"You're not going. It's too dangerous for you to travel back."

Alfred frowned in confusion. "I have to go! Please, Ivan let me go home!"

Frowning deeply Ivan put his hands on Alfred's shoulders since Alfred hands rested on his chest the blue eyes looked at him pleadingly. As much as he wanted to give Alfred anything he wanted he wouldn't let he got to where a war was going to be.

"No. I won't allow it."

"I need to go home!"

"No! You not leaving and that's all on the matter!"

Alfred stepped back eyes wide but kept his frown on. He had never heard Ivan sound angry before and this was the first time he had heard him shout. Putting his hand son his hips and went right up to Ivan and looked up and stared right into his eyes stubbornly.

"I need to go home!"

Glaring Ivan leaned down more their noses almost touching. "No." He growled. "I won't allow you to leave the grounds."

"…" Alfred cheeks started to turn red and he was shaking.

"Are you holding your breath…?" Ivan asked in shock.

Surly he wasn't….

Alfred eyes closed as he held his fists tight to his stomach face turning slightly more red. Still not letting his breath out he waited and soon he started to get dizzy and swayed a little and Ivan held onto him.

"Stop that! Alfred, stop!"

"I WANT TO GO HOME RIGHT NOW AND BE WITH MY BROTHERS NOW….!"

The extremely loud voice made Ivan wince but didn't let go of Alfred. He knew who much Alfred loved his brother but it was still war and he didn't want to send Alfred back to the middle of it.

"No!"

Alfred glared at him and then turned on his heels and took off running. Ivan knew if he just left him as is then he wouldn't be seeing Alfred again. Taking off after him he was glad he had running in the heavy coats on his side.

Running Ivan was surprised that Alfred made it to the front door before having to lean on it gasping and leaning against the wall. Still panting he let Ivan pick him up and take him to his room.

"If there weren't so many stairs and halls and I wasn't wearing these heavy clothes I would have been out of here by now."

"Da, I know."

Carrying Alfred to his bed he set him down so he could relax. Helping Alfred get his coat off along with the under garments until just the usual clothes remind he got a wet towel and handed it to the blonde.

"Thanks. I still need to go home."

"I will send for your brothers if you want Alfred but I'm not sending you home."

"… will you do that right now? Send a messenger bird to tell my King Brother about it?"

"Da, of course."

"But brother…!"

"No Buts about it! Get in the carriage, Arthur. I will see you once this war is over and when it is I will be overjoyed to met your child."

"Brother…" Arthur cried. "Please let me stay at lest!"

"Arthur I can't let you do that. I promise I'll contact you as soon as I can. Now go with your brothers and do well with your child."

"Yes, brother…"

As Ivan made his around in his arms instructing them and giving orders. As he watched them march the grounds he looked up at the castle. Alfred was sitting by the window tapping his pencil against his mouth thinking. Then he wrote a few word sighed.

Smiling a little Ivan watched him for a few minutes until Alfred noticed him and waved but when Alfred went to open the window it was stuck. Alfred frowned and tugged at the window. Ivan chuckled as he watched. Alfred gave it one last yank and it opened knocking him backwards.

Shocked Ivan ran to the castle to make his way up the long stairs to his soon to be wife's room. Once he got there he opened it to see a servant pressed a cold towel to Alfred's head as he whined on the bed. Luaghing Ivan dismissed the servant and at by him.

"You never cease to amaze me."

"I gota bump. Wanna see it?"

"Da," Ivan smiled.

When Alfred moved the cold towel Ivan leaned over and kissed the little bump gently. Alfred sighed and leaned on Ivan happily.

"Thank you for letting my brothers come here."

"Anything for your Alfred. After the way you cared for my people and saw to their burials it was the lest I could do. Now will you join me for lunch?"

"Yes! I'm starving!" Alfred hugged him tight. "I love to eat!"

"Da, I know."

"Let's go!"

"Wait." Ivan pulled him back. "I have something for you. I've been meaning to give it to you. Sit here and don't move. And closes your eyes. Both your eyes Alfred…"

"Fine…" Alfred closed his eyes and placed his hands over them smiling.

Leaving the room Ivan went to his which was only right next door since he wanted to keep Alfred close just in case. Smiling he got the little box and went back. When he got back however Alfred was rolling on the bed happily back and forth with both eyes still closed.

"Alright Alfred I'm back. You can open you eyes."

Alfred did and looked at the small box. "Yay! I got a box!"

Ivna nearly fell as he watched Alfred grab and hug the box tightly. "No… Alfred open the box…"

"There's something inside?" Alfred smiled and opened it. "OH MY GOD IT'S MY CAT!"

The cat meowed happily and hopped form the box into Alfred's arms. Ivan watched as Alfred cuddled that cat happily and even threw it in the air and the cat seemed to like it. Catching the cat Alfred jumped into Ivan's arms and pressed his lips against the taller one's.

Kissing back Ivan held him close until they parted. "I'm glad you like him."

"I do! Now we have two cats!"

"Two?"

"Oh," Alfred said awkwardly and set his cat down. "Well, you see… last night when I was done with dinner…"

Alfred went to the sitting room and opened the door and leaned down. Picking something up he nuzzled it and then turned around to show Ivan the grayish cat.

"… And I found him wondering out side and brought him in! Isn't he cute?"

Ivan wanted to laugh because the cat Alfred was holding was his own cat, but instead let Alfred think he had found a new friend.

"Oh, it's getting cold." Matthew whispered. "We must be getting closer…"

"Finally." Arthur said leaning back. "I'm getting sick of being in this carriage."

"You did make us stop five times." Scot said as he rolled his eyes.

"I had to throw up!"

"Shh… Look. There is it… Alfred's future Kingdom…" Matthew breathed.

The older two looked out the window. "Well…" Scott said. "It's pretty huge. Alfred going to have a fun time being a princess."

Arthur blinked and then felt something. Sitting back he thought about it. The King their was old. Very old and Arthur always had a feeling when someone was to pass. Leaning back out he opened the Curtin a little more.

"No you wrong. Alfred will be… The Queen of Russia."

To Herro: The drama! Yes.

To queenofchaos: woot! Just ley me know which name your under or I'll never know who you are!

To Cheshire Stripes: Oh yeah, it's cause he lived a commoner

To The Fujoshi: Because Francis was hitting that~ also they have been married for a year.

To love-for-bakas: o yes

To Sisco: Thank you Yangire~! I do hope this next chapter was even better! I do grow bored sometimes but I alwyas pick them up! Woohoo! Yay!

To selenastarzz: Dull isn't dull with color! - idiot