Not much I need to say here. I just want to specify that, (l/f/s) stand for 'least favorite subject.'
You rose from your bed and stretched as the afternoon rays of sunlight made your (e/c) orbs sparkle as if they were diamonds. Your eyes scanned the book that you have slept with in your arms. A bright smile appeared on your face as you fingered the delicate pages of the ancient book. This book happened to be called, "The Gate of Glory", which was about a teenage boy named Nate. The main conflict in this story was about Nate searching for his long lost childhood friend named Glory. You just bought the book out of complete curiosity, but you were unaware at how addicting and wonderful the book turned out to be.
Being an only child, the internet and books provided your need for entertainment. When situations got tough, you pulled out an anonymous book and escaped from reality. However, due to your love of books, you were very timid and antisocial when it came to socializing with other members of society. Usually, society assumes that book nerds prefer to stay in their own personal shell at home, however you went outside of your house and read your book under an old oak tree. Speaking of which, it was about time you should get going.
You got up from the warm comfort of the bed and changed into skinny jeans, a (design) shirt, and a simple hat to top it off. You walked downstairs and opened the front door, while putting on your shoes.
"I'm going to the library, Mom! I'll be back!" You exclaimed throughout the household.
"Be careful, (Y/N)! Don't meet any boys!" She yelled back in the kitchen.
You closed the door behind you then locked it, proceeding to walk to the library. The sun illuminated its light perfectly, making your (h/l), (h/c) hair roast. You took a deep breath of the fresh fall air as you walked through the streets.
After ten minutes, you finally reached the red-leafed tree on the property of the library. You took a seat on the soft grass and quickly adjusted yourself so you could feel more comfortable. After adjusting yourself, you lay back on the tree and turned to the page thirty six. Once you got to the page, you began reading where you left off.
"Nate frowned as he packed his traveler's backpack. Today, he discovered that his childhood friend was missing, and so he set out on an adventure to find the blonde-haired girl. He would never let his eyes wander off from his friend, but now that he failed to do that very thing, he planned to go to every corner of the earth just to save her. Glory was Nate's only friend. It's not like he was shy or anything, it was because people neglected him due to his crimson and pitch-black heterochromia. All his classmates avoided him, all except Glory." As she continued reading, she failed to notice a tall shadow behind her.
The emerald-eyed man read a few lines from the book behind her before greeting her.
"Hello, love." He said in a thick British accent. You jumped and slammed the book shut.
"H-Hello." You said with a large amount of uneasiness in your voice. The messy blonde frowned as he observed your trembling position.
He definitely had a better taste in music then most modern boys these days. He wore an olive, green vest over a white long-sleeved cream shirt along with some leather pants. You mentally sighed of relief after you saw what he was wearing. You resented what modern boys wore, and you were glad that there was someone in the world who dressed like a gentleman.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you, love." The British man apologized, frowning.
"I-It's okay; it's my fault for not being aware of my s-surroundings." You said in reply.
With your shocked expression, came a skeptical mind. Who was this British man? You never saw him around town before, especially one with such manners.
"E-Excuse me, but who might you be?" You asked with a mixture of curiousness and shakiness.
"Oh, excuse my manners love. My name is Arthur Kirkland. What's your name?" Arthur asked curiously with a friendly smile.
"My name is (f/n) (l/n). It's nice to meet you Arthur." You replied shyly. Arthur's eyes scanned the spine of your leather book closely.
"So, what b-brings you to the library?" You managed to ask after building up the courage to start a conversation. His emerald eyes looked into your (e/c) ones ask you asked the question.
"I just wanted to explore my new home. You see, I have just moved in from England, and I was hoping to find a library." Arthur explained.
"Oh, by the way, are you transferring to the academy here?" I heard rumors that a new student was going to arrive." You asked, ignoring the shy side of your personality.
"Gakuen Hetalia, correct?" Arthur asked. You nodded your head softly. "How are the students?"
"All the students in our academy are very generous and friendly." Your thoughts went deeper into other categories of people. "Most of our people are friendly and generous anyways."
Arthur chuckled adorably, but his laughter faded when a phone was imitating a familiar tune. The tune happened to be by a popular band in England, but not a popular one.
"Is that song 'Absolutely Invincible British Gentleman'?" You asked with a bit of curiosity shown in your voice.
"Correct, love. Excuse me while I take this call." Arthur said before picking up his call. As he was talking, you especially noticed the excessive use of the word 'git' used in every sentence. After ten minutes of endless chatter, he finally hung up.
"I have to go to a family reunion." Arthur said sadly. You frowned and nodded in understanding.
"See you at school, my dear!" The man exclaimed, waving his hand to you while walking.
"Goodbye." You answered softly. Once he was out of sight, you blushed badly and narrowed your eyes. You realized that you have never talked to someone like that ever in your life! You clenched your book in your arms and smiled dearly. You knew that this was the beginning of love; however, you didn't try to overcome these feelings.
The Next Morning
The alarm you set as (f/s) awoke you at exactly at exactly seven o' clock in the morning. You got up and did your daily weekday routine: brushed your teeth, took a shower, dried and brushed your hair, and then changing in your adorable uniform.
As you finished the last touches to your uniform, you ran downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of toast.
"See you after school, my dear! Like I said, don't meet any boys!" Your mom exclaimed as you ran towards the door.
"Bye, Mom!" You said getting into your shoes. You took the keys off of the table next to the door then headed out. Everything that you needed was in walking distance so you didn't need to worry about getting late. The only reason you rushed today was because you had to show a new student around.
As you ran to the academy, you bumped into a familiar blonde.
"Are you okay, love?" Arthur asked, giving you a hand to help you up.
"Y-Yes, I should really be more aware of my surroundings," You said.
"Now that we are both here, do you mind showing me around the campus?" Arthur asked.
"Of course. Let's go." You said calmly. As you walked to the first classroom, you couldn't help to mentally fangirl over how good he looked in his uniform. He wore black slacks with a white dress shirt under a golden vest with a jacket with the school's symbol on it. As you made your way to the library, you couldn't help to notice the Bad Touch Trio strolling along. You prayed that they wouldn't bother you today, however you were too late. Francis was the one to make the first move.
"Ohonhonhon~ Why don't you ditch this thick-eye browed caterpillar and fall into my arms?" The French man asked, kissing your hand. You blushed and looked away.
"F-Francis! I will never EVER fall into your arms!" You exclaimed. You tried to push him away, but since he had a nice grip on your hand, he pulled you closer to him. His other hand was wrapping around your waist. You could feel your blush getting deeper as your eyes widened.
"Leave her alone, frog." Arthur said with his teeth gritted. Francis turned his head to Arthur.
"Oh? What are you going to do about it, mon cher?" Francis asked. After he asked the question, Arthur punched the left side of his cheek. Francis instantly let go of you and fell to the ground. Gilbert and Antonio rushed to Francis's aid.
"Shall we go, love?" Arthur asked. You nodded and led Arthur to the music room.
"We won't give up, frau!" Gilbert exclaimed. You rolled your eyes as you opened the door to the music room. Arthur closed the door behind him.
"Thanks for helping me back there." You thanked with your eyes sparkling. Arthur blushed and smiled.
"Anything for you, love."
As the months passed by, you and Arthur hung out every day. Every day, Arthur protected you from the dangerous trio. After many failed attempts, the trio moved on to a Hungarian girl. He helped you with your (l/f/s) homework and lectured you until you fully understood the material. Love was growing between you two, but you couldn't risk ruining the relationship you had now.
---------- Four months later: After school ----------
You waited for Arthur to get out of the restroom patiently. He seemed to be the only boy you knew who took his time in the restroom. After five minutes, he finally came out.
"Let's go to the library, love." Arthur said, leading the way. You didn't hesitate to follow his steps beside him. Luckily, the library was right next to the academy, so you didn't have to worry about strangers coming your way. As you reached the oak tree, you got out some homework and started to fill in the blanks in the book. However, you failed to notice Arthur using magic to transport you guys elsewhere.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you smelled the new breeze. It smelled like a blend of millions of flowers coming together in harmony. This description of the fragrance brought you to one conclusion. You and Arthur were at Glory's Gate. You put your book down and looked at your surroundings. You were right; every corner of the area had a flower planted in its soil.
Arthur plucked a (f/c) flower from the ground and placed it behind your ear. You could feel a blush crawling up your face already
"W-Why did you do this for me?" You asked, tears of happiness forming in your eyes. Arthur only chuckled in reply.
"It should be obvious by now, love," Arthur said. A blush was also creeping up his face. "I love you for a very long time, love. I could never bring myself to tell you." Your eyes widened and the tears finally started to come out.
"Arthur, I loved you since we first met. I was too shy to ever admit it to you." You explained. Arthur smiled and wiped away your tears then wrapped his arms around your waist. You wrapped your own arms around his neck. He leaned in and kissed you gingerly on your soft lips. You let your eyes shut as you returned the kiss. Your kissing skills were inexperienced at first. You blushed in embarrassment that your first kiss was Arthur. However, after a few minutes you got the hang of it. The two of you kissed in perfect rhythm and harmony. It felt just like heaven itself; you didn't want it to end. However, due to the curse of air, you two stopped the course of action. Arthur hugged you after you guys pulled you away.
"So will you be my girlfriend?" Arthur asked.
"You really are an idiot if you don't know the answer to that." You replied, hugging him back.
---------- At home ----------
Your mom stared at Arthur with a huge scowl on her face. You could already tell that Arthur was feeling uncomfortable.
"What do you think about (Y/N)'s breasts?" She asked with the same expression on her face. Arthur blushed and looked away, scratching his head. You raged at your mother at such a ridiculous questions.
"MOM! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?"