Nya my loyal reviewers! The Bones episode was sooooo good! Omgosh! Booth and Bones were SOOOOO gonna kiss, but then their friends had to interupt them! Grash I'm so upset! lol
Anyways... Thankies to Blake again for letting me know Russia's B-day! December 30 though! Poor Ivan, not even a summer b-day! (I dont have one either.... Nov. 22nd)
Oh! Today I cosplayed as Alfred! I posted the pics on my DA! The link is up on my profile! Please comment there! I love comments! I shall be going as him for Hetalia Day on Oct. 24th (Next Saturday! *squee*)
Moving on to the chappy!
Summary- As Alfred hits rock bottom in the Russian prison camp, he meets a young man named Arthur from the other side of the fence. The two begin to form a strong friendship, but it's not just a fence tearing them apart.... USXUK, RussiaXUS, and other pair.
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Chapter Three- Morning After
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"Uhh.....Alfred?"
Alfred jerked awake when he felt a hand land softly on his shoulder. His eyes shot open and he turned around quickly, smacking somebodys arm. He let out a hiss when he felt the pain from the whip marks sear across his back.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!"
Alfred stared through hazed eyes for a few seconds before his vision returned. It was not Ivan that stood in front of him as he thought, but a young man that looked his age.1 The boy had shoulder-length brown hair and chestnut-colored eyes. His face seemed soft, but Alfred also noticed slightly dark circles under his eyes, as if he took on a lot of weight upon his shoulders.
"Umm...My name is Toris Lorinaitis." The man stated, looking down at his hand which was now sporting a red mark.
"Shit! I'm sorry Toris!" Alfred looked guiltedly at the mans hand.
Toris looked back at Alfred, "Its fine. Nothing compared to..." Toris trailed off. Alfred noticed the man glanced over to the bathroom door. "Anyways. I came to help clean your...um, wounds, if thats all right with you?"
Alfred gave a small nod and turned around, lifting his tattered shirt up and off him. Toris pulled over a pail of hot water and dipped a small blue washcloth in it.
"This is going to sting." He then pressed the washcloth firmly on Alfreds back and slowly ran it down. Alfred cringed from the contact.
A few painful moments went by when Toris paused in his work.
"How is Raivis doing?" A hint of fear edged into his voice.
"You know Raivis!?" Alfred turned his head and looked at Toris with a suprised look.
"Yes. He is my cousin. I havent been able to see him cause of my work." Toris bit his lip.
"Your work...?" Alfred narrowed his eyes, "Let me guess, you aren't a caged pet, are you?"
"In a way, yes. But I'm not a prisoner, if thats what you mean. I am a nurse for the Russian soldiers."
"How come Raivis-"
"He was at the wrong place at the wrong time." Toris cut in. A look of sorrow settled on his face.
"He's fine. He just recovered from a cold. Thats why I-" Alfred shut his mouth quickly. But Toris looked shocked. He had guessed.
"You took his place!"
Alfred looked away, "Of course! Thats what any Hero would do!"
Alfred saw Toris get up and move in front of him. Toris looked greatly relieved.
"Thank you, Alfred." Toris gave the American a small hug, careful not to touch his back. Alfred smiled for the first time since he left Raivis.
"Ummm...by the way, what time is it?" Alfred asked, once Toris pulled away and began cleaning his wounds again.
"It's about nine-thirty am."
Alfred was slightly suprised. He really did become dead to the world.
"Is he gone?"
"Yes. He left the prison early this morning to go to retrieve some new 'pets' as you like to say." Toris gave a grim smile.
"All done?"
"Yes. Be careful not to get dirt in them." Toris picked up the bowl of water which was now dark red and the washcloth, and stood up. He went over to the sink and dumped the bowl.
"Well, guess I will be going then." Alfred stood up and started to leave.
"Wait."
Alfred looked back and found Toris holding out a clean blue shirt. Alfred looked down at his bare chest and chuckled.
"Whoops. I didn't even notice!" Alfred grabbed the shirt while grinning at the man, "Thanks man."
Alfred opened the bathroom door.
"Take care." Toris called as the door shut.
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"ALFRED!!!!!!!!!!"
A blur of red and gold flew at him and threw themself at him. He gasped when he was hugged in a death-like grip around the neck.
"Rai- Raivisss!" Alfred coughed and sputtered.
"Oh my god! So sorry Alfred!" Raivis let go immediately and stepped back.
"Are you okay!? I thought that bastard had killed you!" Raivis was bouncing on the balls of his feet. Alfred stared in amusement.
"I'm perfectly fine Raivis."
Raivis spun around and jabbed Alfred's back.
"Augh! Fuck Raivis! What the hell!?"
Raivis rolled his eyes then frowned at Alfred.
"Perfectly fine, huh?"
Alfred gave a sheepish grin. He then looked over Raivis, checking to see if he was okay.
"He didn't come here, did he?"
Raivis dropped his frown and turned around to their cell wall.
"Raivis!?" Alfred spun the small boy around. Raivis was panicking.
"I'm fine! He just came to give-" Raivis clapped a hand over his mouth.
"What!?" Alfred shook Raivis slightly.
"Nothing!" Raivis squeaked out.
"So help me, Raivis!" Alfred glared daggers at his friend.
"I wont say a word!" With that Raivis gave Alfred's leg a sharp kick and ran out of their cell.
"RAIVIS!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Alfred was gasping for air. Both hands were on his knees as he leaned over for the fifth time that morning. He had chased Raivis out into the prison yard with the small boy fairly ahead. He managed to catch up two times, but then Raivis would pull a freaky ballet move out of his ass and Alfred would fall behind.
"I GIVE UP! YOU HAPPY NOW, YOU FREAK!" Alfred screamed at the empty prison yard. Today was Monday and everyone else was in the factorys.
Alfred gave a huff and stamped his foot down. He turned around and started to walk back to the sleeping cell when he heard a faint sound.
"Alfred!"
Alfred gazed towards the fence and his heart skipped a beat. There stood the young man he had met the day before!
"ARTHUR!" Alfred bounded across the yard and came to a skidding halt just before the fence. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"I wasn't sure it was you." Arthur breathed out a sigh of relief.
"I'm so happy! I didn't expect you would come back."
Arthur gave Alfred a strange look.
"Of course I came back, you American git." Arthur blushed and looked down.
"You didn't tell, did you?" Alfred carefully rested his hands against the fence.
"Of course not. I dont break promises." Arthur sniffed and looked offended.
"Great!" Alfred glanced back at the yard. No Ivan yet. Thank god.
"So hows the battle with Russia going?" Alfred leaned forward. Hope etched on his face.
Arthur kicked a small pebble, "Well we are certainly giving them a run for their money. Its starting to get hard though to push them back though."
"Thats good. Hopefully this fucking war will end soon and I can get back to my country." Alfred smiled.
"What will you first do when you get back?" Arthur asked curiously.
"Eat a fucking huge Big Mac!" Alfred trilled out.
Arthur stared at Alfred with horror at first, then disgust.
"You serious? A hamburger?"
"Yea!" Alfred raised a eyebrow, "Whats wrong with that?"
Arthur face-palmed but then chuckled.
"Nothing. Its grand."
Alfred stared at Arthur who was smiling. He found he liked the Brit when he smiled. It seemed easy for him, and his smile sparkled.
"Al-Alfred? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Alfred snapped out of his daze and blushed.
"Like what!? Who would stare at you, bushy-brows!" Alfred turned around when he felt his blush deepen.
"Why you rude American!" Arthur huffed out in anger. Partial anger that is. Arthur was also blushing.
Alfred then heard the sirens go off. He froze.
"Whats that mean, Alfred?"
Alfred turned back around in terror.
"It means they are back with new prisoners." Alfred choked out.
He's back.
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YAY! OMG! Another chappy down! *runs around in a circle in joy* Okay...so I'm really sitting on my bed very tired since it is almost midnight. But the feelings there! lol
1- I totally guessed at Tori's age, THEN I checked it and found out he is the same age as Alfred! What a cowinky-dinks! XDD
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