It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and there were thin, wispy clouds that occasionally covered the sun, providing shade for the many people outside taking advantage of the nice weather. Everyone seemed to be happy and carefree. Well, all but one. Arthur solemnly walked down the sidewalk, eyes down on the ground as he ignored the people around him, enjoying the nice day. He refused to look up at anyone, refused to acknowledge the happiness that everyone but him seemed to be feeling, because he couldn't feel happy. Not after what happened. After what happened, all his feelings seemed to have been sucked out of him, leaving him apathetic and indifferent to the world. The only time he ever seemed to show emotion was when he visited him. Then he would try to be happy, try to tell him that he was fine on his own, but it was all in vain. After all, it wasn't like he was listening.

Arthur sighed softly to himself as he neared the gate that separated his destination from the outside world. He gently pushed it open and walked in, pulling it shut behind him. He slowly made his way through the rows of headstones, passing the older part of the cemetery, the one closer to the front, and headed back to the newer part, where he was buried. In his hands he held a bouquet of daisies, which he set down in front of the headstone when he arrived at his destination. He bit his bottom lip as he sat, cross legged, in front of the stone, which was a plain gray color and didn't match the personality of the man it represented. The Englishman slowly reached his hand up and lightly traced the name chiseled onto the piece of stone, his heart breaking even more after each letter he traced.

A-L-F-R-E-D F J-O-N-E-S

Below it were two dates, two years that were too close together to be considered a lifespan, and Arthur clenched his fists at the unfairness of fate. Why did they have to take him? It was too early, he still had his entire life to live. He was supposed to live his life, being a hero for everyone. Arthur laughed bitterly at the thought. If Alfred hadn't been too busy trying to be a hero, this wouldn't have happened. If he hadn't tried to stop Arthur from getting hit by the truck, he'd still be alive. Sure, he'd probably be a bit sad about losing Arthur, but he would get over it, maybe find someone else to be happy with. And Arthur wouldn't mind. But no. Instead of it being him buried six feet beneath the ground, it was Alfred. His beloved Alfred. His hero, who sacrificed his life to save Arthur's unworthy one. Tears streamed down his face as he remembered the day. Remembered the fear he felt when he saw the truck heading straight toward him; remembered the sheer terror he felt when Alfred pushed him out of the way and got hit by the truck. He died upon impact. Arthur started shaking on the spot as more held-back tears escaped him, until he was full-out sobbing, beating his fists against Alfred's headstone.

"You stupid git! Why did you have to leave me? Why did you have to be the bloody hero? I should be the one dead! Not you! You still had your life ahead of you to lead! You shouldn't have died. How could you? How could you..." His yelling faded away quickly, leaving him to cry quietly in front of the headstone of the man he loved, hoping that he was safe and happy. He calmed down and stood up, he gave the stone one last glance and rearranged the bouquet in front of it before turning to leave. As he walked away, he could hear the wind whispering through the leaves, and he could almost pretend that he could hear Alfred's voice, whispering apologies to him through the wind. Almost.

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That was pretty depressing. I blame that fact that I've been reading quite a lot of depressing fanfics lately. Oh well. I'll be sure to write something more upbeat and happy for the next one shot. If anyone is interested, I was trying to decide whether to choose FrUK or USUk for this one, and I chose USUk because I thought it would be easier to think up of a cause of death because of Alfred's hero complex. Now I'm going to go cry in a corner.

Please review and request! They are fuel for my soul :3