Warnings: Not Beta'd just skimmed over. If you find any mistakes do tell me and I will fix them. Also looking for a beta so if you are interested please PM me. Other warnings- there will be Bullying, language, and homophobia in this chapter you have been forewarned.

Hetalia does not belong to me.

Hope you enjoy the first chapter of my new story. R and R please.

CHAPTER 1

A new school usually meant new beginnings; beginnings where no one would know who you were.
Some could just show up to the new school and start all over. But, some had to move and disguise themselves hoping to have that new beginning.

Arthur looked up toward the schools building shifting the messenger bad on his shoulder. He clenched the book tightly in his hands while his body felt numb, and his stomach felt as if someone had out a butterfly enclosure in it.
He prayed that things would go well in this school. He felt his glasses slide toward the tip of his nose. Reaching up a hand he pushed the red frames back toward his emerald eyes. He blinked once before his eyes readjusted.

Taking a deep breath Arthur exhaled slowly before mumbling to himself and starting his walk toward the front doors of the school, "Now is better than later."

The old large carved oak door of the school made him think of home. Europe was full of doors like this and that made him feel more comfortable seeing something other than modernized America. The countryside did remind him of his home a bit (not as green), but the city's had all new buildings made of glass and steal. Buildings that people could afford to build.
Pulling the door open he was met with a smell that seemed to come from every school. It was the smell of old books, pencils, and the days cafeteria's lunch special. Stepping through the door and onto the schools marble floor he let the door close behind him.

The hall that was before him was quite, he guessed it was because he was early. Students would be arriving in a half an hour so he had to find the office and get his schedule quickly.
Taking another step into the schools hallway he could hear the squeaking sound of sneakers running across the marble floor. Glancing toward the sound Arthur saw his life flash before his eyes as a tall blonde student collided with him.

The larger student fell on top of Arthur landing on the smaller teens back.
The larger boy pushed himself of the smaller teen panicking, "Dude I am so sorry! Are you okay"

Arthur groaned in relief as he felt the larger teens weight lifted off his back. Luckily he had let his books go and chose to use his hands to protect his face, otherwise he'd have broken his glasses or worse his nose. "You should watch where your going."

The other teen nodded vigorously, "I know and I swear that will never happen again, I was just running from Miss Eliz."

Arthur readjusting his glasses and began to check himself for any injury. "Well if you must run away from someone do watch where you are going."

The other teen was quiet, but shifted his weight from foot to foot.

Arthur found this rude and then took the time to look at the other student. His eyes were a grayish blue and they seemed to be out of focus. Then his eyes caught sight of the large harnessed dog behind him. It took a moment for Arthur's mind to finally put the pieces together.
"Oh my God I am so sorry! I didn't mean to Oh God!"

The teen patted his leg making the dog move to rub against his leg. Grasping the harness's handle the teen waved a hand in front of himself, "It's okay."

Arthur began o reach around himself picking up his books and he sore he could feel that Dog glaring at him. "No it's not I was rude and should not have said something like that!"

The teen stuck out a hand toward the sound of the other's voice, "The names Alfred."

Looking toward the other Arthur saw the hand extending out toward him. Reaching out and taking it he was surprised when pulled to his feet. "It is a pleasure to meet you Alfred, my name is Arthur."

Alfred gave the other a smile. "Well Arthur I am sorry for running into you, it's just no one is in the school at this time so I though it'd be safe to run with out holding on to Tony here."

Arthur let go of the other's hand before reaching down and picking up his stack of books. "I see though the only reason I am here early is because this is my first day at this school."
Alfred's face lit up with a large smile. "Would you like me to show you around."

Arthur hesitated not to sure how to answer the others request. It was confusing never have been around a blind person before. Taking a deep breath he tried his luck, "If you can get me to the office that would be much appreciated."

Gripping the handle of the harness tighter Alfred stuck out his hand slightly. "Tony find the wall."

The dog began to guide the other toward the nearest wall before coming to a stop when he could tell Alfred had felt where he was.

Alfred hesitated for a second trying to get a grasp on where he was; once he had counted the steps in his mind he recognized the area and began to walk down a hall. "Alright follow me."

Arthur wanted to ask Alfred if he needed help or even knew where he was, but refrained feeling that he didn't need to. When Alfred had began walking he started to follow. He wanted to ask so many questions to the other, but again he was afraid of being rude toward the other.

Alfred's fingers came into a familiar grove in the wall before he gave a direction command. "Tony left."

The dog pulled his owner toward the left and down another hallway.

Alfred smiled once he felt the all glass door of the office. He moved forward before backing up and looking in the general direction of where Arthur was. "The office."

To say Arthur was astounded was an understatement. Sure he had heard about people having guide dogs and how they got around so well. But to believe that one could get around that well just amazed him. Reaching for the office door he pulled it open. "Thank you so much Alfred. I would have never found this place this school looks like a maze to me."

Alfred chuckled, "Yeah I know what you mean I had a hell of a time learning my way around. Tony door."

The dog began to move toward the door Arthur was holding open.

Following Alfred into the office he walked up to the counter.

Alfred smiled as he placed his hands on the office's front counter. "Hey, brought cha a new student. Kinda ran into him."

Linda a short but kind looking office woman looked up toward the teen as she gave him a soft smile. Standing up she made her way toward the front counter. "You are such a kind person Alfred. Thank you dear."

Alfred gave her a bright smile, "It was no problem. Plus I owed him it after mauling him in the hall."

Gasping Linda looked over toward Arthur, "Oh dear are you alright. I have seen this boy run before and tackle someone as well and let me tell it wasn't pretty."

Alfred made a sound of protest before speaking, "Hey that was football and I was allowed to tackle them."

To say Arthur was seriously confused was an understatement. He watched the other two engage themselves in a friendly bicker waiting for him to be noticed.

Catching out the corner of her eye some movement from Arthur she quickly moved her attention to the other boy. "Alfred shut up you made them forget that I had to help this boy."

Alfred crossed his arms, "Not my fault."

Linda smiled as she turned toward Arthur. "Sorry for that Alfred can be a little distracting at times. So just tell me your name and I'll get you your schedule."

Catching himself before he said the wrong name Arthur coughed before speaking, "My name is Arthur Johnson I believe I am considered a senior here?"

Nodding Linda went over to her computer and printed out the teens schedule. Handing Arthur the schedule she glanced over at Alfred who was fidgeting excitedly. "What is is it Alfred?"

Alfred smiled at Linda, "Can I be Arthur's guide today please?"
Linda sighed, "Well you are in all but two classes so I guess that won't be a problem."

Alfred beamed, "Thanks mom your the best."

Just when Arthur thought he couldn't be even more surprised. Taking the schedule off the counter Arthur quickly read through his list of classes.
HOMEROOM
AP GOV
AP WORLD HISTORY
CHEM I
AP ENGLISH
GYM
LUNCH
ALGEBRA III
STUDY HALL
MUSIC EDU

Noticing Arthur looking over the schedule she made a noise to catch the others attention. "You have all the same classes as Alfred except for Gym and Algebra, but Alfred can show you where they are before he gets to his classes. He moves so fast that I'm sure he won't be late."

Nodding Arthur offered the woman a polite smile, "I greatly appreciate the help."

Waving him off Linda smiled, "It is no trouble, but remember we are here to help so if you have any questions feel free to come see me."

Arthur held the door for Alfred once again as they left the office. His mind was a little frazzle by the all events the day had already had. Looking at his watch he confirmed his suspicion, 7:22 to early for this stuff.

"So we have Homeroom first and it is upstairs. The quickest way there from the front door is by making a straight shot to the other side of the school."

Raising his eyebrows in curiosity Arthur tilted his head to the side. "But I saw some stairs right by the door. Would they not be more convenient to take?"

Alfred laughed a bit before starting to walk down a series of halls. "Yeah it is. Though only if your by yourself. That staircase is jammed in the mornings making the one on the other side of the school a hell of a lot easier to use."

Making an "o" shape with his mouth Arthur took a few quick steps so that he was now walking side by side with Alfred. He wanted to ask him some questions, but was afraid to. Afraid that he might anger/offend the other, or even mess up the others concentration.

"So Arthur that accent what part of England are you from?" Alfred took a turn to the left Tony making him stop before he could run into another person walking down the hall.

"I was born in New Castle and lived their for most my life, but I have also lived in London."

"Didn't they film a bit of the Harry Potter movie somewhere around New Castle?"
Arthur's eyes lit up and some excitement leaked into his voice, "Yes. They used Alnwick Castle. Actually my grandmother owned a cafe around their and when I was helping her out I was able to meet J.K. Rowling."

Alfred halted his walking to turn in the direction of Arthur. His blue eyes were wide and though looked unfocused they stared at Arthur. "You are sitting me dude."

Arthur shook his head a bit, "I shit you not. Even got her to sign a few of my books."

"You are lucky!" Alfred's smile was nearly touching his ears when he began talking again. "I remember begging my mom to get me the first book when I was in First Grade. Then when I saw the movie in second I instantly fell in love with the series. Every winter I wear one of the house colored scarves that I got one year for christmas from my grandma." Alfred stopped talking and adverted looked toward the ground. "I'm sorry. I just...yeah I am a bit of a nerd."

Arthur found that dejected look not suitable for Alfred so he gave the other a smile. "I don't see what is the big deal about being a bit of a nerd. I prefer to talk to those kind of people anyways."

Alfred made a complete 360 and gave Arthur a smile, "Really no one besides Kiku and Ms. Eliz even attempt to talk to me about nerdy stuff." Alfred got even more quietly, "People don't really think much of me being blind and all."

Arthur chose to stay quiet as they finished their walk to homeroom. Though the teacher wasn't their yet and wouldn't be for another ten minutes Arthur chose to try out his luck. Normally he wouldn't bother, but Alfred had been so nice to him, and for some reason he didn't like the glum look on the other teen's face. "I don't know why they wouldn't think much of you."

"Blind people are supposedly dumb individuals. It doesn't matter that I'm in academic classes, looks are everything and if you don't look normal then you aren't." Alfred took a deep breath, "Thankfully I started losing my sight around thirteen so I was able to see things, see how people acted. It really helps, but in this school if you are the slightest bit different from everyone else you are going to be subjected to bullying. I hate it here, but moving is out of the question."

"People are rude. I understand that, but my mom always taught me to treat others with respect. No one is dumb everyone is smart some learn a little faster than others, but that doesn't mean the ones that don't learn as fast as the others do not know something the other fast learners don't." Arthur looked down toward his books his hand ran down the front of the top one. "Can you see anything at all?" Quickly realizing what he said Arthur panicked. "Sorry that impolite of me. You do not have to answer that if it makes you uncomfortable."

"My mom told me the same thing." Alfred shifted his weight in the desk getting more comfortable. "I can see colors but things are very blurry. It is like opening your eyes underwater when you already have really bad vision and aren't wearing goggles. Seeing to me is just blurs of random colors and throw some darkness in with it and that's what I see." Alfred paused for a moment. "I don't mind people asking questions. It means that they are trying to understand. Though they won't ever truly understand."

Arthur sighed with relief, "I am glad I didn't offend you. May I ask you another question?"

Alfred smiled at Arthur and gave the Englishman a nod of approval.

"What exactly do you have that caused it?"

Alfred's smile faded a bit, "They don't know. It has something to do with the macula, but they can't really tell. All they know is that they have no clue what it is and there is no cure."

"That's awful." Arthur felt that statement didn't justify the feelings he felt toward that story, but really he couldn't think of anything else to say.

"Really I have gotten used to it." Hearing the bell ring Alfred reached down and fiddled with his bag. Pulling out a book he sat it on his desk. The book looked different. The pages seemed more spaced and the book looked longer. Alfred smiled at Arthur again, "Got to look at the bright side of thing. For one I never have to be the designated driver."

Foot steps were heard rushing down the hallway as a tall man strode into the classroom.

"Morning Mr. D." Alfred gave the man a large smile, "I have the new student by me."
Alfred pointed toward Arthur who stood to greet the teacher.

"Good Morning, My name is Arthur Johnson."

The teacher looked toward Arthur and gave him a warm smile, "Ah Mr. Johnson glad to have you in my class." The teacher noticed Arthur beginning to stand up. "We have no assigned seats in this school so unless you are wanting to move to another seat you don't have to get up."

Arthur nodded toward the teacher, "Thank you."

"Mr.D I am showing Arthur around today so when it's time for me to leave I have to take him."

"That is fine just remember to exit quietly." The teacher known as Mr.D said before moving toward his desk.

People began filling the room and Alfred stayed turned toward the front.
Content with the silence Arthur leaned back in his chair while opening his notebook. Slowly he began to doodle some random person on the first blank sheet. He was occupied with this he never noticed the crumbled up paper smack Alfred in the back of the head.

Alfred hunched down in his seat which gave the bullies which some satisfaction. Thankfully the bell rang before they could do anything else.

This class was just like any other class to Arthur. It didn't differ most except the teacher had some new fancy bored which he would put notes on; but over all it was the same as any normal highschool class. Other than that watching Alfred read his textbook was quite interesting as well.

Alfred's fingers had moved gracefully over the small bumps on the page. His eyes would always be looking in the direction of the book almost if he were trying to will them to see for him.

A few minutes before the bell rang Arthur felt a hand on his shoulder. When he looked up he could see Alfred moving his eyes from him in the general direction of the door. Quickly grabbing his stuff Arthur followed Alfred out into the hall. "How did you know what time it was?" Arthur asked as he made quick steps to keep up with Alfred's fast pace.

Holing up his wrist Alfred showed Arthur the watch on his hand. The face of the watch had been removed and where the numbers were there were more of those little dots. "I can feel where the hands on the watch are and then follow them to where they point. That's how I can tell time."

"That is very interesting." Arthur moved to keep closer to Alfred when he herd the school bell ring. Students came pouring into the halls slowing down the fast pace they had been walking.

A large muscular boy pushed Alfred out of the way making him stumble. Luckily the dog moved in a way so that the teen could catch his balance on the wall.

This caught Alfred's attention irritating the teen. "Are you alright Alfred?" Seeing the other give a sad looking nod he helped the other steady himself. "Blasted wanker. Really running into you like that and not even having the decency to apologize is upsetting."

Alfred shook his head. "No that's okay Arthur no big deal happens all the time."

"That is not right Alfred they should watch were they are going."

"Arthur please can we drop it."

Arthur knew the words were not a request, but a statement. He gave the other a quiet yes before they continued toward their class.

When they entered the class room Tony stopped right before the door halting Alfred. The teen turned his head and politely asked whoever was sitting by the door to move whatever they had in front of it away so that he could walk through.

Hearing that made Arthur's stomach do a flip. How could people be so rude to this boy. He was such a nice person. He watched Alfred walk into the room toward the front seat closest to the window. He assumed the teen had a special seat in every class to make it easier for him to find his seat. He watched as a paper airplane hit Alfred in the side of the head. Turning to glare at the person who threw it Arthur could only see the whole class laughing.

Alfred kept his face downcast as he finished his walk toward his seat. When he pulled out his book a tall teen ran over to his desk and snatched it away.

Arthur only noticed a second to late when the other teen took Alfred's book. When he looked at the teen he could see the other scribbling something on it in with a sharpie.

"They took my book didn't they." Arthur herd Alfred ask. Putting his stuff down on the seat behind Alfred Arthur walked up to the taller teen that held Alfred's book. The teen didn't bother to notice Arthur but leaned over and threw the book onto Alfred's desk.

Once straightening up the teen finally took notice of Arthur. "And what would you want?"

"I was just wondering why you feel the need to take things that don't belong to you?"

Hearing Arthur's voice Alfred turned toward the English teen. "Arthur please sit down."

"He doesn't have to listen to you." A girl said from the back while batting her long lashes at Arthur.

"You're new here aren't you?" A smaller but built teen asked as he leaned forward in his desk eyes narrowing at Arthur.

Arthur glared at the boy something wasn't sitting right with him at the moment, "Yes, but I don't see how that concerns you."

A girl let out a gasp before looking straight at Arthur. "Well then we must save him."

Alfred pleaded from his seat. "Can we please just stop this?"

"Shut up Faggot."

Arthur raised a large eyebrow as he narrowed his eyes from the corner of his eye he could see Alfred go from worried to extremely depressed.
"That is a foul word."

"Not for someone like him." a girl said glaring at Alfred. "He probably takes it up the ass."

Arthur shot her a glare as well. "Jonesy there is gay so if I were you and wouldn't want people thinking that your gay as well I'd stay clear of him."

Crossing his arms Arthur continued to glare at the members of the group that surrounded him, "So your saying that one can not fall in love. Saying that he has no right to love what if I told you that it doesn't bother me that he likes other men. He has every right to."

"Then I'd say you were a fucking queer too."

"What if I am?"

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