The Man Behind The Curtain

by fac-me-cocleario-vomere

What if Sherlock really was a fraud? What if the man with the brilliant mind was actually Watson? Set in the three-year gap with the Hetalia cast. Angstyish fluff, USUK.

1. Chapter 1

January 15th, 2009

London, England

"Look up"

Alfred's voice cracks over the phone. Arthur looks up.

Alfred is standing on the edge of the building, coat billowing in the wind, looking for all the world like an angel about to depart for the next world. And stupidly, because he knows, knows exactly what is about to happen, Arthur asks him, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't that what people do?" Alfred asks him in return, and Arthur can hear the sad smile in his voice. "Leave a note?"

And in that instant, Arthur realises that he has become complacent, that living with Alfred has blinded him to his faults, has dulled his intuition. I saw this coming, he thinks to himself as Alfred falls off of the building and lands behind a truck, but I did not observe.