Arthur's dark aura returned shortly after.
He sneered bitterly, his menacing tone rising again. "So basically…it's my fault. I'm the one who's driven you to, not only flirt, but even marry that Spanish bastard? Well this certainly clears up things, does it not? And of course it's only hard on you. I mean, it's not like I have feelings…do you want me to show you that I do in fact have feelings? Because I would gladly show you…"
Abruptly the man turned on his heel, leaving Matthew to be dumbstruck and staring as he stormed over to where Kiku and Antonio lay in hiding. His heart instantly began to pound, as he tried desperately to rack his brain, trying to figure out what he was planning.
"What are you doing? Arthur! Stay away from those two! Hey! Leave them out of this! I know you have feelings; I've always known that! You just lost them for a while, that's all!" the Canadian cried out, hoping for a halt in his step.
To his great dismay, he again continued to ignore his pleads and marched over to them, glaring viciously at both of them before shoving Antonio out of the way, this time. "You…"
The Spanish man glared at his forceful movement. "Hey!" he glared.
Kiku back up a bit, swallowing a bit as he tried to avoid looking the Brit in the eye. He murmured something in his native tongue before being grabbed roughly.
"Kiku! Arthur, I'm warning you, leave him alone!" Matthew threatened, but it was empty all the same.
Again, no response was given to the Canadian. His eyes narrowed as he clenched the collar of the Asian man's collar tighter. "And where do you think you are going?"
Kiku struggled to find words, but finally spit them out in a stuttering manner. "I-I was j-just leaving…this is o-obviously a p-private manner…and I'm j-just the minister…"
It was then that a bone chilling laugh rung out. Arthur seemed a little too amused with the response, and let go of his collar. Kiku fell back a bit, as the Brit towered over him. "Indeed you are…which is why I do believe I have some business with you…"
Any traces of amusement faded then, as he spat angrily, "You agreed on marrying them!"
"Arthur! Please, don't do this! We asked him, he was just doing his job!" So perhaps that was a lie, but Matthew was willing to let a few little lies slip to save him.
The Englishman sneered at him. "Just doing his job?" he scoffed, before turning to Antonio, who by this point if looks could kill, Arthur would've been long dead. "You just wait…once I'm through with him, you're next."
Arthur then looked away from him, and pressed his foot down hard on the Asian man's chest, putting a painstaking amount of weight on it, causing Kiku to cry out a bit. He began to try and scoot away, but Arthur only pressed more, keeping him in place. "You aren't going anywhere…"
Matthew was panicking now, unlike Antonio who's face no one could read. "Kiku…! Arthur, leave him be…!"
He clenched his fists. "Don't you harm him anymore! I mean it!"
A quick glance between the Japanese man and the Canadian. "Harm him? I don't plan on merely harming him."
The Canadian worked up a glare. "You know what I mean…lay off!"
The Asian muttered nervously. "P-please don't hurt m-me…Arthur-san…"
The Brit gaze Matthew an icy sneer before shifting his eyes back down to the Japanese man. "Don't hurt you? Exactly why should I not?"
He moved his foot from his chest and instead of drawing back; he stepped on his hand, and smirked a bit as Kiku cried out. "I-I understand that you're angry…Arthur-san…!"
Arthur raised an eyebrow. "Angry? No, long over that, Kiku. Furious? Quite."
The older blond went to inflict another injury when Antonio mumbled something. "Enough is enough…"
Matthew turned to him quickly. "Antonio…?"
To his surprise, Antonio leaped out, taking Arthur to the ground in a mere few seconds. The Brit let out a cry of surprise, totally being unprepared for the abrupt action. Kiku let out a soft gasp, and Matthew let out a breath he didn't know he'd taken in as the two men collided to the floor.
While they were distracted, the younger blond hurried over to the black-haired man, and helped him sit up. "You alright, Kiku?"
"I-I'm fine Matt-Kun…just a bit shaken…" he looked to Antonio. "But Antonio…"
"Get off of me!" Arthur roared, fighting as the Spanish man pinned him down by the wrists.
"No! You need to listen for just one second!" the brunette hissed, clenching his wrists tighter as he struggled.
"I have no need to listen to you!" he snarled, but even with his fighting Antonio's grip didn't loosen.
It was then that his voice dropped a bit, dripping in the same sense that Arthur's had. "You need to listen before you do something I'll make you regret…"
Despite his anger, the Brit halted in his struggles, realizing it futile to continue on. He glared poisonously at him, as if waiting for the instant that he let go so he could counter him. Antonio loosened his grip ever so lightly, while still holding firm, and said, "Look…do what you want with me…but leave these two alone…"
It was then that the Englishman went quiet for a long moment, as if thinking over his words and pondering his options before a malicious grin spread across his face. "So, you will let me tear your heart out, if I don't touch Kiku or Matthew? You know…I could live with that…"
He then hurled himself upwards, trying to over power him but Antonio regained focus and control, pressing him back down. "Actually, I would. In an instant, the only thing is, I doubt you'd be able to actually do it."
"Want to bet on that?" the older blond growled.
The brunette shook his head. "I know it for a fact, Arthur. You were always weak when it came to love."
The words clearly stung, as Arthur tried to hold a blank face, but it only contorted into a bit of pain. "What would you know? Just because everyone bloody loved you…"
Antonio's face softened a bit then. He let himself loosen his hold a bit, sensing Arthur's rage go down. "Well, I don't go crashing people's weddings and hurting them, do I?"
"If there had not been a wedding this would not have happened…" the Englishman grimaced.
Again, the Spanish man shook his head. "No, no, this only happened because you chose to make it happen. This could've all gone smoothly, but no. It didn't. If you had a problem with it, you could've talked it out with us instead of messing up the whole thing and causing this mess."
"I think I have made it quite obvious I have a problem with this!" Arthur's gaze was cold now. "Tell me why!"
His voice suddenly cracked a bit, and it rose as well. "Why…?"
The Brit bit his lip, his glare returning sharper than before. "Why is it the one time I find love, you steal it from me?"
Upon hearing those words, all Matthew could do, was sit and stare, his heart feeling heavier than it had before.
"Oh Arthur…"
Second Part; Third is the last. The plot thickens a bit, and Arthur returns to normal : )
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-IchigoMelon
