Two blond men sat on the couch with two steaming cups of tea, both men were silent as they drank. Arthur was still nervous but the tea was helping to relax him and he eyed the now clothed stranger on the other end of the sofa. He was only wearing pajama bottoms, because everything else was too small on him and even this was a bit of a tight fit, Arthur stared from the corner of his eye and took note of the strang-Alfred's features. Wheat blond hair with a single strand sticking up, eyes as blue as the sky, tanned skin stretching across a toned chest and down chiseled a-No! Arthur turned his gaze away. What the hell am I doing eyeing a complete stranger?! One who's probably insane, saying he's the dog-wolf I had found, and why am I even allowing him to explain suck a ridiculous notion?! I should have kicked him right out!

But despite these thoughts, Arthur knew he couldn't just kick out an injured man, who just so happens to have the exact same injuries as the large dog-wolf that the Brit had treated.

Alfred watched the shorter blond go through several facial expressions in his musings and thought about how lucky he was to have this man find him and even treat his wounds, then again...if he really was lucky, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation at all. Alfred groaned, rubbing his now human hand over his temple, and then, "Hey."

Arthur was startled out of his thoughts and abruptly turned to the blond next to him.

"Ah! Y-yes?"

Now that he had the shorter man's attention, Alfred began, "First of all, thanks again for..you know, patching me up and all. I usually heal pretty fast but things got nasty real quick."

Curiosity piqued, Arthur asked, "What exactly happened anyway? And what's a wolf, if I'm choosing to believe you, doing so near the town?"

"Well I live deeper in the forest but I got into a fight with a Faerie and-"

"What the hell were you doing fighting a Faerie?!"

Alfred blinked, "-what?" but Arthur continued.

"Well no wonder you look like shite! Messing around with Faeries never ends well for anyone and looking at you now, you must have done a great job of pissing it off!"

Alfred's brows furrowed in confusion, "Wait. So you believe me? You know about Faeries?"

"Yes, of course I do." Crossing his arms as he spoke, "I happen to be friends with a few of them."

"Oh this is great! You believe!" Alfred was grinning in relief, "Now I don't have to explain about the whole hidden society of magical beings!"

Arthur processed this new information, "Secret socie-What?" the put on a defiant scowl,

"Just because I believe in Faeries and magic, does not mean I believe you to be a were-wolf! If you are, then change back into one now and prove it!"

"I can't."

"What do you mean you can't? You said you were a were-wolf so-"

"I never said I was a were-wolf. Those are different. For your information, I am a Dire Wolf."

"A what? What's the difference?" Arthur sat staring in confusion as Alfred tries to explain,

"Dire wolves are an ancient breed of wolves, we're faster, bigger, stronger and we have this extra sense that connects us with other members of our pack. There is nothing part human about us, unlike a were-wolf, and the only reason I'm like this now is because of that damn Faerie!"

Alfred stood from the sofa and began pacing as he recounted to Arthur what happened,

"I was just minding my own business, going on a hunt when this Faerie chick stepped out of the trees and started saying things like 'You will pay for what you've done-revenge-blah-blah-blah' I wasn't really paying attention-"

"Maybe that's what pissed her off." Arthur mumbled though the taller blond didn't notice.

"She had huge knives! And they were damn sharp! We fought hard enough to scare away the animals then next thing I know, she hit me with a spell. I must've blacked out for a sec but I certainly felt her knives slashing through my fur. I managed to take a bite out of her, enough for her to go down and not follow me as I ran. Not my best moment. Dire wolves have great pride and we don't like having to run from anything."

Arthur was silent as he listened to Alfred talk about his ordeal, he could catch a glimpse of frustrated shame on the other's face as he talked about having to run and felt a small bit of sympathy for the tall blond. Alfred stopped pacing and took a steadying breath and continued,

"Yeah, so I ran, I had to. I guess I passed out from the blood loss, because next thing I knew, I was waking up here covered in bandages."

Arthur looked at him with a curious thought, "Were you the one who screamed a while ago?"

Alfred coughed, "Uh, yeah. Sorry. When I woke up I felt weird. When I looked down, my fur was gone, my paws were different, I panicked and ran out and found a mirror. Freaked out a bit."

Arthur smirked, "A bit? It sounded like a girl."

The taller blond pouted, which Arthur vaguely thought was sort of cute, "Well wouldn't you freak out if you woke up looking different from what you are? I'm human! I've never been human before! It's not suppose to happen! Damn Faerie magic!"

"Point taken. What did it feel like?"

Alfred blinked at the Brit now sitting more casually on the sofa, "What do you mean?"

"I meant, what did her magic feel like? Was it soft and glowing or harsher?" Arthur wondered what kind of Faerie had the magic to do this, usually the fae merely play small pranks, but never anything this big.

The tall blond replied, his face unreadable, "It was heavy, it felt like one of her knives being skewered into my body."

Arthur sighed, "A dark Faerie. You said that she mentioned something about revenge, so now she's cursed you to live as a human. What are planning to do now?" The brit looked up at the blue eyed blond, who seemed a little lost and confused at the moment, it made a small tug on the Brit's heart.

"Well," Arthur stood up from his spot on the sofa, stretching as he did so, "for now you need some rest. So Sit back down before your wounds open up again." He then ushered Alfred back onto the couch, once seated, Arthur coughed, "I suppose..you can..stay. At least until we've got this figured out. And it would be safer for you as well-AH!"

Arms had wrapped themselves around Arthur and he was pulled flush against the other's bare chest causing his cheeks to flush.

"You'e the best! I have no idea how to thank you! Can't believe you're letting me stay! This is awesome! We're gonna be good friends!" Alfred pulled back from the hug, holding Arthur by the shoulders.

"Ah, yes. It's no trouble at all." replied the still dazed Brit.

Alfred grinned widely, then a thought occurred to him, "Hey!"

Arthur blinked, "What?"

"You haven't told me your name yet!"

"Oh!" Arthur stepped back from Alfred's hold, adjusted his robe then extended his hand out to the taller man with a small smile, "Arthur Kirkland, pleasure to meet you."

Alfred grinned and grasped Arthur's hand in his "Nice to meet ya Artie!"

The brit's smile fell away in an instant was replaced with a scowl, "It's Arthur. Not Artie. Now sit back down the sofa, you're still injured and I will not have you bleeding all over my furniture."

Their hands fell away and Alfred chuckled, "Alright, alright. Whatever you say doc." then sat down on the sofa, releasing an exhausted groan.

Arthur re-checked Alfred's wounds and re-dressed any bandages that have come loose. While Arthur worked on the bandages, Alfred watched the shorter blond with the avid curiosity of a wild animal encountering new.

"Hey Arthur." The blue eyed man called. Arthur looked up from his position near Alfred's shoulder where he was cleaning up spots of blood.

"Yes? What is it? Does it hurt?" Their eyes locked and for a moment, Alfred forgot to speak because, Damn! Suddenly all he could see was green! They looked rich and dark, deep like the forest of home. About a second passed by before Alfred regained himself enough to cough out,

"Uh, do you have anything to eat?" He smiled sheepishly, "I didn't really get to finish my hunt."

Arthur, who also got a bit caught up in those bright blue eyes, stuttered out, "O-oh! Right! Your hungry!" then briefly stood and headed towards the kitchen, "With all the excitement, I nearly forgot about dinner. I hope you don't mind leftovers, it's roast beef."

Alfred replied, "As long as it's food! And I love beef! Though i've never had one roasted before." He heard some rummaging in the kitchen and Arthur calling out, "I'll cook you a proper meal tomorrow, for now this will have to do."

A few minutes later, Arthur was setting the plates down on the coffee table. Usually he'd eat in the dining room just a few feet away, but he didn't want Alfred to get up and ruin the bandages again nor did he want to leave him to eat by himself, that would be just rude. He had also taken the time to change into his pajamas, no need for two of them to be partially nude.

Arthur handed Alfred his plate and was just about to give him a spoon and fork when he turned to see him scarfing down his dinner in huge bites.

"Oy! Stop that! Slow down before you bloody choke on something!" He tried grabbing the plate but then Alfred growled. Arthur retreated his hand and felt a tingle up his spine upon seeing the elongated canines protruding from Alfred's mouth. His eyes were also dilated and looked darker, and those eyes were now trained on Arthur.

"A-Alfred?" The brit visibly swallowed. Then, a blink later, Alfred's eyes were back to normal and he blushed a bit, looking quite sheepish.

"Heh, sorry 'bout that Artie. Instincts you know? But really, you should know better than to try and take away another's meal." He quirked an eyebrow at the Brit accompanied with a small smirk.

Arthur flushed, embarrassed at having almost forgotten that his guest was not entirely human.

"Right, sorry. I forgot. But still, your human now, so you should at least learn to eat like one. And don't call me 'Artie', it's Arthur you git!"

"Right, right... do you have anymore of this roast beef?" Alfred asked, completely ignoring the Brit's complaint.

Arthur scowled a bit but perked up at the request for more food. "You want..more? Did you like it?"

"I've never really had human food before, but I definitely like it better than anything i've had so far!" Alfred grinned, holding out his plate for seconds.

"Oh, uh...thank you. I'm glad you like it." Arthur felt slightly pleased at the compliment, "You can have some of mine."

"But that's yours. Aren't you hungry?" asked Alfred as he watched Arthur slide half of his dinner onto the other's plate.

"I'm quite alright, I don't usually eat any more than this actually."

"If your sure. More for me!" And the former wolf began scarfing down his second dinner.

"Idiot! I told to eat properly! You're getting food bits all over your face! Here! Use this to eat, i'm going to get something to wipe up this mess."

Arthur stood and went back into the kitchen, leaving Alfred trying to puzzle out the metallic sticks he gave him. Eat with this? How the heck do you even use this? Arthur came back to a puzzled looking Alfred and let out a short laugh at the ridiculous sight. Alfred looked up then made a pout, which Arthur was fastly attributing to the word 'cute', "Dude! How the heck do these things work?"

Arthur came to sit next to him on the sofa then took away the spoon and fork and proceeded to brush off the crumbs stuck to the other's face.

"I suppose I'll have to teach you a few things about being human." said the shorter blond with a small smile.

It was barely a smile, but it was there and Alfred caught how it made the Brit's face look softer, gentler, making his eyes shine a bit brighter.

"But that'll have to wait until tomorrow, it's getting late and you need to rest." Arthur stood up, empty plate on hand and proceeded to clean up and get the other a pillow and blankets.

Alfred thought, for the first time that night, maybe being human wouldn't be so bad.

A/N:

So! This is the first time I have attempted to write a fanfic for USUK. I had one of Jelsa a while back but I accidentally deleted it (which was a blessing coz it was total crap when I think about it.) And a heads up for the future appearances of other characters and side pairings!

Also, I totally believe in Faeries. No joke. I live in the Philippines and weird shit happens here often enough to make me believe. I will probably update weekly, hopefully, coz I really need to get this story out. SO. Enjoy and leave some reviews!