A Normal day...
A soft tapping was heard from the hallway becoming lauder and lauder as it got closer to a door. Two guards in the hallway bowed there head in respect to the blond male.
Without warning the big blue and gold doors that where at the end of the hallway flew open and the figure inside the room laying in the bed turned around to face the other wall. "Alfred F. Jones, wake up or I'm going to frow you out of that window do you understand!?" There was a strange noise that resembled that of a dying animal that came from the other blond spread out on the bed and a soft " You don't have enough strength in ya old man"
After that statement there was a shuffling sound and then the nice, cozy and warm blankets where frown away of Alfred as he let escape a little whimper from his lips caused by the chilly air of autumn hitting his warm body. " My dear, don't you dare label me as an 'old man', git, because, I assure you that I may not have enough strength but that doesn't mean that the guards in the hallway don't. And please do tell me if the water of the pond beneath our balcony is warm, because I'm really curious to know if in the middle of autumn you can still bath and not catch a cold." After this statement blu eyes went wide open and and the body that was few seconds ago laying on the bed was in a sitting position.
"See that if you want you can wake up?" Blue eyes glared at Arthur and with a yawn said " Look Arthur I know that you love swimming but I assure you that being frown of a balcony and into a pound is not refreshing. And before you say something please thank your cousin Allistor and his drinking pal Matthias for my first swimming lesson in the pound this summer"
" I will, but now get dressed, we don't have a meting today but that doesn't mean we don't have work to do. I'll be waiting you in the main hall and if you're not there in less than ten minutes, I'll send you my cousin and his friend up." After saying that the Brit turned around and started to walk out the room. But before he could reach the handle of the door he was called.
"Artie, wait" the Brit turned around to face the blue eyed boy " I need to talk to you about something... emm...well... important." Green eyes narrowed in suspicion "Please do not tell me that you forgot to count the tax amount..." " No, no, that's not it, it's a little bit more private so...like...if you could can we talk after dinner? I'll be waiting in our room... Please?" Green eyes narrowed even more than there was a minute of silence that was broken by a soft "of course luv" and without waiting for an answer Arthur walked back from the hallway witch, some minutes ago, he came.
The day seemed to pass as normal as ever: count the amount of taxes, complete the paperwork, have private meetings with some autocrats, recount the amount of taxes, skip lunch or, in Alfred case, run away from work to stuff your face... and so goes on the list.
So before anyone knew it, the day turned into night but that didn't stop everyone from doing there work well, almost everyone.
Alfred, after he had 'stuffed his face' because that was the verb that Arthur used to explain his eating habit, was walking with a tray of food especially, Arthur's favorite, and he had also cut a purple rose and had putted it on the tray. ( He wouldn't dare to cut the blue and black roses, he never understood why, but the Brit was pretty possessive about them. He still remembered when he did, man, that day was hell for him.)
He passed the two guards standing at the begging of the hallway and got to their room. He opened softly the doors, not like Arthur this morning, and he noticed that said man was still working on some sort of paper with the candle lighting his face.
The green eyed man was so immerse in his work that he didn't notice the tray of food being laid down next to him. Something soft and warm touched his shoulder and as he turned around, he was met by a pair of soft blue eyes.
Alfred smiled at him " Hey Artie I know that you like to work but I would prefer that you at least ate something. I know that you skipped breakfast, even if you woke up before me, and let's not count lunch. You should be happy about me not telling Yao but if this goes on, I will force you to eat. And don't worry I will have the approval of the doctor. And no, afternoon tea or tea in general is not classified as nutritional and caloric food."
With a sigh and a "don't call me Artie" the Brit put down the pen and turned around to the tray of food, he was pleasantly surprised to see what was in it. And before he could ask the question about why this kind of food, Alfred had already beaten him on time "Just felt like it don't ask. And after you done eating everything we'll have our talk okay?"
Green eyes flicked and narrowed remembering their talk this morning. He ate his dinner in a comfortable and slightly tense silent. Trying to figure out why Alfred would be so tense about a talk. After he had finished his supper, he took the purple rose and with auteur care put it in a vase near the window.
It was rarely that Alfred brought him roses, and when he did, he wanted to be forgiven about something or, he wanted to do something he knew was wrong.
So now they were in front of each other, Alfred sitting on the bed and Arthur on the chair.
And the British man understood as how Alfred started the sentence that this wasn't good. Because he never, never, started a sentence with his full name in it. " I have to tell you something Arthur Kirkland. So please listen okay?"
Hello, sorry if it took long and it is a short chapter. Still I hope you enjoyed it.
Oh and in this story Allistor = Scotland and I basicly made him Arthur cousin. And Matthias = Denmark because why not put him in the story.
