Back then (FrUK)

Chapter three

~Arthur POV Flashback~
"I am glad you actually came."
"Yeah, well I did not have anything better to do," I laughed. Ivan and I walked around the bleachers trying to find a seat. "Oh! Ivan! Arthur! Over here!" we both turned to the person who yelled. It was Yao; he had the team's logo on his shirt, with a hot dog in his hand. He looked excited to see us which was nice. "Oh, let's go to him," Ivan said excitedly. "Okay," I smiled.

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"Wait?! Who is Yao?" I looked at my granddaughter as she looked confused. "Ahh I remember Yao; I think he moved back to China a year ago, isn't that right?" Gilbert elbowed Antonio as he nodded. "He is just an old friend of ours," Francis smiled at the children. I looked up at everyone who nodded at us. "Amelia, do us all a favor and stop interrupting papa," everyone looked at Maddie shocked. "That hurts Maddie," Amelia joked. "Alright, children, let dad finish," Alfred separated the girls. "Yes! Hurry before I take over," Francis smirked at me. "I am going, fool" I shook my head. I cleared my throat softly as I adjusted myself to continue.

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"I see our team is winning,"  Ivan laughed.
"Yes, Ludwig is of course leading everyone. Such a good player," Yao said in a dreamy way. "You should have joined the team," Yao looked at Ivan in a serious way. "Maybe next year," he laughed back. I never really did come to these American football games, but I figured that I should go out more. I lay my chin on my hand looking onto the field full of players. Number "51" was Ludwig, and he was the star player in the whole school. Everyone loved him.

Especially that Italian guy, I had a feeling something was going on between them. But, I guess he does not want to show everyone how he feels about the poor guy. "OH, GOD!!! HOW HARD IS IT TO CATCH A BALL?! MY MOM COULD DO BETTER!" I heard a yell. I looked to the source and saw a student standing angry.

Along with two other guys holding him down. "Don't forget that you have the same mom," the one with brown hair laughed nervously. He looked around to everyone staring, finally pulling the other guy down.

I soon recognized the shouting student as Gilbert, he was brother's with the number 51. Heh, doesn't he at least have some courtesy? I looked over to Ivan and Yao, who stopped their chatting to look at the commotion.

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"Here we go...."
"What is it, Papa Francis?" Sakura looked at Francis curiously. "Oh, nothing.....my dearest Arthur is about to tell how we met," Francis looked away nervously. I started to laugh at him and nod. "It was quite hilarious," I chuckled. Everyone looked at me interested as if telling me to continue. "Alright then, calm down; I am telling you the story," I laughed some more.

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"BROTHER?! ON GOD I WILL BEAT YOU!" Gilbert yelled some more. "God, they are annoying," I told Ivan. They both nodded as I looked back to the game. However, the yelling continued. "Grrrrrr," I groaned, annoyed. I looked back at the student, and everyone around him seemed annoyed as well. "THAT IS IT!" I yelled, standing up. Ivan looked at me, concerned as I held a fist up. "What are you doing?" He asked, concerned. "WILL YOU SHUT IT? WE ARE TRYING TO WATCH THE GAME, YA WANKER!" I yelled back, annoyed. Everyone looked at me, shocked, as the student slowly turned his head towards me.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" Another voice yelled at me. I looked at the person next to him. It was a guy with long blonde hair. He had pushed Gilbert down and pointed a finger at me. "I WAS TALKING TO YOUR FRIEND; MIND YOUR BUSINESS CARGO SHORTS!!" I yelled back. I said "cargo shorts" to imply that his choice of clothing was stupid, which meant that he was stupid.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY SHORTS?"
"YOU HEARD ME!!!"
"YOU WANT TO GO THEN?"
"LET'S GO!!!"
I soon felt Ivan trying to pull me back down to my seat. I could also see Gilbert trying to pull the other guy down. However, he left his seat and walked over to me. Which I then....started to walk toward him. If he wants to fight, then a fight he gets. "What now? Are you going to just stare at me as if you love me? Hit me!" I yelled. His face scowled as he groaned from annoyance.

"Look, eyebrows, let's settle this somewhere else," he glared.
"No, let's do it now!" I started to roll up my sleeves, along with him. "You asked for it!" He yelled. Before I knew it, I felt a sharp pain in my jaw that shocked me. Crap! He just punched me. "You will regret that," I chuckled. I held up my fists and started to soon get into a fistfight with him.

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"The both of you fist fought?" Everyone said, shocked. Gilbert and Antonio laughed in the corner. "Yeah... we were kids, and that was the only time we got physical like that," Francis and I looked at one another nervously. "Who won?"Kiku asked, shocked. "I did," Francis and I said in unison. "You see, children, they have been fighting about who won for years," Gilbert laughed. "All started because Arthur called Francis shorts stupid. Isn't that funny," Antonio laughed.

Everyone nodded at us with smirks "so what happened next?" Amelia asked, interested. "I will do the honors this time!" Francis jumped up like he was twenty years old. He was so extra, but I loved him anyway. "Okay fine, you can now tell the story," I shook my head, sitting back to listen. "I will start from the beginning, but a quick recap so I won't bore you," Francis smiled. Everyone nodded interested as he began the story.

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