A/N: This is my first fanfic, please give it a try! It's a bit slow for my opinion.. But still leave a review and correct my mistakes, I'll openly accept them! Thank you and enjoy reading!

"So?" Arthur said, sitting on his usual coach, crossing his arms.

"W-What?" The young blond was clearly shocked by the sudden question. He had just arrived to Arthur's house for visit, and surprisingly Arthur was in one of his good mood, which is really, really rare for him.

"Are you just going to stand there, or eat the scones that I've prepared?"

Alfred looked at the plate full of scones prepared well on the table, then he gulped. He already knew how bad it will taste just by looking at those.. things.. called.. Arthur's special-made-scones. He also knew that he will be having an emergency leave if he will even bite one. But Alfred wants to take care the feelings of Arthur Kirkland. He wouldn't want to anger him, not for today.

Alfred decided to play safe and sat on the same couch Arthur is sitting, "No thanks man, I'm totally full!" He said with his bright smiling face.

"Are you sure? I have a lot more in store, so you don't have to worry if you—"

"NO, NO, NO!" Alfred quickly cut Arthur's words. "It's okay, like, really! You don't have to. I bought the hamburgers back home and they were in super king size, so need to keep my belly empty on the way back!" That's the best excuse he can think of that instant. Hamburgers? Super king size? He doesn't have any at home right now, but what can he say at that moment anyway?

Arthur raised one of his eyebrows, confused by the attitude of Alfred. But that is just him, the outgoing, always smiling American. He can't really do anything to change this man.

"Well alright", Arthur gave up on convincing him to eat. He leaned his back to the couch. "Then tell me, why did you suddenly decide to come over? You can't fool me. You rarely come here." He looked at Alfred when he said that, in his normally serious tone.

Alfred just smiled. "What's wrong with me visiting my own ally?" He explains with his body gesture. "Besides, if I want to wait for you to come over mine, that will be like, eternity!"

Arthur sighed in respond. He can't deny the fact that Alfred just threw at him, it is true. He won't be visiting Alfred, he hasn't been doing that since ages, why would he suddenly do anyway. Beside no one have the rights to force him to do that. No one, but Alfred himself.

Alfred leaned his own back to the couch, and slowly gets closer to Arthur's spot. Arthur didn't notice their distance is getting shorter, as he was busy with something else in his mind.

Arthur's expression suddenly softens. Alfred who noticed this was slight surprised, wondering what had the man been thinking about. Did he finally decide to be happy with him visiting his house or…

"Alfred", Arthur opened his mouth. The blond quickly focused back to Arthur, curious by what he is going to say next.

"I'm sorry."

Alfred frowned when those words poured out from Arthur's mouth. What on Earth does he mean by 'sorry'?

"Sorry for what?" Alfred questioned him.

"I know your reason for coming here." Arthur paused, he took his breath. "It was because I didn't accept your invitation to your party, right?"

Alfred frowned yet again.

"Dude, you don't have to feel that bad. That is already way passed already, like, 4 weeks ago!" Alfred replied. 4 weeks ago, he held a party in his neighborhood to celebrate the union of all nations. It's something that is really rare, and he wants everyone to be happy. Everyone, every nation, was there, except for the one and only legendary country, England. But no one really questioned about his absent, they knew Arthur wasn't the kind who would to go to huge events like that.

But deep inside Alfred did wondered why Arthur chose not to come.

"Yeah, I know", Arthur just face the American normally. "But thinking about it now, I guess I should have at least wrote a letter to tell you that I wasn't coming."

"Haha! It's alright dude!" Alfred smiled. He knew that Arthur is actually feeling sorry for being absent. He knew that Arthur couldn't display his sorry that well. He was a man that keeps his feelings inside. That's why Alfred was fine just knowing that Arthur did tried to apologize.

Arthur tilted his head, looking at Alfred's smiling face. He couldn't help but to smile back. This man really knows how to cheer him up.

"What?" Alfred feels slightly uneasy seeing Arthur just staring at him.

Arthur shook his head. "Nothing." He got up from the couch as soon as he said that one single word, and walked away from the couch.

Alfred stood up as well. What happened? Did he pissed Arthur off? "W-Wait! I'm sorry if I offended you man. Can't you just give me a chance to talk?"

"No." Arthur said with a warning tone. "You just stay there. I'm going to get something."

Alfred was surprised hearing the last sentence. He soon smiled and couldn't help get excited. Arthur was getting him something? What could it be? No... Maybe more of his cooking's? Alfred shook his head. Even if it's his cooking, he should be happy because it's from Arthur.

"What is it Artie? Is it a cake that you just baked? Or maybe some roses you planted? Or maybe.."

"S-Stop!" Arthur looked back to Alfred. "J-Just stay there and wait for me!" Arthur quickly disappeared from the living room.

Alfred sat down again when Arthur left.

… No, this won't do. Alfred thought to himself. He scratched his head, thinking hard of what Arthur meant. Is it really his food? Or maybe something else?

That's it. Alfred can't stand waiting even just for 5 seconds. He stood up and walked deeper into Arthur's house. Of course he was familiar with the house, he used to live here as well. He USED to. He can still remember the exact same pathway whenever he wants to find his most admirable person. He always knew where to find Arthur.

Alfred peeked into Arthur's bedroom.

"Watcha' doing there Artie?"

Arthur, who was busy looking for something, was shocked when he heard Alfred's voice. He turned his head to the door behind him and was even shocked when he saw Alfred in front of his room. He quickly closed the chest that was opened, hoping that Alfred didn't saw what he was doing.

"Alfred? Didn't I tell you to just stay in the living room?" Arthur questioned him with an angered tone.

Alfred ignored the threat and just skipped into Arthur's room. He sat down on the floor near Arthur, wondering why Arthur is trying to cover the big obvious chest from him. "What's in there Artie?"

Arthur gulped. "N-Nothing! Now be a good boy and wait outside!" Arthur said rather forcefully.

"No way." Alfred stayed on his spot.

This is bad, Arthur thought. He knows how stubborn this younger man is. His stubbornness is as hard as stone. It's hard to break it. But Arthur had to try to shoo him away. Or not it would ruin the surprise.

"Come on", Arthur said with a softer tone. "Can you please listen to me, just this once?"

Alfred shaked his head. "No way."

"Pretty please?"

"No way."

"Hamburgers?"

Alfred couldn't let that take over him. He knew it was just a trap. "No way."

"A ghost!"

"W-WHERE?!" Alfred looked around in fright. He quickly cling to Arthur and hugged him tightly. "Don't let it get me! Don't let it get me!"

That was not the reaction Arthur expected. He was hoping that Alfred would have screamed and run out from the room. Not hugging him and chocking him.

"Ack! Alfred, you're so tight! I can't breathe! Let go of me!" Arthur struggled to release himself.

"N-No way man! I gotta protect you from.. t-the ghost!" Alfred still refused to let go. Who is actually protecting who, Arthur thought to himself.

"T-The ghost is gone now, you idiot! Let go of me already!" Arthur finally admitted his trick.

"What?" Alfred loosen his hug. "Y-You sure?"

"Y-YES!" Arthur finally got out from the bigger man's hug. Oh hell, Alfred must have gained weight again. Not that he can tell him that directly or else he'll go crazy on how to lose them, again.

"Well, now that the ghost is no longer around.." Arthur adjusted his clothes. "..You should go and sit on the couch and wait for me there, you got that?"

…. Huh?

Arthur opened his eyes and looked in front of him. Eh? Where did the young man go? Did he really ran away?