bleh bad title is bad .
this is based off a role play i did on omegle. before i took some out for a second chapter, this was 6 pages long on microsoft word :D
after a while of spell check i kinda zoned and my computer's spell check is uuum...*cough cough* stupid *cough cough* so if theres any weird mistakes...that could be why.
disclaimer: i do not own hetalia. ...i wish i did, but i dont.
Alfred was in Arthur's house. He was messing around in his magic room, and was looking at multiple spells. He had a bunch of books around him, and was sitting in the middle of them. He had never actually tried magic before, and wanted to try out a spell.
Arthur was locked out of his house. ...again. He really needed to find a way to stop losing his keys. He spotted America's car in the drive way. 'Well maybe that git can let me in.' he thought. He began banging on the door, hoping Alfred would answer.
Alfred looked up from the book when he heard banging. He got up; book in hand and slowly opened the door. "Yeses?"
With a sigh of relief Arthur pushed past Alfred. "I've never been so relieved to find you in my house." he said jokingly, taking off his coat and hanging it on a hook by the door. He frowned as he noticed one of his books in the American's hands. "Alfred...is that one of my books?" he asked, although he already knew it was.
"Uh, Maybe...'' He said, clutching the book in his hand. He knew he wasn't supposed to touch them, but he was curious about them.
His eyes narrowed. "How many times have I told you to stay out of there?"
'' A lot...'' He told him, and backed up opening the book. He grinned, and flipped to a certain page.
"Well then why did you go in there, you bloody git?" he said angrily. Sometimes Alfred really got on his nerves. He didn't want him in his magic room for a reason.
'' Well, I wanted to try out some magic...'' He said, and read the page he was on.
"Don't fool around with magic! It's too dangerous for you." he said sternly, reaching for the book.
Alfred pulled away quickly, and began to do a spell on Arthur. He was turning him into a Vampire, since he always reminded Alfred of one.
Arthur's eyes widened as he realized what Alfred was doing. "Alfred stop! You don't know what you're doing! Give me that book right now!"
Alfred grinned, and pointed at him, now he was doing a spell for once. He wondered how it would turn out.
Arthur froze. Alfred had just cast a spell on him. And not just any spell, a spell that could have very dangerous consequences if done wrong. He felt light headed all of a sudden. He took a step towards Alfred, raising a hand to literally slap some sense into him, but he ended up collapsing, falling against the American.
Alfred dropped the book, and held him. Making sure he wouldn't fall. He got worried and thought he did something wrong. '' D-Dude?''
Arthur rested his head on Alfred's shoulder. He raised a hand up and placed his index and middle finger on the side of Alfred's throat, feeling his pulse. He felt his teeth sharpen and he felt as if he blacked out. When he came too, he was sucking on Alfred's neck, his fangs impaling it. His eyes widened in horror, and he quickly pulled away, crashing into an end table, knocking over a lamp and breaking it. "a-Alfred I-!"
Alfred's eyes had widened, and he froze at what just happened. He tried to keep standing, but he felt dizzy, and his vision blur. He collapsed to the ground, trying to keep his eyes open. Looks like this was a very bad idea.
Arthur rushed to Alfred's side. "Alfred? Alfred?" he felt a tear trickle down his cheek but he ignored it. "Dammit! What have I done?"
Alfred's eyes finally closed, and his face began to pale. His neck was killing him with pain, and his breaths became shallow.
Arthur was on his feet in seconds, rushing to his medicine cabinet, hoping to find SOMETHING that would help. When that didn't work, he ran to his magic room and grabbed a handful of potions and books. He grabbed the discarded book from behind Alfred and read through the page. Within seconds he had found a spell that would help. Without a second thought he cast it, hating himself for having hurt the American.
Alfred's breath finally goes back to normal; his neck was still killing him when he opened his eyes slightly. He stared up at Arthur, then his eyes snapped open, and he quickly backed away from him.
"Oh thank goodness..." Arthur sighed, wiping away another stray tear. One he would later refuse to believe existed. He frowned as he watched Alfred back away from him. He looked at Alfred sadly. He didn't want to say "I told you so." or "this is your fault." because even though both were true, it wasn't an appropriate time. instead, he just stood, and dropped a bottle of pain relievers in front of Alfred as he walked past, locking himself in his room.
Alfred watched him closely, and ignored the pain pills, even though it would have helped him. He managed to stand up, using the wall as support, and walked over to Arthur's door. He knocked on it softly.
Arthur lay on his bed, the lights off and the curtains shut. The light was killing his head. He heard a knock on the door. He wrapped the blanket around him like a cloak, pulling it down over his eyes to block out more of the light. He then reluctantly walked over to the door. "What Alfred?" he asked sadly, not unlocking or opening the door, too afraid of what might happen if he did.
'' S-Sorry... This is my entire fault...'' He told him quietly, and put his hand to his side. If only he hadn't done something stupid like this. '' I shouldn't have turned you into a Vampire...''
Arthur sighed and unlocked the door. He opened it and pulled Alfred in, shutting the door quickly. The hall was too bright for his head to handle. "No. I should apologize. ...I...I could've killed you..." he looked away, not wanting to make eye contact. He felt horrible, both emotionally and physically.
Alfred shook his head. '' None of this is your fault... I was being stupid again...'' He said, and tried to look around, the room being very dark to him.
Arthur couldn't help but agree partially with that statement. "Yes. You were being stupid." he sighed. "I don't want you messing around with my spell books for a reason. One you learned just now. Magic is too dangerous. But...I'm also to blame...I should have tried to control myself better..."
Alfred walked over to him, and hugged him. '' I-It's okay really...'' He said nervously. He was afraid of Arthur severally right now, but ignored that feeling. '' T-The spell just took over your mind...''
Arthur stiffened at the touch. Not only had he not been expecting it, but he hadn't been expecting to feel it so strongly. 'Oh that's right...' he thought. 'My senses are strengthened now...' he frowned as he felt how fast Alfred's heart was beating. It was obvious the American was afraid of him. He hated it. He pulled away, and turned his back to Alfred. "...you're afraid of me. You think I'm a monster."
'' Wha, N-No I'm not!'' Alfred told him, even though he knew it was true. '' I would never think of you as a monster, I just see you as Iggy!'' He said, nervously taking a step to him.
Arthur knew that Alfred was lying. It was obvious. "Stop lying to me. You're terrified of me. I AM a monster..." he pulled the make shift hood down over his eyes more, not only blocking out light, but hiding the tears he felt threatening to escape.
Alfred slowly put a hand on his shoulder, and looked at the darkness in front of him. '' You're not a monster Iggy... I would never think of you like that.'' He told him. '' Even if you're a vampire, I will still be by your side...''
Arthur looked down, not sure what to say next. He knew that no matter how much he argued with Alfred, the American would never admit to how he really felt about Arthur currently. The Britt pulled away from Alfred's gentle touch and walks over to his bed, laying down on it again. He didn't trust himself to be too close to Alfred. Not after what had happened...
Alfred stood there for a moment, and then hesitantly walked over a sat down at the edge of the bed. He knew that Arthur could tell how he could feel, but he would never admit it. He blinked his eyes, trying to get use to the darkness.
"...perhaps you should leave..." he said after a period of silence."...tomorrow...or two days from now...or whenever we've calmed down...come back and we'll talk..."
'' D-Do you think that's the best idea?'' He asked, looking over to where the voice had come.
Arthur remained silent for a moment. Then nodded. "Yes. I do...we both need some time before we'll be able to cope with...this...whenever you're ready just come over."
Alfred nodded his head, and stood up to walk to the door.
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