In Plain Sight

Arthur has had enough of America's teasing and decides to hide himself in plain sight.

Chapter 1

Arthur was sick, sick of the insults and teasing he got from Alfred. He was tired of the same old routine of insults they spewed at each other. Arthur loved Alfred Fucking Jones; and every time he reached out to Alfred he was rejected. Some hero Alfred turned out to be, when he was killing England with every word. In fact it had gotten to the point where it was painful just to be near to the blond, blue-eyed country. At the World Meeting Francis, that stupid French frog and Alfred had started talking about my attractive points. They decided that I had none; I had bushy eyebrows, always yelling, made awful food etc. I didn't mean to get this upset; I just couldn't hold back the tears any more. In fact it's a miracle I didn't cry before now. Did Alfred really think that I had no attractive points? I ran as fast as I could away from Alfred. It was an absolutely gorgeous day outside. It was as if god was smiling and laughing at my pain. Arthur slammed the front door, as he ran into his house, the tears poured down from his face. God, Arthur thought to himself, I must be really masochistic, I just keep hurting myself. Arthur face planted on to his bed the tears wetting the sheets. Just then Alfred slammed the front door open and yelled "Arthur, your hero is here!!!" Something snapped inside Arthur, his tears stopped, a smile crept onto his face, and he looked just like Ivan on a bad day, dark aura and all. Arthur thought I've had enough of this idiot. As he ran and jumped out his second story window into the adjacent tree, he then slipped down and escaped into the distance.

Alfred was staring absent-mindedly at Arthur during the World Meeting. Alfred F. Jones, the US of A was totally in love with Arthur Kirkland, otherwise known as England; he had been for a while. Though he would never admit it, he even went to great lengths to see to it that Arthur never found out. Alfred had teased Arthur mercilessly. Thought he thought he went a little too far today at the World Meeting. Arthur had run out crying, it had nearly broken his heart in half to see the tears running down Arthur's pale cheek. It all started when Francis had seen him staring at England. He asked me what I saw in England and I froze up. He could see my love so easily. This was frightening to me, so I started with the teasing. I mean, I didn't think he would get that upset. I ran after England, but I stopped when I realized I had no awesome lines thought up to make him feel better. So, I walked to England's house, because I knew he would be there. I burst through the door, and said the only thing I could think of on the walk to Arthur's house. "Arthur, your hero is here!!!" There was no reply, so I followed the trail of tears, which lead to Arthur's room. Strangely, Arthur was not in his room, I walked towards the bed and sat on it. I immediately jumped back up, the bed was wet. I could tell it was tears; my heart ached from the thought, I was the reason that Arthur had cried so much, so much that he cried a puddle on his bed.