10/13/2012

So. Don't kill me. Part of the reason I am uploading so late is that I am lazy. And when I finally decide to get off my lazy arse, my internet stops working. Perfect, si? GAH I AM SO LAZY. STUPID LAZY ME. OK

Arthur Ciel Kirkland: Mhmmm and you are being mentioned again! thanks!

Swirlygirl123: Me too. Alfred is just so…. So Alfred! Thanks, I will :3

so here is a new chapter. I am trying to be more original due to very good constructive criticism. SO. Here it goes. Enjoy?

Alfred let out a breathy sigh, and grinned dumbly at the rich men and women surrounding him. Suddenly Francis stood up and gestured for the other men to follow him. Alfred stayed, listening to the murmur of people talking around him. He hated this part of the ship. The place was too quiet, and boring at that. Turning to the women, he put on another grin and said "I will be going up to the deck now. This place isn't really to my liking. See ya!" He ran towards the deck, desperate to get away from the oppressing room that was the dining hall. How could Artie stand being in such a place all the time. Stopping on the upper decks, he glanced at the stars.

His breath turned frosty white as his chest rose and fell slowly. His blue eyes searched the sky for something, anything. Alfred pulled out his worn, leather bound sketch book. He sat on one of the chairs placed on the deck for peoples luxury. His hands started to work, black lines being sketched around the paper. The black graphite pressed into his thumb and forefinger, as he concentrated. He didn't think about the image coming together with every slight movement of his hand. He thought of Arthur, of his home, of Feliciano. He thought of the many different people he had seen on the boat, with a wide range of nationalities. He thought of Feli's brother, whom he had met below decks. And the Spanish man, what was his name? Antonio. He thought of his brother, waiting for him in Wisconsin.

"That's beautiful" the whisper frightened the American, and he jumped. He hadn't noticed Arthur following him.

"O-oh hi Artie" Alfred looked at the image he had drawn. It was of Arthur, Feliciano, Lovino, Antonio, and even Matthew. He grinned and turned back to the Brit. "really?"

"Mmhm. I was wondering what was in this book of yours. I love art, and this is some of the best work I've seen" Arthur's green eyes sparkled luminously with enthusiasm. He had a small smile on his face, and Alfred's heart pounded at the sight. Why did he feel this way? He had seen lots of people smile, and not once had his heart felt so.

"Th- thanks…"

"No problem. Who are all these people?"

"Well," Alfred pointed to Feliciano, "This one is Feliciano. He is Italian, and he is always really happy," then he moved to the boys brother," His name is Lovino. He and Feli are like twins or somethin' ," next he pointed at Antonio, "He's Lovino's best friend. Antonio. He won't stop hanging onto Lovino." Lastly he pointed at his own brother, "This guy here is my brother Mattie. He lives in Wisconsin. Miss him a lot. He is a good guy."

"Ah I see." Arthur smiled, but it was short lived for his thoughts turned to Francis. He sighed in a frustrated way, leaning against the chair back. Alfred blinked, confused.

"Huh? What's wrong Artie?" Alfred frowned at his friend.

"Its just… when I get to America I'm going to be married to Francis. I really don't want to."

"Oh. Well. Do you love him? Even in the slightest?"

"No."

"Then just say no."

"Its not that easy. My family is losing money. Francis' family is very rich. By marrying him, our financial problems are solved."

Alfred frowned angrily. "Love is a reason someone should marry. Not for money. Break free Artie, I can help, if you'd like."

"How? How on e-" Arthur was cut off as Alfred pressed his lips to the Brits own. He grunted in surprise, eyes widening. Alfred pulled away.

"By taking you. As soon as we dock, you are coming with me. To Wisconsin. I love you already, and I just met you yesterday. Arthur, it was love at first sight."

Arthur sat in a shocked silence for a few minutes before whispering, "OK"

Authors note:

Cliffhanger. whoop. I know this sucks, and really for some reason I don't feel as if this is original enough. Hope you liked. Reviews are very much appreciated, criticism or otherwise! See ya!