Warning; This story will contain violence, smut, coarse language and homophobic behavior. Please keep in mind that this is all fictional and that the author doesn't approve of such antics. You have been warned. Please keep all this in mind as you read.
Guys...Why so many reviews! and on the first chapter! I'm flabbergasted. Pfft. I love them all, thank you so much for commenting on my story. Oh and btw I wrote this at 3:30 AM, so please dismiss any spelling mistakes or misplaced grammar you may see. Just a warning~ Enjoy~
Strutting into the class room, Alfred F. Jones was instantaneously ambushed by calls and greetings. He eased back into his customary smirk, advancing forward as he waved at others, smoothly winking at a few pretty ladies and finally taking his seat in the far back. He slumped forward, sighing contently and crossing his forearms behind his head as a cushion. He leaned back dangerously far on his chair, kicking out his feet and resting there for a moment. He inhaled leisurely before cracking open one eye and tapping an other with his foot.
"Yo~ Kiku man, what's up?" He called out, grinning childishly as one of his best friends turned around to greet him. The apprehensive Asian gradually pulled his eyes from the manga situated in his hands, catching the boys gaze and smiling softly in return.
"Good morning to you too, Alfred-kun. What's got you in such a good mood?" He asked softly, holding his page with his thumb and leaning forward as to make conversation with the other. Alfred shrugged, chuckling weakly as he flickered his eyes across the small classroom.
"Um, nothing much. Just being myself as usual." Kiku pursed out his lips, seemingly taking in the response carefully before retorting back.
"I have heard that there is a new student. Perhaps you have had the chance to welcome them already?"
"Dude, you have no fucking idea how awesome this guys accent is!"
"Is he British?"
"Hell yeah he is! How did you know?" He laughed, kicking off his chair and sitting back down properly, cupping his face with his hands and giggling. Kiku laughed quietly, giving an knowing look to his friend.
"I will never understand your fetish with accents, Alfred-kun. Never have I met someone so keen on meeting foreign people." Kiku teased lightly, continuing to laugh behind his hand. Alfred gave a poorly done pout, tilting his head to the side to emphasis his look.
"Hey, they're amazing and you know it!" The two shared another laugh, enjoying their moment together as the two never got to see each other as much as they used too.
"Um..H-Hey there, Kiku." A boy mumbled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck as he attempted to walk past causally. Kiku turned around swiftly, sending a smile to the other.
"Hello there, James-kun..." He breathed out, his smile growing wider across his face when James flushed lightly. While the two were busy talking, Alfred frowned, leaning back once again in his chair and looking over the Kiwi. The boy was obviously taller than Kiku, but not by many inches. His hair curled in cute little twists at the side of his head, his eyes wide and bright with a grassy green. His eyebrows were thick but light from the blond and the other carried a sort of presence that drew people in. The smile faded somewhat as James finally tore his gaze away from Kiku and he nodded at Alfred.
"Good morning to you too, Alfred." Alfred cocked an eyebrow before grunting and turning his head to the side. James shared a look of confusion with Kiku before excusing himself as he went to go catch up with his Twin, William. With puffed out cheeks, Kiku hastily threw a soft glare at his friend, reaching over and poking the teenagers arm.
"And what was that about?"
"Tch...I don't like that guy. There's something about him that's queer, I know there is." Alfred muttered, leaning back in and taking the others head in his hand. He turned Kiku's head back onto the Kiwi's direction, scrunching up his face at the thought. "Sure, he's cool and all, but just look, and I mean look, Kiku. Don't you see it?"
"No, I don't see anything at all." Kiku said hurriedly, biting down on his lip as Alfred's hold got a little bit tighter.
"Are you hiding something from me that I should know...?" Alfred accused lightly, letting go of his best friends head and crossing his arms stubbornly. Kiku winced and rubbed his head, turning back around and cocking a thin eyebrow.
"I don't know. Do you know something that I should know of about not letting you know about something?"
"Okay, Kiku, you need to lay off these Asian jokes, they aren't funny." Alfred countered back, though a measly looking smile lifted up the corners of his lips. Kiku sighed, shaking his head and beaming back at the American. Shortly after they went back to their common routine, Kiku leafing through his manga and Alfred resting before class. That was until a certain Brit entered the room, looking frazzled and little more than nervous undeterred by a inadequate little grimace glued to his lips. Alfred gave a frivolous gasp, knocking his chair back and shaking Kiku's shoulders out of excitement.
"Dude~! Look!" He whispered, pointing out the new student as he jumped up and down. Kiku squinted and gaped.
"Alfred-kun...I can see his eyebrows from here!"
"I know, isn't that fucking hilarious?"
Kiku aimlessly gave a chuckle, glancing behind at the American and flashing a silly look. "Well..He appears to be...intriguing at least. Why don't you call him over?" He suggestive coyly. Alfred nodded before lifting his hands high above his head and screaming out, "YO, ARTHUR!" to the Briton. Several people looked back, shocked at the sudden exclamation. Alfred watched bemused as Arthur stuttered in place before frowning and stalking over to the back. Once there, Arthur wandered his eyes down to the Japanese boy, his glare breaking shortly at the others face.
"Um, Mornin' to you two gentlemen." The Briton spoke in a monotone voice, beginning to glare once more as Alfred failed to hide his laughter.
"Yo, Artie. Did you manage to get rid of the pervert all by yourself?" He spoke in between chuckles, covering half of his face with his hand and shaking his head. Arthur felt his eyes narrow defensively however he kept his voice from showing any of his real emotions.
"Yes, Francis finally left me be once we headed inside." He answered, crossing his arms and trying not to shudder as Francis' warning came screeching back at him. He wanted to keep away from Alfred as much as possible, but so far it didn't seem to be working.
"G-Good morning to you too, sir." Kiku replied back somewhat belated. "My name is Honda Kiku, shikashi you may call me Kiku if you wish. It is a pleasure to meet you." Arthur was taken aback by the others manners, slightly shocked to see the Asian bow in place to finish off his greeting. Clearing he throat, Arthur gave a curt bow back, forcing a smile to appear as he talked to the other.
"Ah, the pleasure is all mine, I can assure you. Name's Kirkland. Arthur Kirkland. Just transferred here from England."
"I can tell, your accent is rather obvious, I should say." Arthur chortled once, nodding at the boys comment.
"As far as I can tell you're not from here either. Tell me, is it China?" He guessed, taking a seat across from Kiku and leaning his head against his hand.
"Iie. I am from where the sun raises; Japan is my home. I came here rather involuntarily. My parents shipped me out here so I could get a better chance at education."
"I wish I could say the same. Moved here for a job offer, believe it or not."
"You don't say..."
"Guys, this is probably the most boring-est conversation to ever cross Le Monde Academy." Alfred added in, biting his lip to prevent anymore giggles from passing. Arthur looked over and glared at the other while Kiku merely shook his head sadly.
"Alright everyone, take your seats!" The teacher's booming yet lethargic voice called out as they waltzed into the room, their beady little eyes watching as teenagers scurried off to find their seats. Arthur thought anxiously for a moment about getting up and finding his seat, but deemed it useless as all the seats were already taken by the time he stood up.
" Mr. Kirkland, I understand that you may be curious and extremely confused seeing as it is your first day here, but clearly I said take your seats." The teacher called out, sneering and burning his gaze onto the others forehead. Arthur frowned, reaching up and covering his up eyebrows in defense as he sat back down.
"My apologizes, sir..." He could hear Alfred snickering behind him and flashed him the bird, lingering there until he heard no more laughter. Smirking to himself, he tried to pay attention to the teacher only to have his chair tapped over and over again by someone behind him. He growled lowly, turning around quickly only to catch Alfred's gaze.
"Hey~" He whispered teasingly, giving another heart stopping grin and causing the Briton's face to flare up.
"What is it, you sniveling little git?"
"The fuck does that mean?"
"Dismiss the urge to look that up, I beg of you... What is it, I'm trying to pay attention." He murmured back roughly, checking over his shoulder once to make sure that the teacher didn't notice them talking. Alfred gave a juvenile laugh, covering it up with a cough quickly as to not bring any unwanted recognition to them.
"Just wanted to let ya know that you should totally come chill with me and my buds today at lunch. I can show you around the place, if ya want." Arthur huffed, straightening up his back and craning his neck back slightly.
"Thank you for the offer but I'm rather fine without your assistance."
"Aw, come on~ You'd be lucky to be seen with me." Alfred whined softly, returning to kicking the others chair. Arthur could feel his fists tightening up from frustration. He didn't want to turn down the eager American for several reasons. Some being mostly out of fear of being figured out but he shook himself inwardly. Turning back around he bore his sour gaze onto the other and shrugged.
"Fine. D-Don't expect me to be happy about this or anything..." He turned back around, simmering down further into his seat and sighing, mostly at himself.
"Sweet~" He heard Alfred chuckle behind him. He closed his eyes and tried to keep his heart at its normal pace; this was going to be harder than he thought.
AN; Have you guys ever had comfort clothes? It's sort of like comfort food. I just got these new sweaty pants and DEAR LORD I LURVE THEM. I lost weight though, so they're like...two sizes too big for me. I don't care, because it adds to their comfy-ness.
R & R please! I love hearing what you guys have to say! And I'm sorry there isn't much developement in the story as of now. aj;goeaoio;as There will be soon, I promise! Just be patient; I have plans for this story. -evil laughter-
Disclaimer: Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya.