Number 4! Yaaaay *falls over*...Anyway. Still will probably be many mistakes. Also, if you catch me calling either Arthur- England, or Ivan-Russia, please pm me. I try to reread several times to catch that but its such a damned habit to break ya know? So thanks in advance...and...Enjoy? ;w;

A/N: Okay, Scotland's name is Scotland for two reasons. One, he was never given a definite human name. And Two...I just think it fits him really well. I know of a few people named after places so its not all that strange is it? ;w; Anyway..I just like it so..ignore my rambling. *corner*

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Arthur didn't notice anything strange that went on after he had fallen asleep, though he did get cold. Clutching to the cat more, he woke up the next morning to the same alarm he always did. Slipping out of bed after rubbing his eyes, the human moved to get dressed. Making sure he looked presentable, as he always had to, Arthur started thinking of ways to avoid his boss and co-worker again. He still didn't want the demon to hurt them, even if they would deserve it.

Ivan felt the other's warm body leave the bed and shifted, eyes slowly blinking open. The cat then stood and stretched, yawning big with his tongue curling in his mouth before he sat up and set about sorting out his fur into a nice fluffy puff around his body. The demon watched England out of the corner of its eye, able to sense his worries better now that they had a contract. After a minute the cat jumped off the bed and moved towards Arthur's feet. "Master?...I hardly see you eat...it is not good,da? I trust you at least each lunch while at work..." he inquired, concern showing in his voice. If the human didn't eat properly is was bad for his health, and blood. The demonic being wouldn't allow his master to become ill.

Arthur finished getting dressed before looking down at the fluffy cat. Picking him up, he started out of the room to go downstairs. "I do eat lunch, when I have the time." He answered, setting him down on the couch and then picking up his bag. "I may be late. There's cat food or you can have whatever is in the fridge if you get hungry." Once again he had no time for breakfast, since he always rushed to work as fast as he could. His boss loved it when he was early, so he always tried to get there before he was supposed to.

The feline flicked its tail in silent annoyance while giving what was obviously a pout. "Does not sound good enough.." he grumbled. But to his master he nodded in appreciation for the food. "Thank you master. Have a nice day at work then,da?" was all he could say. Secretly though he was making a plan. After sucking Arthur's blood he had imprinted some of the man's memories. He now knew where and for how long Arthur worked normally and was thinking up a way to insure he ate a healthy meal. The cat started purring while its eyes gleamed with a mischievous light. Arthur had told him not to show his true form to others. Nothing had been said about his completely human form.

With a light pat to Ivan's head, Arthur then rushed off to work. He had to catch the bus and he checked the time to make sure he wouldn't be late for it. Getting to it on time, he arrived at work a bit early, as his boss liked it. Knowing this would probably be a long day, he did his best to avoid those he hated. By the time lunch came around, the Englishman knew he had too much work to go out and buy anything. Never having time to make his own lunch, he decided missing it again wasn't going to be bad. Continuing with his work, he had to rush up when called into his boss's office. Francis was watching him throughout the day, trying to pick out the right time to get him alone.

Ivan was frowning a bit to himself. Although cooking a meal of potatoes, chicken, and salad hadn't taken that long, he had found it troublesome to find clothes that would fit him. Finally he gave up and just used a spell to conjure up a pair of slacks, a sweater, and a soft scarf. The demon didn't like using such spells needlessly because, for the moment, he didn't want to scare Arthur by needing to eat more, although the magic made him get hungry faster. After changing and grabbing the boxed lunch the demon hopped onto a bus towards the Englishman's work. He hummed a little to himself along the way, enjoying how the bus was pretty empty. Once at the office building he reached into the memories he took from his master to find the right floor and place. Unfortunately he just glimpsed Arthur disappear into the bosses office as he stepped out onto the floor. Ivan frowned and went to stand by his human's cubicle to wait. He hid a little, hoping to surprise his human master.

Arthur came out of his boss's room with more work than he already had. Dropping the papers on his desk, he didn't even notice Ivan. It was everyone's lunch break, but once again he had far too many things to do. There was no way he could finish what he needed to if he went out to get something to eat. Sitting down to resume doing his work, trying to get everything finished that needed to be done quickly. His boss didn't give anyone else as much work, but he knew he had to do it anyway.

Suddenly there was a lunchbox placed onto the paper Arthur was looking at. Ivan then moved his hand to the human's chin, lifting his head up so that their eyes met. "You are very stressed...you should not try so hard to please if it will just break you...you are better than that, da?" he said, surprisingly gentle for a demon, although he looked completely human right now, aside from his taller than normal figure and startling violet eyes. "I brought you some lunch master~" he added, teasingly.

Arthur sat up straight upon seeing the lunch box and blinked when his head moved because of Ivan's hand. "I have to work hard; I don't want to lose my job." He answered, a soft blush spreading across his face. "You shouldn't be here…but…thank you for bringing me lunch." His boss saw him from his office and walked out, approaching them. "Who said ya could have guests here? Get 'im out of here." The redhead growled, seeming irritated. He shot a glance at the tall man, wanting him to go away.

Ivan gave a happy smile at how cute his human was before turning his gaze to the new person. A low rumbling could be heard in his chest but he just smiled and tilted his head. "I believe the company policy states that a person is allowed to bring an employee his lunch. Which I just did. If you like to argue this I can gladly take it up with the supervisors and lawyers~ I am certain they would be interested in how much work my Arthur is doing~" he purred out. Although only the boss had heard him. Ivan was fast and used a spell so that Arthur just heard him say 'I was bringing him lunch. I will leave now.' so that Arthur would not be suspicious. Ivan didn't like using such magic on his master but he felt it was necessary. With a small giggle and wave at the boss he then turned to give the overworking British man a peck on the cheek before waltzing out of the room.

The boss, Mr. Scotland, had not liked the way Ivan had spoken to him at all. "You'd better make sure that man doesn't speak to me like that ever again." He warned Arthur before returning to his nice office. Arthur was confused at that and was also a bit upset that Ivan had to leave. He felt safer with him around, but he knew he couldn't have him stay at work. Going back to what he was doing, Arthur somehow managed to finish up everything he had to, although it caused him to work late. As the Englishman went toward the exit, he checked the time to see when he'd be able to catch another bus. Before he got outside he was surprised by Francis, who pulled him into the bathroom….. Not only was Arthur now extremely late with getting home, he was exhausted by the time he got into his house. He was lucky not to have work the next day; for he'd been held back by the Frenchman until eleven, and it was nearly midnight as he moved to sit down on the couch.

Ivan had been getting edgy. He disliked how late it was getting and that Arthur was STILL not home. The man, currently turned cat, paced back and forth on the floor. He had eaten some of the cat food but was now just irritated. Where was Arthur? Where could the human possibly BE! It was practically illegal for someone to be kept this late for working when they were not an owner, manager, or supervisor. When the sound of footsteps finally reached his ears from the front walk the feline perked up before bounding off down the hall to wait at the front door, tail swishing. He could feel a strange pressure around his master, even through the door. It unsettled the demon and made his bare instincts rage. When Arthur opened the door and walked past the cat; Ivan was finally able to smell it. The scent of that horrid Frenchman. And it wasn't just on Arthur either, it was all over him! The demon bristled, following the human. Once Arthur sat down the cat leapt up onto his lap with a growl, paws shoving against his chest to pin him against the back of the couch. "What did that man DO?" he snarled, eyes turning like ice and having almost a red gleam to them.

Arthur focused his eyes on the angered cat, but wouldn't answer him at first. "It's fine, Ivan…" He said quietly, just moving his arms to hold onto the fluffy creature. "Calm down. There's no need to be angry..." He obviously didn't want to tell him anything, knowing the overprotective demon would do something to hurt the Frenchman. He was too exhausted to really want to fight with the cat, and his stomach growled lowly because he was hungry again. Pulling the cat against him, he just wanted to hold onto it, not have it yell at him.

The demon faltered before giving a small muffled mew sound, obviously a sigh. Ivan could sense his masters weariness and knew that getting angry at him was wrong. It wasn't like he enjoyed what happened. The demon could smell the shame and sadness on the man and knew he wanted the Frenchman to stop. "...You are tired,da? Would you like me to make dinner?" he finally asked, giving a few gentle licks to Arthur's cheek and chin. Humans could be so brittle. Ivan had to remind himself of this constantly.

Arthur nodded slightly but he refused to let go of the demon cat for a moment. He finally sighed quietly before just resting his head against the soft fur. Reluctantly letting go of him after a while, he just leant back, trying to get comfortable. Only then moving to lay down, he did his best not to fall asleep. Hopefully Francis or his boss wouldn't come to bother him at all. He already had work to do over the weekend, and he hated the thought of it.

The feline nuzzled Arthur as he laid down before jumping off the couch and heading towards the kitchen. He quickly changed into his humanoid demon form and set about making England some food. Ivan was careful not to make too much noise so his master could get plenty of rest. But the demon also couldn't help wanting to kill Francis and Arthur's boss Scotland. How dare they hurt him so? They would pay...