Author's Note: This is just general corniness and while I have edited this chapter time after time, it is one of my worst, I hope you enjoy it though.
Warnings: Kisses and dead animals.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters used in this chapter. This is all just for fun, I'm sorry if you think I own them, you could not be more wrong.
Tears are used to express such intense pain that cannot be handled, Yet while pain feels ugly while inside ourselves, when it pours out in the form of tears, it adorns our eyelashes with sparkling, diamond like droplets and can be considered by those who love us most as beautiful…
"I HATE YOU! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE YOU MISERABLE ARSEHOLE!" England said before stalking away angrily from America.
America stared after him.
'What the hell was that?' he thought to himself. He hadn't done anything this time; at least he didn't think he had.
"Hey, Arthur babe, wait up!" America said chasing after him. He soon caught up and skidded to a halt in front of him. Caught in the narrow hallway of the meeting room, Arthur couldn't walk around him and so stood just in front of him arms crossed and looking away.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Alfred asked slightly out of breath.
"Nothing you git, just leave me alone!" Arthur said eyes flaming wildly. America couldn't help but think that no matter where in the world he went he'd never find anything so green.
"Come on Ig- Arthur," he said restraining himself from using Arthur's pet-name, Arthur was mad enough as it was, "There's something wrong and I know it."
"There's nothing you git. God, just leave me alone!" Arthur said before hitting Alfred in the chest trying to make the taller nation leave.
"Hey, hey, hey, Arthur, calm down," Alfred said catching the fists before they made contact.
"No Alfred, I will not calm down! Dammit, I just lost one of my Faeries! I am NOT just going to let this pass by without proper mourning, dammit, my Faery, Alfred, all because some blasted kid said he didn't believe, Alfred, she was too close to him, she was on her way to her friend's house, she was going to see the unicorn! She was, just going to say hi and then that kid Alfred, that kid!" Arthur said sobbing and pounding his fist against America.
Alfred pulled the nation into a hug and Arthur let himself fall against him, let himself sob, let himself clutch onto Alfred's shirt and wail for his poor faery. Alfred just shushed him, and made comforting whispering sounds until all that was coming from England were soft hiccuping sounds.
Alfred pulled away a little and took in England for the first time. He was still hiccuping and looking at the floor cheeks still red and wet from the sobbing, eyelashes clumped together from the tears, eyes so downcast and sad, and dull.
"You are so beautiful." Alfred told him quietly trying to make him smile even if for just a second. England looked up into America's eyes and watched him doubtfully.
"You really are." Alfred said before turning away embarrassingly, his attempts at cheering Arthur failing miserably. Arthur sniffled, and smiled. He reached up with trembling fingers up to America's chin, to turn it towards him.
"Thank you." Arthur said before bringing Alfred's lips to his own.
"You're welcome," Alfred said as he tried pulling away, but Arthur pulled him close again. He buried his face into America's shoulder.
"I mean it, and I'm sorry for what I told you, I didn't mean it, I was just upset and all…"
"It's okay Iggy, I understand." Alfred said before placing a soft kiss on Arthur's forehead.
"I love you," Arthur said 'more than you'll ever understand.'
"I love you too." Alfred said 'more than you'll ever know.'
And they meant it…
"Alfred?" Arthur asked through the closed door.
"Go away," came a muffled reply
"Alfred?" Arthur asked putting his ear to the door hoping to hear a clue as to the reason for the boy's depression.
"I SAID GO AWAY!"
Arthur sighed and pushed open his little boy's door.
"Alfred, come on now," Arthur said approaching the boy who sat on the far side of the bed, back towards him.
"I told you to leave," the little nation whispered.
"What's wrong my sweet boy?"
"Nothing,"
"What's wrong?" Arthur said sitting next to his charge, he gasped once he saw what Alfred held in his arms wrapped in a small blanket, "Alfred where did you get that bird?"
"Hero killed him,"
"Is that why Hero was scratching at your door when I got here?"
"I'm not letting him anywhere near me anymore,"
"Why not?"
"This bird is the mommy bird of the robin's nest we found on our walk, she's dead now, she can't feed her birdies or keep them warm and they'll die," Alfred said beginning to sob.
"You can't be sure that this bird is the same bird,"
"I went to go check the nest Arthur! I went to go check on the birdies since they needed a blanket to be extra warm and I saw Hero fall out of the tree with the bird in his mouth so I ran and scared Hero and he dropped it but it was too late Arthur, it was too late," Alfred said sobbing into Arthur's shirt.
"Oh, my poor baby," Arthur said hugging the boy and shushing him. Eventually only soft hiccups escaped Alfred's lips and Arthur held him out to get a good look at the boy. His face was still flushed from his sobbing and his eyelashes clumped together from the rivers of tears that still were visible on his face. Arthur smiled softly at Alfred and took the bird from him. He tried to think of something to do to cheer the little boy up.
"I know what we can do Ally," Arthur said kneeling in front of the boy, bird in his arms.
Alfred looked up at him with sullen eyes and hiccupped "What?"
"We'll give the mommy bird a nice funeral in the woods near her family, we'll invite all the faeries and Matthew, and then we'll take care of the baby birds. You don't have to worry too much because the baby birds have a daddy too, not just a mum.
"And they'll be okay?" Alfred asked eyes full of hope, and Arthur couldn't help but think that he'd never see something as beautiful as the hope shining through the tears in Alfred's eyes.
"I'll make sure the faeries take care of them and shoo off Hero if he gets to close,"
"I love you Arthur," Alfred said wrapping small arms around his guardian's neck.
Arthur felt his heart flutter at his charge's happiness and hugged him back careful not to get the bird more ruined than it already was.
"I love you too."
Author's Note: So I'll be updating this story every week on Friday. It's complete and just sitting here waiting and I'm thinking that this is probably a better way to write stories and stuff on this website so that I don't abandon things. So yeah, I hope you like it and I promise, my writing skills improve. I wrote this story so long ago and I'm better now I promise. Please leave me a review if you have time. thank you.