The sound of the bagpipes rang across the Isle of green and rain…
A child England knew this meant one thing… His big brother Scott was home from battle.
Jumping into his red haired brother's arms, England had a huge smile across his face.
"Scotty-onii!" he squeaked, as Scott held his baby brother up in the air, smiling up at the small blonde, one green eye gleaming, the other, wrapped behind dirty, bloody bandages.
Scott was alive, and that's all that mattered to Arthur.
~…~
A few hundred years later
Arthur fixed his tie and checked his spiky blonde hair one last time before walking out the front with flowers in hand. He was going to see his little brother, Alfred. Life was good, Arthur was happy, the countries were at peace, and he was going to visit his Alfred. Walking out the front door, the heels of his new dress shoes clicking on the pavement of the road, Arthur would be there in no time.
Alfred meanwhile was also getting ready… Meaning: brushing his teeth, getting dressed in a button down, and tie, fixing his hair, and cleaning his glasses. Alfred knew he had to look nice, his Arthur was coming, and he didn't want to be out-done by him.
Waiting anxiously to hear the doorbell ring, he started to boil some water for dinner, and unconsciously tidy things up in the kitchen…
-Ding~Dong-
The long awaited doorbell.
Dashing to the door, Alfred yanked it open, smiling from ear to ear as he pulled his older brother against him, hugging him tightly.
"I missed you so much Iggy" Alfred murmured into the other's shoulder.
"I missed you too Al" Arthur said softly, rubbing up and down his brother's back.
"Come in, come in" Alfred said excitedly as Arthur handed him the flowers, walking in the door.
The two brothers sat and talked for quite some time after dinner, catching up, discussing family matters, and most of all, sharing sweet kisses.
Arthur cupped his "brother's" face lightly, staring deep into his blue eyes, smiling before leaning in to kiss him lightly. This was perfect. Dinner was delicious, and the two lovers were finally together after being apart a while.
The two sat in silence, foreheads pressed together, ties loosened and sharing sweet kisses every now and then…
~…~
The silence was broken after what felt like hours as Alfred's phone rang. The little brother sighed before kissing Arthur's forehead and getting up to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
…
"Yes"
…
"Yes, he's here still"
…
"Okay"
"Iggy, phone's for you!" Alfred said from the other room.
Arthur sighed and walked into the kitchen, taking the phone from Alfred.
"Hello?"
"Hey brat, aren't you out awful late?"
"No, what's it to you?" Arthur said into the telephone.
"Look, I need you home. NOW"
"Tch…"
-click-
~…~
Arthur hung up the phone, sighing lightly.
"I'm sorry to cut this short Al… I'm needed at home."
"Okay Iggy" Alfred mumbled, reaching out, embracing him tightly.
"I'll be back tomorrow" Arthur said softly, hugging his lover tightly.
With that… Arthur walked out the door, into the night.
