaahh! Yao vigorously shook his head as he sped to his next class; art.
Again, Yao was on his own. Well, he did have last period with Lien, but the teacher had seated everyone by last name and they were separated. Besides seating arrangement keeping the two apart, there was also the fact of a test and Yao partially running out the room when class ended. He didn't want to talk to anyone about happened and was glad he was on his own at the moment.
Yao sat by himself in the front of the room, that was until a brunet Hungarian girl seated herself next to him. The Chinese teen turned to her, wondering why she was sit next to him.
"Yao Wang, right?" She asked while smiling sweetly. Something about the girl made him very suspicious of her. Yao nodded anyways. It would be rude if he didn't.
"Hmm..." The Hungarian looked up and down at Yao, examining him studiously.
"May I help you, Miss aru?" Yao asked nervously. The Hungarian snapped out of her focus, now looking back up at Yao's face.
"Please, call me Elizabeta~" The Hungarian known as Elizabeta said. Yao smiled back, still wary of her. "I just wanted to meet you. I've heard an awfully lot about you, Yao." Now Yao was very wary of her. If Elizabeta heard a lot about him, it was clear that she heard a lot of bad things about him.
"R-really?" Elizabeta nodded at Yao's question. "L-like what aru?"
"Well, that you enjoy beating up 20 guys at once for fun," One mental stab for Yao, "barely know how to speak English correctly," Another stab, "really clumsy, poor, nerdy," another three stabs, "and finally, according to my guy friends, super... pretty." And lastly, the biggest stab of all. Of course, Yao didn't know Elizabeta was lying about the last one. They actually some something else, but he didn't need to know that...
"R-really?" Yao whined. The Hungarian nodded with her eyes closed.
"But I guess my friends kinda are right about you. You really do look pretty, Yao."
"P-please don't call me that aru..."
"Well, look at you!" Elizabeta stood, first playing with the Asian's hair, "You're hair is so soft and silky. And your face," The Hungarian moved to his face, "It's beautifully pale; not a single blemish! Completely smooth and soft!" Yao was getting more and more embarrassed.
"C-could you please stop aru..." Yao said somewhat softly. Elizabeta didn't hear or just ignored him, continuing to talk about the Chinese teen's physical appearance.
"Your eyes are golden, your lips are pearls!" Yao just really wanted this to end. It felt like she was describing a girl, which Elizabeta was doing. "And look at your figure! It's like your perfect!" She said, in Yao's opinion, angrily. "Except, here." Yao froze instantly.
Elizabeta groped him right at the chest.
Yao was used to Yong Soo always doing so, but now a complete stranger! His face was completely flushed. What the hell was she doing!
"You're as flat as a board. Such a shame..." She tsk-ed, shaking her head. Yao tried to stifle up something, Elizabeta's hands still on his chest.
"W-w-w-what are y-y-you doing aru!" He finally managed to say, trying to keep down any anger and embarrassment. Yao couldn't burst out on a girl. Elizabeta looked back to Yao's flushed face, her hands still on his chest like there was no problem.
"What? It should be fine since it's me." The Hungarian said nonchalantly. Since she was a girl and thought Yao was one, she thought it was perfect fine to grope his chest. Yao on the other hand didn't know what the heck she was doing, his eyes bulging open.
"Y-YOU'RE INSANE ARU! THIS WHOLE DAMN SCHOOL'S INSANE ARU!" Yao shouted, but only Elizabeta heard, with an even more flushed expression on his face. He smacked the Hungarian's arms away from him, grabbed his bag and ran off to another desk.
Elizabeta was now left alone, standing there all confused. She was first wondering why Yao was so upset. Was the Chinese teen, whom she still believed was a girl, that embarrassed about her (his) chest size? Actually, Elizabeta had never met a girl about their age with a chest that small. Maybe it was because she (Yao) was Asian...
Another thing that ran into Elizabeta's head was how pretty Yao was. It honestly didn't even look she (he) was trying with her (his) looks! It really pissed the Hungarian off. Hmph! What were the guys even talking about! She's not that hot or great or anything! Elizabeta huffed to herself. She'd been watching Yao for a while in secret and didn't find anything really great about the Asian. The Hungarian huffed again, walking back to her regular seat.
How could he have forgotten? Last period was P.E. and Arthur had class with the Asian guys! They'd surely want to kill him there!
The Brit entered the smelly locker room. Nothing but a bunch of guys throwing their smelly P.E. clothes at their friends and the smell of their sweat. Oh how Arthur just dreaded that... Everything in the guy's locker room was just trashed. As he made his way over to his gym locker, his cousin, Alfred, made his way over to him. The American's locker was next to the Brit's.
"Hey, Man, did the Asians do anything to ya?" Alfred asked, genuinely worried. Arthur sighed, really wanting to forget the whole craziness.
"For now; no. They're just waiting to get me. I can feel it..." As he changed out of his school uniform and into his P.E. uniform, Arthur couldn't help but look around, making sure that no Asians would ambush him. Instead, he found them in their own little corner, changing.
Arthur counted six of them, wondering which one was missing. When the Brit pulled his shirt down over his head, he saw the missing one walk up towards the Asian group. It was Yao. Arthur watched as the older Chinese teen smiled nervously at his friends, talking with them for a bit before gathering his P.E. uniform and heading towards one of the stalls.
"Ya know, with him always doing that, other dudes are really going to think he's a girl who just got mixed up in this class and was forced into this locker room..." Alfred said, also having been watching the Asians. "Yo, Artie! Guess what!" Alfred turned, excitedly waiting for his cousin's guess.
"Will you stop calling me that! It's a horrible name!" Arthur hissed back first. "And what is it?" Alfred smiled ear to ear.
"We're playin' dodgeball today! You're on my team!" Alfred shouted, putting an arm around Arthur. "You, me, Matty, Vash, and Adrian!" Arthur raised a brow.
"Why Adrian? I have no problem with him, but why?"
"I asked and he said he didn't care." Alfred shrugged. "He could be high, but a'well. The dude's tough, Man." Arthur gave his cousin a deadpanned expression before exiting the locker room with him.
When the two walked towards the field, they met up with their team. As Alfred ranted on how they were going to kick ass, Arthur noticed the Asians making their way towards Coach Harley. Binh and Jun had notes in their hands and passed it onto their teacher. The Brit watched has Coach Harley scratched the back of his head, telling the two classes wearing Asians something. The two nodded, starting to run off.
What Arthur didn't know was that they had given their teacher a note to be excused from any major physical activity. Shin was tired and worried about hearing Binh and Jun get beat up on during their P.E. classes, coming home with bruises and bandaids. So now it was just Yao, Kiku, and the first year boys doing all the sporty stuff while Binh and Jun just jogged on the track or something, avoiding any more injuries (during P.E.).
"Hello? Earth to Arthur! Ya home, Man?" Alfred shouted, waving his hand in front of Arthur's face, snapping the Brit out of his curious wonderings.
"Huh? What?" Arthur stuttered, finally turning to Alfred and the others.
"We're team 7." Vash said, keeping a bit of a distance from his team.
"Out of how many teams?" Arthur asked. He wasn't paying attention earlier.
"8," Adrian answered. Arthur sighed, really not wanting to do any physical activity at the moment. He just ran for his life a couple hours ago! Knowing Alfred, he would probably get them near the winning spot meaning for work for Arthur.
"Don't worry, the Asians are team 4. They'll probably get out before they go against us!" Alfred reassured Arthur.
"Out of all numbers, why 4 aru!" Yao complained. He face-palmed, now shaking his head. The number four was a bad number, being close to the word death and all (4 = Sì, Dead = Sǐ). "And I really don't want to play this game. It just gives people an excuse to aim balls at our faces aru..." Yao sighed again, Kiku giving him a reassuring pat on the back.
Coach Harley blew his whistle, getting all the guys' attention. "Okay, you all know the point of dodge ball, so here are the rules; once you're hit, you're out. If a teammate catches a ball, the thrower is not out, but if a teammate is out, they are back in. Head shots are automatic outs; no getting back in until the round is over. No crossing any lines unless getting a ball or you're out. If you catch a ball but fall, you're out. If the ball hits the ground then hits you, don't count! If someone gets hit by a ball and another catches, no outs. If a ball bounces off someone and hits again, both are out! Any questions?" No questions. "Alright, let's play!"
Four teams played at once, meaning the Asians were one of the first to play. They were up again guys who were clearly twice their size. What is it with Europeans being way taller! When the round started, the other team was able to get the three balls faster, already starting to throw them with great force. One ball was aimed for Yong Soo, who dodged it with ease. The other two were aimed for Hong who dodged it was a swift turn. One of the balls was really close to his face. Were they trying to hit him in the face!
It was mostly the first years in offense while Yao and Kiku dodged. Once in a while, someone would get out, but Hong was their catcher so they'd be right back in. Currently, Kiku and Yong Soo were out while the other team only had one person out. Hyung Soo ran out of bound to retrieve a ball while Hong got ganged up on and got out. Now it was just Hyung Soo and Yao. Great...
Well, with three balls currently on the Asian side, the two remaining Asians chucked two of them towards the other side. One got hit while the other dodged. Two against three. Wait, make that one against three. "Hyung Soo!" Yao shouted a bit pissed. Hyung Soo accidentally stepped out of line, leaving Yao.
"Come on, Yao-Hyeong! Avenge us da ze!" Yong Soo cheered! A ball headed towards Yao and while currently distracted by Yong Soo, his 'instincts' kicked in on its own. With a blink of an eye, Yao flipped back, a hand on the ground as he did so. The ball hit the ground first, Yao catching it as it bounced back up at him. The Chinese teen quickly threw the ball back, hitting and getting the same person who threw it, out.
"Aw crap..." Hong said to himself as he watched Yao. He knew his brother was trying to hold back the whole time, but as soon as he was caught off guard, things start going downhill.
As soon as Yao threw the ball, another came his way. The Chinese teen jumped back a bit, letting the ball hit the ground again. It bounced off the floor and once it reached the perfect height, Yao's eyes changed again. He jumped, spun, and kicked the ball back. The ball flew by the first person, but hit the second right at his chest. The ball bounced off him, sending him to the floor while hitting the other person's shoulder. Both were down in one kick of a ball.
"Gāisǐ." Yao cursed once he composed himself and realized what he did. The Chinese teen turned to his friends and saw their versions of worried/nervous looks on their faces. Yao smiled nervously back, knowing he was going to get a scolding by Hong and maybe Kiku. In the background:
"Coach! That's got to be against the rules or something!"
"Yeah! You can't kick the ball like that!"
"Was the ball thrown then kicked while still in the air?" Coach asked sternly.
"Well no, but-"
"Then it's fine! Grow some backbone you five!"
Alfred listened into the complaining five, then turned to his team. "We got some serious Asians." He grinned excitedly.
"Who'd a thought an Asian girl getting mixed in this class would be so good..." Adrian commented, watching Yao get scolded by Hong. Vash nodded with agreement while Alfred and Matthew stared at them blankly. Arthur was also watching the Asians, not listening to his team mates at all. He really couldn't believe what he just saw. Arthur gulped, really hoping not to go against them.
The next round went by pretty fast. Since Alfred, Adrian, and partly Vash were all on the same team, the round ended with all five of them still standing. Alfred was obviously disappointed, wanting more of a challenge. The American kept on complaining to the Brit, who did nothing in that round, that he wanted to go against the Asians really badly. Arthur just pinched the roof of his nose, clearly annoyed by Alfred's whining. The two walked by the Asians, both overhearing their conversations.
"Can't we just lose on purpose aru?" Yao whined. He really didn't like sports, even if he was pretty well at it.
"No!" The first years simultaneously answered. The three youngest boys loved physical activities such as this!
"Yao-San, it's for a grade. Just remember that." Kiku added while Yao mumbled something about being too old for this. That was just absurd! He was only 18!
Another round later and the last two standing were of course Alfred's team, and the Asians. The Asians had to make sure to keep Yao away the ball though ("I can control myself aru!"). Each side were nervous and excited, filled with adrenaline. On the Asian side, it was Yao and Kiku who were nervous, the first years all ready and pumped. On the other side, Alfred, Adrian, and Vash were ready with Arthur and Matthew not as much...
And the whistle blew.
you will see what what the Asians have in store or Arthur~ +w+ te he he~ studious Asians... sorry if i offend anyone! especially that whole 'chest size' thing. hey, i'm small too roflmao! How do i know the guy's locker room smell? my PE teacher made the girls walk through it to get to the back gym cuz the girls' locker room was locked. it really was kinda gross... no worry, not guys were changing or anything! kukuku, Yao turned dark~ i love comparing Yao to dragons and all that if you couldn't tell~ Please excuse grammar, spelling, and/or language and reviews are loved~ thanks for 124 reviews and 6171 hits!
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