Truthfully...im actually kinda dissapointed at how this turned out....i was hoping it would be better......it feels rushed.....i kinda want to re-do it...but i can't come up with any ideas...

ANd i feel like i couldn't get their emotions down correctly.....and that they might be a bit OC.....

But i actually feel really self-doubting right now and i hope it's better than i think....

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But maybe someone else will like it....

Its a continuation of a doujinshi that was just cut off....a horrible, horrible cliffhanger.......

Here's a link for the doujinshi

youtube .com/watch?v=R16_oV778wQ&feature=related

Just Copy and Paste it into ur url bar thingy.....and delete the space between the youtube and the .com

Anyway, i do hope you lyk it......

Alfred stepped back into the car silent, closing the door on the side of him and he moved around in his seat a bit, getting comfortable. He dried his wet hair with the towel and pulled a t-shirt over him as Arthur climbed in on the other side of the vehicle. Arthur watched him climb into the seat, his jacket still open Alfred watched the sweat drip off of Arthur's stomach. Alfred's eyes intently fixed on the one speck of sweat watching roll down Arthur's body. When Alfred caught himself and looked up Arthur looked at him for a quick second before buckling his seat belt. Alfred stared at his face which was looking out the window at the bleak scenery they had just come from. Alfred still had a slight blush lingering upon his cheeks; and his finger was drawn to his lip which Arthur had basically licked. Alfred blushed slightly remembering what it had felt like. Alfred sighed; he was probably just messing with him. What had happened was probably an accident; Arthur was just probably confused by the heat. At least that's what Alfred told himself, he rather have that be the answer then to even think that Arthur might've done it on purpose. But if Arthur was going to start something, the least he could have done was finished it. But to think that Arthur meant it brought butterflies to his stomach, he shook his head. There was no way Arthur cared for him anymore, he had betrayed Arthur and left him. Distracted with his own thoughts Arthur turned his head to Alfred.

"Are you going to drive or are we going to sit here all day like a bunch of idiots." Arthur said harshly, venom leaking out of his tone. He looked away quickly and rested his hand on his palm as Alfred started the vehicle. He began to step on the gas before Arthur slapped his head.

"You bloody wanker! Buckle up!" Arthur yelled at him.

"Ow!" Alfred yelped in shock rather than pain.

"You didn't have to hit me!" Alfred replied scowling at Arthur who was just glaring at him.

Alfred blinked his eyes at Arthur who didn't look like he was joking at all. Usually he had some sort of smirk on his face after hitting him but instead he just glared with a hateful intent in his eyes. A pang of pain struck his chest and he turned away to grab his seatbelt and buckled it in. Arthur wasn't joking around when he did that, he seriously meant to hurt Alfred. Arthur was driving Alfred insane, first he licked him and on purpose too! Then he turns around and hits him upside the head. He was acting like a little girl, and the though of Arthur as a little girl brought a slight grin to Alfred's face. He started smiling to himself as he began to remember how things use to be. Arthur saw Alfred grinning like a fool, and looked out the window silently scolding himself for doing something so shameful. He sighed; it seemed that Alfred might just leave what happened alone. He scowled again, locking away his contradicting thoughts. Even though, it was something he shouldn't have done, he didn't wish to undo it either. Though he would never admit it, that he liked it, and that fact scared him. What was wrong with him? Had he always felt like this with Alfred? He mentally scolded himself. Of course not, it was nothing just the heat. Damn Alfred, it was all his fault that Arthur was this way, Arthur couldn't help it. It was why he was skeptical when Alfred offered to take them to the meeting. He actually did refuse the offer but somehow Alfred had cancelled his flight and there was no other way to get to the stupid meeting then by car. Letting the speed go up Alfred reached for the AC controller and turned the air up higher, it was still pretty hot. He felt the rush of cool air flow over him.

"Ah, that's better" he said to himself.

They drove in silence for a while, Alfred focusing on driving on the barren road and Arthur trying forget about what he did.

"Let's just forget about it okay? It was probably just the heat or something." Alfred said without taking his eyes off the road. Arthur looked at him in surprise and then scowled; it's all his fault it happened he thought. He didn't reply but sat there with an unhappy expression on his face.

They continued to drive in silence for the rest of the ride but soon enough the sky began to darken and they had reached a little town. It was a rural city and it had a Motel, Alfred pulled into the parking lot and turned off the engine.

"We're staying here for the night okay?" he said to Arthur, though Arthur was still looking the other way ignoring him completely. Alfred sighed, he didn't get why Arthur was still being so cranky. If anything he should be the one mad, with Arthur confusing him like that. He closed the door and walked into the small lobby. The night had taken its toll and the cold temperature rolled through the windows. Alfred shivered slightly as he approached the front desk.

"Umm, can I have one room for one night." He said. The person who was working turned around and grabbed a key from one of the slots behind her. She typed some things in on the register and pointed to the screen which said how much the room was. She obviously didn't like talking. Alfred dug the money out of his pocket and handed it to her. She typed in more things and handed him back his change and the room key.

"It's on the second floor, room 4." She said.

"Ah, thanks." Alfred replied smiling. He turned around and began walking out the door to get their bags and Arthur; he hoped Arthur had calmed down by now. But when he walked out the door he actually ran into Arthur who was carrying two suitcases, one was his and the other Alfred's.

"Watch where you're going next time you idiot!" Arthur spat at him. Alfred stared back at him, if Arthur was still intent on acting like that; he was going to be just as cold toward Arthur. Though Alfred should have been used to Arthur's attitude by now, something was different this time. Alfred turned around and walked to the staircase.

"Come on, I got the room already." He said walking up the staircase while Arthur dragged his feet behind him.

Though as they climbed the stairs the girl at the front desk was watching them very curiously, she had a feeling something was going to happen so she spun around in her chair and looked at the security monitor. She typed in their room number 2-4. She had a feeling that she was going to have to keep an eye out for those two. She pulled her hair back and spun the other way and grabbed her laptop. Putting in her earphones she began to zone out.

Alfred walked up the steps and then turned down the hallway; he counted the numbers on the doors until he came to room 2-4. He put the key in turned the knob, opening the door. The carpet was a dark blue and the walls looked white but were tinted with a slight shade of yellow. There was a bathroom and a closet, and one bed. Wait, Alfred scanned the room again; damn he forgot to get a room with two beds. Alfred stepped to the side as Arthur came with their bags. Arthur dropped their bags against the wall and looked at the one bed, it was a full size.

"Why is there only one bed." He said as he glared at Alfred, which Alfred replied with a bored looking expression.

"I forgot to get a room with two." Alfred said plainly. Arthur clenched his fist, how was he supposed to forget about what happen when this idiot was going to be in the same room as him.

"I'll go get my own room." Arthur said as he went to go outside. But Alfred closed the door in front of him and Arthur blinked his eyes in surprise.

"Its fine, I'll just sleep on the floor." Alfred said to Arthur, his expression emotionless. Arthur was a bit shocked, Alfred wasn't acting like himself. Alfred took a pillow and one of the blankets from the bed and laid it down on the ground on the other side of the room, farthest from the bed. Arthur felt a bit hurt, usually Alfred would just have taken the bed or even just laid they blankets right next to the bed. Arthur had to get away from Alfred, even if for a little while. He walked to the bathroom.

"I'm going to take a shower." He said getting no reply back he walked in and closed the door.

He placed his hand over his chest, why didn't Alfred reply? No. Why did he want Alfred to reply? But, he had to blame himself he had been pretty mean to Alfred, but why did Alfred choose to ignore him now? Arthur shook the thoughts from his mind and began to undress and then went into the shower. It was only then he realized that he left his bath things in his suitcase. He'd been in such a rush to get away from him that he forgot his clothes as well. He sighed as he turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door. Before him, Alfred stood pulling his shirt off of himself. Arthur hurried to his suitcase and dragged out his clothes and bath things and rushed back into the bathroom before he could look at Alfred again. He closed the door behind him and leaned against it, he put his hands to his cheeks. Why was he blushing, he's seen Alfred shirtless a lot of times and he took a deep breath and wiped it away. He put his clothes down by the sink and realized that he had dropped his shirt and it was under the door. He bent down and tried to pull it into the bathroom but it was stuck. What rotten luck he thought. He opened the door to see a naked Alfred; he was standing sideways from where Arthur was. Arthur felt the heat rush to his cheeks and took in a long look at Alfred. His body was different, he was much older now and it struck Arthur he wasn't little anymore, though he couldn't forget about his cute little brother. He knew he would have to, Alfred had grown a lot. He grabbed his shirt and slammed the door before something bad could happen. He fell to the ground on his knees; he released the towel covering him. His eyes wide, wondering what was wrong with him. He was becoming strange, but why is it that he had never felt like this before? His heart raced with emotion, it was something about the heat back then, he hadn't even drunk anything since that time. He felt his vision getting a bit foggy, and his arms became weak and started trembling. He was really thirsty all of a sudden; he stood up and turned the water in the shower on and drunk the tap water coming from it. Though in any situation he would never have done something so revolting, he was just so thirsty, he couldn't think clearly. He closed the shower curtain, his arms and legs still trembling he fell to the floor of the shower. The warm water poured over him, what was happening to him, he felt weird. He heard the door swing open and Alfred rush in.

"Arthur! Are you okay!? I heard you fall!" A worried Alfred said quickly. Arthur smiled to himself. Maybe he wasn't mad at Arthur after all, maybe he still cared.

"Arthur!?" Alfred called. Arthur could see his silhouette through the shower curtain.

Arthur smiled to himself again, he does care after all, Arthur thought in his mind. He couldn't actually tell what he was doing, it was just kind of happening. Like at that store when they were stuck. He opened the shower curtain revealing himself completely to Alfred whose eyes widened. Arthur wrapped his arms around Alfred pressing their lips together. Arthur leaned back into the shower still holding onto Alfred who stumbled in with his pants on. Arthur broke away from the kiss and closed the shower curtain. Alfred was completely shocked, there was definitely something wrong with Arthur. His eyes seemed a bit drowsy as if he was in some sort of daze. Arthur pressed his lips against Alfred once more, his tongue forcing its way into Alfred's mouth. Arthur pulled himself even closer to Alfred and unbuttoned his pants. They fell off of him and Alfred stepped out of them, and placed his hands on Arthur's hips. Their kissing began to grow even more intense and they both slowly slipped into a strange state of ecstasy.

I told you it felt kinda rushed......i wish i could have made it longer somehow....

Anyway...there will be a 2nd chapter because well....i dont want to end this story on such a horrible cliffhanger...

i would have gone on into more intimate details on their smex....but i want to keep it rated T....

So please review and wish me luck so the second chapter will be better!

Even if the review are to say how bad the story was...please review anyway and tell me how i can improve it.

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