"Tense?" Arthur questioned looking up at Francis. "Why would I be tense?" He asked in a rather rushed voice. Francis chuckled, sitting down.
"I'm guessing from your reactions... you have never seen a fist fight like that." Francis said softly. Arthur looked down and shook his head. Francis smiled. Arthur seemed to be so innocent in his actions.
"We didn't cover fights of that degree." He said quietly. "We covered what to do if student's start fighting amongst themselves. But a teacher..." He trailed off. He struggled to even comprehend the idea that a student attacked a teacher.
"Gilbert was lucky today. Vash sometimes carried a live firearm into school." Francis smiled to Arthur. Arthur's head shot up.
"He sometimes carries a gun?!" He asked alarmed. Francis shrugged.
"He's from Switzerland. To carry a gun with you isn't as strange there as it is here." Francis said. Arthur didn't feel any better. Francis could see Arthur was rather freaked out.
"Do you want me to get you a hot drink?" Francis asked spotting the kettle and some mugs in Arthur's office.
"Tea please." He said. Francis nodded and went over to make him a cup. As he clicked the kettle and waited for it to boil, he tried to calm him down.
"So how is drama going?" Francis asked looking over to him. Arthur let a small smile form on his face.
"It's going really well." He said softly.
"How are the students?" Francis asked as he poured the water into the mug with the tea bag.
"They are really good. Ivan still creeps the hell out of me." He said. Francis chuckled.
"He creeps everyone out, so don't worry about it." He stirred the tea. "Milk and sugar?"
"Milk and two sugars." Arthur said looking over to Francis.
"Any other comments?" Francis asked as he poured in the milk and added the sugar. Arthur nodded.
"Alfred seems to space out a lot. It's really confusing." Arthur said. Francis walked over with the tea.
"Maybe he's not interested in the subject?" Francis suggested, but Arthur shook his head.
"He works really hard in the practical work. He just doesn't seem to be able to focus while I'm teaching." Arthur said slightly frustrated. Francis handed him his tea and stood behind him.
"Sometimes... student's stress us out for no reason." Francis said resting his hands on Arthur's shoulders, starting to massage him. "Or over something really little." Arthur relaxed, leaning back on his chair and closing his eyes. He took a deep breath as he felt Francis massage his shoulders. He felt so good. 'He must of have a lot of practice.' Arthur thought as he drank his tea.
"I'm sure... I could help Alfred." Arthur said softly. Francis smiled down at him. He really was new to this.
"I'm sure you will." Francis chuckled. He happened to look over to the computer. Spotting his own registers on screen. "Have you been checking up on me?"
"Huh?" Arthur said looking over to the computer. "Oh that. I need to ask you something." Arthur didn't see that smirk that crept onto Francis face.
"What would that be?" Francis asked in a slightly seductive way.
"I need your help." Arthur said.
"With what?" A million different things ran through his mind at this point. Arthur was delectable and he wanted him all for himself.
"I need you to accompany me..."
"Where?" Francis almost purred.
"On a school trip with my Drama class." Arthur looking up to Francis. Francis put on a quick smile. Hiding his disappointment, he though Arthur was going to ask for something else. Maybe he would have to do a bit of coaxing to get Arthur to ask for that. "I need another member of staff to go with me. Would you like to come?"
"Sure." Francis smiled. It was a start... kinda. Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good. I promised the class this trip when we started the year. I've been filling out paperwork like crazy. Health and safety and all that." He said relaxing.
"When are you thinking of having this trip?" Francis asked.
"In a few weeks hopefully." Arthur said drinking more of his tea. "Is that okay?"
"Oui." Francis smiled. "I'll have to catch up with you another time. I have a class I must prepare for." And with that quick comment Francis was out the door and on his way to the school toilets. Arthur paused for a moment and thought over the events of today.
"Well at least that's one problem sorted." He said. Going back to the paperwork and typing Francis Bonnefoy under the second staff member.
"So what did Mr Kirkland want to talk to you about?" Matthew asked Alfred as they sat outside. Alfred paused thinking over the event's in the office. Mr Kirkland had noticed him zoning out in lessons.
"He just wanted to make sure I was keeping up with the work and stuff." He said acting as if it was no big deal. Matthew wasn't convinced.
"But you do all your work and had it in. Why would he think you?" Matthew didn't get to finish.
"He said I kept zoning out in lessons. He's worried I'm not paying attention to him." Alfred said with exasperated.
"Well..." Matthew asked quietly. "Are you paying attention?"
"Of course I am!" Alfred said. His brother tilted his head quizzically.
"Then why are you zoning out all the time?" Matthew asked, although he already had a hunch why. Alfred looked to him for a moment before resting his head in his hands. Running one hand through his hair.
"I do attention to him." He said quietly. "I just keep thinking about other stuff."
"Like what?" Matthew asked, shuffling round to sit next to Alfred. He wrapped an arm around his shoulders in an attempt to comfort him. Alfred muttered something that Matthew missed. "I'm sorry I couldn't here you. What did you say?" In which Alfred's response was a louder murmuring of the same garbled words. Matthew wanted to know so trying not to be rude. "Alfred, wh-"
"I think I have a crush on him!" Alfred shouted. Matthew was surprised by his brother's sudden blurt out. But he smiled softly of having suspected it since their first drama lesson of that term. Matthew just smiled and patted him on the back.
"It's okay to like him." Matthew whispered to him.
"But I can't do anything about it." He grumbled. "I don't even know if he is even the slightest bit interested in me." Matthew sighed and stood up.
"Come on, let's get to next lesson. We can talk about this more at home." Matthew said offering his hand to Alfred. Alfred looked up and took it.
"You don't think it's weird to fancy a teacher?" Alfred asked unsure.
"We'll talk about it. But I'm sure it will be okay." Matthew nodded as the pair headed off for their final lessons of the day. Alfred went off to do History while Matthew went off to French.
"Ah..." Francis sighed as he entered the classroom. "Just you again?"
"Oui." Matthew nodded sitting at his desk. Francis smiled. He loved the boy's enthusiasm and the fact he always worked hard. He was also one of the few students who seemed to actually like him. Even if he was a bit jumpy around the others.
"Well..." Francis sat on the edge of his desk. "What do you want to cover today?" He always let Matthew choose what he wanted to do in these lessons. As he was a quick learner and no one else ever turned up. They had covered most of the basics quickly. So he took a more laid back stance with Matthew.
"Monsieur... could we do something different today." Matthew asked feeling himself blush slightly. Francis got off from the desk and moved over to Matthew intrigued.
"What would you like to do?" He asked sitting opposite him, a gentle smile on his face.
"Well...erm..." Matthew blushed even harder. Still unsure if he should ask or not. But since he had brought it up. "I...I want to ask you for some relationship advice." He said quickly. Francis' face lit up like a child at Christmas.
"You really want me to talk to you about that?" Francis asked surprised and flattered by the request. "Are you sure?" He didn't want to get the wrong idea with Matthew. But his student nodded.
"It's help for a friend." He said quietly. Francis smiled and sat down.
"Of course." He nodded sitting down again. "So what is the matter with your friend?"
"Well..." Matthew looked away from Francis' dazzling blue eyes. "They kinda like someone... but they don't know if the other likes them back." He said awkwardly. He wanted to help Alfred later, but he hadn't a clue about relationships himself. So he asked the only person he felt comfortable with asking. Francis smiled at the scenario. It was one of the most classic of all time.
"I'm guessing the friend doesn't want to say their feelings for fear they might be hurt?" Francis asked. Matthew nodded again.
"Is there any ways of working it out?" He asked, still staring intently at the floor. Francis smiled, moving one hand to cup Matthews chin. Gently lifting his gaze to meet his.
"There are ways. But the one involved may not see them for they are too busy daydreaming." He said softly, looking into Matthew's violet eyes. "So I feel you must look out for them."
"Merci." Matthew squeaked. His face now a brilliant scarlet. Francis so wanted to brush his lips against Matthew's and see just how red he could go. But that was the event for another time but not necessarily another place.
"Why don't we just watch a film this lesson. So you can think over things." Francis smiled as he let go of Matthew and moved back to his computer. Finding a French film to put on. He too needed a while to think this over. But also a film meant that he didn't have to do any teaching either. So he could sit at the back of class, sorting out paper work. He could also plan what to do to get Arthur more... in the mood in future.