Summertime Spectrum

Chapter I

'June 15'

'Hey.. Alfred.. Wake up."

Alfred opened his eyes and saw a pair of violet eyes staring right at him.

'Wake up sleepy head. We're here.' Alfred got out of the taxi cab and stared at the town in front of him. It was filled with antique shops and liquor store. The smell of burnt bread filled his nostrils.

"You know Alfred it'll be nice of you if you help me take out these heavy luggage." Alfred grabbed his own bag and took out his brother's

'That'll be 40 dollars mate' said the scrubby taxi driver.

"Ah yes, here you go sir" Matthew gave the driver the money and drove away.

"Hey Mattie, where are we? It doesn't look like the same town it was a long time ago." Alfred asked with his luggage strapped on his arm.

"Well Alfred it's been 7 years. I'm sure it's the same old town. Stay here I'm gonna go call our papa." Matthew took out his cellphone and dialed.

Alfred stood there, staring at the stores. He didn't see one McDonald restraunt nearby.

"Mattie this is bull! They have no McDonald here! Not even one!"

Alfred said in disappoint.

"Yes.. Okay papa I understand. We'll meet you there. Bye"

Matthew hanged up the phone and looked at Alfred.

"It seems like we have to walk to the nearest bus stop. Another long ride." Matthew sighed and started walking. Leaving Alfred behind.

"Mattie wait up!" Alfred tried catching up to his brother until he felt his stomach twirl. Oh no.

He dropped his bag and went to the nearest trash can and vomit everything he ate that morning.

"Alfred! Are you okay!? Can you move? Hold on, I'll go get your medicine."

"NO! I-I'm fine! R-really I just need to lay down. Can we just stay at a Motel or something?" Alfred tried keeping a smile on his face. But the pain was hard to endure. He needed to show his brother he didn't need those pills. They'll only make it worse. And they're hard to swallow.

"Of course Alfred, I'll go call dad and tell him. Can you walk?" Asked Matthew.

"Yea let's get moving. It's getting dark."

Alfred and Matthew had no trouble finding a motel. In fact, it was cheap and small and nice looking.

After signing in, they head to room 13. They opened it and saw there was only one king size bed.

"Well... It's better than no bed."

Matthew grabbed both his and Alfred's bag and set them down.

"Go lay down. I'm gonna go check to see if there's extra pillows."

Alfred laid down on the soft cushion. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he forgot about his medications. Dammit.

"Alfred, you need to take these pills. Please?"

Alfred frowned and grabbed his pills. He wanted to throw these out.

"Can I have a glass of water?" Alfred asked.

"Sure"

As Matthew got up and returned with a glass full of water, Alfred took a deep breath and swallow them quickly.

'Dammit they're huge!' He thought.

"You done?"

"Yea."

Matthew stared at his brother with sad eyes.

"Mattie please don't stare at me like that..."

"I'm sorry Alfred. I just... Wish you could get better. None of these medications are working. If I were to trade places with you, I would do it. Because I love you, man."

Alfred swallowed the lump on his throat. No, no tears. Not now.

"Mattie, no matter how sick I get, I'll always be the hero! I'm going to get better! And everything will go be okay! I won't have to go to the hospital daily and take gigantic pills everyday! I.. I know I'll get better. I promise you that! Because I'm awesome and I'm a hero!"

Matthew gave him a sad smile.

"Alright superman whatever you say. Now scoot over, your hogging the bed."

They both laughed all night and fell asleep on each other's arms.

'June 16' 8:11 am

"Alfred hurry up! Papa is coming to pick us up in less than an hour!" Matthew walked fast from one room to another. Getting some stuff together.

"Dude calm down, he said he was coming at 9:30. We still got time."

"It doesn't matter, you know how he likes to come really early! Now put on your clothes and comb your hair." Matthew threw his comb at Alfred.

"Mattie, ever plan on cutting your hair?"

"Oh no never! Papa will be devastated!"

Alfred chuckled "you frenchies sure care so much on your looks."

"And you Americans sure love to eat hamburgers and get fat."

"Hey!"

"Hehe"

Alfred pouted while Mathew snickered. He felt impressed with his combat.

Matthew's phone ringed and saw the caller ID: it was papa.

"Bonjour mon fils, Matthew! How are you in this fine morning?"

"Bonjour papa. I'm doing okay."

"And how's my Alfred?" He asked with concern.

"Ah well despite his sickness, he's doing okay. We were just getting ready for your arrival."

"Hon hon, I'm already outside. Look out your window."

"Wha-.."

Matthew opened his window and saw his papa.

"PAPA!"

"Hurry up and come down here! I got a surprise for you!" His papa waved.

Matthew grabbed his luggage.

"Alfred! Alfred! Papa is outside! Come on let's go!

"Alright, Alright! I'm ready! Let's go!"

They both head downstairs with excitement. It's been too long. After his father and his papa got divorced, they barley got the time to see him.

When matter saw his papa, he dropped his luggage and hugged his papa really hard, tears running down his cheeks.

"Mon fils! Oh look at you! Your so beautiful! And handsome!"

"Hey papa!"

Francis turned his head towards the American. It looks like Alfred got thinner and Paler.

"Bonjour Alfred! How are you feeling?"

"I'm doing great!"

Their papa looked at both his sons.

"My, how much you've grown throughout the years. I'm getting old!"

"Haha it's okay papa! You said there was a surprise for me?"

"Ah yes! Gilbert! Get out of the car and come see how much Matthew has grown!"

"No way! You brought Gilbert along!"

"Kesesesese no one leaves behind zhe awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt!"

"GILBERT!" Alfred watched as his brother hugged Gilbert like they were a couple.

"Kesesese how's it going birdie? It been a long time!"

Alfred smiled and started coughing uncontrollably.

'Dammit I ruined the moment'

"Sup' Alfred! I see you still haven't changed one bit! You still have your baby cowlick!"

"Haha very funny Gilbert. I see you still haven't grown up yet."

"Ouch. Haha it's nice to see you too Alfred."

"Alrighty then! Let's get going!" Said Gilbert.

"Here let me help with your luggage."

"Merci papa."

"Alfred why don't you sit in the front with me?"

"Sure pops"

"Kesesese looks like we got the back seat for ourselves birdie"

Matthew turned a light shade of red. Since when did Gilbert started flirting with Matthew?

It was a long drive, 4 hours to be precise. They drove to a steep road, surrounded by trees. Not a single house was in sight. Alfred didn't pay any attention to the conversations. They didn't want to know about his condition. Hell, he didn't even want to talk about it.

Alfred looked down on the grass, seeing a purple-greenish flower with little house stones.

"Hey papa, what are those stones? They look like houses." Alfred asked.

"Oh? People in this town believe that a spirit is protecting this forest."

"More like a ghost haunting this place" Gilbert intrude.

"Oh hush mon ami. It's not haunted. Don't worry Alfred. It's just stories for children."

"Pshh nothing scares me." He said with confidence.

"You sure about that Alfred?" Asked Matthew.

"Hmp. Nothing scares me!" They all laughed while Alfred continued to watch the stones. And the flower.

'The flower...' It was like he had a connection with it.

"We're here!"

"Wow papa, the house hasn't changed a bit!" Exclaimed Matthew.

It was a house with many windows.

Alfred didn't like the house. He felt like something was watching him from afar. When he was little, he would imagine a dark shadow outside with dark blood eyes staring at him. He didn't like it one bit.

"Coming in or are you just gonna stare at the house all day?" Said Gilbert.

"Yea, yea I'm coming..."

Outside, the house would look fancy. But in the inside, it was like a rich man threw up in the place. The walls are covered with critique, fancy wallpapers and there was shiny statues and fake large plants, and almost every room in the house has a large queen size bed!

What caught Alfred's eyes was the chandelier hanging from the living room. Shining so brightly and colorfully.

"Welcome to Bonnefoy Residence! Feel at home and do whatever you like!" Francis grabbed a bottle of wine and poured a glass for himself.

"Wow papa... How did you afford that chandelier?"

"It was a gift from a friend."

Francis held the bottle if wine towards Matthew.

"Would you care for some wine?"

"Papa.. We're only 16. We can't drink stuff like that."

"Ah I see. You can drink the black sheep's tea but not my wine?"

"Oh papa you know he still loves you." Matthew tried comforting his papa.

"The divorce was hard. I don't know who I am without my Arthur."

Alfred remember he was supposed to call his dad after they arrived. He took out his cell phone.

'No service'

"Hey papa? There's no service here. Where can I call someone?"

"Ah yes I forgot, I'll get that fixed right away, Alfred. Just use the house phone for now."

Alfred grabbed the phone from the wall dialing his dad's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey dad!"

"Alfred! How are you? Why haven't you called?"

"Hey dad! I forgot I was supposed to call you. I'm doing okay."

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm at papa's house right now. I'm using the house phone. Service is out."

"That frog. Any who, I'm glad you made it. Are you taking your medications?"

"Yes dad. I am."

"Don't forget to take it every night."

"Yes I know. Mattie reminds me."

"How are things Alfred?"

"Okay, I guess. I miss London. But you know, here in America is cool too. After all, I was born here."

Arthur chuckled. "Oh I remember how Francis and I adopted you. You spilled hot coffee on him on accident."

"Haha yea."

It was quiet for a moment.

"Hey dad? Why did you and papa get a divorce? He still loves you."

"Yes I know Alfred. But not all marriages last long."

"Oh ok.."

"Listen Alfred, I have to go. I'll call you when I have the time."

"Ok dad, tell Peter I send a hello."

"Very well. Goodnight My son. sweet Dreams."

"Goodnight Dad."

"Alfred! Alfred come have a drink with us! Your missing out on all the fun !"

"No thanks I'm good. I'm gonna go straight to bed. G'night guys!"

Alfred walked upstairs to his room. He opened it and saw that his old toys was placed neatly on his top cabinet. His small bed was replaced with a larger one. He didn't change into his pajamas and his room is still bright sky blue. He wonders what his summer vacation will be like.

He laid down on his bed drifting off to a deep sleep.

A/N: Sorry for any mistakes! The next chapter will be up soon so be patient!