Shinigami-cat: Well... Time for more crazy. It's pretty damn long but whatever... I OWN NOTHING!

Welcome to roof top rumble

It was lunch time and Arthur was sitting out in the school yard under and old eucalyptus tree. He had his arms wrapped around his legs and had his face buried in his knees. 'I'm a horrible friend... I've been keeping that a secret from my friends... How could I? I'm a monster... I... I... Oh God...'

Alfred walked up to Arthur and tapped him on the head. "Hey Arthur want to play basketball? We need someone else on Ludwig's team."

Arthur shook his head. "No thanks Alfred... I... I just can't..."

Alfred sighed and sat next to Arthur. "Are you okay? You seem really down about something. Want to talk about it?"

Arthur bit his lip. "Okay... I'll tell you... Bring everyone over and I'll tell you... They need to hear this too."

Alfred nodded and stood up. "Hey guys! Get over here!"

Slowly everyone walked over to where Arthur and Alfred were. "Ve? What's going on?" Asked Feliciano.

Arthur looked down. "I... I haven't been honest with you guys and I haven't told you anything about me... I'm sorry. Friends shouldn't keep secrets from each other and I... I haven't been honest with you at all..."

"What are you talking about?" Asked Alfred.

Arthur began to shiver. "A few months before I moved to Australia I... I killed my Father..."

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Arthur sighed and touched up the side of his face. He needed to hide the bruising and the scars. When he was done he went back to his room and sat down. He hoped his father wouldn't be home soon... He was a horribly abusive man and was twice as dangerous when drunk.

All too soon Arthur became thirsty and decided to risk going down to the kitchen. He slunk down to the kitchen and got a glass of water. He smirked as he successfully drank without his father bashing him over the head with something.

He turned around and was about to go back to his room when he heard the deep low drunken voice of his father. "Arthur... I was just about to look for you..." Arthur gulped and turned to his father. Mr Kirkland was leaning against the door frame, the stench of alcohol was clinging to him like a thick blanket and he was holding a revolver in his hand.

Arthur stared wide eyed at the gun. "Father... Where did you get that gun?"

Mr Kirkland walked over to Arthur, pushed him against the kitchen bench and held the gun up to Arthur's head. "You like it boy? Cost me a pretty penny but I think it's going to be a lot of fun..." He pressed the barrel of the gun against Arthur's temple and smirked. "We're going to play Russian roulette Arthur... How long can you last?"

Arthur looked at his father in shock. 'He's going to kill me... He... He's going to kill me!' He quickly glanced to the side and saw the knife block. 'I only have one shot at it...'

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Mr Kirkland smirked. "That's one Arthur."

Arthur suddenly pushed his father back and grabbed a carving knife out of the knife block. He turned to his father who was trying to get his footing. Before Arthur could stop himself he lunged at his father and stabbed him in the guts. "Die." He hissed.

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"... I panicked and grabbed the nearest thing and I blacked out... When I came too... I had bashed his face in and I had cut him open... I was drenched in his blood..." Tears began to pour down Arthur's face. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

"You don't have anything to be sorry for." Said Feliciano. "Everyone has secrets. You don't have to tell everyone what's going on you know."

"He's right." Said Alfred. "You didn't have to tell us that."

Arthur looked up at them and wiped away his tears. "You don't hate me? I just told you I'm a murderer."

"None of us think any less of you tea bastard." Said Lovino. "If any thing I'm impressed. It takes a lot of guts to admit to your friends that you've killed someone."

"We don't hate you." Said Ludwig.

"It was pretty awesome that you admitted it all by yourself." Said Gilbert.

"You're still our friend." Said Antonio.

Matthew nodded and whispered something into Alfred's ear. "Matthew says that we all forgive you Arthur. No matter what you did while you were over in England you're living here now. We don't care about what you've done. We just care about what you are doing now. The past can't change but the future is ours to make."

Arthur couldn't believe it. They all had sincere and honest expressions on their faces. "You guys... Thank you."

Matthew smiled and grabbed Arthur's hand. Arthur gasped and tried to pull away but Matthew held on tight. Arthur looked into his lavender eyes and his eyes went wide. Matthew's eyes were kind and caring and he had a smile on his face. "You shouldn't worry so much." Said Matthew. "None of us hate you at all."

Everyone gasped. "Matthew you just..." Said Alfred. "You just..."

Matthew giggled and scratched his head. "Well... I haven't been completely honest with you all either... But if Arthur is brave enough to tell you his secret I guess I should tell mine" He took a deep breath. "Well... I have been able to talk for a while now but I've just been too afraid to... And when I didn't talk, everything was just so much simpler... Sorry."

Gilbert grinned and hugged Matthew. "Sweet! And here I was thinking that you would never talk ever!"

"Maple! Please put me down." Squeaked Matthew.

Gilbert chuckled. "Never!"

Alfred grabbed Gilbert by the back of his shirt. "Put him down now or I'll kill you."

Gilbert stuck out his tongue and ran away with Matthew slung over his shoulder. Alfred swore and ran after them. Everyone else laughed. Arthur even joined in. 'I can't believe they just forgave me... They should have hated me but they forgave me... They really are true friends.'

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After that everything pretty much went back to normal. Except that everyone was now complaining about the weird chemical smell. "Like seriously dude!" Said Alfred. "What is that? Are the cleaners using some new window cleaner or something?"

Gilbert shrugged. "Probably... And some ass wipe took my tennis ball. I mean what the fuck? Why would someone do that?"

Alfred shrugged. "Well... I just hope the police will let me keep Kiku's note books when they are done with their investigation."

Arthur's eyes widened and he turned to Alfred. "His note books?"

Alfred nodded. "Yep. Kiku and I wrote up a bunch of random stuff in them... Mainly crazy ideas about what we thought might be the cause of the disappearances and murders. In one of them we wrote about trolls, wizards and even mermaids."

Arthur sighed. 'So... It was all just made up... Francis is blaming Gilbert for nothing. Damn I need to find him.'

The teacher suddenly stood up and walked to the door. "Okay class I'll be back in a minute. Behave yourselves."

"Yes miss." Said the class as she walked out.

Antonio sighed and rolled his pen across the table. "I wonder where Francis is?"

Arthur shrugged. "He'll turn up eventually..."

Some of the younger children in the class began to giggle and chase each other around the room. One of the little girls giggled as she dashed out the door. No one payed much attention to her. Suddenly the door opened and the little girl walked back in. She looked like she was about to cry and it was obvious why.

Francis was standing behind her; he was smiling happily as he held the axe up near her throat and he has a blood soaked bandage wrapped around his neck. "I want everyone up against the back wall right now."

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In less than twenty minutes the school was surrounded by police. All the students were tied up with skipping ropes except for Arthur who was forced to sit with his hands on his head while Francis walked around the room holding the axe and scratching his neck.

"Stupid maggots." He muttered. "I hate them so much... so damn itchy."

Arthur sighed and looked over at Francis. He was surprised that he had convinced Francis that he was on his side so quickly but he needed to think of a way to get everyone else free. "Hey Francis... I was wondering if-"

Francis brought the axe down on a table chopping it in half. "No talking Arthur. I have a call to make." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and quickly punched in the numbers. "Hello? Yes this is Francis Bonnefoy... Demands? Simple. All I want is for the police to start a major investigation into the Beilschmidt's. I even have an ally on my side... Okay then." He passed the phone to Arthur. "It's for you."

Arthur pressed the phone to his ear. "Hello? This I Arthur Kirkland."

"Arthur. This is detective Ziwingil. What is Francis doing right now?"

Arthur gulped and looked over at Francis. "Well... He's walking around the hostages."

"Okay... Now I'm going to ask you some questions. If the answer is yes say yes. If it's a no say yep. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Okay then. Are you really on his side?"

"Yep."

"Okay then. Do you know how dangerous he can be?"

"Yes."

"Do you think you could over power him in some way?"

"Yep."

"Okay Arthur now do you know if-"

Francis pulled the phone out of Arthur's hands. "As you can see detective Arthur is on my side to the end. Now I suggest you start your investigation now. I don't have all night. If I have to start killing some hostages to get my message across I will... No I'll send Arthur." He hung up the phone and looked at Arthur. "Arthur take this USB to the detective and come straight back. If you take too long or talk to the detective about anything I'll start killing people... Starting with... Alfred."

Alfred's eyes went wide. He looked like he wanted to say something but he kept his mouth shut. Arthur nodded and took the USB and walked out the door.

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Outside he met detective Ziwingil. He was a blond man with green eyes and a serious face. From what Arthur could make from his accent on the phone he sounded Swiss. 'So you're Arthur I take it."

Arthur nodded. "Yes... but Francis told me not to talk to you."

The detective nodded and took the USB out of Arthur's hands and gave Arthur something in return. "Don't worry. He can't see us from this angle. We will get you all out of there. I promise."

Arthur nodded and walked back inside. When he was inside he looked at what the detective had given him; a small microphone, ear piece, a spray can and a note. He opened up the note and read it to himself. 'Put in the ear piece and clip on the microphone where it can't be seen. The mace in the can, can reach up to one meter aim for the face.' He quickly put in the ear piece and clipped on the microphone. He hid the mace and swallowed the note.

When he got back to the class room and was immediately over powered by the smell of petrol. Once he got over the sensation he almost screamed. Francis had Gilbert on his knees while he was smashing the blunt end of the axe into his head. He was bleeding heavily but not enough to die. "I TRUSTED YOU!" Screamed Francis. "I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU! HOW COULD YOU? YOU BETRAYED ME! YOU BETRAYED ME!"

"What the bloody hell are you doing Francis?" Asked Arthur. "Why does it smell like petrol in here?"

Francis turned to Arthur and growled. "A precaution Arthur. If my plan fails I'm taking everyone in here with me." He held up his lighter foe emphasis. "Now get over there with the rest of the hostages or I will blow this place sky high." As Francis was talking Gilbert fell to the floor in a pool of his own blood.

Arthur gulped and walked over to the hostages. "What happened?" He whispered.

"He just grabbed him." Hissed Lovino. "Right after you left he soaked the place in petrol and grabbed Gilbert. Francis is insane!"

Arthur nodded and sighed. Suddenly Francis' mobile began to ring. He sighed and answered it. "Hello detective..."

Almost immediately Arthur's ear piece kicked in. "Hello? Can you hear me? I'm Tino. Detective Ziwingil is talking to Francis at the moment. Cough once if you can hear me."

Arthur coughed.

"Good! So that USB Francis gave us had the files he stole and a message to us. He has a bomb set up in the building somewhere. It's set to go off at seven o'clock. Good luck!"

"Seven o'clock?" Whispered Arthur. "That's in twenty minutes! How am I meant to look for a bomb that could be in any room in twenty minutes?"

Lovino chuckled. "A bomb huh?"

Arthur sighed. "I guess you heard that then..."

"Of course I did tea bastard." Hissed Lovino. "Francis is an idiot. If he thinks he can set a trap I can weasel myself out of he is sorely mistaken."

Antonio beamed. "That's my Lovi."

"Shut up bastard." Snapped Lovino.

Arthur sighed. "Okay Lovino... If you were going to set up a bomb where would you do it?"

Lovino grinned. "Okay I'd use a timer of some sort attached to a power source. Look for a cord okay?"

Arthur nodded. "Okay then."

"Hey bastard!" Hissed Lovino. "Nudge me a little closer to burger bastard. I have a pocket knife in my pants pocket. If he can grab it we can get the hell out of here." Arthur nodded and quickly pushed Lovino closer to Alfred, who tried to pull the knife out of Lovino's pocket.

While that was happening Arthur quickly stood up. Francis had just finished talking to the detective. "Hey did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Hissed Francis.

"That weird noise." Said Arthur. "Maybe I should check it out."

Francis's eyes narrowed. "Okay Arthur I trust you... But don't make me angry got that? It would be a big mistake if you did."

Arthur nodded and walked to the door. "You can trust me Francis." Once he was out of the classroom he quickly looked around. "Now where would I hide a bomb?"

He quickly ran to the teacher's lounge and looked under a desk. There was a cord that was leading away from it. He quickly followed the cord into a store room. He opened up the door and gasped. There was a clock sitting on top of a large barrel.

Arthur ran over to the clock and picked it up. But when he turned it upside down a chill ran down his spine. The cord was just sticky taped to the bottom. "What?" Asked Arthur. "Why?"

"What are you doing here Arthur?" Asked Francis.

Arthur dropped the clock and turned around. Francis was standing there in the doorway holding the axe. He had a look of pure hate on his face. Arthur gulped. "Francis... This isn't what it looks like."

Francis growled and walked towards him. "I thought I could trust you Arthur... But I guess I was wrong." He lifted the axe high above his head, rage twisted his features. "ARTHUR YOU FUCKING SUCK!"

Suddenly Antonio burst through the door and tackled Francis to the ground, sending the axe and lighter flying out of his hands. Arthur quickly picked up the lighter and glared at Antonio. "What the blood hell are you doing?"

Antonio quickly jumped up and stood as a human barricade between Arthur and Francis. "Go find the bomb Arthur. I can hold him off." Antonio's eyes went a dark shade of green and his voice lowered. "This isn't the first time I've had to deal with Francis."

"But Antonio!" Cried Arthur. "You can't fight him! You don't even have a weapon and-"

"Hey tea bastard!" Called Lovino. "I know where the bomb is! Get over here right now!"

"GO!" Cried Antonio.

Arthur nodded and quickly ran out leaving Antonio alone with the axe wielding Francis. Francis chuckled darkly. "He's right you know... You don't have a weapon. You can't possibly fight me."

"Does it look like I care?"

Francis gripped the axe tightly in his hand and growled. "Look Antonio you didn't betray me so I'll give you a choice. Either step aside or I'll cut you in half."

Antonio smirked. "Sorry Francis... But even though we are friends you threatened to kill us. Friends don't do that. Francis... You aren't my friend. You are just a mad man trying to kill everyone because you can. It's disgusting."

Francis laughed and held up the axe. "I knew you were stupid but this is just ridiculous." He glared at Antonio with murderous intent. "You shouldn't have made me mad Antonio... When I get this mad no one survives."

"Bring it axe boy."

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Arthur ran into the hall where Lovino was waiting. "So where is the bomb?"

Lovino smirked. "Bastard it was way too easy to figure out when you think about it."

"Then where is it!" Said Arthur. "I only have about... five minutes left!"

"Okay." Said Lovino. "So remember that weird chemical smell and the missing tennis ball? I think that wine bastard plugged up the gutter with it ten filled it with petrol. The bomb is on the roof tea bastard!"

Arthur grinned and patted Lovino on the head. "Thanks Lovino."

Lovino blushed and gave Arthur a baseball bat. "Take this with you just in case you stupid idiot." Arthur rolled his eyes and grabbed the bat.

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Arthur quickly ran over to a window in the second floor of the school. He tried to open up the window but it was locked. So instead he broke it with the baseball bat and climbed through. He then swung onto the roof and quickly began to search the gutters. It was dark and hard to see but the full moon helped out a little.

He eventually heard the electronic beeping of an alarm clock. Arthur dashed across the roof and slid over to the gutter. He pressed the button and picked up the clock. "Just in time." He sighed. "JUST IN TIME!"

The cheers of the police and the children could be heard from the lawn. Arthur looked down at them and waved. Alfred, Lovino, Matthew, Feliciano, Ludwig and Gilbert were all smiling and waving up at him. He stood up and stretched. "Now I just have to get down from here..."

"Well it's all over..." Said Francis. Arthur turned around and groaned. Francis was standing on the roof with his axe in hand. Thankfully there was no blood. "I did my best to stop the invasion but now... If the aliens take over the earth it's all your fault."

Arthur rolled his eyes and held up the baseball bat. "Aliens? You would have to be crazy to believe in them. Who believes in aliens anyway? A crazy person, that's who!"

Francis growled and lunged at him. Arthur deflected the attack and jumped back. "DIE ARTHUR!" He screamed.

Arthur rolled his eyes and held up the bat. "Well Francis that's not how we settle things in the club now is it?"

Francis lowered the axe and grinned. "So it's now a competition? Good! I have no intention of losing."

Arthur grinned. "Neither do I." They lunged at each other. Their weapons clinked and crashed.

"So what do you want if you win?" Asked Francis

Arthur smirked. "I've always wanted a butler. Every day will begin with 'Good morning Arthur' and end with 'Good night Arthur'. You'll treat me like a king and there will be no back talking or perverted remarks from you."

Francis smirked. "I like it. I like it. But what do I get if I win?" Their weapons struck again and they jumped back.

Arthur frowned. "Okay then... I'll believe you. I'll believe that aliens are taking over the earth and the Beilschmidt's are working with them, and I'll stay by your side... Even if you die because of it I'll stay with you until the end."

Francis pouted. "But that's no fun for me..."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want the same as you!" Beamed Francis.

"... YOU WANT ME TO BE YOUR BUTLER?" Cried Arthur.

Francis chuckled. "Well... you don't have to do the actual butler part... but I want you to start every day with 'Good morning Francis' and end it with 'Good night Francis'... And I don't want you to talk back or make me eat any of your crappy British food either."

Arthur growled. "Wanka my food isn't that bad... Fine whatever... Let's just get this over with. I'm not going easy on you."

"I won't go easy on you either!" Cried Francis. They rushed at each other ready to swing their weapons.

Everyone was silent as Arthur's bat fell to the ground.

Francis looked down at Arthur with wide eyes. He was straddling Arthur while holding an axe above his head. Arthur looked just about as shocked as was. "What happens now?" Asked Francis. "Did I win?"

Arthur bit his lip and closed his eyes. "No... You only win when you bring that axe down and kill me..."

Francis bit his lip and shook his head. He could feel a knot tightening in his chest. "No..." He whispered as tears pooled in the corners of his eyes. "I... I... I don't want to..." Tears fell from his eyes and hit Arthur.

Arthur opened his eyes. "What?"

"I... I don't want to." Said Francis. "What happened? Why can't everything go back to how it was before? When did all this suspicion and paranoia creep into our lives... and poison our minds and souls? Why would... why... just why did this happen? All I wanted was everything to go back... Back before all this happened... I never wanted this... I want those happy days to come back... But I just tore those days up and threw them away... Gilbert's never going to forgive me..."

Arthur chuckled. "Come on Francis you bloody git. All you did was give him a scar. He'll probably think it's awesome."

Francis smiled. "I guess you're right... But I know I'm going to jail... I... This is probably the last time we'll ever see each other... Well outside a court room anyway..."

Arthur pushed Francis off and rolled his eyes. "Really? You don't say?"

Francis laughed and gave Arthur the axe. "I'm going to miss your dry humour... Should we head down now? The cops might try to pepper spray me otherwise..."

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Right... Come on... If they didn't drag us down when we started fighting, I doubt they'll do anything now."

Francis smiled and wiped away his tears. "I guess... I wonder how long I'll get."

Arthur shrugged. "Not sure... Did you kill Antonio?"

Francis shook his head. "No I just knocked him out. He's still alive..."

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Matthew smiled as Francis and Arthur got off the roof. 'So... Arthur found a way to stop it... The monster that causes paranoia and death... Maybe ... Just maybe he can save u all...' He shook his head and chuckled. 'But why bother? This place was doomed from the start. Isn't that right M.S?'

Hiding deep in the trees around the school a shadowy figure giggled and sipped a cup of tea. Francis had unknowingly failed her... but she had already planted the seed of anger, despair and confusion in another... Soon she could reap the fruits of destruction.

TBC

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