Post iterum Chapter 1 Hetalia Yaoi- Dont like don't read. Enjoy.
It was a little after noon and the sky was dim. A nice time of day to be out without being lathered in sun screen. Alfred walked down the street thinking of where he wanted to eat. McDonalds or Taco Bell. He was having such a hard time deciding. One had juicy cheeseburgers, milkshakes, fries, and ice cream. The other tacos and soda, nachos and cheese. He stood at a cross walk fighting with himself on what he wanted to eat. He could have both, not like human food could kill him. Over all the years the twenty-first century had the best food by far. He walked down the street and sighed maybe he would swing by McD's then walk it off and stop buy his favorite coffee shop pick up a cute girl and get a real meal later on.
He stopped by McD's and walked about 30 blocks to the coffee shop. A small smile came to his face as he opened the door. The man behind the counter smiled lightly and waved.
"Hola sinor Alfred." a dark haired Spanish man cooed in joy. " you want the usual?"
Alfred smiled taking a seat in the back of the shop and slipped his jacket off "You know me so well." the large American looked around the room. There weren't manny girls here of his age of liking. He looked for the ripe ones, that would be around 20, 25. The older they where the more bitter they where. He turned to look at some of the guys, he would just follow one and jump them later on. It was not his style to do something that shady, he prefers to sweet talk them into his bed and he normally and almost always only sweet talks girls into his bed. Women tasted more like sweets and men tend to taste more lean he would rather eat cheeseburgers the rest of his eternal life then feed on humans. Antonio came over and placed a cup of nice hot coffee In front of him.
"Here you are boss." he smiled his goofy smile. "You here to pick up another one night stand?" he said bluntly. Alfred scoffed in laughter.
"Maybe, it depends if there is anything to my taste." Antonio's eyes narrowed a bit but not in anger more in concern.
"Be careful Alfred. We are borderline on the law." he looked around to see if anyone was being nosey. "You don't want any werwolf's to jump you." Alfred took a sip of his coffee and smiled.
"You know it will take so much more than a pack of puppies to kill me." Antonio laughed softly under his breath as if he imagined a bunch of little dogs trying to pounce on the large American.
" You know what I mean, even humans know that dogs are very territorial." he smiled. " If you get in there way they can't be blamed." alfred gave a nod and a small smile.
"ill be fine because Im the hero!" Alfred said loudly as he placed a foot onto the table standing up on it. People in the store looked at him, Others felt embarrassed for him. HE laughed not caring that he was making people feel uneasey. antonio smiled and gave a nod and tried to get the man off the table.
"si, si." he said as he nodded his head after finally getting the man to sit back down and drink his coffy- in silence. the door opened and Antonio jumped up and walked back to his place. "Hola! Welcome back little Ita!" Alfred watched as a small light brown haired man with a cur bouncing on the side of his head walked up to the counter with a dark brown haired man with his curl on the opposite side bouncing as he walked fallowing him. Maybe brothers? They smelled like brothers. Though the darker haired one held a cold glair and the smaller one was loud and held a smile. Alfred rolled his eyes as Antonio flirted with the two.
A few moments later The door opened again and a short man walked in with messy short blond hair and big eyebrows. He had a small body and light green eyes that almost looked like they where bored. Alfred shrugged and took another sip of coffee. Then he froze. He took a double take his eyes where glued to the man his eyes wide. He was confused. No wait... He was angry, no he was happy or was he sad? He couldn't tell how he was feeling he watched the man. He watched the way his body moved and how he spoke. It couldn't be? He was dead, well dead dead. If that makes any sense? He didn't know what to do his mouth was dry, he had not felt this way since he was young. The man took a seat at the table next to Alfred's and pulled out a book he was holding and began reading. Alfred just sat there, knot knowing what to do. He was soon snapped out of it once the man spoke.
"Staring is rude, do you have Any manners at all in that fat head of yours?" he had a British ascent and he didn't even look up from his book as he spoke. His eyes only shifted from his book when he didn't get a response. "Earth to git." he mumbled in annoyance.
"Arthur?" He finally said. The man looked at alfred in shock and glared.
"how do you know my name?" he asked with anger in his. Voice and fear in his eyes. I swallowed down all the feelings I was feeling.
"you don't remember me?" he asked the Brit with a smile on his face. He wanted to punch this guy in the face for acting like he didn't know him. "it's me." Alfred said a little louder and laughed. "Alfred F. Jones." the Brit looked him over and cocked an eyebrow.
" Im sorry," he paused and looked up making eye contact with the American. "I don't recall you." he turned back to his book in confusion. Alfred ran his hand through his hair playing with the little curl that was placed on top of his cowlick. The Brit shifted in his seat his face was stone as if he was deep in thought. Antonio was sitting on the opposite side of the store flirting with the angry looking Italian who didn't look amused at all. Alfred smiled and finished off his coffee.
"goodbye Alfred see you tomorrow." Antonio hummed as he clung to the bubbly Italian making the cold one look even more pissed.
"Maybe, I have to go to a meeting." Alfred smiled as he finished putting on his bombers jacket and stuck his hands in his pocket.
Alfred was annoyed the whole way home. "how could he act like he didn't know me." the man mumbled to himself. Arthur could be such a jerk. Alfred parked his BMW in the driveway of his estate. He just grumbled as he walked from his car to the door. He changed into his relaxing cloths a baggy t shirt and sweat pants. He plopped himself in front of the 56 inch tv with popcorn and a dr pepper. He watched five episodes of captain America. Around seven his phone rang and he answered it.
"Hero speaking." he said with a mouth full of popcorn. The voice on the other end seemed taken back at the greeting, if that even counted as a greeting.
"Um, 'ello this is the new member that you hired from the UK." he sounded very formal.
"Ah, that's right. I can't wait to meet you, the meeting will start at 8, maybe after I can take you to lunch since I mean you know you'll be working for me and I'll be your boss. You work under only me that's your job as my right hand." Alfred Stopped for only a moment as he looked at the tv, "well my side kick more or less and I am the hero, I'll see you tomorrow." with that said he hung up and stretched .
Alfred yawned as he walked into his building. He shifted his tie feeling very uncomfortable. He never liked ties or suites they made him feel stiff. He looked at his watch 8:45. He shrugged scratching his head he was only a few minutes late. Alfred looked over to his office to see the same man from the coffee shop. He smiled his voice was loud like always. "Hey!" the Brit jumped at the sound of Alfred's voice. He looked over first shock then annoyance came to his face as he watched the American approached him. Alfred felt anger deep down but his smile never left his face. "stop messing around Arthur, jokes over your really hurting my feelings pretending not to remember me." he gave the man a over dramatic puppy dog face. The man looked up at him like he had grown a second head.
"I'm sorry but I really don't remember you. This is my first time to America..." he sounded annoyed. "you work here?" he asked pulling on the end of his sleeve.
"no." Alfred grinned. Arthur looked confused.
"then why are you here? Are you stalking me?" He gave the American a dark stair. Alfred let out a loud laugh and gave the smaller man a pat on the back.
"no no no, you see I do work here but I don't just work here." he looked at the man he still looked confused. " I'm the hero of this place you se-" he was cut of by a shocked gasp. He looks down at the smaller man his smile blank, he was confused by the reaction. The small man looked very pissed.
"last night that was you on the phone!" he shouted in anger. Alfred laughed and placed his hands in his pockets and smiled.
"so your going to be my lacky this time." Alfred laughed his annoying laugh and fixed his glasses. Arthur shot Alfred a death glair, oh if only looks could kill. " you really haven't changed."
" how many times do I have to tell you that I have never met you before yesterday?" Alfred was getting more annoyed than Arthur. How could he stand right Infront of him and keep saying he didn't remember him. It's only been 100 something years. Alfred tilted his head and spoke softly.
" you still mad about the fight?" alfred asked softly. Arthur looked at him even more confused than he had ever been in his life. He frown his brow and looked over the Americans face trying to see if he was pulling his leg. Alfred on the other hand was getting really annoyed. He stopped to take a deep breath. He listened to the heart beats in the room or ones close by. They where standing in an isolated office away from all others. He felt relaxed when he fount a beat that was calm. He found one close by and relaxed, he picked up the sent with the heart beat it was really close. Alfred slowly opened his eyes to see who was close by. He turned his head to the left then to the right. The. Closest people where in the meeting room in the hall over. That left Arthur and him in the same room. Alone. Alfred felt confused himself. Then it hit him, he felt really dumb. "sorry dude. I thought you where someone els." he smiled at the Brit. Arthur placed his hands on his hips and sighed.
" you are going to be such a hand full." Alfred grumbled scratching his head. Arthur really acted like his Arthur ALOT. The two of them bickered back and forth till the meeting started. A man walked in with wavy blond hair big blue eyes and some stubble on his chin.
"bonjour." he said softly almost in a sexual tone. Some of the men in the room scoffed and the women giggled and waved. They squealed when he winked arthur just rolled his eyes. " we'll shall we star-" he stopped talking his face became pale as if he just saw a ghost pop up out of nowhere. He coughed and tried to bring some color into his face. Arthur cocked an eyebrow at the French man. He was their top sleeker and he couldn't even get the first sentence out. He then parted his lips. "sorry, my breath was taken away." he winked at Arthur making the Brit frown angrily. The meeting went on after the French man Francis spoke Alfred stood and fixed his tie.
"this company is going to go far. Since I was young I always wanted to make everyone happy. Everyone has the rights to do what they dream. Everyone is treated equal in my care. Be you a monster, a mutt, or a normal human," most of the men and women laughed at his analogy. "You work to help others." everyone clapped, everyone but Arthur. He looked kinda surprised By the mans speech dude to how the first two encounters where not very enjoyed by the Brit. Everyone started to empty the room and some stayed to talk to Alfred and Francis. Arthur just rolled his eyes and grabbed the Americans papers and such. The American smiled gently at the girls that where flirting with him all at once. Arthur felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to come face to face with a tall man who looked like Alfred.
" hello, you must be Alfred's new receptionist." he smiled at Arthur, Arthur felt his shoulders relax and he gave a smile back. "my name is Matthew nice to meet you." he seemed much calmer than most people here but he didn't remember seeing this man as the meeting was going on.
"'Ello. I'm Arthur." the man gave a nod.
"well I have work to do but if you ever need me I'm on the 12th Floor." arthur thanked him and waved as the man left. The Brit sighed as he looked to see that more girls had gathers around the American. He then saw the blue eyes French man excuse himself from the group of girls and make his way over to the Brit. Arthur felt somewhat annoyed at the sight of the man.
"bonjour arthur. Long time no see." he said with some surprise in his voice. Arthur groaned and fixed the papers in his hands and glared.
"I'm not who you think I am." he started to walk away Over to Alfred. The small man grabbed Alfred's arm and pulled him out of the office. "you have work to do and you never told me where my desk is." Francis rubes his chin and sighed mumbling under his breath.
"he acts just like him too."
Arthur was breath taken by the size of Alfred's office. He was on the top floor of the building, right as you got off the. Elevator you where welcomed by two larg doors. Behind them was the waiting room and his desk. The style was a mix between twenty-first century and the 1800's.
"That's your desk and my office is right through that door there." he said pointing to the big dark brown door with a gold knob. " if you need anything just come in." Arthur thanked the man and sat at his desk and looks around. Well shit. He didn't have any work to do but file the stack of paper and log himself on the computer. Today was going to be slow.
Alfred leaned back in his chair and yawns. He looked at the clock it was almost lunch time. He sat down and thought about Arthur. He looked and acted just like his Arthur. Alfred laughed at the thought. There is no way Arthur would ever come back to America even if he was alive, he bet if Arthur was on an island that was sinking he would rather drown than step foot onto American soil. That was how suborn the man was. He had such a temper and could never take a joke, his humor was so dry. Alfred shook his head, letting the grin on his face fall. He was just about to finish his last paper but a loud yell was heard. Alfred jumped from his spot and ran for the door.
TBC
