Whispering "I Love You" {APH UsUk/UkUs}

Part 1: Gossip?

As Alfred walked through the hallway of Heta highschool, he heard that, as usual, gossip was going around. He strut down the hall, searching for his teammates. Some of them decided to skip first period, so since history wasn't Alfred's forte, and he was star and would loose all respect if he didn't, he was going to join them.

But, of course, he would need to find them first.

Which wasn't hard since they were near a binch of cheerleaders, and the cheerleaders are quite loud, especially a brunette one named Elizaveta, who was whacking Alfred's friend Gilbert with her purse.

"Hey guys!" Alfred called as he jogged up to them, slinging an arm around Gilbert and effectively moving him from where Elizaveta had been swinging.

"What's up, Al?" Gilbert asked with a large grin.

"Just been hearing a lot of gossip in the halls.." Alfred answered with slight unease. "Do ya'll know what it's about?" Everyone just looked at him a moment in silent shock. "What??"

"You have not heard??" Their Spanish quarterback, Antonio, asked.

Alfred shook his head."Heard what dude? What's with all of your faces?"

The bell rang then and everyone split, with Gilbert calling out to Alfred, "We'll tell you in a bit!"

Alfred rode with the wave of hormones and acne until they were passing the restrooms where he got out. He went into the far right stall, climbed onto the toilet and out the window before breaking out into a run to the football field. The teachers here were persistent a-holes, so they would have to keep in pretty constant motion, but they always met at the same spot under the bleachers.

As he rounded a corner, a scent of smoke caught his nose. Oh crap. Who let the punks loose?

"Oh, look what the cat dragged in~" The sweet, accented voice of Jett cooed. "It's pretty boy Jones."

"Suck one, Jettson." Alfred glared. "I'm not here for a fight."

Jett let a glare slip onto his face as well. "Oh really? Well, you're about to get one." The Aussie pushed himself off the wall and towards Alfred.

"Jett, calm down. He isn't worth it." A younger girl's voice spoke. Jett stood in front of Alfred and took a deep breath in before releasing a puff of smoke into his face.

"Fine." Jett shook his head and stepped around Alfred, who just let his gaze follow the Australian as he walked towards a young girl no older than 15, with brunette hair all gathered into a side ponytail. "But he is the reason that our cousin is where he's at, you know."

The girl sighed. "I know." And the pair turned to leave. But Alfred was curious. Who was their cousin? Where were they?And how did Alfred get them there?

"Wait!" He called, turning to face the two brunettes fully. They both turned towards him, Jett raising an impressive eyebrow and the girl with just a deadpan expression. "Who's your cousin??"

Jett just shook his head. "If you don't know by now, than you never will. C'mon Wyonna." And the two walked off, leaving behind a very confused American.

Alfred considered questioning them further, or even following them, but he remembered that his team was waiting for him. So off he went.

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When he finally arrived at the spot, they had half the time they had before. And Alfred knew he wasn't going to hear the end of it from Elizaveta.

But first he had to hear what this gossip was about.

"Al! Whyare you so late?" Antonio called to him as he saw him approaching.

"Yeah." Gilbert agreed, before adding "We could've been caught! We need to get going!"

Alfred sighed. "Sorry, let's go."

Elizaveta glared at him as the four of them began moving. "Where were you, anyway?"

"I ran into Jett, is all." Alfred muttered, peeking around a corner to make sure there weren't any adults. Seeing none, he quickly made his way into a closet and waited for the other's to catch up before shutting the door quietly and turning on the light. "Anyway, you said you'd tell me about the gossip."

"Yeah yeah." Gilbert waved his hand. "Oh queen of the gossip-leaders~ Tell him." Elizaveta smacked his arm before speaking.

"Shut up, Gil. Anyhow, apparently there was this punk kid named Arthur Kirkland," Alfred flinched. "Oh?~" Elizaveta scooched closer to him. "Did you know him?"

Alfred sighed. "Yeah. Once upon a time, we were friends. But that was forever ago."

"That doesn't sound like the whole thing, Al." Antonio said with a smirk, speaking the other two's thoughts.

"We're here to gossip, not talk about my past." Alfred huffed, turning his head away from them. This only encouraged them all to squish him inbetween them. After about a minute, Alfred couldn't take it anymore. "Fine! I'll tell you! But right after, you must tell me what happened to him, got it?"

"Yep!" Elizaveta agreed, as they all seperated out some again.

"I guess I'll start when I was 11........"

TO BE CONTINUED.

A/N: Heyy guys~ This is based off a prompt on otpprompts.tumblr.com, per usual. While I'd normally put said prompt at the top, I don't want to give anything away, so you'll have to wait! No spoilers! This is probably going to be around four chapters long, maybe a bit longer. It has a little angst in it, but it'll get fluffy at the end-!

I hope to see you in further chapters!