A/N: Thanks for the 2 reviews from 2 amazing people, I really appreciate it. Sorry for the week-long wait. Also, ATTENTION: I HAVE EDITED THE LAST CHAPTER. LIKE, A LOT. I SUGGEST YOU GO READ THAT THEN COME BACK AND READ THIS. Without further ado, here's the another part of the story. Enjoy. :)

"I met this weird guy yesterday but I don't know who he is." Alfred whined throwing his head back in his seat in annoyance. His friend Kiku just gave him a quick look and sighed, no escaping Alfred's discussions. He would pester Kiku about this

Kiku lifted his eyebrow at his American friend. He inquired," How so?"

"Well I accidently bumped into him in the hallway-"

Alfred continued, describing everything that happened just yesterday. Kiku listened intently, trying to come up with some sort of conclusion about who the guy could be. Soon enough though, Alfred was blabbering and Kiku could only get a few clues from it. He was used to the American's endless talking, it happened every so often. Even though it wasn't common, it was too much for his liking.

"-and he nodded and he looked real polite n' stuff but wasn't let loose like me. At least he smiled, he looked nice when he smiled. Cause' I offered to help before he gave me this mean look and I thought he was an ass but it turns out he's a bit of a softy but I'm not too sure because I don't know him, ya know?"

Kiku nodded slowly, "May I ask what he looked like? I think I might know him. I know a few people like that."

"You do?! Who do you think it is?!" Alfred exclaimed, jumping in front of Kiku with expectant blue eyes.

"Tell me, appearance first." Kiku told him, Alfred calmed down a bit and sat back down.

"Okay," he started, making over-exaggerated hand gestures," he had these giant eyebrows, they're like, really big! He also has light blonde hair, he's a little pale, and he has green eyes."

Kiku turned pensive and tapped his chin, his lips too at times. Alfred stared at Kiku awaiting a response. Suddenly, Kiku raised up his index finger.

"I know who it is, Alfred."

"WHO!?" He yelled eccentrically standing up again, eager to know the answer. People turned around and shushed him, he did so, embarrassed, and whispered," who is it, Kiku?"

Kiku gave a polite smile and said," His name is Arthur Kirkland. He is a good friend of mine."

What? He's Kiku's friend? Small world, after all. But, how come he never got introduced to him?

"If he's your friend... how come I've never met him?" Alfred asked.

"Well until recently, he's very busy. He hasn't told me why though. I'd figured he had joined a club and was always in a hurry to do something but from what you've told me, I guess he hasn't."

"He goes to a job, he told me when he left. But I can still see him during school, right?"

"I guess you could see him during school, I see him here and there most of the time. He isn't that rare to see, Alfred. I'm sure he doesn't go to that job during school."

"Yeah, okay."

Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the bells rang through the hallways of Gakuen Highschool. Soon the halls were flooded and this time, Alfred looked for Arthur. The guy he wanted to meet so very badly for that unknown reason. His eyes weren't still, they scanned to room in hope to find a mop of blonde hair and a face with enormous eyebrows. He turned his head in all directions until his eyes landed on what he'd been searching. Arthur was already at the doorway! Alfred had to hurry if he wanted to catch up to him. He pushed through the crowd and this time he made sure he didn't bump into anyone too harshly. He had made his way out without any accidents and found Arthur walking alone on the sidewalk almost a block away making it around the corner. Alfred ran across the street and up to where his target was, going as fast as he could. As he got closer and closer he became more relieved at the thought he would get to finally meet this guy. When he made his last few steps he tapped on Arthur's shoulder then immediately he leaned forward putting his hands on his knees breathing heavily from running such a far distance. Arthur jumped and turned around at the sudden contact, surprised to find Alfred panting in front of him. What was he doing here?

"Hey, you're that guy from yesterday? Alfred, was it?" Arthur questioned, cocking his to the side. Alfred looked up to find Arthur's vibrant green eyes filled with confusion. Alfred could just stare, it seemed he underestimated Arthur's eyes. He stood up straight but didn't break the gaze. He had vivid, forest green eyes. His eyes were glued to Arthur's and he found himself getting lost in them, but quickly found his way back into reality by the call of his name.

"Alfred?"

"Ah-yes?"

"What are you doing here?"

Well, that was a trick question for Alfred to answer. He hadn't really thought about what he'd say to Arthur after he found him at all. He couldn't just say "Hey Arthur, I wanted to come meet you and get to know you because you seemed cool the other day and just happened to follow you here after school. Totally not stalking you though, dude. Funny story, eh?"

"I-uh," Alfred scratched the back of his neck," want to get to know you."

Arthur stared blankly at Alfred, clearly bewildered at his request.

"Yeah." Alfred said awkwardly looking away from Arthur.

A silence swept over them and Arthur turned on his heels and fled. He heard footsteps run after him and Alfred yelling his name, he didn't want to look back. He was too unsure of what to think of this and what to say to it. He absconded the scene in hopes to run away from this could-be trap. No one ever really asked him to be their friend, much less get to know them. He didn't have many friends, but the few he had were good. He mostly spent his time alone, solitary, by himself, doing whatever he pleased. And the action of someone asking him to get to know him? It was surely a joke, someone had tried to make fun of him. They probably wanted secrets out of him. What had he done wrong? It could've been that someone might've kept a grudge on him from the times he stood up for himself. He put up a pretty good fight those times. Back to the current situation, he ran inside Janey's Flower Shop and hoped that Alfred wouldn't find him. He hid behind a tall flower stand that adorned the inside of the shop and stood dead quiet. He waited for Alfred to go away couldn't help but feel guilty. What if Alfred actually wanted to be friends? He seemed like a pretty nice bloke. Damn, Alfred would certainly hate him for running away now. But, why did Arthur care? He hardly knew anything about this guy besides his name and-

Ting Ding

The bells clinked, alerting that someone had entered the shop. Had Alfred actually come inside to find him? Him? Arthur's eye's grew wide as he looked in between the flowers to see Alfred glancing around the shop, as if looking for something. And that something had to be him.

A/N: Cliffhanger! This was a bit rushed and sudden if I do say so myself. Grammatical errors? Yeah probably tons, but I'm not very good at fixing that most of the time xD. I think I need a beta reader. Seriously, I'm not very good at fixing tenses. I did research on it to watch out for it but I'm insecure about it. Tell me if you spot mistakes so I can go back and fix it. I also don't have a very colorful word choice, I often forget to use it.

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