Authors Note: This story is based off some RP that I've been doing with a friend of mine on Kik. So not all the credit is mine. Also my first fanfiction that I've finally gotten up the courage to write to write so please be gentle. There will be times of ooc but I try so I hope you enjoy and please don't be too rough with the flames. Thanks. \(^u^)

WARNING: There is some character death and other darker themes that will be in this fanfic so if you don't like you know where the back button is. You have been warned. Also There will be yoai in later chapters as well.

Prologue Part 1

*normal POV*

"Bonjour Angleterre!" Francis exclaimed as he walked into the office where a certain Brit sat at his desk. Pouring over his paperwork.

"What do you want frog?"

"I just wanted to know if you would go out for a drink with me."

"Why would you want to do something with me?"

Francis just shrugs and smiles. "I couldn't get a hold of Gil or Toni so I thought that you could probably use a break."

Arthur blushes a little but sighs and gets up. "Fine! But you're paying."

"Of course mon ami. As my guest I wouldn't have it any other way."

Arthur blushed a little and laughed. "Says the one who just a couple decades ago tried to force marriage on me cause they were to broke to do anything."

Francis turned quickly and walked out. "Come on mon ami. Lets go."

For a second Arthur thought that something was wrong with him and stopped to look at Francis.

Francis smiled his usual smile. "Quoi? Like what you see?"

Arthur blushed. "Keep dreaming you frog." he shook. And to think I was worried him, he thought.

"And don't worry. If you get to drunk you can stay at my house."

"You wish."

"HonHonHon, come on Angleterre." he put his arm on his shoulder. "You know you want to."

Arthur pushed him away. "No! If I get drunk you are to take me home and NOT stay the night!"

"Come on seriously-"

"Since when have you ever been serious?"

"Seriously...I'll even leave the bed to you and take the couch. Oui?"

Arthur sighed in defeat. "Fine."

'There it was again', He thought, 'Some things off with him…'

"Angleterre...you look, so stressed. Have things been okay with things been going okay with your country?"

"Yes Francis, my country is fine!" Arthur snapped.

"Oui, oui, okay. Ah! Here we are!" Francis said as he held open for a decent looking bar. "After you mon cheri."

Arthur went in and took a seat at of the booths. Shortly after Francis came in and took a seat across from, flagging over a waitress as he did.

"Welcome! What can I get you?"

"I'll take some wine please...but something more on the strong side." Not quite his usual flirty self.
"Whiskey for me please." He said, giving her a polite smile.

"Okay, your drinks will be along shortly." She says with a smile as she goes to place their orders.

As she went off Arthur sighed. "What's the real reason you asked me out for a drink Francis?"

Francis lays his head on the table. "No reason Angleterre. I just didn't want to come alone is all."

Arthur nods. "I can understand that."

"So have things been going well with your country? Truthfully..."

"Yeah... actually right now things couldn't be going any better than they are."

"That's good." Lets out a sigh as the waitress comes back with their drinks.

"Here you guys go."

Arthur takes his drink and takes a sip.

Francis turns to the waitress. "Mademoiselle, could you please leave the bottle here please?"

"Sure. Let me know if I can get you guys anything else." Goes off

to take care of the other customers.

Francis takes a sip of his wine. "Mmm...nothing better than good wine..." smiles softly to himself. Feels a sudden pain in his chest and lets out a silent gasp.

"Francis are you okay?"

"O-oui...I need to go make a phone call. I'll be right back." With that he got up and made up his way to the bathroom. Stumbling into a stall once he reached it.

*Francis' POV*

Dropping to my knees I clutched my chest and gasped for

breath as I pulled my cell phone and dialing my bosses number. He picked up immediately.

"Francis! Where are you?! You should not be out and and about in your condition!"

"I...I'm just taking an hour…to have a drink with a friend...anyway what's happened? I can feel something big has happened."

"The Palace has been raided…...by people looking to sell what they can..."

"The palace of Versailles?"

"Yes...Francis...you need to somehow make some alliances or something...if you don't then it's going to be happen all over again...you could die…"

"Oui…I know...but I already told you that I don't want to be in debt to anyone else...we'll get through this...besides...the one that I could probably go to for help...nevermind..."

"Francis! Come on-"

"I've got to go..."

I snapped the phone shut and put it back in my pocket, taking a couple deep breaths as I felt the pain finally go away. Besides the one that I would go to for help, could care less about me…

Getting up I went to the sink and washed my hands made my way back out to the table. That's right, my country, France...is in shambles...and the economy is crashing quickly...and me, Francis Bonnefey is at a very high risk for death, seeing as we personifications reflect how our country is doing. Ironic isn't it?

"Hey Frog! What took you so long?" A now drunken Arthur slurred as I sat down.

"I told you I had to make a phone call oui?"

"You okay?"

I smiled while on the inside I longed to tell him. But I knew he would only laugh at my weakness and blame it on to much wine or one too many woman… "Oui, mon ami...I am." If only you knew…

To be Continued in part two!

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