Wooo! Chapter three already! I want to thank everyone who reviewed, story-alerted, favorited, or even just read this story^^ Special thanks to SilverFalkin118 for giving me some awesome ideas. The she/he is the only reason I updated so quickly this time, so you should thank her/him. Now let's move on, shall we?
Iian woke up from his sleep in the middle of the night. He hadn't had a nightmare or anything, he just woke up somehow. His mouth felt incredibly dry, so he got up to drink some water. On the way back from the bathroom he passed Arthur's bedroom. He stood there, looking at the door for a while before opening it. He peaked through the opening and saw a small curled up form in the bed. It seemed like Arthur was fast asleep. He entered and softly closed the door behind him, trying not to make a sound. Once in the room, he walked over to the bed and sat down next to Arthur. He just looked at him for a while. Arthur looked so peaceful when he was asleep. Like an angel that had just descended from the heavens. He felt sad, knowing that Arthur had spent his complete childhood in loneliness, not knowing what it feels like to have a family. He wondered what had happened to him in all those years after he left. He tried to remember one of their days together in the orphanage.
Iain was sitting on a chair at the long dining table with his baby brother sleeping in his arms. He was just looking around him. The best word to describe the whole situation, was boring. The orphanage didn't have many toys, so if you didn't find a way to entertain yourself you'd just have to sit down and stare at things, like Iain was doing now. On the other side of the room he saw some kids playing, but he didn't feel like playing with them. Most kids in the orphanage were very mean. Not that he was scared of them, but he fought with them more than often so hey didn't want to play with him either. It had been about a year since they came to the orphanage, so he hoped it wouldn't take long before he could leave the place. Just as he was thinking about how cool it would be if they were adopted by someone very rich, Sheila came walking in. Sheila was one of the women who worked in the orphanage. She was nice most of the time, you just had to make sure you followed her rules.
"Iian!" She called. "Are you here?"
"Yeah I'm here!" He yelled as he waved his hand at her.
"Good." She smiled. "There are some people who want to talk to you."
"Why?" He asked curiously while looking at Arthur who was waking up now.
"Why do you think?" She grinned widely. "To adopt you of course!"
Iian's face lit up. "Really?" He exclaimed. "That's great!" He got up and started walking with Arthur still in his arms. "That's great, right Artie? If they adopt us, maybe we can go searching for Liam, Nullan and Gwyn!" He said to his little brother, who just yawned in response.
"Iain, wait. They only want to adopt you, dear."
Iain stopped and turned around to look at her. "What?"
"They only want to adopt you."
Iian looked at little Arthur and immediately walked back to the chair he was sitting. "I'm not leaving without Artie."
Sheila sighed. "That's fine, we can't force you. But at least listen to what they have to tell you."
"But if I'm not going with them anyway then why shou-"
"Iain." Her eyes narrowed. "Go talk to them. Now."
Iain swallowed before answering. "Yes, ma'am." He turned around and went to the room where people always met with the children they wanted to adopt, still holding on to Arthur. Once he came to the room he opened the door and walked in without knocking. He sat down in an armchair and sat Arthur on his lap. In front of him sat a middle-aged looking couple, smiling at him. The woman had blond hair that was tied up in a ponytail, and the man's hair was dark brown.
"Hello." The woman said kindly. "Ye must be Iain?"
Iain recognized her accent. She was clrearly Scottish. "Yes I am." He answered. "And this is Artie."
The woman smiled. "My name is Mairi Camshron, and this in my husband, Ewan Camshron." She looked at Arthur. "Are you taking care of him?"
"Yeah, he's my little brother, and I'm not leaving without him."
Mairi blinked. "Oh, that's a pity.." She looked a little disappointed. "We were hoping you could come with us, but we are both too busy to take care of children that young."
Ewan nodded. "Yes, indeed." He looked a little disappointed as well. Did these people really want Iain to live with them that badly?
"That's too bad." Iain shrugged. "Well, I should be going then." He got up and started walking away.
"Wait!" Ewan suddenly said. "I have an idea."
Iain stopped and turned around. "What is it?"
"What if you came with us, and by the time Arthur is about five or six, we will adopt him as well."
Iain looked at Arthur in his arms, and considered what Ewan had just said. He didn't want to stay in the orphanage, but he didn't want to leave Artie behind either. "But.. I can also just wait until there is someone who wants to adopt the both of us."
Mairi looked down. "But we really want you Iain, we have thought about this for a very long time. Besides, adopting two children at once is a huge change. The chance that someone will adopt the both of you is small."
"But.." Iain could feel the tears forming in his eyes. "But I don't want to leave Arthur alo-" before he could finish his sentence he was pulled into a hug by Mairi. She had knelt down next to him and wrapped her arms around him. He couldn't hug her back, because he was still holding Arthur. He closed his eyes and remembered the last time he had felt a hug like this. The day before Artie was born, the day before his mother died. That's when tears escaped his eyes. He desperately tried to keep them in. He was the eldest after all. He hadn't cried even once when their parents died, but now, with Mairi's arms around him, he realized just how much he missed his family.
Mairi wiped his tears away. "There's no need to cry, dear." She said with a comforting voice. "Ye don't have to come with us if ye don't want to."
"But-" Iain said between his sobs. "I do want to! But what about Arthur?"
Ewan kneeled down beside him. "Don't worry, we will come and get him in just a few years." He said with a comforting smile.
Iain was fighting with himself now. Family or Arthur? But if he went with them, then Arthur could come live with them in a few years. Then they could be together with a family.
"A-alright." Iain said while wiping his tears. "I'll come with you."
Mairi's and Ewan's faces lit up. They were almost jumping from happiness. Iain was standing there hugging his little brother. "Wait for me, Arthur. I promise I will come and get you. And when I do, I'm going to find the others as well and we'll be a family."
Unfortunately, the orphanage was planning to move to a different location. Even its name was going to be changed. Iain had searched and searched, but he couldn't find it. He thought that maybe all the children had been adopted, and that the orphanage didn't exist any longer. He kept himself satisfied with the idea that his youngest brother was living a happy life with some other family. When he turned eighteen and left home he started searching for his brothers. Somehow, he managed to find a way to track them all down. And now they were here, living together in the same house. Iain closed his eyes and smiled to himself. He had finally fulfilled his promise. He stroke his hand through Arthur's blonde locks before getting up. "However, we're not done yet. I'll have to find a way to make all those years up to ye." He smiled and got up from the bed. He left the room quietly and turned around to make his way back to his own room, but he stopped when he was met by Nullan standing across the hallway.
Nullan grinned at him. "I wonder if I even want to know what you were doing in ther-" Before he could finish his sentence he was cut off by the back of Iain's right hand colliding with his left cheek. He took a step back and covered his cheek with his hand. "I was just joking!"
Iain shot him a death glare. It was the kind of glare that would make you want to run and hide in a closet for the rest of your life. "One more 'joke' and you won't live to see daylight again." He said in a cold tone.
Nullan swallowed. "Y-yes, sir."
Just as Iain started to walk away to his own room, a door opened and Gwydion stuck his head out the door..
"What's going on so late at night? I'm trying to sleep here." He said rubbing one of his eyes. Gwydion was a light sleeper. A normal conversation was enough to wake him up.
"Nothing unusual. Just Nullan being an idiot again." Iain replied coldly.
"Hey, that's mean! Like you're so perfect!" Nullan exclaimed.
"Shhh!" Said Gwydion as he pressed his index finger to his lips. "You're going to wake the others u-"
A door flew open, and a certain angry Irishman entered the hallway. "Shut. The. Hell. Up." He said, looking extremely pissed off.
"Says the guy who is only making the matter worse." Gwydion said while rolling his eyes. "You should have known that you and Nullan will start some kind of useless fight now."
Nullan started laughing. "That's so true! You really do always start fights, Liam!"
"He said we, okay? We always fight, not just me!"
"But you're the one who always starts it."
"Because your idiotic face is always pissing me off!"
"Honestly, you are both just as annoying."
"Will you just stay out of it? Nullan and I are having a conversation here."
"My face looks idiotic? Have you ever even used a mirror before?"
"Can't you two just shut up already, so I can go back to sleep?"
"Tell Nullan that!"
"Why me? There was nothing going on before you just had to start a fight in the middle of the night."
"Nothing going on? Why do you think I came here in the first place?"
"Well, I don't know. Because you like to piss everyone off?"
"Hah! That should be my line!"
"No, honestly, you both are just as annoying."
"Like I said, Gwydion, Nullan and I are having a conversation here, so stop fucking joining in!"
"Can't you just shut up?"
"You shut up!"
"Well there already was a conversation going on before you came, so you're the one joining in here!"
Iain was just standing there, listening to probably the most useless fight ever, and he found it extremely annoying. "All of you should just-" They weren't listening to him. In fact, they probably didn't even hear him. His eyebrow twitched, and he took a deep breath. "ALL OF YE SHOULD JUST SHUT THEL HELL UP! IT'S NIGHT, FOR GOD'S SAKE!"
The three brothers silenced and just looked at Iain. Hey had experienced him screaming like that many times before, but it never stopped being scary as hell. Suddenly, the sound of an opening door filled the silence, and their long-lost little brother appeared.
"What's going on here?" He asked in a sleepy voice.
Liam, Nullan and Gwydion all turned to Iain and said in unison: "Iain, you woke Artie up."
After that, they all quickly retreated to their rooms, not wanting to see Iain explode.
And that was chapter three^^ Now, I shall proceed to clear some things up.
The brother's current ages:
Iain 23, Liam 21, Nullan 20, Gwydion 18, Arthur 16.
Their age when they entered the orphanage:
Iain 7, Liam 5, Nullan 4, Gwydion 2, Arthur one week or so (O_O)
As for their appearance, I once saw a picture on Zerochan of Enland's brothers, and somewhere in the comments it said who was who. I'm not sure if that was correct, but now I can't stop imagining N. Ireland with auburn hair, and Ireland strawberry blond-ish. This is the picture: www . zerochan . net / 227576 (just remove the spaces) So, in my idea they are standing like this: N. Ireland - Scotland –Ireland. I know most people like to think of the two Irelands as red heads, but yeah... I'm just used to them like this. *_* And for Wales... I'll search for a picture that looks like how I imagine him. Now, I hope you enjoyed my story, and please review! :D
