Title: Notes Pairing:
AsaKiku (JapanxEngland)
Warnings: None
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Dear Kiku,
I am sorry to send you this, I should have told you earlier. I was requested to go and see Francis again by my boss. Right now I write this from my captain's quarters. You should see it now, The ocean is beautiful. I wish to see you again soon. Please bear with me through this.
-Arthur
Dear Arthur,
Thank god you are alright, I have been worried sick about you! You left so unexpectedly, I almost had a heart attack! It is good to know that you are safe. I wish I could be there. It is so boring here without you. I wish to see you soon. Please say hello to Francis for me, will you?
-Kiku
Dear Kiku,
I m sorry to hear that I caused that much trouble! You must have been worried sick! Right now I am in Francis's castle. If you were sent this right, this letter should come with a bouquet of roses. That is how I must say I am sorry. For I wish I could speak longer, but I have important business to deal with. Francis is such a wanker..
-Arthur
Dear Arthur,
Oh, no worries. I am all better now that I know that you are safe! I got the flowers in today, they still smell beautiful. Arigatou Arthur. You truly are a great person. I wish you safe journeys, and good luck!
-Kiku
The time had passed. Kiku had waited months for a reply from Arthur. He had send more and more letters every day, wishing he would answer. Every night, Kiku lays in bed, sobbing. Wishing and hoping for his arrival home. Weeks later, a ripped and torn, and slightly red postage letter comes into the mail. This was address to Kiku, by Arthur. He was shocked and rushed inside to read the letter, only to get the news of a crushed life
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Dear Kiku,
This is Francis here, to tell you Arthur is being held captive. Here is a little something, to remind you of him! [ A little arrow is pointing to a small blood circle ] Have pleasant dreams, Kiku my dear~!
-Francis
From hearing the news, the Japanese man was in shock. His eyes started to water, soon a little waterfall of emotions and tears come dripping out his eyes, pain was all was In his heart right now. Images of Arthur passed throughout his mind. Different scenarios of what might have happened, flashed through every dream he had for weeks. The small little nation, locked himself in the house, ignoring all visitors. He never came out, not once. It had been a year or so sense he had gotten the letter from Francis. Kiku still never left his home dwelling. He spent all day and all night, sobbing, screaming, and praying that he would hopefully soon see Arthur again.
One particular Sunday morning. Kiku still had that same routine as it has been for months.
There was a knock at the door.
No.
Another knock.
No.
Another.
Never.
The door was slammed down. Kiku heard it all. Was this a robbery? The figure slammed Kiku s door down, rushing in. The figure ran up to the sobbing nation on the floor, and held him in his arms. Both Kiku and the figure were crying. Kiku never did look to see who it was, he didn t want to. The figure then held up Kiku s chin, while sobbing. He spoke softly,
"I'm Home."
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