His Hero -USUK- Chp.TwoPt. Two

~The rest of Chapter Two~

Alfred sat down in his seat at the lunch table with his usual Mc Donald's bag. Gilbert was
downing a gallon of jello. Tonio was nom-in on a taco. And Ivan was eating some weird
looking soup. But Al wasn't paying attention to them at all. He was looking around the
lunchroom.

'Where's Artie?' he thought.

"Heeellooooo?? Earth to Al!" he heard Gil whine at him, Al looked at him, "Huh?" Gil rolled
his eyes, "You are so weird lately. You sick or something?" Al smirked, "Nah, just a lot on
my mind."

'Artie's on my mind'

"Yeah well empty the head again! We have a big game coming up!" Al rolled his eyes, "Thats
almost two months away Gil," Gil stood up, "WE HAVE TO BE PUMPED!" he said in a
manry voice.

Everyone looked over.

"Sit down, you look like a fool Gilbert" Ivan said slurpping the last of his soup and walking away
from the table. Gil pouted and sat back down in his seat.

Toni looked at Al, "But really amigo, you sure you okay?"

"Of course! Jezz guys calm down" he said nervously and rubbed the back of his head.

Gil and Toni exchanged glances, 'Maybe we were right....'


~x*x~


During all of this Arthur was walking around town, he wasn't that hungry today, why sit in
that annoying room when you're not hungry?

'I'll go back last period' he thought as he walked down the side walk of the small town he
lived in. A lot was on his mind, but there was one thing that was bothering him too much.

'That bloody Alfred kid.'

What was with him? And how did he even know Arthur? No one knew him.

Except for Francis. But that was it.

He sighed, "Holy headache" he sat down on a park bench and closed his eyes, he didn't
even notice he wandered into the park.

Leaning his head back he thought about this Alfred character.

'How does he even know who I am? He has never noticed me before. Now he decides to? Ha.
It would be just like last time if I fell into someone's little trap. They're all bloody wanks.'

He sighed. Then he heard a small giggle and someone sitting on the bench next to him. He opened
his eyes and looked at the person.

It was a little boy with black hair and green eyes. He poked Arthur's forehead, "Were you sweeping
mistew?" he asked not being able to pronouce the "l" or the "r" sound. Arthur blinked and looked
up at his forehead that was just poked, "Uhm..no. I was just closing my eyes."

"Ooooohhh" the boys said rocking back and forth, he giggled, "You'we voice is funny mistew"
Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"You sound wike my fwiend" he said swining his legs.

Arthur smirked a bit, he had a soft spot for kids, "I talk weird because I have an accent" he told
the young boy.

The boy slapped his forhead, "Oh yeaah! My fwiend has an accent! He's fwom Engwand!"
he said giggling again.

Arthur chuckled a bit, "Im from England too" he said as the little boy patted his knees, "That's
coow" he smiled.

"There you are Justin!" a female voice yelled in a relived voice. Arthur turned around and
saw a woman that looked like the little boy running towards them. "Hi mommy!" the little
boy said while standing up on the bench.

The woman hugged the boy, apperantley Justin, and picked him up, "Just you can't run away
from mommy like that!" she said still looking worried, the boy frowned, "Im sowy mommy.."
She sighed and kissed his forehead, "It's okay, just don't do it again" she looked down at
Arthur.

He looked back, "Uh..hi" he said not knowing what to do, "Thank you for keeping him in one
spot" she said smiling. Arthur smiled a bit, "Ah..it was nothing."

She smiled and walked down the dirt trail holding Justin's tiny hand, "Mommy I want ice-cweam!"
she giggled, "Okay hun" she told him. Arthur watched the scene still sitting on the bench.

His heart ached.

It twitched.

It wouldn't stop hurting.

He got up and walked the other way,

"Maybe I'll make it to third block.."