Hey guys! It's me! This is my Fith fan fiction I have written! Yay me! So…a lot of people have been telling me to write a fanfic to show what happens after Alfred read the note… well… here it is. I hope those of you who liked the previous two will like this one. Please enjoy!

~Lolimay~

Bittersweet Nothings

Another day, another long night having to put up with Arthur's drunk bullshit. Alfred sighed as he ruffled his blonde hair and yawned. Looking around he found Arthur laying beside him, clinging to his hips like a baby to it's mother's breasts. A soft smile posted itself upon his face as he reached down and gently blushed the English male's hair from his face. "You're a mess… what would you have done if I wasn't here last night?" Being as careful as he could, the American male pulled the older male's hands away, and carefully got up. He stretched as he let out another huge yawn. Then he began to pick up his clothes off the floor and pulled them on. He wasn't sure what he'd be doing today. Vacations can be so relaxing but hell, they can be boring as hell as well. Grabbing his glasses, the younger male walked downstairs into the kitchen and began to raid the fridge for food. "Come on! He has to have something eatable in here?" He fussed as he began to push things over and throw things out. Finally he found some left over pizza and laughed. "Finally! Real food!" Opening the box, he found nothing inside. His eye twitched in disbelief as he dropped the box on the ground. "Damn! What a tease! I thought there was really gonna be a piece of pizza in there…." Growling, he walked quickly out of Arthur's house and began to walk around till he finally found a pizza place and ordered four boxes of pizza with everything on it.

When Alfred walked back into the house, Arthur was sitting in his living room, drinking a nice warm cup of tea. Hearing the door, the English male lifted his green eyes to look up at the American and smiled. "Good morning Alfred." He said in his gentlemen tone. "How did you sleep?" "Before or after you dragged me upstairs and seduced me into having sex with you?" Alfred teased. England got pissed hearing that and he viciously tossed his cup of tea at Alfred's head, barely giving the younger male time to dodge. "You bloody wanker! How dare you say such for such horrid things!" "Calm down Arthur!" "I will not bloody calm down!" Sighing Alfred walked into the kitchen and sat down the boxes of pizza as he began to practically swallow every piece of them. As he stood there eating, he suddenly herd his communicator ringing. Sighing he answered it. "Hello? Huh? A letter? I'll be there as soon as I can!" Grabbing the only box still holding pizza, the American male rushed out of the room. "Bye Arthur! Talk to you later!" The Engish gentleman ran after to the door. "What? Where the bloody hell do you think you're going you bastard?" "Got a letter that seems urgent at home! I'll be back!" "Like hell! You're just leaving to get away from me! I'm not a bloody twit!" He screamed, but Alfred ignored his yells and rushed all the way home.