Arthur and Alfred hadn't talked so much with each other recently. Both of their parents had fought with each other and almost banned the boys from talking to each other. They still went to the same school together, but they didn't talk much or see each other as much as they would like. Arthur had a crush on Alfred for who knows how long. Today, though, he felt even more horrible. He felt like he was going to burst into tears at any moment. The bell had rung as he quickly made his way to the boys bathroom as he locked himself in a stall and began crying.

Alfred sat there bored in his class, as the bell had rung. Strange, Arthur wasn't in here, but he did see him around the school. He found it stupid how their parents almost banned one another from talking with each other, since they had gotten into their fight. He went to ask the teacher if he could go to the restroom, saying yes, the boy went out of the room and into the restroom to hear crying. "Is somebody crying...?" He called out.

Arthur heard his voice as he tried to stop, making himself only sound worse. "I-I'm fine... Go away... whoever you are..."

Alfred raised an eyebrow at the familiar voice that sounded familiar to Arthur's. He walked over to the stall. "Artie, is that you?"

Arthur sniffled pitifully. He hated others to see or hear him crying. "Y-Yes..."

"It's Alfred. Is everything alright?" He asked through the stall, concerned for his friend as he went into the next stall so he could go to the bathroom.

"I-I hate my life... I-I can't even talk to you without my father breathing down my neck."

"Hey, he's not here with us right now. " Alfred said. "Whats bothering you?"

Arthur sniffled. 'It's now or never, Arthur.' He thought to himself. "I-I...I love you." The Brit hid his face in his knees.

"You love me...?" Alfred questioned at this and sighed. "Is that what's bothering ya? I'm not rejecting you. We've been friends for almost our whole lives." He smiled.

Arthur peeked out a bit from his knees. "Okay. But, that's only what I was half worried about..." He sighed. "My dad told me once that he didn't want a gay son..."

Alfred flushed and zipped up his pants. "My dad said the same thing and the same went with my mom..." He sighed once more.

"My moms fine. She wants me to be happy." Arthur unlocked the stall but didn't get out.

"I wouldn't mind going out with you but I have to get by my parents though.." The American frowned and went to the sink, washing his hands then dried them off.

Arthur blushed a bit as he smiled a little. "I wouldn't mind either... it's just my dad... he's like being stuck between a rock and a hard place." He got up and slowly exited the stall.

Alfred chuckled softly. "Same with mine? I guess." He shrugged. "They're like really strict with my life."

"My dad is with mine." He wiped his eyes as he lifted his head and smiled at Alfred, sweetly.

The American walked over to Arthur and hugged him. "We'll find a way around them." He let go and smiled at the other.

Arthur smiled as he leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Okay. For some reason I feel this to be a little like Romeo and Juliet, except without the death part." He smiled up at him.

"It sort of does feel like it without the whole death thing." Alfred chuckled with a nod and looked at the clock, he needed to get back to class before the teacher starts to suspect something.

The Brit looked to the clock and faltered. "D-Did I miss the whole class!?"

Alfred nodded and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, you basically did.."

"Oh no..." He tightened his grip on Alfred's arms as his knees went weak.

"We're not really doing anything in there just that homework packet that's due this Friday." He quickly put his arms around the Brit to hold him up.

"No. Not that. I had a perfect attendance record with my dad..." Arthur leaned his head on Alfred's chest. "My dads really, really, really strict with school."

"Oh crap, that." He made a frown and looked down at Arthur. "You can still go in, but they're going to mark you in as late though..."

"Right... no beating. Just a good scolding and a lecture." Arthur stood a bit straighter as he fixed his shirt and grabbed the American's hand and began walking out of the restroom going up to their class.

Alfred grabbed a hold of Arthur's hand, and they walked back to the classroom, letting go of Arthur's hand. "Arthur, you're late do you have a pass?" Arthur's teacher stared at her student, quizzically. Alfred went back to his seat.

Arthur stood at the door, shaking his head. "No, ma'am."

"Go to the office and get a pass, please."

Arthur nodded as he went down to the office, talked to the secretary, got a pass and went back up and into the class.

She marked him as late and took the pass from him, giving him the packet. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Arthur took the packet respectfully and sat down beside Alfred. His face was a deep red for the fact that he felt like everyone was staring at him.

Alfred smiled when Arthur sat down next to him and continued to work on his packet. The bell rang for the end of school. He got and gathered his things, waiting for Arthur.

Arthur had gotten his things and went up to Alfred. "Who's locker first?"

"Mine is on the second floor." Alfred said, walking out of the door and looked back to Arthur. "Where's yours at?"

"Just around the corner." The Brit started to walk with him.

"Yours first then mine?"

The Brit smiled up at him as he got to his locker. He unlocked it and opened it only to have water balloons fall out and hit him. "Gaaah!" He dropped his binder in surprise. Gilbert jumped out laughing at the poor Brit before running off.

"Ah!" Alfred jumped back, his pants getting slightly wet as he tried his best to not laugh then as soon as he was about to say something, it was too late, Gilbert had run off. He picked up his binder, giving it back to Arthur. "At lest, your books in your locker didn't got wet.."

"Yes. Oh joy." Bitter sarcasm tainted the Brits voice. He got his bag and put his stuff in it as he followed Alfred to his locker. "Want to come over?"

Alfred unlocked his locker, putting his things away and took out his book bag, slinging it over his shoulder. "Sure but, I have no clue if my parents are still mad and they'll find it strange for me to not come home right after school."

"You can call them." Arthur handed Alfred his cell phone. "And I can tell my parents that your there to study."

Alfred took his cell phone and dialed his house number. "Mom, its me Alfred. I was wondering if I could go over to Arthur's to study a bit and help with my homework. Just that, yes. I got an hour and a half? Okay thanks." He hung up and handed it back to Arthur. "I can only stay and hour and a half."

Arthur frowned a bit. "Oh well. At least I can spend time with you~" He kissed his cheek lightly.

Alfred smiled and nodded, kissing his cheek back. "Yeah for a little bit." He grabbed the Brits hand and headed outside the school, walking to Arthur's house.

Arthur smiled as he rested on him a bit as they walked. "Thanks, by the way."

"Welcome." He grinned and when they were getting closer to Arthur's house, he let go of his hand once more.

Arthur blushed as he did so and got off him as he went and unlocked the door. He walked in calling out, "I'm home!" No Answer ensued from inside. "Mum? Dad?" The Brit walked around a bit till he came to a note saying they'd be out for 2 hours. "Well... looks like we're alone."

The American puts his book bag down and walked behind Arthur, peering over his shoulder and looking over at the note. "I guess so." He grinned and put his arms around him.

Arthur smiled as he moved back a bit against the American. His stomach fluttered. He felt so safe in his arms. The reason that Alfred and Arthur's, dad's mostly, were fighting was because one was American and the other British. Pretty stupid, I know.

He grabbed Arthur's hand, lacing their fingers together and swayed back and forth. Alfred's face was a bit a red as he held Arthur. "I think its stupid of how our dad's are fighting over the American and British cultures."

"I agree." Arthur said resting on the American as he set the note down. "What does it really matter? We're all human."

"My mom found it silly though. She says she wouldn't be surprised if dad joined a reenactment of the Revolutionary war." Alfred chuckled softly and nodded. "Yeah, we're all the same, basically."

Arthur giggled at his statement. "Same." He blushed as he turned his head and kissed his chin.

Alfred smiled and blushed softly. "Hopefully they'll get over it soon."

"Yeah. I like being in your hold, love~"

"Really?" The American looked down at him and tighten his hold around him slightly, smiling and leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips.

Arthur was about to answer when he was kissed. His eyes widened in surprise but quickly closed as he kissed back, turning to face his whole body towards Alfred.

Alfred pulled away, face filled of a soft shade of red. "I love you too, Arthur." He whispered and pressed his forehead against the Brits.

He smiled as he pressed his forehead to Alfred's. "Heh. I love you, so." Arthur held onto his shoulders as he held him close.

The American pecked Arthur's nose softly with a small chuckle and held him close, happy to have him around again.

Arthur smiled as his nose was pecked. "My room?" He suggested.

Alfred nodded. "Sounds good to me." He said, somewhat letting go of the other.

The Englishman held his hand as they made their way up to Arthur's room.

He followed Arthur to his room and looked around when they got there. "Hasn't change that much the last time I was here."

"Heh." Arthur blushed as he closed the door behind them. "Didn't really want to, although mum has been purging me to."

"Ah." He nodded, looking at some of the posters of what he assumed were of British shows. "If so, what was she going to change it up to?" He asked, turning back around.

"I don't know. My mum wanted something punk." He sat at the edge of his bed and crossed his legs with a gay flare.

"Punk?" He questioned, Arthur really didn't seemed like the punk type of person. "I can't even see you in that type of stuff." He said and sat beside the Brit.

"Me neither, but mind you my parents don't know I'm gay." He said leaning on Alfred.

"True and neither does mine." He put his arm around Arthur.

Arthur smiles as he blushes. "I'm to afraid to tell mine."

Alfred sighed and nodded. "I'm scared to death to tell mine. But you did said that your mom just wanted you to be happy."

"Yes but there's the problem of my dad."

"Yeah.." Alfred sighed and looked down at his feet. "I know my dad and mom don't like gays." He frowned.

Arthur pouted at his frown as he kissed his lips.

"Like I said earlier, we'll find a w-" He blinked when Arthur kissed him and he kissed him back.

Arthur turned so that he was able to hug around Alfred's neck, deepening the kiss.

Alfred put one arm around his waist and other stroking his cheek softly as he closed his eyes.

Arthur blushed deeply as he kissed him, licking Alfred's lips cautiously, asking for entrance. His stomach fluttered as he felt good right then and there.

His cheeks flared up as he slowly parted his lips for Arthur. Alfred felt a bit nervous but he did felt happy and relieved.

He slowly poked his tongue in twining it with Alfred's as his cheeks had turned beet red.

Alfred's face was flushed with red as he rubbed his tongue against Arthur's shyly and slowly twining around with it. He scooted himself closer to him.

Arthur moved closer to him as well as he pushed him down slowly to lay on top of him.

Alfred opened his eyes a bit as he was pushed down and Arthur getting on top him. His hands slowly went to his hips.

Arthur blushed even harder as he felt his hands go down. He broke the kiss for a split second before diving back in and continuing the heated kiss.

As soon as the Brit broke the kiss, the American was panting lightly as he stared into those emerald green eyes before he was taken back into another heated, deep kiss.

Arthur closed his eyes as he enjoyed the kiss. His brain was fuzzy and dizzy as he kept his hug on Alfred's neck.

He shifted his position slowly so that he was on top Arthur, not daring to break the kiss as he closed his eyes again. He brought one hand up and ran it through the other blond's hair.

Arthur couldn't help it as he let out a soft moan.

Alfred blushed he heard the moan and licked the roof of Arthur's mouth softly.

Arthur blushed so deep you couldn't tell what his natural skin colour was anymore. He moaned again as he was getting high off the kisses.

Alfred lay there, kissing Arthur, feeling a lot of things inside him and his brain did feel a bit lost as well. Alfred broke the kiss to catch his breath before he kissed the corner of his mouth, pecking his lips softly.

Arthur panted as he stared at him with half lidded eyes. "Th-That was amazing."

"Y-Yeah." Alfred smiled at him while his face was a blushing mess.

Arthur felt so high at the moment he didn't care what happened. He pulled him down and kissed him lightly. "I feel like I want more, but I don't want to push it..." He looked away.

The American smiled against his lips and pulled away from him. "Artie," he whispered and grabbed his chin gently with care, turning his head to look at him. "its my time to go anyway. There'll be more next time." He smiled and kissed him again.

The Brit frowned as he said that. "Fine. I'll see you out, darling~"

"I'll see you tomorrow at school, sweetie." Alfred got off him, kissing his cheek and headed downstairs.

Arthur smiled as Alfred called him that and followed him downstairs. He opened the door for him as he kissed him one last time before he left. "Bye!" He waved. "See you tomorrow!"

Alfred waved back to him as he walked away from the Brit's house, walking over to his own now. He walked in and looked around the living room. "Guys, I'm home." He called out.

His mom answered. "I'm in the kitchen, sweetheart!"

He walked into the kitchen. "Where's dad?" He asked as he looked through the fridge and took out water to pour himself in a cup.

"He went out with some friends. How was your studying? Get anything done?"

"Oh. It was alright. He helped me out with my math homework." He said, taking a sip of the water.

"Is that so?" She said turning to face her son. "Then tell me why your face is so red?"

"Yep." Alfred nodded and hesitated. "I was running from a dog on the way here."

"Okay then. If you say so." She said turning back to her batter.

Alfred sighed in relief and put the gallon of water back in the fridge. 'That was a close one...' He thought and finished up drinking the glass of water, putting the glass in the sink.

"Come taste this!" Called his mother as she got a table spoon and scooped up some chocolate from the bowl she was mixing in.

"What you making?" He came out from the living room and walked to where the counter was. "Cake? Brownies?" Alfred asked, taking a bite from the spoon.

"Chocolate muffins." His mother said, grinning.

"Sounds good!" Alfred grinned. "I'm heading up to my room, okay?"

"Okay." She went on mixing the batter as she watched her son run up to his room.

He shut the door and locked it, getting out his cell phone and calling Arthur.

Arthur was in his living room reading a book when he heard his phone go off. The song, We're in heaven by Dj Sammy played as his ringtone as he picked it up. "Ello?"

"Guess who." Alfred chuckled into the receiver and sat close to the door, to hear out for his mom.

"Alfie!" Arthur said in joy as his blush returned. "Did you make it home okay?"

"Yeah." He nodded and smiled at the joy in his voice. "Except I almost got caught by my mom."

Arthur's face went into a state of shock as worry tinted his voice. "Oh my... How close did she get?"

Alfred pressed his other ear against his door to hear for any foot steps or voices, knowing that his mother would go check on him. "Questioned the red on my face. Told her I was chased by a dog, luckily, she believed it."

"Oh. Good." Arthur said sighing in relief.

"Yeah. So we really need to be careful now.." Alfred sighed and sat back down on his bed.

"Yeah. I just hope we don't get caught too soon." Arthur put his book aside as he set his feet at the edge of the coffee table.

"Same." Alfred held the cell phone with his shoulder, pressing it up against his ear as he took off his shoes to get more comfortable.

"So... when do you think you can come over for a bit longer?"

"I don't know maybe every other day hopefully or whenever. I don't want my parents to suspect anything so it may be best if we keep everything on a low profile."

"For now anyway..." Arthur said as he got up and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"We'll work something out." Alfred grinned against the receiver. "We can always meet up somewhere."

"Definitely, but it has to be somewhere private..." The Brit bit his lip as he leaned against the counter.

"A cave then?" The American laughed, jokingly. "There's always that forest up a few blocks."

Arthur giggled on the other end as he thought about the forest. "Okay. That sounds good." Suddenly Alfred's mom came up and knocked on the door. "Alfie?"

"Crap...Hold on a minuet Artie." He said and put his cell phone down. "What is it, mom?"

"Their almost done, what are you doing in there and why is the door locked?" She asked rather worriedly.

"I'm doing nothing. I was just trying to take a nap is all." He bit his lip. "I'll be down in a sec."

"Okay. If anything's wrong, just tell me okay?"

"I will!" Alfred said and waited till he heard her footsteps receding. Alfred picked up the cell. "I need to go. When do you want to meet up at the forest?"

"Hmm~" He looked at the time. "How about around six today? Say you need to meet up with some friends."

"I'll see if I'll able to." He smiled. "Love you." Alfred said before he hung up and unlocked his door, heading downstairs to the kitchen, smiling at the scent. "They smell good!" He went over to the batch, picking one up.

"Careful! They're hot!" Her warning came a little too late.

"Hot, hot, hot!" Alfred dropped the muffin as soon as he took a bite out of it and ran to the fridge, getting out the milk and downing some of it.

She couldn't help but laugh as she watched the display.

He put the milk back in the fridge. "Sorry." Alfred laughed. "Oh! I was wondering if I got out at six to hang out with a few friends of mine."

"Who are they?"

"Kiku, Matthew and Francis."

"Okay. I want you home at 8."

"Thanks!" Alfred smiled and picked the muffin off the floor, throwing it away. "Really sorry about your muffin mom."

"It's fine. Care for another one to set the house on fire?" She joked.

Alfred rolled his eyes and laughed. "Sure." He said with sarcasm and took another one, biting into it. "Mmm!"

"Did I do good?"

"Yep!" He grinned, taking another bite. "Tastes good."

"That's great." Suddenly Alfred's father came through the door, a bit drunk.

"Hey, dad." He said finishing up the muffin. "Mom made muffins.." Alfred said a bit slowly, noticing that he was a bit drunk.

"Dear why don't you sit?" Alfred's mom said worriedly. His father teetered a bit before fainting. "Gurg..." was all he said.

"I think he had a bit too much to drink tonight." Alfred said, frowning a bit and poked him with his finger. Yep, he was knocked out cold.

"Oh dear, not again." She grabbed a magazine and fanned him. "Alfred, darling, could you go get a glass of water and two muffins so he can eat and drink when he comes to?"

"Yeah." Alfred hurried over to the cabinet and to fridge, getting out a big enough of glass, pouring water into it and got out two muffins. "Here." He set them on the table.

"Thank you darling." She looked to the clock. "Oh. It's almost 6. You might want to go and meet up with your friends."

"Yeah. Call me if you need any help." He said, walking out of the house and headed towards the forest to meet Arthur there.

"Okay, I will." She called after him as she continued to fan her husband. Arthur was getting ready. He had told his parents that he was going out to meet some friends and they were okay with it as long as he came home at 8. The Brit agreed as he hid axe body spray in his pocket. "Bye mum, dad. I'll see you guys later."

"You be safe out there." His mother called out. "And call when you get there." His father said to him. Alfred stood around at the entrance, watching a few cars go by. He continue to look around till he spot a familiar blond walking up to him and Alfred was waving at him.

"Yes mother, father!" Arthur called back as he made his way to the forest. Once he got out of the house he sprayed himself with the axe body spray he had hid. He waved back happily.

Alfred walked up to Arthur and kissed his forehead and smelled the body spray on him. "You smell good, Artie." He smiled.

Arthur smiled at the kiss as he kissed his nose. "Thank you, darling~"

"Sure thing." He grinned and kissed his cheek. "Got till 8 to stay out with you." Alfred grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together.

"Same here." Arthur held onto his hand as they walked in. "Wait. I have to call my dad."

"Cool." Alfred walked beside Arthur, looking around as tall trees overshadow them. "Alright."

Arthur quickly made his call to his dad as he closed his phone and put it away in his pocket. "Now then, where were we~"

"I think we left right off around here." Alfred smirked and tackled him to the ground, laughing and kissing him.

Arthur burst out laughing as he was tackled. He kissed Alfred back happily as he laughed. Thankfully, they were deep enough into the forest for no one to hear or see them. They were in a small clearing.

Alfred continue to giggle in the kisses that they were exchanging to one and other. A bit of light from the sun was still on them though, it was slowly dimming as the sun was setting for the day.

Arthur kissed him deeply as the playful kisses soon turned a bit more serious.

The American's eyes were closed as the laughter was slowly stopping as the kisses went deeper and he held onto Arthur's hand.

The Brit held tightly as his tongue came to life.

Alfred rubbed his tongue against the others, playing around with it as they danced inside each others mouths.

Arthur blushed lightly as he moved a bit under Alfred to get in a better position, letting go of his hand to cup his face and hold his head close to his own.

Alfred hummed in the kiss, certainly enjoying it. He lifted himself up a bit to have Arthur move a bit more smoothly under him.

Arthur pulled him back down as he gave a small moan.

Alfred made a soft noise when he was pulled back down and his tongue traced the lining of his teeth.

Arthur broke the kiss as he moved more onto him. "I-I love you~" He said breathlessly. He blushed deeper as he looked away, saying the next part. "I-I want you..."

"I love y-you too." Alfred breathed out, panting. His face went to a very dark shade of red. His mind was a bit fuzzy. He dipped down to kiss him again. "I-Isn't the forest a bit strange to do it at...?"

"Well... we've got nowhere else to do it, so..." Arthur said keeping his gaze away, to ashamed at what he had just proclaimed to face the American boy.

Alfred sighed and brought his face back up over to Arthur's. It was strange to do something like that in a forest, plus he rather have both of them comfortable. "We don't even have the stuff for it either..."

"Okay. I get it... save it for later." Arthur could only smile weakly at that.

"I rather just do that." Alfred smiled faintly and kissed the Brits forehead.

Arthur smiled at the kiss as he nuzzled him. He checked the time and it was 7:20 pm. "Do you want to stay a bit longer?"

Alfred shook his head. "No, my dad's home drunk, well passed out, but maybe not now though." He shrugged and laid his head on Arthur's shoulder.

"Well, I'd like to stay here with you." Arthur smiled as he hugged the American.

Alfred hugged him the best he could and sighed happily. "But you have to go home soon.."

"I know. I could leave at 8 and say my friends wanted me to stay."

"Want to try for 9?" He looked up at Arthur.

The Brit smiled. "Let's try." Arthur kissed the American deeply.

Alfred kissed him back while he pulled out his cell phone and pulled back when he dialed his house number.

Arthur waited as he made his call and decided to make the same call, calling his home phone telling his parents that his friends want him to stay till 9. Arthur's parents hastily agreed.

Alfred had a bit of a hassle of trying to get them to agree but, they finally agreed and let him stay out till 9. He hung up and set the cell phone in a close reach distance and looked over to the Brit. "9 for you too?"

He nodded. "Now c'mere, you git." Arthur said pulling down the American and kissing him deeply.

"Yes, dear." Alfred chuckled when he was pulled back down and kissed the Brit back passionately, running his hand through his hair.

Arthur moaned happily as he made out with Alfred.

Alfred smiled into the kiss and broke it off where he kissed down Arthur's neck.

Arthur let out a luscious moan as his skin was sensitive there.

Alfred was being careful of what he was doing to the Brits neck; abusing it with just kisses.

The Brit held onto him gently as he closed his eyes to enjoy the treatment.

Alfred slowly made his way to the other side of his neck, giving it the same kiss attack as he hummed a small tune to him.

The Brit smiled as he listened to the humming. The song he was humming seemed familiar. What was it?

The American kissed up to Arthur's ear where he sung him the lyrics in his ear in a whisper. "I just want to hold your hand." He smiled and kissed his cheek.

Arthur smiled as he laced his fingers with Alfred's.

"And let me be your man." Alfred continued as he kissed him again.

The Brit was beginning to love listening to Alfred sing. Even in a whisper, his singing voice was angelic.

"And when I touch you I feel happy inside." Alfred sung and rested his head on Arthur's shoulder where he continued the song till he was finished.

The British boy kissed his cheek. "Darling, that was beautiful~"

Alfred smiled and rubbed his hand softly. "Aw, thanks."

"If only I could sing like that. But I play really good guitar." Arthur smiled up at him.

Alfred looked down at him. "We'll make a good team then." He grinned, kissing his cheek.

"Yes, we would darling~" Arthur smiled as he snuggled into the American.