A/N: I actually like how this is going and I blame the plot bunnies for every thing since those little rats wont leave me alone. Plzzzzzzzz no kill me! Plot bunnies fault!
Warning: Let's see if any one can guess before next chapter shall we?
Disclaimer: Do not own Hetalia
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Chapter 1: In Which It All Begins
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Arthur's P.O.V
"Ahh. Almost done. I just need some eye of newt and it will be perfect. Now where did I put it?"
Arthur walked over to the shelves on the side of his dark stone room to look for it. While he was searching through the numerous jars and bottles he heard the door open and close behind him. Arthur turned with a good number of jars and bottles in his arms to see who ,or what, it was that opened the door.
"Hey Iggy!" /he/ yelled.
Not expecting him to be there and the fact that he just yelled in Arthur's face, he was startled into dropping all the jars and bottles he was holding into the cauldron.
"A-Alfred! You git! What are you doing here!"
"Well this is my house. Sooooo. Awwww! Iggy you pretending to do magic again?"
"It is not pretend you git!" Arthur yelled face flustered.
"Nya Hahaha Haha! Awww Iggy your so cute when your playing pretend!" He said ruffling Arthur's always messy hair.
"Git." Arthur said swatting Alfred's hand away.
Next thing Arthur knew Alfred was stepping towards him when he accidentally stepped on the board under the cauldron. This made it fly into the air and coincidentally land on Arthur's head making him fall over spilling the now unknown potion all over himself.
"Eh! Iggy! Are you all right! I'm such an idiot! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to! I'm re-"
"Shut up git!" Arthur yelled pulling the cauldron off his head, "And stop calling me Iggy."
"What ever. Common, ARTHUR, let's get you changed since those are ruined now." Alfred said while helping him up.
"I can stand up on my own you git!" Arthur said swatting his hand away. Alfred gave him a disapproving glance but Arthur glared back. When Arthur tried to take a step he stumbled and almost fell down. Luckily Alfred caught him. Arthur pushed Alfred's hands away and stood up straitening his shirt.
" Hmp. See I can stand perfectly fine on my own." Arthur said nodding his head and crossing his arms. "I can also walk on my own git." He said as Alfred went to help him walk towards the door. All he did was raise an eyebrow and continue to try to help.
'Well fine. He can do what ever he wants. See if I care. Well. I care right now so-.' Arthur's thoughts were cut short when Alfred put his hand on Arthur's lower back sending a jolt of pain up his spine making him hiss and squeeze his eyes shut in pain.
"Hey, you all right?" Alfred asked worry filling his tone. "Does something hurt?"
"Your hand git, move your hand!" Great Arthur could feel tears in his eyes. Luckily Alfred removed his hand right away making Arthur sigh in relief though it still hurt.
'Great now if I start to cry even a little bit he's going to get all worried about m-' yet again Alfred cut his thoughts short only this time he was pulling the back of Arthur's shirt up and the waist band of his pants down a little.
"Eh! W-what are you doing!" Arthur practically yelled trying to pull away.
"Stop squirming, I'm just trying to see if you have a bruse." Alfred said his voice oddly serious. He lightly poked the spot were his hand was making Arthur wince.
"Ya I think you're gunna have a pretty nasty bruse there in the morning." Alfred said lightly kissing the spot then putting his shirt and waistband back into place.
"O-ok..." Arthur mumbled not sure what to say.
"Let's go get you in some clean clothes. You should probably shower too to get that outta your hair."
Arthur yawned all of a sudden felling tired. "But I'm tired." He said rubbing his eyes.
"Need help in the shower Iggy?" Alfred said with a smirk on his face, " 'Cause your tired but you need to shower ya know to get that outta your hair." he said scratching the back of his head.
" Mhm." Arthur grunted to tired all of a sudden to care. Yawning and rubbing his eyes Arthur heard Alfred laugh a little. Arthur lightly slapped his shoulder and gave him a tired glare. Alfred took a step foward and picked him up bridle style.
"Hmh. Whad-ya doin?" Arthur asked his words jumbling together from tiredness.
"Carrying you since your tired."
" Mkay."
"Really?" Alfred asked to make sure. Arthur nodded his head in approval. "Huh. That stuff is starting to look like strawberry jello now." Alfred said pointing to a spot of the spilt potion on Arthur's stomach.
"Ya. Kind of." Arthur said pealing a piece off of his arm. "Smells like it too." he stated holding it up to Alfred's face. Arthur then lazily brought it back down to his face and took a bite. " Sure doesn't taste like it though." he said making a face.
"Ya it does smell like it but are you sure you should eat it?" Alfred asked Arthur who seemed to not be paying attention.
"Mkay." Arthur said taking another bite.
"Eh! Why dya eat more I thought you said it tasted gross!"
"I didn't say that I just made a face."
"Well most of the time that means somethings gross."
"Well you taste it and tell me if it tastes gross."
"No how 'bout we go get showered and go to bed."
"Fine." And with that Alfred walked out off the room carrying Arthur towards the bathroom.
[ fluffy-cute walk to bathroom ]
Alfred's POV
"Whad-ya doing? *yawn*"
"Getting you in the shower."
"Aren't you showering also?"
" I will after you do. "
" But I'm too tired." *fake yawn for emphasis*
'Wait what?' Alfred thought 'He's practically asking to shower together?'
"So do you want us to shower at the same time to make it go faster?"
"Yeah." Arthur answered without even a pause.
"Ok." Alfred said he then got them both in the shower wrapping his arms around Arthur's waist.
[ fluffy shower time of fluffyness ]
Still Alfred's POV
"There now let's go to bed." Alfred said ruffling Arthur's hair with a towel.
"Ya." *real yawn*
Alfred picked Arthur up again the same as before and carried him to his bedroom next door sitting on the bed with Arthur in his lap. Arthur look up at Alfred much like a little kid. Then he reached up and tugged on Nantucket.
"H-hey Iggy w-whad-ya doin?" Arthur was still holding on to Nantucket.
"Hmm." Arthur gave Nantucket another tug.
"H-hey Arthur what are you doin? Can ya stop please."
"No." *tug*
"Ahh. W-why?"
Arthur sat up a little bit and whispered in Alfred's ear, "Let's visit 'Florida' then I'll stop. Hmm." He said twisting Nantucket with his finger.
"Well then you just had to say so Arthur." Alfred said rubbing one of Arthur's eyebrows with his thumb.
"Mhh. I say so now."
[ du what else ]
Many uncounted weeks later
" Arthur this is getting ridiculous. You're going to the doctors tomorrow." Alfred said as he knelt next to Arthur rubbing his back on the bathroom floor in front of the toilet.
"Yeah." Arthur said weakly wiping his mouth.
"This has been going on for weeks and every day you still get sick every morning." Alfred started to get up, "You ok? I'm gunna go call the doctor."
Arthur nodded weakly and Alfred left to go make the call.
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A/N: Wow that was the fastest chapter I ever wrote. I hope it is up to any of you guys? -es? -is? standards! And one more thing bumbumbum cliff hanger! Sorry if it is to dialog heavy thats just how my brain works! ^-^' Nya~! :3