I know it's been a while, since I've done a chapter of this. I'm still continuing. Since this is my week off from work, I will be updating like crazy. Review please!

The sun was rising and Alfred had finally woken up. He pushed himself out of the drawer, using a handle located above him. Popping his head out, he saw Arthur and Vladimir eating breakfast. He arrived to join with them in eating before Vladimir stopped him. Much of Alfred's organs were still crystallized. Wizard Sadik's magic was able to keep him alive, but he could not eat until this was fixed. Arthur was saddened by this, blaming himself for Alfred's predicament.

"H-Hey listen, once we get to the Crystal Island of Magic, Alfred will be back to his old kingy self," Vladimir assured, noticing that the floor was darkening from under Arthur's feet.

"I hope you're right," Arthur muttered, noticing the darkening floor. "What's the use? All this fear. I can't contain it. Even this ship can only contain so much of my crystallized powers."

"Then why don't you talk about it? Let it all out. That's what you always did with me when I had a nightmare. You'd let me talk about it, then you'd take me to the closet and show me that it wasn't so scary," Alfred asked.

"This isn't like monsters in your closet, Alfred. I could instantly kill you. I don't think you understand the danger you are in. I can't just let out my powers and face my fear. That could mean your death or did you forget that notion?"

"Well, running away and locking yourself in a tower isn't doing anything either, is it!?" Alfred argued, crossing his arms.

"Well... I... non of this would've happened had you listened to me instead of shoving this Queen stuff down my throat!"

"I wasn't! You were the one running away like some sort of coward! That's what you've always done, wasn't it, run away from me, going to your room for eight or so hours, not wanting to see me, oh and freakin' lying to me for all these years!? You know what the worst part is, Arthur!?" Alfred shouted, Arthur about to argue back before Alfred continued, in a quiet but serious tone. "I would have understood."

"... Come again?" Arthur asked, speechless for a second.

"I would have understood. I would have been patient. Sure, as a kid, I would have bugged you a lot, not liking the situation, maybe ask 20 Questions, but with time I would found some other way of spending time with you without both of us getting hurt. Heck, I'm guessing Mom and Dad went to Wizard Sadik for some suggestions. Knowing me, I would have snuck off and found Vladimir, then we would have gone to this adventure a long time ago without this crystal stuff inside me, without you pushing me away. Would that have been good? No, but it sure would have been a better choice than pushing me away, lying to me and making me find out during my last hours moment of living just to find out that my older brother has been pushing me away, because he has super powers he can't control and has been trying to contain them for who knows how long. The fact Mom and Dad even suggested you keeping this from me makes me even more upset. I mean, I can't believe of all the people I've looked up to my whole life, they were the ones keeping you from giving me the slightest bit of information of what's going on with my big brother, someone I love more than anything, my brother! Why? What happened to never tell a lie or we are family, we tell everything? I just... I can't believe they did that to you... to us... why? I would have understood! I would have."

Arthur opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it. His feet were shaking. Alfred was a risktaker and can be very stubborn, but he was right. Had he known about what was going on from the beginning, this whole mess could have been avoided. Why did Mom and Dad tell him to keep this a secret? That's right, to protect Alfred, so he wouldn't get hurt. But, Alfred was already getting hurt by Arthur not spending time with him, even worse by the fact he didn't know why. Had he known why, would the pain have been less severe? Should Mom and Dad have known this would make their relationship worsen or hurt Alfred more? No. If Arthur didn't know, how could their parents?

"They tried the best they could, Alfred," Arthur finally said quietly as Alfred sniffed. Arthur took Alfred's hands. "I'm so so sorry, Alfred. I should have told you from the start. You trusted me and I broke it. I hope to god that I don't lose you, because of this."

Alfred smiled a bit, then felt a little ticklish inside him, then jumped. Arthur raised his eyebrows as Alfred, said, "that's weird, I felt funny there for a second."

"Is everything alright?"

"Fine, just... weird. Must be my crystallized stomach telling me I'm hungry."

"Nice try."

"Darn. This stinks."

Arthur chuckled as Vladimir smirked a bit. Something was telling him that Alfred's funny feeling wasn't out of hunger or coincidence. If his instincts were correct, perhaps Arthur wouldn't need to go to this island to save Alfred.

The ship began flying into some fog as Vladimir began lowering down to the waters. The rest was now to drive through waters. He began turning on the propellers that would drive the ship on the waters. Arthur looked out the window, impatiently hoping to spot some sort of land. There was only an hour or two remaining before Alfred would be permanently crystallized.

It would only be an hour or so before Arthur finally spotted something.

"I see something!" Arthur cried out.

"Looks like it," Vladimir replied. He stopped the ship, then stopped the propellers before sinking in the anchor.

Dylan yawned, removing himself from the drawer he was sleeping it. He muttered, "how long was everyone up?"

"A while. We just made it to the island with a few hours to spare," Arthur replied as Dylan nodded.

"I hope you both weren't fighting, while I was asleep."

"They did, but they madeup. Now, co'mon, we need to get to the island and fast," Vladimir said.

Everyone floated on a small boat, rowing to the crystal island that was literally made of clear crystal. Arthur felt strong magic in this place. Though, there was one small problem. This island looked completely abandoned. There was something else. Not too far off where everyone was lied a ship that was in pieces. Arthur stared at it, hands shaking as he recognized the ship.

"M-Mum..." Arthur muttered with emotion in his voice. Alfred stared at the ship speechless.

"Are they...?" Alfred asked in a whisper before feeling something painful and hard freezing inside him. "Gu-ah!" He wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Alfred!" Arthur cried, grabbing Alfred by the shoulders as he gasped. It seemed that Sadik's spell was beginning to wear off.

"G-Go, you need to find..." Alfred muttered before falling onto the crystallized ground, feeling more of his insides slowly crystallizing.

"Don't Alfred, I..." Arthur cried, grabbing onto Alfred and trying to slow the process. So much fear was inside of him.

"Wait, Arthur..." Vladimir cried to Arthur before he was pushed off by Alfred.

"Go Arthur!" Alfred cried as his entire body began crystallizing, his breathing tightening.

"ALFRED!" Arthur cried, trying to run back to Alfred, but it was too late. His entire body was now black crystal. "A... Alfred..." His face froze, staring at the crystallized statue that was his precious little brother. His eyes watered, then covered, then a screeching scream escaped from his voice, followed by two fists pounding on the ground. Arthur could not hold back anymore, nothing. The clear ground began turning black from under Arthur, then began spreading very rapidly.

"ARTHUR!" Vladimir cried, running to Arthur, then pulling him from Alfred's statue.

"NO! GET OFF ME!" Arthur screamed, his hands clinging onto Alfred's statue before Vladimir yanked him away. Before Arthur could stop him, he brought Arthur into his arms, clinging to him tightly as fire began bursting from the two of them, creating a purple fire.

Dylan watched from the sidelines, his face full of shock and worry. Vladimir was crazier than he thought. Surly, even he wouldn't be able to counter Arthur's crystal powers before finding himself crystallized. Yet, here he was, trying to restrain Arthur as much as he could as to not turn this island into black crystal.

Arthur was angrily pushing himself from Vladimir, but couldn't. He was purposely even trying to crystallize Vladimir a bit to get him away and yet here he was. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push Vladimir away. Even with noticing tiny bits of black creating on Vladimir's cloak, he still remained. Finally, his strength gave in and he finally found himself in tears, weeping in Vladimir's arms. The purple fire began cooling down.

Slowly, but surely, the purple fire was no more and it was just Arthur weeping in Vladimir's arms. Dylan carefully approached the duo, hugging his little brother, who was crying in pain and sorrow. Though, Arthur was no longer turning the ground black. There was also a mysterious figure in a white cloak walking toward the group. Dylan was the first to look up.

As Vladimir and Arthur began looking up, the hood from the cloak, showing a blond-white haired man with sky blue eyes and a deadpan face. He also had a cross pin in his hair. He looked at the crystallized Alfred, then at Arthur.

"Was that your doing?" The stranger asked as Arthur nodded, trembling. "I see."

"P-Please... if there's anyway you..." Arthur pleaded.

"You made that. You can fix it," the stranger said plainly.

"H-How?"

"When you make a mess, you clean it up. When you open a door, you close it. Figure it out," the stranger said bluntly, rolling his eyes.

"How the bloody hell does that help, might I ask!?" Arthur asked in rage as Vladimir began thinking.

"Make a mess, clean it up. Open a door, close it," Vladimir muttered, he then took a piece of cloth, then burned it before it instantly went out.

"This is no time for a fire show, Vladimir!"

"No, listen. This is the first time I've ever put out any fire without water or Wizard Sadik's help," Vladimir explained as Arthur blinked. "When you make a mess, you clean it up, right? You open a door, you close it? What do you do when you crystallize?"

"I... feel anger... sadness- wait," Arthur said, as if realizing what Vladimir and the stranger were trying to tell him.

"So... you can de-crystalize something by feeling the opposite of angry and sad?" Dylan asked, feeling like he just asked a stupid question.

Arthur touched each of Alfred's shoulders, closing his eyes, then whispered, "Alfred, I'm so sorry for all of this, this lying, this anger, this frustration. If you want me to be honest, I've never been happier with anyone else other than you and there is no one else more precious." The black crystal around Alfred began slowly disappearing, reverting to human skin.

Alfred began gasping as his entire body reformed back to his human self. His organs were working again and everything began flooding back.

Alfred remembered the days as a child when he would skate across the black floor in black crystallized skates. Arthur was always with him, holding his hand. He remembered the sculptures Arthur would make for Alfred like black unicorns, bunnies and fairies. He also remembered when climbing on top of one of the sculptures when his foot slipped and he fell. Arthur accidentally shot his powers at Alfred's head and he began slowly crystallizing. His breath began hitching and he choked, no longer being able to breathe. It was horrifying. His parents were scared, even Wizard Sadik was scared. He also remembered watching Arthur run away in terror.

Alfred hugged Arthur, who was crying in his arms. He whispered, "shhhh, it's okay Arthur. Everything's okay, see?"

"Idiots. What are you doing here?" The stranger asked.

"We actually came here to resolve this problem and Arthur needs someone to teach him how to control his powers," Vladimir explained.

"If you can control your emotions, you can control your powers. In other words, if you want to control your powers, see a therapist," the stranger said.

"You seem pretty confident. What's your name?" Vladimir asked.

"Lukas. You?"

"Vladimir and this is Queen Arthur and King Alfred, their majesties."

"Kingdom of Spades? You must be the new ones. My apologies about your loss."

"What... happened to...?" Arthur asked, his voice still full of emotion.

"They wrecked their ship and died. Guessing they didn't expect this island to be made entirely of crystal. But, they did leave something," Lukas replied.

"Something?" Dylan asked as Lukas nodded, then signaled everyone to follow him.

"I love this guy. Just so you know, you became my BFF number 2!" Vladimir grinned as Lukas gave him a look.

"Number 2?" Arthur questioned.

"You're number 1, Queeny," Vladimir grinned.

"Me? But, I'm not... We aren't... You couldn't possibly..." Arthur replied bashfully as Vladimir grinned in response.