Chapter Four

A/N: So guys~ Back with another chapter :3 I hope you enjoy this one~~ Oh and... I HAVE THE POWER! MWUAHAHAHAH HAHA HA haha... ha .. haaaaa. I'm done ...XD

elizabeta H. Austria- ;n; I sorry it had to be done for the sake of the story!

HalcyonHermit- Yes, children can be rather demented o-o but anyways yeah I promise you'll enjoy it~ (I hope :3) Sorry for cutting him short, I wish he could've been alive longer but nope. And thanks for the support~~ -^^-

a living hell- Yeah, I sowwy about Mattie ;n; But thank you for the praise~ :D I hope you enjoy this chapter~~

Chayton (Guest) - You're welcome~ And you too darling~

Thanks to LemonBlast and La Rose Enchainee for favoriting and following the story~ It really means a lot to me

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Arthur was stuck in that damned crawl space for what felt like hours on end, pissing the Brit off. Soon enough he heard mutters coming from outside and jumped to attention, backing up against the back wall of the hollowed out tree trunk. The light blinded the blonde, making him squint and shield his eyes with his arm, "This is Arthur? He's a shrimp." a voice muttered.

"Ve, Fratello that's not nice!" another voice scolded, grabbing Arthur's arm and dragging him out, hugging the Brit tightly, "Appologize to Arthur now!"

An Italian man with brown hair stood in front of Arthur, his arms crossed and his mouth set in a firm grimace, "Like hell I'm apologizing to a tea drinker."

The man holding him spun Arthur around and smiled brightly, "Ve, I'm sorry about fratello~ He apologizes~"

"Hey I didn't say that!" The one called Fratello shouted.

The auburn man continued to smile, "Well, we better go somewhere safe~ Come on Arthur~"

Arthur tore away from the Italians surprisingly strong grip, "W-wait just a blasted minute! I barely know you! How do I know you're not working with the red king?! Mathew said to stay put and I'm not going anywhere with you!"

The twins looked at each other before the darker hair one looked straight into Arthur's eyes, "You don't know?"

Arthur furrowed his eyebrows as he shook his head, "Know what?"

The aubrun haired twin gasped as he hugged himself, "V-Ve, I thought he'd know..."

The taller nodded with a snort, "Yeah.."

"Know what?!" Arthur shouted, at his wits end for riddles and all that nonesense.

The brown haired Italian sighed as he rested a hand onArthur's shoulder, "Mathew's dead."

Time seemed to stand still as the news hit him, he stumbled back, the tree catching him, "What... that, that can't be true.."

The auburn haired Italian burst into tears as he hugged the Brit tightly, "I'm sorry Arthur! But it's true! And now Gilbert, Angus, Allistor, and Luddy are captured!" he sobbed, clinging tightly to the English man.

Arthur felt tears slide down his cheeks as he held the emotional man in his arms, the sour faced Italian looked around awkwardly. Rustling of bushes caught the brown haired Italians attention as he watched another brunette step out, donned in blue and white armor. The knight like character muttered a few words to the stronger Italian as they left the other two to weep.

Soon enough the two stopped crying and the aubrun haired man began to rapidly chatting with the newly arrived man. Arthur rubbed his face with his hands as he felt a soothing rubbing on his shoulder, he looked up and noticed the brunette Italian, "Hey, keep your tears in, you'll need them for the battle."

"Battle?"

The Italian nodded, "Yeah, we're going to war soon enough. But we need more soldiers. Anyways, I'm Lovino Vargas, the idiota from before is Feliciano, my stupid brother." he pointed to the kight, "And that's Antonio Carrideo, the white kings general."

Arthur nodded as Antonio made his way to Arthur, smiling a bit sadly, "Hello, I'm Antonio, it's a pleasure to meet you. It's a shame we have to meet on such terms."

Arthur nodded and held out a hand, "Arthur, well it seems everyone knows who I am, likewise."

Antonio gave a smile before turning to Lovino, "When will he be ready?"

Lovino snorted, "Realistically? Never, idealy, he's as ready as he can ever be."

Arthur turned to the Italian, "Ready for what?"

Feliciano smiled, "Well you're going to help us by freeing Angus, Allistor, Luddy, and Gilbert."

Arthur gawked at the trio, "No way! I can't do that! At least not without preperation of some sort!"

Antonio sighed, "Sad to say that you have no choice on when you're ready. You need to be ready now."

Arthur shook his head, "I-I'm not at all ready!"

Lovino grabbed Arthur's arm, "Antonio, I want to save those idiots as much as anyone, but we need to be tactical about this! We can't send him in there without some sort of weapons training."

Antonio let out a strained sigh, "Fine, two weeks he'll train, then no backing out." he turned and made his way through the forest.

Feliciano smiled at the Brit, "Don't worry Arthur, you'll be ready~ And don't worry about big brother Antonio, he's just stressed out~" he walked off, followed by Lovino and finally Arthur.

'Dear lord what have I gotten myself into?' Arthur asked himself as he trudged behind the trio.

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Arthur gawked at the rather large building, in awe at it's beauty and structure. Lovino snorted, "Close your mouth bastard or you'll swallow a fly." Arthur blushed and shut him mouth, jogging up to the others.

"It's bloody amazing..." Arthur muttered in awe.

Antonio smiled, "Well this is the white castle after all."

Arthur nodded, looking over to the many rows of rose bushes, the color of the petals alternating between blue and white. He looked up to see a fountain sculpted in the form of an angel, who held a vase as water trickled out. Arthur had been so stunned by the angels beauty he had to stop and soak it all in. Lovino looked up at the fountain, "That's Joan, the king's former wife."

Arthur looked over to Lovino, "What happened to her?"

Lovino sighed, "Well, after the king died she refused to eat anything, refused to talk, refused to live. Eventually she withered away and died, so we built this in memorial of her."

Arthur examined Joans face and sighed, "She was very beautiful."

Lovino chuckled, "The real thing put's this to shame."

They both laughed as they followed the direction of Antonio and Feliciano, having been welcomed by many people. The sheer number overwhelmed the poor British man. Everyone was either celebrating or crying with happiness that their savior, Arthur, was here. Arthur looked to Lovino, "You said we needed an army, don't we have enough people?"

Lovino sighed as Feliciano spoke up, "Ve, no, the Red Kingdom has ten times as many." Arthur's eyes widened in surprise, assuming the ITalian was joking, but after a few moments he saw complete sincerety in the Italians face.

Arthur let out a sigh as he rubbed his arm, "Bloody hell." Lovino and Feliciano nodded in agreement. Antonio turned and ushered the trio into a large waiting room, leading to many different rooms and hallways.

Lovino rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck, "Come on idiota, we have to get you in appropriate clothes."

Feliciano giggled as he grabbed ahold of Arthur's arm, "Ve~ Come on let's go Artie~"

"That's not my bloody name wanker!" Arthur shouted as he was dragged away by the Italian twins, Antonio laughing at the Brit's misfortune.

"We'll train after your makeover~"

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Arthur scowled as he pushed up the loose tunic sleeves, a sword in his right hand and a sheild in another. Mind you the sword was dulled for training purposes, so no Arthur's were hurt during this moment. He doged as Antonio charged at the Brit, "Pay attention crétin, you'll have no time to fix your wardrobe in battle!"

Arthur grit his teeth as he blocked another attack, "Shut it you git! I'm trying to concentrate!" he stabbed at Antonio's abdomen, but was blocked and hit in the gut, causing him to crumble to the ground in pain. Lovino sighed as he flipped the sign, thirty to zero.

Antonio extended a hand for the fallen Brit, "Really Arthur it's like you're not even trying!" he scolded.

Arthur slapped the hand away as he got to his feet, enraged, "Shut up! I'm bloody trying! Don't say I'm doing any less than that!"

"Well it's not good enough!" Antonio yelled, stomping his foot against the ground.

Arthur threw the sword at Antonio's feet and stormed away, muttering numerous curses. Lovino and Feliciano looked to each other in worry, "Ve, fratello..."

Lovino nodded, "I know, I'll talk to Tonio."

Feliciano nodded and started jogging so he could catch up to the Brit, "Ve~ Artie! Wait up!~"

Arthur scowled at the nickname and continued to stomp in the same direction, coming upon a nice lake with plenty of things to throw. He picked up a fist sixed rock and plunged it into the lake water, leting out a yell of frustration. He continued his rampage until a pair of arms grabbed his arm. He turned, ready to hit anyone who was getting in his way. He froze as he saw Feliciano's eyes, he fell to his knee's and let out the pent up tears he'd held onto.

Feliciano knelt down beside the Brit, "Ve, it's okay Arthur."

Arthur sobbed, hiding his face in his hands, "He's dead! It's my fault Mathew's dead! If I had put up more of a fight he'd be alive! A-And now everyone's going to die because of me!"

Feliciano extended a hand to rub Arthur's back comfortingly, "Arthur it's not-"

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" the next thing the aubrun haired Italian knew was that he was knocked back into the shallow lake, soaking wet from head to toe. He was certainly bewhildered, Arthur surely didn't push him, he hadn't move a single muscle in his arms at all!

"Ve... Arthur, what..."

Arthur sobbed as he rubbed at his eyes with his sleeve, hiccuping, "I-I'm sorry Feliciano..! J-Just leave me alone!"

Feliciano stood, wringing out his shirt as he wadded out of the lake. The sound of squeaky shoes filled the silence, "Do it again."

Arthur looked up in shock, "What?!"

Feliciano crossed his arms, "Do it again!"

"B-But it-"

"Do it!" Feliciano was sent into the lake again, but found himself laughing. "We're so oblivious, how did we not notice it?!"

Arthur stood, "W-what are you talking about?"

Feliciano laughed as he hugged the Brit, effectively soaking the Brit, "You're magical Arthur!" he shook the other by his shoulders, "Ve, this is the best news yet! Sure you need to work on your combat skill but at least we know this!"

Arthur was shocked as he regained his sense, "Magic?"

"Yes, Arthur you didn't know?" When Arthur shook his head Feliciano laughed, "Ve, well you're some sort of magician of sorts, perhaps Roderich knows something about this."

"Roderich is here?" Arthur asked.

Feliciano nodded, "Ve, yeah, he got here about a day ago~" he grabbed ahold of Arthur's hand and pulled him along, "Come on!~"

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A/N: So yeah, Arthur has some newly revealed talents~ So how'd you guys enjoy the chapter? Pretty cool huh? :3 at least I hope so. Oh and the deal with 'What is a Host Club' I'm really sorry about the big breaks in between that one, I just have so many ideas and stuff for other stories, like I have 20 that I started and haven't finsihed that I want to publish on here. But I plan on putting the next chapter of that up today as well.

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crétin- moron