It's not like I worry about you [Chapter Three]
As Alfred awoke in the hospital bed light flooded into his eyes; he squinted for a moment before letting his eyes adjust to it. He let his eyes scan the room as he tried to figure out where he was; he stopped once he felt something resting against his side.
He lifted his head slightly to peer down, "E-England…what is he doing here?" he thought to himself as he continued to glance down at Arthur whose head was placed inside of his arms as they rested on Alfred.
As Alfred looked closer, he noticed Arthur's tear stained face, his eyes were lightly closed; he had fallen asleep. Alfred softly placed the tips of his fingers on top of Arthur's head and ran them through the blonde locks.
Arthur slightly shifted his body before opening his eyes to see Alfred's cyan eyes peering into his emerald ones, "America! You're awake…I'm so glad…" Arthur smiled as he took Alfred's hand into his.
"W-Where are we…what happened?" Alfred asked as he tried to sit up before having a sharp cramp stop him in his tracks, "Ah!" he put a hand to his stomach as he doubled over in pain for a moment.
"America! Are you okay? Should I get the nurse? Or maybe the doctor? Or I could…" Alfred placed his hand on Arthur's shoulder, "It's alright…I probably just tried to move a little too quickly," Alfred said with a smile across his face. "Please don't be worried about me."
"How could I possibly do that?" Arthur looked intently into Alfred's eyes waiting for an answer. Alfred placed his head back against the pillow, "I-I don't know…but I can manage England…I mean…I am America after all," Alfred laughed softly before coughing slightly.
Arthur smiled a little at the American's humor which still remained intact despite everything that had happened. "Despite what you might of thought about me before we made up…I never…stopped caring about you," Arthur's face blushed as he looked away slightly embarrassed by his statement.
Alfred was taken aback for a moment, "England…I've never heard anything like that from you before…" Arthur looked back towards him, "Well it's…how I really feel…I…I know that is…" Arthur's stuttering is stopped with a kiss from Alfred.
Arthur's eyes grew wide as his heart sped up; it was as if someone had taken everything he had known to be normal and turned it upside down; he hadn't felt this way in such a long time.
When Alfred finally pulled away for air Arthur sat in complete silence before letting sound fall from his lips, "A-Alfred…" Arthur's face was red with a thick blush.
Alfred looked at him intensely, "What did you just say?" he asked, unsure if Arthur had made a mistake. "Alfred," Arthur said again, this time letting a smile form across his face. "Y-You haven't called me that since…" "Before the war?" Arthur replied.
Alfred found his cheeks becoming wet as drops fell against the cover on top of him, "I've missed us being like this…" "Here…I want to try…A-Arthur," Alfred said softly as his pulse immediately increased.
"That felt…" "Odd?" Arthur asked attempting to finish Alfred's sentence. "No…nice," Alfred replied as he lightly pulled Arthur closer to him. Arthur complied and moved his chair so that it was right next to Alfred's face.
Arthur slowly let his hand find its way to the nape of Alfred's neck; once there he let it move up and down rubbing against Alfred's warming flesh. He ran the tips of his fingers over the gentle curves and traced his jaw line and took a hold of Alfred's chin in between his fingers.
Alfred's cheeks were tinted a deep red by Arthur's straight-forwardness; Alfred tried to keep himself together but he slowly felt himself melting from Arthur's touch. "A-Arthur…I," Arthur silenced him by pressing his lips against Alfred's this time deepening the kiss by moving closer.
As they pulled away, they were both breathing hardly, their faces showed expressions of passion and desire for one another; they had finally realized that the old flame they once held for each other was starting to re-kindle itself.
"It's been so long since we've done anything like this…" Arthur said softly as he nipped at Alfred's neck. "I….know," Alfred said as he tried to keep himself from making any noise that would attract the attention of the hospital's staff.
"Arthur..." Alfred said in an airy voice. "Yes… Alfred?" Arthur asked as he continued to kiss Alfred. "Do you think…maybe we could?" Alfred looked away as he began to blush again. "You know…" Alfred smiled.
Arthur jumped a little when he realized what Alfred was getting at, "I…I understand what you're insinuating…but not yet…" Arthur said in a soft tone. "Don't you want to though?" Alfred asked as his eyes filled slightly with worry. "Yes… I'd love to…but not when you're in this condition Alfred…"Arthur said as he finished placing kisses against Alfred's soft skin.
Alfred looked down for a moment, slightly disappointed; Arthur lifted Alfred's chin and then placed his hand against his cheek, "I'll tell you what…as soon as you're well enough to come home we can try…alright?" Arthur said as he kissed Alfred on the lips one more time before having his time with Alfred interrupted by a nurse who said that visiting hours were ending.
Over the period of two weeks Arthur came to visit Alfred daily, each time bringing a different type of present, things like flowers or a balloon and on certain occasions Alfred's favorite drink; Cola.
Alfred and Arthur would spend the greater portion of the day talking about anything they could manage to get out before visiting hours were over. Each time Arthur had to leave he found himself with a heavy heart wondering if Alfred would really be okay until he returned to the hospital again.
Finally, on the last day of the week, the doctor came in to talk to both Alfred and Arthur about Alfred's condition, "Well when it comes to Alfred's health, it has improved since he arrived here two weeks ago. There are some more tests I'd like to run on him though. He is still sick but there is a small chance that we can help him recover slowly but…"
Alfred and Arthur looked at each other and then back at the doctor, "But what…?" Arthur asked in a stern but calm voice. "It will require surgery…" the doctor replied. "Is that it? I'd be willing to do it," Alfred said.
"The thing about the surgery is that it has only been performed a minimum of five times and only three of the five patients survived… it was too much for their bodies to handle," the doctor said.
"O-Oh…well what else have I got to lose?" Alfred asked as he looked at the doctor. Arthur put his hand on Alfred's shoulder, "Alfred…what if it doesn't work?" Alfred looked at Arthur, "It's a chance I have to take…what if it ends up working? Imagine all the things we could do if I become healthy again; go outside, walk around… wouldn't that be nice?" Alfred asked as he smiled at Arthur.
"Yes…but I just don't want…anything to happen to you," Arthur said as he looked to the side of him. "We won't know unless we try…please Arthur?" Alfred looked at Arthur.
The doctor looked at both of them, "Here…what if I put your name on the list and give you two some time to talk over it before coming to a decision?" the doctor wrote on a piece of paper held down by his clip board.
"I'll also write you a prescription for some medicine I think will benefit you by reducing some of your symptoms," the doctor wrote down the name of the medication and signed his name at the bottom right-hand corner before handing it to Alfred.
"Well now that we've finished there's something else I've been meaning to tell you," the doctor said. "W-What is it?" Arthur asked, slightly nervous about what the doctor was about to say.
"Alfred's vitals seem to be normal and he's been looking a lot better, so he can check out of the hospital today," the doctor said with a light smile on his face. Alfred and Arthur looked at each other before smiling and embracing each other in a hug.
"That's great! Now we can go for walks and to the city and maybe we can…" Alfred started before he was stopped by the doctor.
"Now Alfred, I understand you're feeling a little better, but until we're sure what's going on I want you to take it easy. You can still go out but I want you to try to stay in the state you're in now so that you don't revert back to the way you were two weeks ago," the doctor said.
"Y-Yes, I understand completely…thank you so much," Alfred smiled as he went to change into his clothes that Arthur had brought for him in a paper bag a couple of days ago.
The doctor turned to Arthur and spoke, "Now can I trust that you will make sure he doesn't put any stress on his body?" the doctor turned his head slightly. "Indefinitely!" Arthur said. "Umm…doctor…there is one thing I wanted to know…" Arthur said as he put his head down.
"Yes?" the doctor replied. "W-Well you said…n-no stress on the body…does that include…umm…intimacy?" Arthur rubbed the back of his head with his hand as he blushed.
"Oh? Well I guess that could be looked past…as long as you two are careful," the doctor said. "Do you have anymore questions," the doctor asked as he went to stand up. "N-No, that's it," Arthur said quietly. "Alright, then have a nice day and don't forget to discuss the surgery with one another when you have the time," the doctor said as he closed the door behind him.
Minutes later, Alfred came out of the bathroom with a thick red sweater, some pants and shoes on, "Alright. I'm ready to leave! Let's go…Arthur," Alfred smiled as he opened the door and then followed Arthur out to the car, got in and made his way back home, back to their home.
Okay, part three! I'm making great progress on this story...literally this is like the fastest I've ever written three parts of a story (Probably because of Spring Break ^_^ Since it's over I'll probably slow down again) I hope everyone likes this one as much as the last two, there's still another chapter coming...I thought this would have been a shorter story but...I guess not. Oh well ^_^ Enjoy and of course please rate! Thank you.
