It is a new school year, and Alfred F. Jones and Arthur Kirkland have been assigned to be roommates for the year. Not knowing each other, they try to find qualities in each other before meeting the other, but come to a conclusion that they are polar...
Arthur had finally gotten out of the nurses office, and a bandage was wrapped around his head as he hobbled to Art, the one period that he didn't have Alfred in.
The teacher looked up from their pallet momentarily to welcome him in with a slight smile and then indicated for him to go to his seat.
He took his seat and looked over at his neighbor, the personification of Italy who was currently singing a song about spaghetti.
On the other side of him was a Hungarian woman who was trying to figure out what texture she wanted the leaves in her picture to be.
Arthur let out a sigh and opened his folder that had a still life project waiting to be started. He hadn't got the hang of it just yet, and yesterday he was too busy watching the Italian draw rather than work himself.
He was never really good at Art it seemed, but he tried his best.
"Ciao Mr. England!" The Italian chirped as he gave Arthur a close-eyed smile. He never opened his eyes, which made Arthur wonder how he could possibly see.
"Hello...uh...Italy?" He replied back with as much friendliness he could muster.
"You can-a just call me Feliciano!" The friendly man replied back with his heavy accent.
Arthur nodded and replied back with a slight smile, "Hello Feliciano. You can call me Arthur if you want too."
Feliciano seemed surprised when he saw the bandage wrapped around his head and asked with uncertainty, "Eh...Arthur your-a head seems to-a be hurt ve?"
Arthur nodded and replied with a tinge of annoyance lacing his voice, "Yeah, the infamous Bad Touch Trio and I had an unexpected ride down the stairs. This is my parting gift." Arthur indicted to the bruise covered by the bandages.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but vas Prussia bothering jou in any vay?" A voice asked from behind him and Arthur turned to face the Hungarian peer.
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"Ahh...so pretty..." Arthur thought as he stared at her smooth face with bright green eyes full of life.
He was so distracted at looking at her brown almost golden locks that curled and lay across her form before replying, "U-uh yeah! That Prussia guy chased me down the hallway with his buddies like a maniac until we collided and crashed..."
The Hungarian smiled sweetly and chirped, "Don't vorry! I'll take care of zat jerk later. Vhat's your name?"
"My name is Arthur Kirkland, and might I say you look beautiful today," The Brit answered politely as he kissed her hand.
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The woman blushed out of embarrassment and replied with a small smile, "U-uh, that's very sveet jou Arthur, but I'm vith Mr. Austria..."
"DAMMIT!" Arthur screamed at himself internally. He should have known that a pretty girl like her was dating somebody already.
He awkwardly pulled away and smiled. So much for a first impression.
Feliciano grinned from ear to ear and chirped out, "But Hungary! You are-a so pretty though!"
"Typical Italian..." Arthur thought as he turned back to his project that he still had yet to start. He got into his backpack and looked around for some coloring supplies and a pencil.
He pulled out a pencil that seemed sharp enough, but realized that he had left the colored pencils in his dorm room.
He sighed out in frustration as he leaned back into his chair.
"Mr. Arthur, I can-a give you my extra colored pencil set if you-a want it!" Feliciano offered as he handed Arthur a small brown box that made noise that sounded like something was inside of it.
Arthur thanked him and opened the box which had premium pencils that were for professional artists. After looking at all of the hues, he looked at Feliciano and replied, " Um, Feliciano, I can't take these, all of this is your and is valuable."
Feliciano omly smiled back and replied, "Oh no, those are yours now. I already have plenty of those anyways. I can afford to share!"
Arthur felt a little bad for taking the nice gift from Feliciano, but took it anyway and thanked him for the supplies.
And so, he sat next to the friendly peers and proceeded to start on his project with the help of Feliciano of course. ---------------------------------- "Alright, see you guys later!" Arthur yelled out as he left Art.
"Okay, now what..." Arthur thought as he began to realize that he barely had any friends.
"Maybe I should take part in an event of some sort. That way, I could possibly make more friends at this wacky school!" Arthur thought as he made his way toward the office.
His classes wouldn't start up in another hour or two, so he could have some leisurely time until then.
When he finally got there, he saw Antonio putting up some posters.
"Hola amigo!" He called out and waved, which cause the poster to fall back onto the Spaniard's head.
"Here, let me help you." Arthur offered as he helped Antonio finish up on the final poster.
He then took a closer look at what they were putting up.
"Hey, is there some kind of event going on?" Arthur asked Antonio while looking at the poster with bright colors.
"Yeah! Today is the annual dodgeball tournament! Are you going to sign into a team? Today's game looks brutal!"
Arthur looked at the names posted on the Teams slot which read:
Team 1 Ludwig (Germany) Feliciano (N. Italy) Romano (S. Italy) Kiku (Japan) Gilbert (Prussia) Antonio (Spain) Francis (France)
Team 2 Alfred (America) Yao (China) Ivan (Russia) Natalia (Belarus) Elizabeta (Hungary) Roderich (Austria) ______
"Oi! There's a spot still open! Can I still sign up?" Arthur asked with a grin.
"Yeah, go on ahead, this list won't submit until the final classes end. The game will be held in the gym. Make sure to wear your P.E clothes!" Antonio happily exclaimed.
"Alrighty then Antonio. See you on the court." Arthur replies back and shook the Spaniards hand.
"I, Arthur Kirkland, am ready for this game. I will be known as a country that won't be easily beaten!"
And with that, the Brit took off to his final classes with a winning smirk on his face. He was going to prove to Alfred that he could be just as good as the others. He's show him.
