Arthur Kirkland ran his tongue over the piercing in his lip, it felt odd but familiar. His hair was now a shocking green, which matched his eyes, and he was wearing skintight clothes straight from the punk age. "If Papa Celt could see me now," He laughed.

"He would throttle you, lad," Liam retorted. He took a swig of whiskey from the bottle in his hand.

"You're just jealous that you couldn't pull this off," Arthur stuck his tongue out at his brother. Liam narrowed his bright green eyes and closed the space between them.

"How are you so sure?" He asked, grabbing Arthur's tie. "You just recently started to talk to me again."

"No, you just now started talking to me," Arthur tried to break away but couldn't. Liam brought their faces together and Arthur almost gagged. His breath reeked of alcohol.

"Liam, I would be so happy if you wouldn't molest Arthur in plain view," Gwydion stated from the door way. His black hair was dripping wet, showing he had just gotten out of the shower and had his towel thrown carelessly over his shoulder.

"Thank you, Gwydion," Arthur smiled then frowned. "What do you mean in plain view? Are you saying he can do whatever he wants with me when we are in private?"

"Exactly, Artie, now I suggest you close this door or stop what you are doing because Iain is coming," The Welsh man said in a sing-song voice and disappeared into his room, which was across the hall. Iain walked past the door humming a familiar tune and stopped when he saw the position Arthur and Liam were in.

"What the hell is going on here?" He bellowed. Liam quickly backed away from Arthur.

"Nothing," he said embarrassed. Arthur suddenly punched Liam in the face.

"Bloody git!" Arthur yelled and started to step on his older brother. "Didn't I tell you when we got a divorce that I don't like you touching me like that!"

Iain was going to say something but instead back slowly out of the room. Arthur was not someone you wanted to be around when he was angry. Gwydion suddenly flung his arm around Iain and started walking down the hallway. "What happened after I left?"

"Arthur punched Liam and the proceeded to beat the shit out of him," Iain looked confused. "How did Liam get the alcohol though? Arthur cleared it all out when he found out we would be staying."

"Oh," Gwydion twirled a key ring around his finger, "I don't think we will ever find out."

In case you are wondering:

Gwydion - Wales

Liam - Ireland

Iain - Scotland

Well, I hope you will enjoy these short stories. I just LOVE these guys!

Please R&R