Finally! Part two~ Bet you thought I forgot about this, huh? Nope! Just concentrated on other things... But here it is!

Okay, NOTE: I'm putting this as complete, but I'm leaving it somewhat open-ended... Because I'm very much enchanted by this story and may or may not want to continue with it later. But! No promises. I may become busy and forget about it as well, especially with school coming up. But I hope you enjoy!

There was a loud whistling, as if a firework was about to explode in the distance, or, more accurately, a bomb was about to fall. Ivan's eyes widened as he spotted a human like form literally falling from the sky. The figure looked familiar... Ivan sputtered as he spotted the wings... those beautiful white wings... Angel! The butterfly angel! As the figure landed with a loud thump, crushing sunflowers beneath and causing Ivan to wince, it let loose a groan.

"Owie! That hurt, Iggy!"

"Call me Iggy one more time, and see what happens!" The disembodied voice startled Ivan as his gaze snapped from the figure back up to the sky.

"Come on!" The angel had his back to Ivan and planted his fists on his hips. "Are you mad because you can't trim your eyebrows?"

"Prat! You've gotten what you wanted, haven't you? You're in the human realm now!"

"I am?" The angel, still unaware of Ivan's presence, cast a glance around the sunflower field.

"Yes. Now bugger off so I can enjoy some peace and quiet!"

"Alright, Mr. Bushy-Brows, no need to be so cranky~!" Ivan was amused by this point. The angel was more devilish than he thought, purposefully riling up the other.

"Wanker!"

"Love you too, bro! See ya, Iggy!" The angel waved exuberantly, a bright smile on his face.

A tired sigh was released. "Just be careful."

The angel laughed again, "Aye, aye, Captain!"

There was no response, the other must have left. By now the blonde was twirling around the sunflowers, still having not noticed the other. Ivan, not wanting to somehow scare him away, silently watched him. A soft, genuine smile graced his features as the other danced merrily. Ivan couldn't help but let loose a small chuckle at the blonde's antics. He instantly regretted it as the other tensed and looked over to him with wide blue eyes. As Ivan's smile faded, the angel's smile bloomed.

"I found you!" Ivan was startled by the warm, excited smile the other was sporting, and even more startled when the other suddenly launched himself at Ivan tackling him to the ground. It was as if the sun had risen and was shining only on the field, between the two of them. Ivan could only pull in a surprised breath and stare in shock at the brightly smiling weight now perched on his chest.

"Are you happy now? Do you still have that flower? What's your name? You're a human, right? What are you doing out here?" The angel paused to pull in a breath and look to Ivan for answers.

Still slightly stunned by everything, Ivan replied, "I suppose. It died long ago. Ivan. Yes. Enjoying the sunflowers."

"Well, Howdy! My name's Alfred! I can't believe I found you! You've gotten pretty big since I last saw you, just like me! I didn't know humans grew like we did. But I like it!"

Ivan's head was starting to spin and his cheeks grew hot at the other's comment. He was not the only one to notice the other had grown. Alfred's wings had grown in size with his body, rising up and draping down his lithe form like twin cloth waterfalls, the faint blue stars had darkened slightly and grown in number, like freckles sometimes did. The other's hair had grown out only slightly, still keeping that rebellious cowlick. Another major difference was that his brilliant blue eyes were now framed by delicate silver trimmed glasses. Ivan then took to noticing the precious angel's clothing, or lack there off. His blush intensified as he realized that the blonde was only wearing a thin white cloth wrapped around his waist. It, thankfully, reached down past his knees, but still!

"You're really tall! Just like some of the princes I know." The other pouted and crossed his arms. "I don't like the princes. They always make fun of me 'cause I'm just a fairytale. That's why I wanna be a hero! I wanna be part of a myth, so I can be even better then those stupid princes!" Alfred shook a fist at the air.

"Alfred... I do not know what you are speaking of." Ivan interrupted as he subtly tried to shift the other one off so he could not-so-subtly cover him up.

"Oh yeah!" Alfred laughed. "That's right! Well, I'm a fairytale. Just what I am, but I wanna be a hero. I don't really know how to explain it... Just, well, where I come from there are all types of beings! Like my big bother Arthur is a warlock and an angel sometimes, depending on if he's took a job in a folk tale or an adventure! An my little brother Mattie's a Jumper! It's so cool! He can jump from one job to the next and no one ever notices! If I couldn't be a hero I'd wanna be a Jumper."

Ivan sighed at the other's enthusiasm. The most he had gotten out of that was that his angel was really called a fairytale and that he had two brothers. He decided not to dwell on it and ask a more pressing question.

"If you wish to be a hero, then why are you here?"

Alfred's face scrunched up in thought before he tumbled off of Ivan to the ground beside him. He then curled up in a ball and pressed his face into a surprised Ivan's side.

"They wouldn't let me." Came Alfred's muffled voice. "They wouldn't let me do anything."

"So you ran away like a petulant child?" Ivan questioned. Alfred sat up and glared.

"I ran away," Alfred spat, "for my freedom."

Ivan sat up as well and stared into trembling pools of blue. As if in a trance, his hand reached up and brushed away a stray strand of blonde. Alfred's look melted from angry to inquisitive as he took the hand into his own, breaking Ivan from his trance. Ivan blushed as Alfred began to play with his fingers. He should pull away, but he didn't and let the other fiddle without a word.

"My apologies." Ivan muttered.

"Mm? For what?" Alfred traced patterns on Ivan's palm, causing his skin to tingle and shivers to run down his spine.

"For upsetting you, solnyushka." Alfred looked up, stilled in his fiddling, warm hands still cupped around Ivan's.

"What's sol... sol-n... oohsh..." Alfred tripped over the word.

"Solnyushka?" Ivan supplied.

"Yeah, that one. What's that mean?" The blonde tilted his head in question, much like a puppy.

Ivan smiled softly. "It is a word for the sun."

Alfred laughed a bit, "Why were you saying sorry to the sun?"

The train of thought Alfred had threw Ivan for a loop for a moment. "I was not apologizing to the sun. I was apologizing to you, solnyushka."

Alfred threw up his hands in exasperation. "But I'm not the sun!"

It was Ivan's turn to laugh softly at the other. "Da, but you are bright like the sun, and just as warm." Ivan again brushed a hand through Alfred's silky blonde locks. The feel of the sunny man was mesmerizing to Ivan.

Alfred hummed contentedly, the sound almost coming out as a purr. "And you are a sweet talker."

Ivan blushed again, and flustered about. What was happening here? This moment was all of his dreams come true and he felt completely embarrassed and nervous. The blonde in front of him sent butterflies fluttering in his stomach and caused heat to rise to his cheeks with the simplest of movements or words. Alfred shifted, turning until he was sitting between Ivan's legs with his back to Ivan's chest. Ivan's cheeks flamed all the more at the contact as he did nothing to discourage the blonde. No words could escape his lips as Alfred hesitantly took one of Ivan's arms and wrapped it around himself. Taking the hint, Ivan shifted his other arm until it also wrapped around the blonde in a loose hug.

"I could've run away somewhere else. Somewhere where I wouldn't be stuck forever. But I chose here." Alfred whispered to the sun.

"Stuck forever?" Ivan echoed, arms unconsciously tightening around his angel.

"Forever." Alfred confirmed, his butterfly wings drooping with his mood. "I chose here, because I wanted to find you again."

The revelation sent pleasured shocks through Ivan's system, though they were bittersweet. "You made the choice of staying here, forever, because of me?"

"You betcha, big fella." Alfred turned again and gazed at Ivan with sparkling baby-blues, before suddenly pecking him on the cheek. "Just for you."

Ivan, though immensely confused and slightly dazed, with no knowledge of what would happen next, had never been happier in his life. Because, he was, in that exact moment, in love with a fairytale.

Song: "Fairytale" by Alexander Rybak

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Did you like it? Heehee~!

Gilly B.