So I was told to do this on Facebook and I did. If people like it enough, I might continue or make a full story from these. I dunno. One person said it was good. And I actually like these, too. Possibly cause they're so short there's no way I can make mistakes...

Pairing: FrUK

Angst

Arthur hugged his knees, staring at the old-fashioned razor his father had bequeathed to him. He would do it. He really would. With a sigh he lifted the razor and took a breath. Suddenly, a hand was around his wrist and his head jerked around. Francis stared back at him, looking fearful.

"S'il vous plait. Don't," murmured Francis, resting his head against Arthur's.

Fluff

It was while Arthur was shouting at Alfred for his lack of real attention to the meeting that he realised that he didn't have it. Desperately, he began to search the ground around them. Then he rushed back to the meeting room. Once there, he upturned his chair and crawled under the table.

"Angleterre," said a voice and Arthur banged his head trying to straighten up. Francis appeared beside him, chuckling at him as he cursed. "Ees zis what you were looking for, cher?" he asked, holding out the bracelet. As Arthur tried to grab it, Francis grabbed Arthur's wrist, gently helping him to put it on.

Humour

"What the hell are you doing here, wanker?!" shouted Arthur. "I told you not to come here dressed like that!"

On his doorstep, Francis was standing, a French maid's outfit on. He blew Arthur a kiss. Arthur stood and glared for a moment, red in the face before he slammed the door on Francis.

Smut

Arthur gasped and clutched at the covers. "F-Francis!" he breathed. Behind him, he heard Francis chuckle breathlessly.

"Are you okay, cher?" he asked. Arthur nodded and he felt Francis' hands run from his hips up his sides to his chest in a brief hug. He felt lips on his shoulder and then the hands retraced the way they had come, resting gently on his hips for a moment before they gripped a little tighter.

Au/Crossover (Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji)

"Master," said Francis, bowing. "Are you alright?" Had Francis cared, he would have been concerned about Arthur's reaction to the news that his brother was missing. However, in reality, his question was just him wondering if he should be doing something. He had to be the best butler, after all.

"I'm fine," said Arthur, rather grumpily. "Just bring me some tea, will you?" Arthur watched the French demon bow and leave the room.

(Cardverse)

The King of Hearts suddenly appeared beside the Queen of Spades. "Where ees Alfred, mon cher?

"He had some urgent business to take care of," Arthur replied.

"Well, we cannot 'ave you alone at zis ball. Shall we 'ave a dance togezzer?"

Arthur hesitated. Alfred had always warned him about dancing with the other Kings…

Kinky

Arthur sighed and entered the hotel room. He let the door swing close behind him as he stared at the image on the bed. Francis was lying there, one leg bent in a suggestive manner. "Bonjour, Arthur," he said as he sniffed at a rose. "You look surprised. But you should not be. I am 'ere just for you to play with, non?"

Fetish

Arthur waited for Francis to emerge from the bathroom, fiddling with his wand. He paused to straighten out his robes just as the door opened and Francis entered the room. Arthur's expression brightened as he took in Francis' appearance. Ignoring his annoyed and despairing look, Francis was wearing a fairy's dress, the wings spread behind him.

Hurt/Comfort

Arthur was left in the meeting room, staring after him. Once the door had closed, the Brit collapsed into a chair, his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking as he began to sob.

There was a sudden movement beside him and he looked up to see Francis standing beside him, staring down at him in shock. "Wh-What d-do y-you w-want?!" Arthur exclaimed through his sobs. He was amazed when the Frenchman's arms wrapped around his shoulders and pulled him towards his chest. Arthur collapsed into the embrace, sobbing quietly.

First Love

Arthur had seen him from the back and had thought he was a girl – his hairstyle was rather effeminate. He had fallen in love with the way he held himself, the way he walked and, when he turned round, he realised he was quite beautiful. But… The beard had taken everything away from him – he was a man and not a girl as he had thought.

Confused, Arthur had turned to leave and that was when he learned the man's name as someone rushed by, calling on him. Francis was his name. And the name and the face stuck in his head…

Fantasy

Arthur's staff went flying as he hit the ground. He grunted as his head hit the ground and he glared up at the men who had pushed him over. He held his hand out, preparing a spell when a sword was suddenly under his chin.

"Arrêtez-le!" called a voice. Suddenly, in Arthur's view came the form of the hidden princess he had seen on the way into the town. His eyes widened as he watched her push the sword away and stand protectively over him.

Horror

Arthur watched in horror as Alfred was pulled into the air with an invisible hand. Alfred struggled but it was no use – there was a loud snap and Alfred stopped moving.

"No!" screamed Arthur, not caring if he attracted the attention of the ghost.

"Non, Arthur!" exclaimed Francis, grabbing his arm and pulling him out of the room. Arthur struggled a little before letting Francis guide him through the dark house.

Adventure

There was a loud clicking noise and both Arthur and Francis froze in the middle of their argument, glancing round at Howard who had also frozen. There was a whipping noise and suddenly Howard wasn't frozen any more – nor was he alive, as parts of him went flying.

Arthur gasped and hurried recklessly forward before freezing himself as another click echoed around the quiet room. A distant rumbling started to get louder. Arthur's eyes widened and he turned, rushing towards Francis, grabbing his arm and pulled him away.

UST（Unresolved Sexual Tension）

Arthur watched the woman attempt to sneak out of the apartment. He glared at her and she seemed to sense it, glancing round. She grimaced and shrugged before hurrying away. Shortly after, Francis emerged from his room, still naked. Arthur blushed and averted his gaze.

"I thought I told you before," said Arthur in a growl. "Stop bringing woman after woman here."

"Quoi?" said Francis. "Mais, Arthur. I was 'orny. What else am I supposed to do?" Francis watched as Arthur's blush deepened.

Future

"Where ees Angleterre?" asked Francis, anxious to make fun of his brows to cheer himself up.

"Dude, didn't you here?" asked Alfred.

"Quoi?" said Francis, shocked and worried.

"Arthur-san is unfortunately not coming to the world meeting," said Kiku. "The UK is in the middle of political upheaval – Scotland is getting his independence."

Suspense

Arthur crawled further forward. "Are you sure it's this way?" he asked as he glanced at the previous turn off.

"Of course I am sure, cher!" exclaimed Francis through the earpiece. He glanced once again at the map on the screen. "Turn left on ze next junction-" he was saying when he heard a surprised grunt and the red dot disappeared from his screen. "Arthur?!" he exclaimed.

Death

Arthur gripped Francis' hand, staring at his face. "D-Don't worry," he said, trying to smile. "Everything will be fine. You'll be fine." He was mostly trying to convince himself.

Breathing heavily, Francis glanced up at him, smiling at him. "Désolé," he whispered, gasping for breath. "I am breaking our promise, cher…"

I hope everyone liked them. Sorry if I upset any of you... O.o