(A/N): I'm sorry that this one is really late and very short, but I hope it explains some of what happens next. My reply to the nice guest who left a review: Thank you very much! That's very nice of you. Haha, Peter's luck might be running a little low here.
Arthur practically sprinted into the other room. I cursed under my breath. Feliciano's group was in the vault room. Arthur's brother was in the vault room. Arthur was in the vault room. Along with the others, I hurried into the vault room to see Peter with a gun to his head.
"One more step," Lovino said, glaring at Arthur, "and I blow his brains out." I pulled Arthur and Ludwig close to me. Putting an arm around Arthur protectively, I glared at Lovino. I also pulled a gun out of my boxers. Although I thoroughly enjoyed my pat down from Arthur, no one would check a shifty bulge in a teenager's pants. I held my gun to Ludwig's head. "Let him go," I said, smiling at them, "and no-one gets hurt." I could see the hurt on everyone's faces, thinking that I was a double agent or something. However, fools in love will do dumber things than double agents.
I looked into Arthur's beautiful eyes as he relaxed under my arm, leaning on me. "Alfred, will it be okay?" I heard him whisper. I attempted to reassure him by gently squeezing his shoulder. "Kiss me," he whispered, looking slightly uncomfortable. Continuing to hold the gun to Ludwig's head, I pulled Arthur closer to me and gently kissed him. It felt like the world shot out in vibrant color. His lips were as soft as I'd always dreamt them to be. He looked gentle and innocent and everything that he wasn't. "Cameras," he whispered in my ear while pulling away, "Alfred, there are cameras in the castle."