USUK story: the boy i used to know prolouge

                             USUK story: The boy I used to know   
Two 6 year old boys sat on a swing set, if anyone had been passing they would have assumed the two were friends, on any normal day they would have been correct but today wasn't a normal day, today was the day the boys had their first fight. "I don't understand why you're so angry, what's wrong with me talking to Francis!!!" a blond boy with an American accent cried out angrily "Alfred, you know I don't like him, I told you to stay away from that weirdo" and English boy with huge eyebrows screamed back. That seemed the only make the American boy angrier "I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO ANYTHING YOU SAY CUZ YOUR NOT MY REAL BIG BROTHER, YOUR JUST A BOSSY EYEBROW MONSTER!!!!" the currently red faced American screamed, almost immediately after he felt a harsh sting on his face causing him to stumble back a little. The American boy looked up in shock at the English boy who had just slapped him.
Arthur looked back with a comic expression of horror "A-al I didn't mean-" before Arthur could even finished his sentence he was tackled  to the ground by a furious American, who as soon as Arthur hit the floor started to punch the shit out of him, Arthur in total shock completely forgot, and as soon as he realised what was going on put his hands up to defend himself from the barrage of hits he was receiving, after taking about 3 more hits from Alfred he mange to push him off and managed to crawl backwards till he was at least three feet away from him, he had an expression of pure fear on his face "YOU'R  THE WORST, I HATE YOU!!"  Arthur screamed with tears running down his face, he got up and ran away from the park as fast as his little legs could carry him.
Alfred sat there were Arthur had left him in shock before screaming back "OH, YEA WELL I HATE YOU TOO", Alfred sat there watching Arthur run away before feeling something wet slide down his cheeks, the boy put a hand to his face surprised that he was crying after all it's not like he was sad, the stupid eyebrow monster deserved it, after he stopped crying he picked himself up exhausted after his and Arthurs little fight and dragged himself back home.
~~~~to Arthur~~~~
Arthur had finally reached his door after running all that way and somewhere along the journey had stopped crying, even though his eyes were still red, he sighed how he was going to get passed his mum like this he'll never know, he tried to clean himself up a little and put on a emotionless face hoping no one would look at him. He opened the door gently before tip toeing to the stairs "okay now I've only got the stairs then I'm home free" he thought to himself, he was half way up when  he there was a creak "…oh, bollocks" he thought as his mother seemed to appear without warning, like she was materialising out of thin air (like the creepy ninja that she was known to be) with his younger brother peter in her arms  "oh, Arthur , sweetie why didn't you say you were home" she said smiling her trade mark fess up or your grounded smile. Arthur tried to shield his black and blue face from his overprotective mother while trying to think of a good enough excuse to come in and sneak up stairs without saying hello, but realised he had failed miserably when he heard a loud shriek "OH, MY GOD ARTHUR WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!!"She screamed alerting everyone in the house to his presence…just great. Arthur seeing no point in trying to hide it since his mother had already seen it came down the stairs so his mum could fuss over him, It was at that moment that Arthur's oldest brother Scott came walking in "so from the look of ya mug I'd say our little Artie just ad his first fight, HA did ya just sit there and take the punches, you look like shit" came the smug  Scottish voice from the doorway , "….it took me by surprise what do you want me to say Scott?" the tired boy asked he'd had a long day and quite frankly did not want to sit and listen to his older brothers sniping at the moment. "Scott this isn't funny now go and be useful by going and getting the first aid box" Scott grumbled at the request but quickly went running up the stairs when he received his mother's glare that promised a smacked arse weather he thought he was too old for it or not.
As soon as Scott was out of sight another 3 more children appeared in the door way 2 of them were totally identical, they had ginger hair and a smug grin covered their faces, they were both sniggering. The third face that was practically identical to his own apart from the fact the hair was a little bit darker then Arthur's as well as a little bit longer "Arthur, what happened!!Who did that to you!!!?"came an angry welsh voice as his twin came rushing over to him and held his shoulders, sure sometimes they didn't get on and they argued a lot, but when I came down to it they were brothers and when someone picks on one Kirkland they pick on them all. It was just the family way, but that didn't mean that Arthur liked it at this moment in time.
Arthur faked a smile that actually really hurt since his cheeks were bruised and bleeding "don't worry Will I'm fine, it's nothing really. It was just a group of idiots that didn't like me walking through their neighbourhood is all" William growled "Artie all you need to do is tell us who done it and we can go and deal with these dickheads ourselves" a look of panic crossed Arthurs face he didn't want to get anyone else in trouble especially not Alfred even though he'd hurt him and he told him he hated him, that didn't mean he wanted to see him beaten up by his brothers, he couldn't do that to Alfred, "no, really it's nothing…I didn't see what they looked like anyway" the little boy said just wanting to get them all off his back.
At first his mother was shocked but then became rather flustered, then went on to full blown mother lion protectiveness, "what kind of monster would do this to a little boy, I mean it looks like you were trampled on by a herd of cows, IF I EVER CATCH THE BRUTES THAT DONE THIS IM GONNA PULL THEIR SPINS FROM THEIR BODY" Arthur, William, Paul, Jacob and the newly emerged Scott who had just come down the stairs in time to see his mother throwing one of her legendary fits , stood and watched as she ranted about all the terrible things she would do to the guys who hurt her baby "well guess this means were gonna move again, nice going ya little turd" the redhead said with a sneer "Scott this aint Arthur's fault so don't blame him" William said with clear distaste at the thought of moving again, after all moving was way too stressful and he would have to get all his stuff in boxes which was troublesome when you couldn't find anything you wanted to find. Arthur sighed he knew that this was going to end like Scott predicted. Like every other time one of them had come home totally beaten up.
~~~~time skip to when Arthurs father came home~~~~
When Michael Kirkland came home he was usually greeted my fighting sibling's and a beautiful wife but today when he opened the door he witnessed the sight of not only fighting siblings but stacks of boxes upon boxes, he sighed he knew what this meant, another one of his sons had got into a fight and for their safety they were moving to a place he looked around before finding the twins hiding in a rather big box conducting what looked like a plane to attack Scott and steal his PSP so they could sell it on eBay, "nice plan you got there boys, now care to tell me who was beaten up this time?" this caused the twins (who were so busy planning that they hadn't herd the door open) to jump and fall out of their box "ow, dad don't scare us like that"  Paul said as he rubbed his ginger head "sorry, not my fault you too were too busy getting ready to commence a surprise attack on Scott to notice your dear father entering the house, and are you two gonna answer my question about who got beaten up? Wait let me guess it can't be you two, soo I'm guessing Scott or William" their father said with smug smile "actually darling it was Arthur, this time" came a sweet voice from behind him, startling him so he jumped 3 feet in the air "AHH…aww sweetie it's just you, and what it was really Arthur he's such a quiet little boy I never suspected he would get into a fight" Michael  sighed "NO that is where you are wrong Arthur was attacked, he didn't start the fight some brute's beat the snot out of him!!" Linda Kirkland said angrily while leading her shocked husband upstairs were her second youngest was sleeping soundly while William was putting all their stuff in boxes, after his rough day "oh, my god, he looked like he was trampled on my a herd of cows" Michael said as he quickly moved over to his bruised sons side "I know right, that is exactly what I said" Linda said sadly while joining her husband next to Arthur, William looked back at his parents slightly , he was concerned about his little brother too , but if Arthur didn't see who done it then there was nothing they could do but move. "Hey…mum, dad where are we going to be moving this time?" the blond boy said uncertainly. "Will, sweetie don't worry I've already got that sorted, were going back to England!!!" his mother said happily, William smiled slightly at least they weren't going to a new place where they would have to learn the language and try to fit into that country's way of doing things, "are we going to be living in the same neighbourhood we were before?" he asked getting kinda excited at the thought of going back to their home in hackney. Of course his favourite place they stayed was in wales (which is why he kept the accent), but hackney was a nice place to stay too. "Actually, sweetie…I was kind of thinking of moving to Essex or Wanstead, I mean hackney is nice and all but I'd quiet like a change and if we live in Wanstead we can be closer to grandma!!" Linda said trying to encourage a positive mood from the younger boy.
William sighed well it wasn't like he had a choice anyway there mother had already made the decision for them "well dearie how long do you reckon it will take us to get everything packed and  ready to leave then?" Michael asked trying to change the subjected "hmmmm...I reckon about maybe, 3 weeks at the most" Linda said trying to brighten the mood But failing to do so since William was not a happy bunny to begin,  with the thought of living out of boxes for 3 weeks did not please him.
~~~~time skips 3 weeks later at Arthur's school~~~~
It was the end of the school day and Alfred was concerned Arthur hadn't come in today he was never ill even throughout the whole argument he came in every day.  he was worried. Since there argument neither of them had been talking Arthur pretty much stuck with his brother William and Alfred stated as far away from them as possible, but he and Arthur had to make up eventually this was their first ever fight and one of them had to give in eventually. Alfred was the hero and heroes apologised (even if it was entirely eyebrow monsters fault it's not like he was hero enough to see that). Alfred decided that he was going to buy chocolates and go take them to Arthur's house, which is what he done but when he got there he noticed strange things about Arthur's house. Usually it's always lively and had an air of happiness about it but now…it seemed kinda empty, he knocked at the door to find that no one  answered he then looked in the windows to find that there was nothing in the kitchen it was totally empty.
Then Alfred's over imagination was beginning to get the best of him. He started thinking what if because he wasn't there that aliens came and took Arthur and his family cuz he weren't there to protect them oh, no what if it was ghosts what was going to do then it's not like he could fight ghosts not without an exorcist or a priest!! Oh noo what was he going to do?  it was at this point Alfred had started running all over the lawn in fear of what the ghosts had done to Arthur and his family ."em, excuse me son but why are you rolling around on the grass like that?" an old man said gently as he looked curiously at Alfred "OLDDUDEYOUGOTTAHELPMEICANTFINDMYFRINDARTHURANDIDON'TKNOWWHATTODOITHINKTHEGHOSTSGOTHIMANDIDON'TKNOWTHENUMBERFORGHOSTBUSTERS!" the boy said it all in one sentence not taking a breath for the whole of it. The old man looked confused at first before letting out a creaky laugh "oh, my, what an imagination you have there but I think you'll find young man that the family that used to live there were not killed by aliens or ghosts but they simply moved out" the old man said happy to be able to calm the boys confusion "…wait, what, when did they move out!!!" the boy said sadly as all the images of  aliens abducting Arthur disappeared "they actually left this morning .. Did your friend not tell you?" the old man said trying to comfort the boy "but…why …it was only a small argument why would he leave because of it!!!" the 6 year old said sadly about to start crying " actually son I heard the reason they were leaving was because the second youngest was beaten up pretty badly so they left because he didn't see who done it and his mother wanted to protect him, so don't worry I'm sure that it was nothing to do with you" the old man said with a reassuring smile. Only to be met with teary eyes as Alfred realised the reason Arthur left wasn't because of their fight but because he lied so he wouldn't get in trouble.
Alfred completely ignoring the old man who was trying to comfort him, before running home to his parents, not realising that it would be 9 years before he saw his friend again.