The sunshine entered the small window of the dorm room, flooding the room with pure light, the sight of the room was a transformation, the messy torn apart room had been transformed into a clean, tidy respectable space, the desks orderly with books laid upon it with pencils in pots, along with rulers and pens, and the wardrobes clothes neatly folded, and categorised by colour and style. The other bed was made up; with no creases in the cover and a unicorn plushie lay upon the pillow. The open window let the playful tunes of the birds creep into the room, softly tweeting as the morning began.
Alfred drove his head further into the mass of covers, out walked from the bath room was a dressed Arthur, correcting his tie and furrowing his brows at the mess that lay before him.
"Alfred. Get up. We don't want to be late" Arthur grunted as he patted his hair to make sure there were no stray hairs, not that it mattered because his hair remained a state of messiness anyway.
Alfred made no reply, and this increased the level of annoyance in Arthur, he scowled and gritted his teeth, and then huffed and decided he would try again, while trying to keep his calm.
"Alfred, get up now! Before I lose it-"Alfred groaned and hid even further into the covers, like a rabbit burrowing into ground, hiding from its predator. Arthur scowled even more and moved over to stand near the bed, raising his leg and kicking Alfred in the side, a loud groan came from under the sheets and again Alfred fidgeted under the covers, hoping for the torture to end so him and his bed could have some alone time.
At around this time Arthur had snapped, rushing into the bathroom, running a tap and then abruptly stopping it, slamming out of the bathroom holding a cup full of water, an annoyed expression plastered on his face, marching over to Alfred and suddenly y grabbing the covers and violently ripping them from Alfred's grasp, splashing the water over his sleeping face.
Like a corpse brought back to life, Alfred jolted from the bed in shock and lent on the edge of the bed, as he lost balance and threw himself from the drenched bed onto the cold floor face first, fists beside his ears, he stayed like that for a few moments as the satisfied smile of the figure above him leant on the side of the bed, smirking with victory. Alfred slowly and painfully moved his head so that he could just barely see what lay in the corner of his eye, but of course what else could of it been.
Alfred scowled as the water dripped off of his chin onto the floor, while Arthur grinned mischievously.
"Now, before I throw a whole bucket of water at you, I suggest you get up soon" Arthur ordered rather then suggested.
Alfred continued to moan and groan into the carpet; perhaps this floor would make a nice bed?
"Or we might miss class and breakfast!-"Arthur sighed while having a hint of anger, he would rather not miss his morning tea.
At the mention of breakfast Alfred leapt from the floor and ran to his wardrobe, grapping various different parts of his uniform, a shirt, a tie, a v neck sweater, and blue chequered pants, of course he would take the blazer too, but, he would never wear it, it was just to try to fool the teachers that he had the blazer, but he never put it on, he got too sweaty and it made him look too formal.
The duo exited their dorm and began to walk the long corridor of dorms towards the stair well and up one of the stair wells stairs and then into the main corridor, they both walked in silence and awkwardness as Alfred is as good with mornings as a cat is with taking a bath. Arthur was silent because he really had nothing to say and could see the dark circles underneath the Americans eyes and his usually cheery smile into a bit of an emotionless line.
A grumble echoed the main corridor, followed by a groan and smaller grumbles, Alfred hugged his stomach, bending over as if he were dying, "OMG, I'm soooo hungry, I'm starving, where is the canteen? Is it near? Are we there yet? "Alfred whined. Arthur heavily sighed, "If you choose to continue talking I will not hesitate to punch you in the face, we are almost there so shut it" Arthur snapped back, he really was no good until after he had his morning tea.
They both walked straight on for a few minutes until they reached a stair well, there was a large wooden door with windows on ether side, old and antique but with a modern twist, leading through the heavy door were two stairs and a corridor, the corridor led onto a path of classrooms, while the lower stair led onto a corridor of the girls dorms and the studio, while the upper stairs led onto the canteen. The two of them stood silently at the edge of the beginning of the stairs, Arthur turned to the other, "well, here we are, up these stairs lead to the cante-"Before Arthur could finish Alfred had jolted up the stairs, like a recharged Duracell bunny. Arthur sighed and made his way up the stairs, watching the back of Alfred as he joyfully jolted through the doors to the canteen.
Inside the canteen lay many long wooden tables, with many wooden chairs standing near each side of each of the tables, the walls were painted in a creamy white colour with many flags that floated from the walls, the American flag lay upon one part of the far walls that was in-between the entrance and exit for where the students could collect their food. Beside the gallant American flag stood other flags, the French one, the Russian one, the one that represented china, and of course the flag of the united kingdom, across the other walls were other flags, the Japanese flag, the German flag, the Italian flag, the Italian flag and so on and forth. The well known university was named the Academy of St Triston, not because it was for younger people, but because it was a metaphor, of some sorts, for those taking their first step into adult hood can also be considered as those going into high school etc Because it was another stage of life, this university was prided with its outstanding grades, its policies and the fact that only the best students from across the globe could enter, however of course, money was often involved, for when ever a child did not meet some of their standards, but a few students were quite the opposite, they worked ever so hard and had outstanding grades but little money, there were not many of these in the school but they did exist.
They both walked towards the mass of tables, Alfred widened his eyes with amazement, "wow, even the canteen looks like something out of an old film" Arthur turned to the other, "well, it is a very old building, and I think its furniture is rather grand, how ever, lets not dilly dally, most of the food is probably already gone" Arthur said to the other boy, watching his stomach as it grumbled, he was not happy that he was probably going to miss breakfast because of his room mate.
"whaaaa! No way, let's go man!" Alfred exclaimed, grabbing tightly on the others hand, before dragging him towards the end of the canteen, where the food was being produced, charging like a bull, he could see red, or rather smell the food, he hadn't noticed as he stepped towards the dinner ladies that he had still had his hand latched upon Arthurs, during this whole episode, Arthur had been in so much shock, as he had never had some one else drag him in such a way towards food.
Arthur watched as the American cheerily ordered his breakfast, he couldn't help but begin to blush furiously as the woman behind the heated surfaces looked down at the two boy's hands and looked at each other, smiled, grinning at each other. "H-hey, what do you think you are doing" Arthur barked as he scowled at the other, in a less menacing way, rather a more flustered way. The American replied while trying to keep eye contact with the food, "huh? Oh my bad, what do you want?" He grinned.
"What do I...Good heavens no, what I mean you git is that you are holding my hand" Arthur blushed in a shade of scarlet.
"No I'm not!" Alfred pursed his lips cheekily at the Brit.
"Yes, yes you are" Arthur retorted
"No way dude! Why would I want to hold your hand?" Alfred replied back in a more serious tone than before.
Arthur scowled with his blush still covering his face, lifted his hand and in turn Alfred's along with his, shoving the evidence into the Americans face, they both remained silent. Alfred focused on what Arthur had shown him, was he really holding his hand he thought, no way, I have never held anyone's hand without knowing, and especially not a dudes, and especially not THIS dudes hand, is what circled his head, his eyes began to widen and a faint blush appeared in his face, he felt his hand shake a bit before his whole body began to shake a bit. Arthur stared at the American, briefly before glancing at his eyes, he really had never seen anything so blue, and so beautiful.
They both broke apart in a shriek, both jumping backwards, red faced and open eyed, huffing and puffing. The two dinner ladies both giggled as they tried to contain their laughter, Arthur straightened up and struggled to walk back up to the ladies, as they were both late, there was hardly any queue and most of the dinner ladies were taking their morning break. He glanced at the one with red hair and freckles, and ordered a tea and scone with a bacon buttie, he pointed to Alfred and ordered for him as Alfred was busy watching his hand open and close, "umm...he will have the um..." Before Arthur could finish Alfred half screamed and half whimpered "POP TART!" Arthur sighed, hoping this really couldn't be the start of his second year at this university. They both walked out towards the tables, searching for a place to sit.
"Alfred, please join us" A quiet voice echoed from beside them, a pair of brown eyes hid by bangs, a small boy with a strong Japanese accent, wearing blue checked pants, a pale yellow jumper and a blue blazer and tie and shirt.
"Kiku!" Alfred joyfully yelled as he held his arms open, expecting a warm hug from his new friend, however all he got was a polite nod, he reverted his attention to the sight that was before him.
"Oh, Arthur I am so pleased to meet you again, it was been too long, we must catch up soon" Kiku smiled sweetly at the Brit.
"Yes, it was been too long, and I am very pleased as well to have crossed paths again, and yes that would be rather splendid" Arthur smiled back, with no need to be simply polite as that was what was expected, but out of actual friendship.
Alfred was surprised, they already knew each other? "So um, you guys like, know each other?" Alfred stated.
"Well, we have known each other for many years and are very good friends" Arthur replied
"Very, very good friends" Kiku smiled, somehow, a few drops of venom coated his lips as the words exited his mouth, something was not right, however, as the wave of delicious food stirred his stomach he could not wait and no longer over think things.
Alfred and Arthur sat down at the end of the table, there were a few other seated there as well, Alfred could only recognise a few, one of which was his brother Mathew, seated beside Francis, and of course he knew Kiku and Arthur, the others he had briefly met yesterday, the Russian named Ivan, the Chinese boy Yao, the ItalianFeliciano, he didn't speak to him often but could already tell he was one of the few boisterous ones who always kept a conversation, maybe not always the best conversations but they were never the less, conversations, Ludwig, a strong tall chiselled German, with blond hair slicked back revealing his deep blue eyes and structured face, although he was at most times serious he was far from boring, his friendship with Feliciano kept everyone on their toes as when the shorter one did something wrong the taller one would nag him and rant at him for hours, but neither of them would remember the argument and simply moved on, no surprise with that Ludwig was the captain of the American football team he was often the talk around the girls as he had perfect abs, but he always refused them . There sat beside Ludwig was Roderich and a girl.
As they all began to talk he learnt her name was Elizaveta, she was a cocky, loud girl, but very, very beautiful, most of the guys that past the table were checking her out, she had beautiful brown hair and her figure was curvy yet slim, no matter how many boys winked, or wolf whistled her she paid them no attention. Francis flirted with any pretty girl that walked past, winking and sending a kiss their way, swishing his blond hair and licking his lips as a group of girls giggled and blushed, Mathew sat there beside him, sighing greatly, he didn't really contribute to their conversation as most of the time he spoke softly and day dreamed so most people just ignored him. Ivan was a very tall and very large, whether it was muscle or fat, he was some one you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley, his silvery white hair contrasted his violet eyes, as did his face, it seemed to contrast ever where, his large nose contrasted with his baby fat, cuddly face, his unexpected rather high pitched voice contrasted with his body shape, his large hands fondled the hair of the one the sat beside him, his expression seemed to put over that he rather liked this boy, but as many could never be sure, as rumours floated around the school, in the shadows of Ivan, portraying a cruel, sinister boy, cold hands frozen by perhaps something disturbing.
After eating the remainder of their breakfast, the group dispersed, Mathew tugged on Alfred's jumper to get his attention,
"Alfred, we have science next eh" Mathew murmured, clutching his books to his chest.
"Oh yeah, awesome, cant wait to show off my amazing science skills!" Alfred grinned as he gripped onto Mathews shoulder,
"Cant be late now can we?" Alfred beamed as he dragged Mathew out of the canteen at the speed of light, before Mathew had any time to respond, let alone think. His brother had always been like this though, his cheery attitude always brightened the day, but sometimes people took it the wrong way, and although he loved his brother, he couldn't always be there for him to be able to express his thoughts and feelings, inside his heart and his head he was hoping he could find someone to share his thoughts with, to share his feelings with, and most importantly, someone who could put up with his brother, and not using him for one thing, or a couple of things, whether that was money, a one night stand, popularity etc... Mathew sighed as they raced around a corner, in his trail of thought he had completely forgot about Alfred dragging him, they were already on the right corridor.
The duo entered the class, it was a fairly rather large classroom, with a projector on the front, and various tables plotted around, with equipment stashed on the tables, the class had large windows, letting the beautiful view of the university grounds shine through, the light covered everything, the sight was impressive, everything looked expensive and new, Alfred's eyes twitched with excitement.
There were various students there, already seated and waiting, chatting amongst themselves, not bothering to notice the new comers, to them they were nothing more than the other people they were chatting to, Alfred noticed a table in the front stashed with equipment, no one was seated there of course, he marched over, taking long strides and jumped onto one of the lab chairs there, Mathew blinked and murmured silently into the collar of his blazer, following Alfred to the table.
"So bro, seen any hotties?" Alfred winked at his brother,
"Um, Al, no way, and even if I did I would never tell you" Mathew recoiled back into his blazer blushing at his brothers comment.
"Wha? No way, totally un cool Mattie" he slumped into his chair more and began his sulk, just then the door opened, to reveal a man with light brown hair, long enough to reach his shoulders, a calm expression on his face and gentle green eyes, he stood at the front of the class, in front of his desk.
" Congratulations on getting into St Triston, I will be your science teacher until you leave St Triston, I will be giving you lectures on important topics that you are to take notes on , there will be projects, assignments, reports , and in class assignments that usually involve experiments on various things that interlock with the chosen topic of the day, these next years will not be easy but I expect you all to do your best" He smiled softly as he continued, "Now, most teachers are strict, but I am different, my marks are outstanding, so I believe my method produce good results, I don't want you to call me Sir, or by my last name, just call me Toris" He smiled sweetly at the class.
Alfred beamed at his new science teacher; this was a real change from some of the teachers, like Miss Green. He was definitely going to enjoy science. Through out the double lesson, Alfred always got up to answer, even when he was wrong, he would shrug it off and grin at the class, the girls would giggle and Alfred would wink at them as he returned to his chair, Torsi would smile while Mathew would sigh. After the questions, Toris instructed the students to perform a quick experiment on a few chemicals, he chose a rather hard equation and experiment, even though it was to be performed quite quickly it was still hard, most failed at the equation, huffing and puffing and sighing as they racked their brains and tried to work it out.
"Well Alfred, this is quite a shock, you are the first one to get this equation on chemicals right so far" Toris praised Alfred as he concentrated on mixing the chemicals, as soon as he heard his praise; he knew he couldn't help himself. He threw his arms up into his famous "hero pose", sending the chemicals to furiously fly into the other bottles on the table, as he grinned and beamed and the girls giggled and flirted, the chemicals began to mix and bubble and reject the new substance, they formulae began to expand and change to a furious red before finally.
KA-BOOM!
All that could be seen was a cloud of smoke covering the class, escaping into the corridor, turning the whole corridor into a paradise of clouds, a few faces could be seen, the look of horror on Toris face, the look of embarrassment on Mathews face, and the look of confusion on Alfred's .
The whole corridor had been invaded with smoke, and shrikes and screams filled the entire space, soon the bell rand for lunch, both Alfred and Mathew fled the scene of the crime, dashing towards the canteen; however things quickly turned from bad to worse.
"Oh my goodness, I haz never laughed like this in a while, Oh hoh hoh hon" Francis let out a howling laugh as he patted the table with his hand, wiping tears from his eyes,
"Alfred, how could you blow up the entire block aru?" Yao sighed as he face palmed him self,
"Hm, da, how could anyone take such a moment and not use it for...better purposes" Ivan smiled, not sweetly but with tremendous amounts of malice, and insanity.
"I can not believe you Alfred, but I guess it is good news they have decided to forget the incident" Kiku responded, although he wanted to make Alfred feel better, he still couldn't as he had blown the block up, and filled it completely with smoke, and now classes in that clock had been cancelled all day, and now he had to spend the rest of it in his room, although that would have given him a chance to catch up with anime, it only meant double the work next lesson.
"Hmm, yeah, well I...wait a sec" He turned swiftly behind him and cheekily smiled at the girls behind him, flirt fully letting his fingers pull through his hair, the girls squealed with delight.
Mathew chose to ignore his brother and listen deeper into the conversation of fashion, snuggling into his teddy bear he had stashed in his bag, he was relieved that through all the stampeding, his teddy had not gotten stood on, his teddy was a brown fluffy ball of fluff, adorned with a red lace around his neck.
"Hey you, freak with a teddy bear, how old are you? I can't believe it, are you insane? Are you mentally still 5 years old" A voice grunted from behind him, he shivered as the voice got closer, as he tried to burrow into his teddy, hoping for a way out of the situation.
A hand grabbed his shoulder, he froze, before he was jerked around, what lay before him was another boy. He had light hair, with a silver look about it, like sinister snow falling onto the ground and melting away into nothingness, with red eyes to contrast his hair, blood red eyes like fresh blood dripping, he smirk was menacing and mischievous, his glare focused on Mathew.
"Well then, I think I shall call you wimpy boy, the sad little boy with a teddy bear, who pisses at the slight move of anything, because he is so scared of everything" He howled in laughter as he grabbed both of Mathews wrists, lifting him up from his seat and launching him hard into the ground, Mathew squealed as he could feel the pain creep into his shoulder.
"Ha ha ha ha, hear that? The wimpy boy squealed, like the wimp he is" He smirked as he tightened his hold on Mathews wrists, Mathew began to moan in pain, the Teddy fell from his grasp, Mathew looked up into those blood red eyes. The one with the blood red eyes smiled in pleasure, he sent his foot flying into the Canadians stomach.
"Hey! What do you think your doing!" A voice boomed
Mathew struggled to open his eyes, before him stood a wondrous sight, his brother.
With his hands on his sides and his cheery expression turned to ice, he prepared himself.
"Guess what? I'm the hero and I'm gonna stop you" Alfred dramatically pointed at the other boy, performing his heroic stance.
The other boy laughed hard as he watched Alfred, "Kesese, oh really~" He smirked, he sauntered over to Alfred, striking him hard in the stomach, Alfred keeled over in shock, he was surprised but not un prepared, he quickly took his hand and tightened it into a fist, he stoke the other boy square in the jaw, sending him tumbling to the floor. He grinned as the other boy was the floor, just as he was ready to celebrate, he felt a sharp pain, and he felt himself tumble to the floor, feeling shards of glass scatter around him.
"Ha ha ha, you think you're the hero? Don't make me-"Suddenly from behind him, a hand grabbed him shoulder sending him flying on the floor, and as he tried to fight back, the other mysterious figure dodged all his punches and kicks, finally the mysterious boy sent a fist flying into the bully's face, causing him to stumble a little, before grabbing his shoulder and kneeling him hard, in the jewels.
The bully groaned in pain as he trembled on the floor, grabbing at his "jewels", hoping they weren't broke, he continued to moan in pain, using his nails to scratch at the floor, to help him take his hind off of the excruciating pain that was crawling from his lower part and his stomach, causing his whole body to shiver with pain.
Alfred felt a feeling of fluff come into his fingers; he twirled his fingers in the bear's ribbon, and his other hand feeling the shards of glass on the floor, cutting delicately through his fingers, when he concentrated on the figure above him, squinting his eyes and looking for clues, his eyes wandering over the mysterious boy, the figure became clearer, and what struck him were two orbs of perfect green, he could not believe his eyes.
Arthur.