It was never good news from a call in such an early morning.

Arthur took a look at the clock, it was four o'clock and the sky was still blurred with darkness. He grabbed his phone with an exhausted groan, answering it as he let out a massive yawn. He had just arrived USA in the early evening that day all the way from England. Still adjusting the difference between the time zones, he was expecting a good sleep not to be disturbed by anyone before he gets back to work tomorrow. But it seems that he won't be sleeping anymore as he spotted the caller's ID. It was his boss.

"Yes captain? What can i do for you in such a wonderful morning? It's 4a.m. I assumed." Arthur couldn't help but to complain a little bit about waking him up with a phone call while he was asleep.

"Arthur is that you?! Oh god you are still awake? Don't you need to sleep? "

"Well, I used to be sleeping until you called... " Arthur straighten up, he was no longer expecting to get back to sleep anymore. Apart from that, he started to pack his belongings as his boss continued the talk.

"One of our flight attendant is sick and there's a special guest coming later, I don't want anything to be ruin and I thought that you maybe..." Arthur interrupted his boss by a sigh.

"I'll be there."

"Oh my...! Thank you Arthur I owned you once, "The boss seems to be incredibly happy. Arthur wondered how 'special' the passenger is to make his little boss so excited and nervous.

"Did you notice that you didn't own me once but a lot?" Arthur sighed again. Apparently it's not the first time to be interrupt during his peaceful sleep and dragged himself to work again.

Arthur packed all his belongings as fast as he could, before the early check out, he glanced into his room for one last time. He wondered if he could get the same room next time when he gets to USA. This room is so comfortable for him and he could even see fairies inside the room - to be told that the appearance of fairies were relatively unusual in USA, he would love to stay a little longer in that room and maybe chat with the fairies.

As he waved to the fairies, he closed the door and headed to the lobby, hoping to catch a cab in order to get his way to the airport.

Arthur's heart sink as he found that the last cab was occupied by a young American right in front of him.

Oh shit. He thought. But when he noticed the luggage of the young man, a candle of hope was being lit up in his heart.

He drove himself closer to the young man who was just about to get into the cab.

"Hello there!" Arthur shouted at the young man.

The younger male looked around before pointing a finger at himself, looking confused with the situation.

"Me?" He said softly, sounding unsure.

"Yea, sorry for so sudden, but may I asked that are you heading to the airport?" Arthur walked closer with his luggage; he then realized that the young man is rather handsome. His blue eyes were like the deepest place of the ocean yet it shined so brightly like the bluest sky at the same time. The colour of his hair were as same as the sun , it felt so warm.

"Yeah, I'm heading to the airport. Oh...I see. "The blond glance at his uniform and his luggage before he continued." You wanna join?"

"Sure! Thank you for your kindness, I shall pay the fee for the ride. "Said Arthur in an agreement to the favour as he dragged his luggage into the trunk of the cab.

The young American ignored his word and slightly laughed, holding the door for Arthur. "After you, sir."

Arthur entered the cab and thanks the American for holding the door. He sighed in relief as he was finally able to catch a quick nap before arriving the airport. As he was about to close his eyelids, the American introduced himself with an energetic voice.

"Hello! My name is Alfred."

Alfred gave out a hand and Arthur choose to reply as he shake hands with Alfred.

"Arthur, Arthur Kirkland."

"It seems that you are so tired, are you okay?" Alfred shot him a curious look.

"Yes, yes I am. Actually, I've been waken up by the boss in 4 a.m. and heading to the airport for a special bastard."

"Oh? A special bastard?" Alfred grinned at Arthur, if he wasn't this sleepy he swear that he will be blushed all red by his grin. However, he wasn't in the mood right now.

"Who's that?"

"I don't know, I hope he or she won't be a real bastard for god sake." Arthur said angrily, as if he would knock the 'special bastard' in head if he'd had a chance. Turning his face to the window, Arthur started to felt asleep.

There's a gap between them, and the ride is a bit of too quiet for Alfred compared to his other rides. But he would never try to wake this little British from his sleep. He looks sooo tired and Alfred thought he really needed to catch some sleep.

Alfred gently strokes his hand into Arthur's hair, back and forward. Later he recognized his thick eyebrows and couldn't hold back his giggle.

An idea flashed through Alfred's mind as he touched his phone and decided to call the airline, trying to be selfish for once.

"Halooo! Francis? Is there a male flight attendant named Arthur Kirkland in your company?"

"I want HIM to be my private flight attendant for this flight."