Author's note: Ari is Iceland's name in this fic. This is the first fan fiction that I've ever submitted and constructive criticism is loved. Anything I can do to make your experiance reading this fic more enjoyable I'll try. I'm sorry for any OOC-ness. I hope you enjoy.

'Stupid Mum and Dad having to leave just to see jerk Arthur at that stupid academy.' Peter Kirkland thought with an annoyed pout on his young face.

'Ari isn't even fun. All he does is sit on the couch and read books!' Peter thought in indignation as he sat in front the TV playing his favorite video game. Behind him sat the subject of his thoughts, his Icelandic teenage babysitter Ari, whom his parents had appointed the task of babysitting Peter for the four days that they would be visiting Peter's older brother Arthur.

Arthur had always received more affection from his parent's than Peter due to Arthur having "Extreme potential despite his youth." As the headmaster had wrote in the letter of acceptance from 's Academy for Gifted Youths where Arthur was currently attending.

"Why don't you ever do anything fun Ari?"

Ari looked up from the book he was reading to stare down the twelve year old sitting on the floor, eyes fixed to the animated violence that flashed across the screen. "This is what I do for fun. It's quiet and it passes the time." The silver haired teenager spoke impassively as he returned to his book and continued reading.

"Seems about as boring as school to me." Peter muttered, immersed in the video game. Ari merely rolled his eyes and pretended he was somewhere, anywhere but here babysitting this obnoxious kid. It had only been two days since Peter's parents had left Ari to stay with Peter and Ari felt like he was at the end of his rope.

Ari was the only person in the apartment complex that did not know of Peter's legacy with the adults that had previously babysat for the Kirkland's and so he agreed to babysit for this tiny family.
Little did the reclusive Ari know that Peter had been a complete and utter terror for everyone that had previously cared for him. Everything from accidently setting the kitchen on fire to stealing ladies underwear; out of either curiosity or mischievousness no one but Peter himself knew, had been accused.

Although Mr. and Mrs. Kirkland had doubted the teen's ability to handle the boy's exuberant nature; Ari's guardian and older brother Lucas assured them that Ari knew how to take care of himself.
And looking into Lucas's soul-less blank eyes they were calmed, and then there was the fact that everyone they knew would not look after Peter for two hours; much less stay with him for four days.

"Can't we go somewhere? I'm bored with just sitting around all day." Peter told Ari while getting to his knees and scooting to turn off the game console and television. Ari marked his place in the book and sat the book on the cushion beside him.

"Where would you like to go? Nowhere too far I hope…" Ari said with his usual blank expression while Peter hoped to his feet and walked to the coat rack beside the door to the apartment's front door. Peter yanked both his and Ari's coats from the pegs and walked back to Ari in the living room.

"How about the park down the street? It's fun and my friends go there a lot so I won't get bored." Peter said handing Ari his red coat. Ari nodded in silent agreement as Peter pulled his own jacket on. Peter grinned widely and ran happily to the door of the apartment as Ari turned to get his precious book. Ari followed Peter outside the apartment into the hallway as Peter hummed happily to himself.

They walk the busy street to the park in near silence, the gray sky looming above them and the cold soon- to- be winter's wind nipping at their ears, with Peter interjecting an occasional comment as the only sound other than the growl of car's eniges on the street. Upon reaching the park Peter ran to the play ground to try to find his other youthful friends while Ari found a bench to sit down and read his book.

After five minutes of searching among screaming toddlers and small children for his friends Peter realized that his group of friends was not there and they probably wouldn't be coming that day. Peter looked idly around for a child around his own age and is met with futility. Then Peter spied Ari on the bench on the other side of the park, the quiet young man once again engrossed in his book.
Then Peter got a wonderful idea! He would give Ari a chance to have fun and play with the great Peter Kirkland!

Peter snuck around the slide he was standing beside to get into a position where he would be behind the bench with Ari's back to him. Peter began to sneak toward the bench with what he thought was great stealth. Just a little closer and he would be able to grab the book in front of Ari's face.
Peter slowly stuck his hand toward the book and just as Ari's head began to turn to catch him Peter grabbed the book lightning fast out of the surprised teenager's hands and ran to the edge of the park.

Ari ran after the boy yelling curses in Icelandic as he began to pant. Peter looked over his shoulder quickly and ran toward the road that was in front of the park. Peter quickly ran across the street waiting for Ari to give chase.

Ari stopped for a moment to catch his breath and jogged across the road to catch Peter. Peter let out a horrified scream and Ari felt a sharp pain and felt himself thrown as he fell into darkness.

Ari never even saw the car that hit him.