Chapter 4
~Arthur's POV~
Arthur was walking as fast as he could. He looked around to find a familiar house or person. Arthur looked back at the house and noticed the door to his house opening. Arthur's eyes had widened and he ran as fast as he could to the nearest police station or a friend's house. He hoped for a police station because he doesn't want anyone he knows to gets involved into his situation. Once he turned back to see if anyone was after him, he saw Alfred running behind him. Then all of a sudden he was picked up and being carried bridal style. Then Arthur looked up and saw familiar sky blue eyes.
"What?" Arthur had said in surprise.
"Miss me?" Alfred had laughed.
"It's not funny you idiot, I thought you died… you bloody idiot!" Arthur burst into tears.
"Hey woah don't cry, I'm here aren't I?" Alfred said looking at Arthur.
Arthur didn't respond he just looked away from Alfred.
~Alfred's POV~
Alfred woke up then saw a pair of bright blue eyes with a pink swirls and a big bright psychotic smile. Alfred jumped a little and realized that he sitting on the floor with his hands bounded once again. He sighed and just stared into Artie's eyes lifelessly.
"Awe giving up so early now…" Artie smirked.
"Giving up is not what it is," Alfred force his words out.
"Hm~ it's expected for an Air Force guy… training must have been hard on you, so this type of torture isn't enough for you to feel pain,"
"How…" Alfred was cut off by a finger on his lip.
"Well... there was a Air Force jacket on the coat rack so I figured that it would be someone else besides Arthur… of course he won't be in the Military considering his scrawny body, besides yours is so nice... very built and strong… so perfect…" Artie had smirked wider that he could be Chestier cat.
"Sorry psycho I'm taking and I'm perfectly happy thank you,"
"Ah~ as so am I taking also, but I can't help to have a little fun to,"
"You're a sick bastard," Alfred spat out.
"Well you're a handsome fellow," Artie had smiled devilishly.
"Glad you think that," Alfred had spat at Artie's face.
"My you got no manners do you?"
"Sorry to disappoint you," Alfred smirked.
"You're a lucky one, considering I'm nicer than Al, or else he had would've killed you right here right now," Artie had put the blade close to Alfred's jaw, "so I would be quite if I were you," then Artie's face was getting close to Alfred's then Alfred had head bud Artie.
Artie had fallen back on his back causing him to drop his knife.
"OW!" Artie had yelled in pain then grabbed his throbbing head. Alfred had jumped up then grabbed the knife and cut himself free and ran up stairs. Then was stop at the top of the stairs to then Alfred had got punched in the face.
"You got a problem?" the figure said in full rage. Then the figure had grabbed Alfred collar, "you hurt him you mess with me you little shit,"
Alfred was looking at the figure that looked just like him, but he was tanner then Alfred was, chocolate brown hair, and had sun glasses on to cover his eyes. "Yeah same goes by me" Alfred smiled, then having his confused double looking at him, "you mess with my Arthur you mess with me," then Alfred had head budded Al and causing to let go and grab his head. Alfred fell down, but he quickly got back up when he heard Artie heading up stairs. Alfred had bolted to the door and didn't even look back once he made it outside he sighed in relief then looked up and saw Arthur running. Alfred had run after him as fast as he could. Once he had made it to Arthur he grabbed him bridal style and smiled at the Brit.
"What?" Arthur had said in surprise.
"Miss me?" Alfred had laughed.
"It's not funny you idiot, I thought you died… you bloody idiot!" Arthur burst into tears.
"Hey woah don't cry, I'm here aren't I?" Alfred said looking at Arthur.
Arthur didn't respond he just looked away from Alfred.
~Normal POV~
Alfred ran for almost ten minutes and having Arthur sleeping then had made it to a familiar house. He went to the front door Francis's house then kicked the door trying to make it sound like a knocking sound.
A few minutes had passed then a Frenchmen had opened the door.
"It's about time dude!" Alfred had complained.
"Oui… oui I've been down a few days," Francis had said with a sigh, "but first come in," then Francis finally noticed Arthur in Alfred's Arms. Alfred walked in then he noticed that Alfred had a huge bump on his head. "What happened," Francis said obviously scared. Then he went to the kitchen to get an ice pack and placed it on Alfred's head.
"Long story, okay?" Alfred said emotionless, "He's just sleeping… but he needs to go to the hospital more than me," Alfred said being serious.
Francis had flinched then he had gone and grabbed his car key. Then Francis helped Arthur and Alfred into the car. He had got in to the driver's seat and then put his key in the ignition. It was a quiet awkward ride between Alfred and Francis plus the sleeping Arthur in the back.
"So…" Francis started off, "how did this happen?" Francis asked.
"I don't really know how it happen honestly," Alfred said with a sigh, "When I came back from North Ireland, I went inside and hit on the head then I woke up and found Arthur well… like that." Alfred had looked back on the backseat were a sleeping Englishmen was sitting, "I hope he's alright though…"
"Don't jinx it you idiot!" Francis had snapped at Alfred.
"Sorry…" Alfred said looking down all sad.
Francis sighed, "sorry that I snapped," Francis glanced at his review mirror to look at Arthur and sighed, "how long has he been like this?"
Alfred had shrug "I don't know… honestly," Alfred had stopped, but had continued, "I was gone for almost 2 weeks,"
"Well Arthur seemed fine when I gave him a mirror for him to keep," Francis said calmly.
Alfred had looked up then looked at Francis, "mirror?"
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