Final Chapter

3rd Person POV

The two smaller boys were talking nonstop for a while, since they had reunited. Upon seeing each other, Romanche had gripped onto Veneciano and held tight.

"I was worried that I wouldn't get to see you anymore. I searched for you everyday." Romanche spoke from his heart. The feelings he had were obvious, though he had tried to hide them before. The affections were no longer masked.

"Oh Romanche. I missed you a lot too!" By this point Veneciano was crying. The droplets that streamed down his face represented no sorrow. He had found his eternal friend, the other part to his pair.

However, the others with them weren't sharing their feelings so openly. They hadn't had as much time to get used to each other yet. After staring at eachh other awkwardly for a while, the self proclaimed hero gained enough courage to speak up. "Well, Artie... I kind of... what I mean to... you are" his voice faded as he spoke before coming up again, "I'm the hero, and I will always come to save you." Alfred was strangely awkward. It was way different from his usual outspoken self.

"I'm not in need of saving, git, and my name is Arthur." By this point Arthur was red in the face. It was pretty obvious that he shared the feelings Alfred harbored. Said man looked rather dejected.

"That isn't really what I meant. I don't think that you are in need of saving all the time. I guess that I mean... I want to always be there for you. When you are in trouble, I want to be the one that you go to for help. I want for us to be together in at least that way." Arthur let his mouth gape wide open. That was the first time someone had said that they wanted to be by his side. Alfred had said not only that, but that he wanted to protect him. The scarlet that painted his face showed his shock and all of the good feelings he got from the proclamation.

"What if," Arthur cleared his throat and began again, "What if I told you that I want more than that? I don't just want to be someone that you save from trouble." He paused. What if Alfred didn't accept his feelings? No, either way he had to try. "I want to be the person that you spend your time with. I want you, Alfred." Now it was Alfred's time to be awed. He had been scared to say those very words that Artie just blurted out.

"I knew your superpower was reading minds, Artie!" But he was too much of an idiot to say something even remotely romantic in return.

"My name is Arthur, you twit!"

"Sorry. Artie is a lot better though. It sounds more heroic!" For a moment, Arthur looked appalled, before he regained his composure.

"That, my friend, is why I am a gentleman, and you are merely a hero." He sounded smug, but it was totally playful. The tone proved that they could joke around, proved they were close. Both realized this and moved in slightly closer. They were just barely apart now, and could feel the warm breath of the other.

"What?" An obnoxious screech made them both realize what was going on and back away. Both were redfaced and more than slightly annoyed at the sudden interruption.

"What is it?" Arthur called out, his voice sounding more annoyed than he had planned for. If they sounded that freaked out, there had to be a reason, right?

"Well um..." Matthew was talking now, having pushed the freaked out Gilbert away. "in order to get out of there, you have to," he stopped.

"What is it, Mattie? We can't be stuck in here forever! Just say it!" Alfred's loud voice came as an encouragement. It couldn't be that bad. Could it?

"You two have to kiss to get out of there." Well that was predictable. The two who were about to kiss before they were interrupted turned red again. The first almost kiss had been an accident. Now they had to do it again. This time would be harder. Lucky for them, they had help.

Romanche and Veneciano looked to each other and nodded. Veneciano took Arthur by the hand, guiding the poor, shocked man towards Alfred, who was also being dragged along. When they reached each other, more help was provided. Romanche guided Alfred's hands until they were wrapped around Arthur's waist. Then, he proceeded to give Veneciano a boost to place Arthur's hands at the nape of Alfred's neck.

They were given all the help that they could possibly need. Slowly, they moved in. Their lips brushed for a second before going in for more. It was soft and sweet. Light swirled around them in the flower patch, making a beautiful scene even more so. Eventually they broke apart and looked into the eyes of the man that meant the world to them. There was no denying it; they belonged together.

X.x

Alfred and Arthur were lucky. They had help. All Gilbert and Matthew had was Francis watching them again with popcorn and a video camera. They had to be brave enough to make a move. As of now, neither had done anything.

Gilbert kept moving and going back quickly. He had kissed other people before, but none that he actually liked. Matthew, however, was completely frozen staring somewhere over Gil's shoulder. That wouldn't do though. Someone had to be brave. Someone had to kiss the other.

Alfred and Arthur got back to the real world just in time to see Matthew jumping Gilbert. They almost fell because of the force. Luckily, Gil recovered his balance before they did. Like with the other two, this kiss was real, with true meaning behind it.

"What will you do now?" Francis brought up a good point. They couldn't exactly go back now that they had so much. The thought that had been plaguing the back of their minds for a while now had to be addressed. It was a negative topic.

"We could move someplace around here, the four of us. Then we would be near each other all the time." Arthur spoke aloud the idea that they all wished for.

"I can't. There is no way I can leave my brother. Ludwig needs me." Gilbert shot himself out of that plan unhappily. Somehow though, Matthew looked a lot more upset.

Alfred upon seeing this did the brotherly thing. "You should go with him." That caused both Gilbert and Matt to happily look at each other.

"But I"

"But nothing, Matt. It doesn't take a genius to realize that you don't like it here and you got a lot happier when you met him." Matt gripped his brother in a tight hug, thanking him. He let go of his embrace and ran over to Gilbert.

He turned back again. "Won't you be lonely without me here?" He looked guilty and upset.

"Nah. We'll see each other soon, and I still have my Artie." He threw an arm over the smaller man for extra effect.

"My name is Arthur and I am not yours! I will be here for him. You don't have to worry about this idiot."

Two days later, they were at the airport again. This time was different though. Two brothers were being seperated, yet there was no sadness in the atmospere. Both had found someone just as important. (and Francis had two rolls of video tape that would make Elizabeta VERY happy.)

They met by chance, through a broken shell and two lonely kids. Mysteries were solved and love was found. They had their flaws, but that was what made them fit together so well. So with the brothers hugging one more time, they split ways, hand in hand. Deep down inside the shell, two little boys were hand in hand as well.

The End

AN: I can't believe this is the end already. If you read this far, I send you a huge thank you. The thank you is way bigger if you reviewed or story alerted or anything else. I think the end is a little corny, but oh well. Until next time. BYEE-BEE