Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
Warning: There will be some swearing, threats and later some comical violence
Alfred growled softly, forcing himself to calm down slightly as he regarded the man in front of him, "I'm asking you for the last time, Ludwig. Where the hell is Gilbert?!"
The German man watched him through light blue eyes before shaking his head, "I've already told you that I don't know where he is, Jones but you continue to refuse to believe it. Even if I did know do you honestly think I would tell you now that you've threatened me and him in my own home?"
"Damn it, Ludwig! He almost killed Mattie!" Alfred yelled, his deep blue eyes dark and cold, "Your precious brother almost murdered mine and you expect me to just sit back and do nothing?!"
Ludwig watched him for a moment, "Nein, I expect you to do your best to protect Matthew. And so allow me to do the same with my own brother. Gut day, Alfred."
The conversation clearly over Alfred gave up and left. He'd run out of ideas of where Gilbert could be and he wasn't going to ask Matthew for leads. He knew his brother wouldn't approve and anyway, the Canadian was terrified of Gilbert. Alfred wasn't going to bring him up in conversation unless he absolutely had to. He didn't want to accidentally inflict more hurt on his brother.
Pulling out his phone, Alfred dialled a number as he walked down the road; getting into his car and leaning back as the person on the other end finally answered.
"Arthur Kirkland."
Alfred sighed, "Art, it's me. I'm out of ideas."
The other man was quiet for a moment, "Ludwig not give you anything then? I did say he wasn't likely to tell on his own older brother."
"I don't care what you said!" The young American snapped, "I had to try! That pile of horse shit almost murdered my little brother and I'm not going to stop until I've found him and ripped his guts out with a spoon! I'm supposed to be Mattie's hero. I have to!"
"And what does Matthew think about all this? Don't you think he should be able to do what he sees fit when it comes to revenge on Gilbert?"
"I was supposed to be his hero and I didn't notice what was going on."
"Alfred-"
"I don't care that I was busy with work! Damn it, Arthur, I promised that I'd keep him safe and I failed. I didn't notice. Mattie ended up in hospital because I couldn't keep my promise."
Arthur sighed, they'd had this conversation so many times before. "Just be careful, Al. Don't do anything that could hurt Matthew more... causing arguments with Ludwig isn't going to help anyone and could just let Gilbert know that you're searching for him. We don't know what's going through his head at the moment and I don't want to see either of you hurt more. He did call the ambulance to save Matt's life. Plus if you upset Ludwig then you upset Feliciano and if that happens he'll go to Francis and I shall never hear the end of it."
Alfred couldn't help smiling slightly at the Englishman's grumblings, "Okay fine. I'll be careful.. but I have to do something."
He thought over what Arthur had said as they bid each other goodbye. Feliciano was close to Ludwig and more of a pushover.
Alfred smiled as he started the car and drove away, determined to get the information he needed at any cost. Hopefully Feliciano wouldn't run to Ludwig the moment he arrived.
Author's Note: So here it is, Alfred's point of view during my fic A New Life. There will be some chapters that are from Gilbert's point of view. Hope you enjoy!