Francis walked Matthew into the preschool center and gave him a quick hug and kiss on the head as the two departed. "Papa will see you this afternoon! You be good!" Matthew nodded and grinned widely. "Oui Papa!"

Arthur smiled softly, waving to Matthew as the child waved a farewell to him as well. "He's a cute kid." He said softly as Francis got back into the car. The two hadn't said much that morning, trying to ignore the tension between them and neither one wanted to bring up the kiss or the extremely early morning conversation, especially in front of Matthew.

Francis smiled softly. "Merci cher." The nickname slipped before he could catch it, causing both to blush slightly. They rode in silence the rest of the way to school.

"You can stay in the class room with me if you'd like. You can help me get class ready?" Francis offered as the two exited the car. He wanted to spend a bit more time with the teen and discuss the kiss in an effort to ease tension between them.

Arthur shrugged his approval and followed Francis to the class room. The blonde man began to write on the board, ignoring the stare from Arthur.

Arthur leaned against his desk and and crossed his arms, back pack in his seat. "I uh..." He trailed off in embarrassment. Francis turned towards him. "Oui?" The Brit coughed softly. "I don't see why we couldn't try...?" He trailed off questioningly.

Francis turned away. "I'm your teacher. You're a student. I have a son. You're much younger than me." Francis listed off, trying to convince himself as much as Arthur that they wouldn't work. That there was no possible way they could.

Arthur crossed his arms stubbornly. "I'm seventeen! I'll be eighteen in April.*" Francis sighed. "I'm twenty-four. And have a son." Francis tried to remind him.

The emerald eyed teen looked to the floor and bit his lip. As much as he loathed to admit it the frog had a point. There was a slight age gap between them, and though that could easily be over looked, Francis was his teacher. And the man had dated his elder brother.

This thought brought a scowl upon the British teens face. "You kissed me back." Arthur crossed his arms and looked out of the window, a small blush painting its way across his cheeks. Francis mentally cooed at how cute the teen looked and had to resist the growing urge to hug the scowling blonde.

Instead the Frenchman coughed uncomfortably. "I know. And I'm very sorry." The teen pursed his lips and thought quickly. "But you still kissed me back! So you had to have felt something!?" Arthur practically pleaded. 'I'm not desperate! Just... curious.' He told himself as Francis looked back to the board.

Francis rubbed at his eyes and mumbled under his breath. "I have a son Arthur. I don't want to bring anyone into his life if there's a chance that that person may leave it."

"I..." Arthur trailed off again and bit his lip. He hadn't really thought about that. Did he want to stay in Matthew's and Francis' lives? Could he do that? 'What if I'm not a good enough person or example for Matthew though?' He thought worriedly as he pictured the sweet, innocent child doing even half of the things that he'd done in the past.

But as he stared at Francis' back he nodded slightly to himself as he became lost in thought. 'I want to stay with them.' "I won't leave. I want to stay. Please let me?" The British teen walked over towards the Frenchman until he was only four feet, it that, away from him.

Francis glanced up at the ceiling in desperation. "Jeanne. Je suis désolé," he uttered in quick French before quickly turning towards Arthur and grabbing onto him and crashing his mouth upon Arthur's.

Arthur quickly forgot about his shock and pulled the Frenchman closer, effectively deepening the kiss.

A few seconds passed by and two broke apart with small gasps and blushes. "This is a secret, oui?" Arthur nodded in agreement. "Completely. Frog." Francis rolled his eyes and turned back to the door. "Let's get ready for class cher."

A/N: *Arthur's bday being in April- I read from a few people on the interwebs that England birthday is either April 23rd or 24th. So yeah. I'm using it. Also how was that? Out of the reviews I received on the last chapter(thank you all of you by the way! Mattie loved the icecream!) everybody except for two people voted for choice one. Which was 'Screw the rules! Let's date! FrUK the police!' ...not in those words but close enough! Reviews get turned into pancakes for Mattie! Cmon! You know you wanna make a certain Canadian happy~ x3

Oh the reason I had Francis apologize to Jeanne was because he still does love her. That was his wife and I think he'd feel like he was in a way replacing her by dating someone *shrug*