A/N~ hey guys I'm actually in school right now hehe. At this moment I'm on Fanfiction (looking at my stats), YouTube (listening to Burning Night by Lily and Leia by Luka), and surfing deviantart for some cool art. Lol I'm probably going to get caught but oh well ;3 enjoy this next chapter! And at the end of ch 2 Arthur yells "Alfred" when it was supposed to be "Raivis" sorry.

"Raivis! Where are you?" Arthur was now between frantically looking for Alfred and looking back at the porthole to make sure no one saw they were missing. He looked over the side of the sub, gripping the chain with white knuckles. The water was pitch black beneath them, looking as if the water was replaced with tar.

"Raivis, are you in there?" At that moment, Arthur saw a bubble rise from the water, then another, then finally Alfred's head rose from the water. He was gasping for breath and what Arthur thought to be treading water. Drops of the sea were filling the air as Alfred splashed and kicked, trying to keep himself up. His glasses fell off his face and into the water, slowly dropping to the bottom of the dark ocean, getting further and further away.

"A-Arthur? I can't see!"

"Shh! They could catch us! Swim towards me! Quick!"

"I-I can't! I need hel-…" Alfred started to go back under the water, causing more bubbles to rise to the surface.

Before Arthur could think, he jumped in after Alfred. Sea salt filled his mouth and eyes, causing him to blink as many times as possible to stop the stinging. The sky was still dark; the only light that shown was the moon and stars above them. Wiping his hair out of his face, he reached for Alfred with his arms spread out, trying not to get hit by his flailing arms. He finally reached Alfred in the dark, cold sea, about 10 feet away from the submarine. Arthur grabbed Alfred by the waist, using all his strength to keep him above water.

"A-Arthur…?"

"It's okay Raivis just hang on to me." Arthur held Alfred over his shoulder as he breathed heavy on his neck, coughing and moaning. He swam towards the sub as fast and quiet as possible, without going under himself. They slowly made his way to the side of the vessel. Arthur held onto the side, still halfway in the water, and held Alfred with his remaining arm.

"Okay Raivis, I need you to hold on to this handle so I can pull you up." Arthur grabbed Alfred's had and wrapped his fingers around the handle on the side of the sub.

"Can you hang on by yourself Raivis?"

Arthur started to climb up the side of the sub to help Alfred up, but a shivering hand tugged him back down when he tried.

"Raivis what's wron-"

"Someone's up there. They heard us."

Arthur went back down into the freezing, dark water and listened. He heard a single mans footsteps pacing up and down on the deck right above their heads. From the water they were invisible, but slowly getting colder and colder from a soon arriving case of hypothermia.

"Is anyone out here?"

Arthur sank lower into the water, still holding Alfred close and keeping his head above water. He slowed down his breathing and tried to be as quiet as he could.

"A-A-Arthur….I'm f-f-freezing…."

"Don't w-worry he's almost g-g-gone." He heard the man's footsteps circle the front deck one last time, then go to the back of the deck, and finally down the porthole into the sub.

"Raivis, hold on to this handle until I pull you up okay?"

Alfred slowly nodded his head in reply; still light-headed from the amount of sea water he swallowed. Arthur lifted himself up onto the deck with quivering arms. Water dripped from his whole body, his soaking uniform stuck to his thin frame. He turned around to reach back into the water to get Alfred, whose lips and cheeks had turned blue. Slowly pulling him out of the water, he finally got his shivering body onto the deck. Arthur looked both ways, and put his arms under Alfred, carrying him close to his chest. Alfred let his arm drop to his side, while his other hand was gripping the collar of Arthur's uniform. When they reached the porthole Arthur slowly set Alfred down on the ground and put his ear on the ground to listen. He couldn't hear anyone below them.

"Okay Raivis, you need to go down the porthole as quietly as possible and wait for me down there. If anyone comes near you, quick hide. You got it?"

Once again Alfred slowly nodded his head, and tried to get on his feet. His uniform was stuck to his body and was dripping wet onto the deck. He slowly made his way to his feet, with help from Arthur.

"Ready?" Arthur twisted the wheel that popped the door to the porthole open, and lifted it silently. "Okay quick go inside into our bunker and I'll meet you there." Arthur whispered and helped Alfred down the ladder as much as he could. When he couldn't see him anymore, Arthur slowly made his way down the ladder and shut the porthole door above him. Once inside, he looked both ways in the dark hallways, no one was around. He tiptoed his way to his bunker and tried to stop as many drops of water from hitting the floor.

Feeling the walls as he made his way in the dark to his bunker, Arthur finally arrived and shut the bunker door behind him.

"Raivis are you in here?"

"I-I'm over here." The faint whisper came a couple feet away. In the dim light Arthur made out a figure curled up on the ground shivering.

"Raivis." Arthur made his way to him on the floor and crouched down next to him." "You need to get out of those soaking clothes or you'll never get warm."

"I-I don't have any dry clothes."

"Here, take off your shirt. You can borrow mine."

Alfred unbuttoned his uniform top, letting it flop to the floor and form a quick puddle on the ground.

"Um, y-you need dry pants too. Put your wet ones next to your shirt." Arthur couldn't hide the blush from his cheeks, but he knew nothing would be visible in the dim light. Once again he heard the flop of his wet pants on the ground. Arthur reached under his mattress for his spare clothes and handed them to Alfred.

"T-thank you." Alfred stood up and pulled the dry shirt over his neck. Arthur looked at his feet and noticed he had his own puddle forming around him. Alfred finished dressing and turned around to face Arthur.

"What are you going to wear? You're soaked too."

"Uh, I can just wear some boxers."

"Listen Arthur I'm really sor-" Right then Alfred gave a big cough that left him gasping for air.

"Raivis you need to lay down."

Alfred shifted his way to his mattress and lie down under his thin blanket, still shivering uncontrollably. Arthur quickly removed his dripping his dripping uniform and replaced it with just a pair of extra boxers. He hung up both his and Alfred's wet uniforms to dry the rest of the night, then made his way over to Alfred's mattress where he could hear his teeth chattering.

Arthur sat on Alfred's mattress next to his waist and looked down on him shaking under his blanket.

"Are you okay?"

"Y-y-yeah I'm f-fine." Alfred looked through his hair that covered his eyes and gazed at face. He was breathing heavy, his chest rising and falling as he crouched over Alfred. Alfred could feel the heat go into his cheeks as his eyes went down to meet Arthur's toned chest and abs, even though it was blurry without his glasses. Oh shit!

"A-Arthur. My glasses."

Arthur giggled. "You didn't think I forgot when I was saving you life, did you?" He bent down and retrieved the glasses that Alfred thought for sure would be at the bottom of the pacific.

"But-how did you get those?"

"I got them after I grabbed you." Arthur brushed Alfred's bangs out of his eyes with a gentle hand, stroking his hair to one side of his face, and placing his glasses over his eyes.

"Arthur, I'm sorry."

"For what? It's not your fault you fell over."

"No not that…"

Arthur got closer to Alfred and noticed he was still shivering. He got up and retrieved his blanket from his own bed and put it over Alfred, moving closer to Alfred's side. "Then what is it Raivis?"

"My names not Raivis."