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...guys. It's 6AM. I've been up all night writing. welp. Enjoy~
Walking out the building finally, Arthur sighed to himself, readjusting his uniform and frowning down at the ground. He had just came too moments ago in the nurses office, still cladded in his gym clothes and having an aggravating throb pound at his head. To say that he had a reasonable reason for his fainting would be a lie. It boggled at him, making his frown deepen even more at the thoughts flaring about in his mind. The shock still clung to him idly, shaking him back to reality whenever he would travel back to the moment. With seeing Alfred half naked it was surely surprising for him, more than annoyingly thrilling. Even after coming out, Arthur had never really paid any particular attention to certain boys. He would notice them every now and then however never have they been able to bother him this much. Another sigh was pulled from his lips.
After coming too, he snuck out of the nurse's office, stealing back his clothes and quickly changing into them in the bathroom nearby. Now, outside and feeling well rested, he yawned and began walking away, that was until he heard a staggering cry call out from behind him. Looking back, it was to his dismay to see Kiku walking up to him, dry tears fresh on his face, a pleading look taking over the usual lifelessness of his inky ebony eyes.
"A-Arthur-san! Thank god" He cried out once more, finally reaching the Brit and collapsing into his arms. He panted, his face contorting into pain as his ribs screamed at him to stop putting pressure on them. Arthur stared down at his friend, gasping when he finally noticed the nasty bruise forming on his cheek.
"Kiku, what the bloody hell happened to you?" Arthur asked seemingly harsh, yet he spoke softly, reaching out and wiping away a hesitant tear spilling down the Asian's face. Kiku whimpered, leaning his entire weight on the other and sighing out of relief. Arthur could feel him tremble; wrapping his arms around the other, he lifted him off the ground and into his arms, slipping an arm under Kiku's legs so that he wouldn`t fall. Kiku clung on, burying his face into the Briton's shoulder as he held back more tears, the new position causing the throbbing pain to double over and shoot through him.
"Shush, Kiku. Don't cry." Arthur mumbled, holding the other closer to his chest and beginning to walk once more. "Now, tell me what's wrong." Kiku looked up at that, frowning and sniffling softly. He bit his lip, keeping quiet for the most part of their trip out of the academy's campus.
"…Just please, Arthur-san, take me home. I-It's close, so you don't need to worry about the d-distance." Kiku muttered back, leaning his head back on the other's shoulder and sighing, feeling his face flush over. He didn't want to rat Alfred out, even if his best friend was responsible for this. Kiku felt guilty though. Almost like he had brought his injuries upon himself for not coming out to his classmate earlier. Arthur furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion but shrugged, picking up his step and listening to the others directions to his house. For the most of their short walk over, Arthur spent it hushing Kiku and murmuring sweet things to him so he would stop crying. He could feel a gnawing, loud question swirl around in his thoughts, making him try and get out the truth from his friend several times. However whenever this happened he stifled the urge and settled for keeping his eyes straight. It wasn't really his business to know, but it worried him. Who would ever try to hurt Kiku like this; even if they had met only today, Arthur had already managed to deem him affable and kind. Why would someone do this to him?
Several minutes later they finally arrived at Kiku's house; it was huge. It was low to the ground, surrounded by a high fence and multiple trees towering over it. It looked wide, expensive and almost royal like. Arthur gaped at it, merely standing there and admiring how large it was compared to his lot. Kiku blinked, eyeing the foreigner warily before clearing his throat gently. Arthur flushed, looking down and attempting to smile through his embarrassment. He mentally shook himself before shuffling over to the door bell, staring down at it for a moment.
"Um…Kiku could you perhaps…you know, since my hands are sort of full at the moment?" He laughed easily, glancing back down at Kiku and giving a slight, goofy smile. It made Kiku smile back, even though it fell to a grimace as he reached out and pressed the button. A buzzing rang through the air, and then nothing. The two stood there, Arthur waiting patiently and Kiku praying that the right person would come to the door. Suddenly there was a booming; a pair of feet stomping towards them and a slur of unintelligible noises Arthur had to name Chinese from the way it was said. There was the unmistakeable sound of metal clinging against metal and then suddenly the gate was thrashed open, revealing a flush, pouting feminine face. The person's delicate eyebrows were drawn together, their long silk like hair tied high into a messy ponytail on their head. In one of their hands they wielded a ladle, one that was still dripping from sauce. Their face softened completely though once landing on Kiku and Arthur thought he heard a squeak emit from the stranger.
"Er…Tadaima, Aniki." Kiku tripped over his own words, struggling to smile reassuringly at Arthur as his brother began to freak out.
"Aiyah! Kiku, what is the meaning of this aru? Coming home late, in the arms of another man aru? What would James say if he sa-"He stopped in his ramblings as Kiku was finally sat down, his face now exposing the side of where his bruise was placed. His face fell noticeable and they watched as it contorted into calm anger. His brother took a step forward, picking him up daintily and walking inside.
"Hurry inside aru. Whoever you may be, you're welcomed in this home." Kiku's brother called back over his shoulder, barely even looking back at Arthur as he walked into the house, Kiku still securely tucked into his arms. Arthur contemplated whether or not to take up on the man's offer, however simply shrugging to himself later on and walking in, kindly closing the gate behind him. Inside the gate, he gazed around the entrance way, admiring the gardens and ponds lying about it, little shacks and houses stacked up upon each other in the tiny place. It was as if he had stepped into another world or country. Hurrying inside, he frowned and looked down at the line of shoes blocking his way. He slipped off his loafers and stepped inside, only to be blocked instantly by another stranger.
This one had slightly shorter hair than the eldest, but still enough to reach his shoulders. His eyes were a dark, musty brown that looked over Arthur's body comfortably before resting on his thick eyebrows.
"…your eyebrows are like, really thick." He spoke out, a little accent slipping into the words and playing them up. Arthur made a face, glancing up at the others temple and pursing out his lips.
"I wouldn't be talking; yours are pretty bad as well."
"Yeah, but they're not as bad as yours." The other retorted back, smirking. Arthur glared, about to speak when he was interrupted by a loud, blatant voice.
"Leon! Can you please call James aru? I think he should be here!"
"Yeah, sure!" Leon replied back, never once breaking eye contact with Arthur. He bit his lip before holding out his hand and shrugging.
"…My name is Leon, and yours?"
"Ah, I'm Arthur Kirkland." He took the others hand, shaking it lightly and making an effort to smile in greeting.
"Well, Mr. Kirkland, please feel welcomed to make yourself at home." Leon finished off with a curt bow before turning around and walking down the shallow hallway, swinging his hips as he strutted. Arthur raised an eyebrow at the strange boy but dismissed it, finally walking fully inside and down the same hallway, turning into one of the rooms once spotting Kiku in it. His classmate was laid down on a tiny loveseat, his shirt torn off and his head resting on a frilly, purple pillow. His brother sat with his legs folded up beneath him, examining Kiku's injuries intently with a determined look to his face. Kiku turned his face over to smile at the Briton, lazily waving him over. Arthur coughed into his fist, strolling over to the boy's side and looking down.
"How are you feeling?"
"A-Ah, a little bit better. I-I'm not exactly sure of my injuries yet, shikashi I'm sure Yao-nii will know what is damaged, ne?" He replied back, later looking over at his brother and raising his eyebrows. Yao sighed, shaking his head and pulling back his hands.
"Kiku, I'm afraid you might have some broken ribs aru…I can't tell for sure and we'll take you to the doctors later. For now, just rest aru." He spoke softly, reaching out and stroking his brother's head before standing up again. "I'll go get some tea and gather the others up. Don't you dare get up from this couch, okay aru?" He warned, shaking a finger at the boy and smiling. Turning his attention to Arthur, he raised an eyebrow and quirked his head to the side. "Would you like some as well…Um...?"
"M-My name is Arthur, sir. Arthur Kirkland. And yes, some tea would be lovely thank you."
"Shi de. I'll be right back then." Yao spoke out before leaving the two boys alone. They weren't alone for long though, as a pair of thundering footsteps came rushing up to them and two more people popped up from behind the door. One was a petit girl, her wavy, long hair falling far past her shoulders and down her arm. She had a curious expression etched onto her face which easily switched over to shock once seeing Kiku. The second was a tall Korean, his presence almost seemed laughable as his face was pulled into a silly expression, as if trying to mock surprised. The girl screamed somewhat, jumping over and hurdling herself onto Kiku, not cautious of the fact that he was injured.
"Oh my goodness my Kiku, what happened to you?" She cried, holding onto his head to her chest and breathing out heavily. Kiku squirmed, wincing at the pain of being moved suddenly and trying to speak out, failing as he mouth was covered by her hand.
"Shush, Kiku. I'll listen to whatever you have to say."
"That makes no sense, da ze!" The boy commented, laughing and going behind the couch to lean over Kiku. He cocked an eyebrow, taking his finger and poking the bruise. "Ouch, you should probably get that looked at da ze!" Kiku slapped away the finger, finally liberating himself from the girls hold on his mouth and gasping for air.
"I-Im Yong, stop that and Mei-chan, p-please let go, you're sort of hurting me." Mei gasped, dropping Kiku's head back onto the pillow and stepping away from him, accidently bumping into Arthur. She tilted her head at him and smiled cheerfully.
"…And who might this be?"
"He's Arthur-san, m-my friend from school. He sort of carried me over here so…" Kiku trailed off, happy to see Yao return into the room with two cups of hot tea in hand. He handed Kiku one before gingerly handing one to Arthur.
"You saved my Kiku from dying?" Mei squealed, stepping in and hugging Arthur tightly before skipping back over to Im Yong and gushing quietly to him. Arthur cleared his throat, deciding to lean against the wall and watch the room silently. For many moments he stood there, watching bemused at the busy scene in front of him when abruptly there was the door slamming open once more and James rushing in down the hallway, calling out Kiku's name and completely missing the room everyone was in.
"In here!" Kiku yelled out, smiling softly at his boyfriends antics. Running back, James' face looked frantic. He gasped, looking over Kiku and he sprinted over to his love's side.
"Kiku, oh my god, I am so sorry for leaving you like that. I had to, that douche wouldn't let go, and I-I'm sorry." James mumbled, reaching out and grabbing hold onto Kiku's hands with his. He leaned down, pressing sweet kisses to the others knuckles and he shuddered once glancing over at his boyfriends bruised stomach. Kiku pulled up the corner of his lips, smiling at the kiwi and squeezing his hand tightly.
"You don't have to apologize, James-kun. This isn't much."
"Not much? Kiku, this wouldn't of have happened if I stayed with you." James muttered, sinking down until his head rested gently against Kiku's. The room fell silent, everyone paying attention to the couple as they talked.
"Don't talk like that," Kiku mumbled, reaching up and shakily touching the boy's cheek. "I rather I get all the hurt instead of you."
"B-But I hate seeing you like this." James muttered, closing the short distance between them and kissing the others cheek slowly. "…I'm going to Kill Alfred for doing this to you." At that, Arthur blinked and straightened back up, walking away from the wall and to the front of the couch so he could look over the two's conversation.
"J-James-kun, please…"
"He did this to you for a stupid reason, Kiku. He was your friend, why would he do this?"
"I-I don't know…Maybe if I had told you sooner…"
"That wouldn't of have worked, da ze…" Im Yong interrupted, scrunching up his nose and looking over at everyone. "You know how homophobic Alfred is, right? He would've done the same thing either way da ze, even if it was to you, Kiku." He smiled, shuffling over and ruffling his brother's hair before taking his cup of tea away and walking out. "I'll go find Leon da ze~" He yelled over his shoulder and skipping down the hallway quickly. Mei walked over and sat next to Yao, a solemn look on her face.
"W-Wait, Alfred did this?" Arthur finally asked, feeling his lip tremble at the thought of Alfred standing over Kiku and beating him up. Yao looked up from his seat and nodded, sighing and shaking his head.
"…Alfred has been like this since he was young aru. I think even when he met Kiku in kindergarten. It's almost as if he was raised like this aru…" Yao said, taking his hand and pulling out the pony tail. His hair tumbled down past his shoulders, cascading and falling over him like waves. He looked back up at Arthur and made a small, sad smile. "I think it's time I started dinner, will you be staying with us Arthur?"
"A-Ah, no, I will not be attending your dinner tonight. Thank you for offering though, however my mum should be expecting me home anytime now." He replied, carefully placing his now lukewarm tea on a nearby table. He laid his eyes quickly to Kiku and said, "Take care now, Kiku. You too James." Waving goodbye to the rest and he rushed out the door. In the back of his mind he was screaming; Alfred would do that, even to someone he was close too like Kiku. It sent shivers up his spine as he exited the building and shuffled out of the property. He hardly knew Alfred, he just met him today. If the American were to find out about his sexuality, who knows what might happen.
AN; this chapter probably sucked. I'm sorry for being late and such...Please review and tell me what you'd like to see next. Thank you for reading everybody and for the support. Reading some of your reviews made me laugh.
Disclaimer: Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya.