I do NOT own Hetalia, because Hidekaz Himaruya does! For those of you that have read this already, I've changed it at the bottom and end of the story, so read! The author's note at the very end is important, so read!

P.S.: Your breasts are mine, da-zeh!

Arthur Kirkland quickly walked away from his dorm room, trying and failing to hide all emotion. 'Pull it together, twat! Nothing happened to you! Quit showing such weakness!' But he couldn't help it- just thinking about it made him want to cry... He sniffed, thankful that no one was around. 'It's only showing weakness if someone's around. No one's here now.'

He couldn't, though. Part of him just didn't want to let anyone know that he was suffering. That was pathetic. Others would ridicule him for it. They would laugh at him for being weak. Just like him. A sob came out of him, though he wasn't crying, his knees feeling weaker than Jello. He wanted nothing more than to curl up and die. Then he would win, and leave him alone.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, but he didn't turn around. He couldn't care less who it was, he had to quit being so emotional either way. So he stiffed a lip, spun around and yelled, "Bloody twat, leave me alone!"

It was Alfred. He took his hand off of Arthur's shoulder. "Tell me what's wrong." He looked like he actually cared. But he couldn't have. They had just met.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing's wrong."

"That's a lie."

"In your opinion."

"Yeah," he looked angry, "in my opinion! You were crying! So tell me what's wrong!"

Alfred almost looked... Scary. But it didn't seem to faze Arthur. "I. Will. Never. Tell. You."

"And why the Hell not?" he wasn't yelling, but the fact that he wasn't made those words so much more menacing. "Why can't you tell me?"

"No." he started backing away, towards the road. "I know what you're doing. Once I give you a little information, you could piece together the rest, or make me accidently spill it. I'm dropping the subject." He was now at the edge of the road, and Alfred knew what he was doing. But it was too late.

Arthur launched into the road, expertly dodging every car, going over some, and only stopped when he reached the sidewalk on the other side. He looked at Alfred with defience. "Quit trying to be my hero."

Then a large eighteen-wheeler passed, and he was gone.

Alfred glared at the space Arthur used to be in. The only way he would be able to get Arthur to tell him what was wrong would be to get him drunk. But would he be able to get Arthur to drink? He thought he was only 16, and the law required him to be at least 22. Consuming beer would be illegal in his eyes. He needed a plan- Arthur only had to drink one, since he was such a bad drunk.

Meanwhile, Arthur was running as fast as he could away from Gauken AU. Anywhere where he didn't know anyone was fine. He went around a corner and slowed down. Alfred hadn't given chase. He ignored the slight feeling of dissapointment. 'Liar. If he was my hero he would make sure I'm truly alright, even if I push him away.'

He looked into an allyway, hearing strange noises. Kind of like... Grunts. Was someone fighting in there? He pulled out his gun and slowly went down the long ally. He soon saw two figures, one obviously female, the other male. The male had the girl pinned to the wall. The girl was crying. He raised his gun at the boy. "Oi! If you want to live, get the fuck away from her. Now."

The boy looked up, seemingly astonished that someone had interrupted him. He opened his mouth, about to argue, then saw the gun directed at his face. He stepped away, the girl dropping to her knees. "Now go away. And never bother her again." Arthur hissed. The male backed away slowly, then turned and sprinted. After a moment, when all Arthur could hear was sniffles, he put his gun away. Then he walked towards the girl, kneeling next to her. The red-head stared at him, dumbfounded and crying. "Are you alright, miss?"

She cried louder, throwing herself on Arthur. He staggered back, not expecting the weight, but caught himself at the last moment. He hugged her back. "N-now I am." she cried, "T-thank y-you! Thank you s-so much!"

Arthur smiled. "Hey, it's okay. I just did what anyone would do. What's your name?" He already knew.

"J-Jennifer..."

"Jennifer. What a pretty name! Mine's Arthur. Well, Jennifer, do you need help getting home?"

"Y-yes, please. I live just around the corner. Next to the big school." Of course he knew where she lived.

"Gauken AU?"

"Yes, that's the one! Do you go there?"

"Yes, yes I do." He chuckled. 'How typical... The very place I'm trying to escape is where I need to go.' He stood up, holding Jennifer's hand, and began leading her out of the ally. "Let's go, Jennifer. I wouldn't want your parents to worry.."

The fourteen year old girl smiled. "Thank you, Arthur."

He smiled back. "You're welcome." They went back to the school, and right before they crossed the road to said school's property, Jennifer said, "This is my house."

She went up to the door, opened it, and , right before she went inside, ran back and hugged Arthur, kissing his cheek. "You're a hero, Arthur. Thank you." She ran inside and closed the door. Arthur smiled.

"Anything to help out an old friend, Jennifer Willis." he murmured. And he did know her. From when he was fourteen. Before the ancident. Shame she didn't remember him. Arthur began walking back to his school.

Before long he had made it to his dorm. He opened the door quietly, hoping that Alfred was asleep. He wasn't. He was on his bed, with his back turned to the door. He looked like he was contemplating something- or waiting for him. Arthur then began to close the door, his plan for spending the night at a friend's already in mind. Suddenly Alfred jumped up and spun around, looking straight at Arthur.

Arthur froze, unsure of what to do. "Dude- I was seriously worried! Why are you so intent on me not calling myself your her-"

The door slammed shut, cutting Alfred off. The American boy shot toward the door, opened it, and sped down the hall after his friend. Why was he running so freaking hard away from him? At the rate Alfred was running, Arthur must have been sprinting his heart out! Time for the super-human strength to kick in- Alfred sped up until he was running as fast as he could; he tackled Arthur in the garden, knocking him down with a surprised squeak. He quickly pinned the british boy down, before he made a run for it. As Alfred suspected, Arthur was panting like he was suffocating, sweat beading down his face; he was never very good at sports

"G-get off of me! Let go!" Arthur squirmed, trying and failing to sound authoritive. A strange look enveloped Alfred's face, one that Arthur luckily didn't notice; a look of longing. Alfred shook his head, attempting to disperse his thoughts. Arthur finaly realized that he couldn't get away and stared angrily into blue eyes. "What the Hell? Do you often attack your bloody roomates when you don't get something you want?"

Alfred shook his head. "Not normally, no. Just bad guys."

"So I'm a bad guy, now?"

"No. You're a special case. You need someone to help you get through whatever it is you're secretly going through. And I want to be that someone." he looked so determined, Arthur almost lost his will-power for a moment. But he steeled up again.

"Maybe I don't want someone's shoulder to cry on. Hmm?" he said it so cockily that it should have convinced Alfred that he really didn't, but it didn't.

"You may not want one, but this shoulder's going to be in your face until you do." he grinned.

Arthur was silent, obviously ticked off. He should call the authorities. This couldn't be legal. Having your roommate want to leech onto you and bug you for the rest of your stay at school, then actually fufill his desires. Arthur thought about screaming 'GUN! HE'S GOT GUN!', but then no one would come help him- plus he also had a gun, so everyone knew that if he was yelling it he wouldn't be telling the truth; either that or he'd be safe and just wanting to get someone in trouble. Not to mention that he had already did that once.

Then, as Alfred shifted to get a little more comfortable (don't judge- Arthur's really skinny and bony!), an idea struck Britain. How? He got crushed by Alfred's massive weight.

"Get off! Get off, Alfred! You're killing me!" he started flailing around, acting as if he was actually in pain.

"How?" Alfred laughed, thinking it a trick (it was, but still!).

Arthur, who had by now calmed down from his running, began wheezing painfully, hoping that it would add affect to his 'impending doom'. "Y-you're... M-m... Massive weight is... CRUSHING ME!"

"Dude." Alfred's blue eyes narrowed. "Uncool."

But Arthur continued his facade. "I-I'm serious... Al-lfred... I can't breath! What d-do you eat?"

"... Hamburgers..." Alfred pouted, still on Arthur. "But I drink diet soda to balance it out!"

"Y-you seriously... Think that tha' helps?"

"Well, yeah.."

Arthur kicked his breathing up a notch so that it seemed like he was about to pass out. "G-get... Off..."

"Okay, okay, dude! Cool your beans!" if Alfred got off, Arthur was near-death anyway, so surely he didn't have the strength to run away! The hero got off poor Arthur. Arthur lay dead for a second. America poked him. "Quit with the weight jokes. I know that you're conscious."

Then, before America could react (Author: That seems to be happening a lot lately. My, my, getting slow, aren't we, Alfred?), Britain jumped up, pulled a pair of handcuffs out of his pants, locked one side onto America's wrist, and the other on the base of a bush. He rolled out of the way, before America could grab him. He ran away a few meters, then looked back and smiled. "Before you think I'm leaving you out here to die, I know that you can break those. But if you do, you owe me $125. I'll expect it the first time I see you free. I'll be in my room~"

America let out a roar of frusteration.

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