Hallo everyone~! I am back with chapter thirteen! SafteyScissors- Danke! Maybe…Silly! I am doing the next one definitely in America's point of view! This one has to be in England's now that I look at it…I shall make the next chapter, chapter fourteen, in little America's point of view! Do not worry! Danke again! KitakLaw- Yes, they shall not be on good terms after the alliance…since England and France are enemies. Yes, the calm before the storm as well. Danke! –Alright my reader; please enjoy this chapter! Enjoy my dears~!
Arthur's POV
Chapter 13:
I sat up, feeling completely exhausted. I saw beams of sunshine coming in through the window but when I looked around, this was not my room at all. I looked down at the pillow I had slept on during the night. It was a blue color, not red like mine were. I also realized I was covered up in a white blanket, not blue and that the sheets were blue, not white! I took in a deep shaky breath as I felt someone move beside me. I was paralyzed with fear.
What if that frog had captured me in the middle of the night or Washington had already come and got me, I just didn't remember one little detail? I could not look at the person but I knew I had too. I gripped the white sheets in my hands and slowly turned my head.
There, underneath the covers was little Alfred. I let out a relived sigh. His blond hair was shining with the sunrays beams. He was facing away from me so I couldn't see his little face, fast asleep. I felt a smile form on my face at the sleeping child, holding his stuffed rabbit and red blanket. I had thought I was somewhere else but instead, I was just here in Alfred's room, with him in his bed.
It then dawned on me. I had brought Alfred to his room and then set him down. Sleep was coming fast for some, strange reason. Alfred had insisted on me sleeping with him. I knew why by the look on his face, he didn't want me to leave him, not even to go and sleep. Alfred wanted to feel me beside him, all throughout the night, not leaving his side.
Alfred could be so clingy at times and then…so independent. I smiled at the sleeping boy before ruffling his blond hair. He was the cutest little brother and I loved him with all my heart. Just then I heard the side door open and close, feet rustling inside. My eyes widened and I jumped out of Alfred's bed, hoping I did not disturb him from his slumber. I ran down the steps and in to the kitchen to only find Holly, putting her bags down.
"Eager now, are we Mr. Arthur?" Holly asked me, a small smile on his face. I smirked at her.
"It is only you," I said. "I was scared it was someone totally different."
Holly crossed her arms. "Like Francis?" she asked. I nodded.
"You never know what he would do now," I said, wagging a finger at her before heading over to the counter to make my morning tea.
Holly walked up beside and watched me make my morning tea. She watched me silently. Every single move I made, her head followed along with me. Then she asked, "How was your sleep last night?"
I shrugged. "It was good. When I woke up though, I thought I had been captured or was already with Washington because I fell asleep in Alfred's room."
Holly nodded. "What about you?" I asked her. She shrugged just as I did.
"It was nice. When I woke up my dad had a breakfast all ready for me to eat on the go," Holly told me. I smiled; her dad seemed like a nice guy. "Also, not to get off subject or anything but when is Washington coming to get you? Do you know?" I set down my now freshly made tea.
"Actually, now that I think of it, I don't know," I told her. "It would probably be smart and get in to better clothes." Holly smirked.
"It would be," Holly said as I turned on my heel to go change. I held up a finger to her and she nodded as I left the room, heading towards the steps.
I climbed the steps quietly, listening for any sign of life from upstairs. When I made it to the top of the steps, I started to tiptoe down the hall. I looked in to Alfred's room to see he was still fast asleep, now on his other side. I smiled at his sleeping form before going off to my room and closing the door softly behind me.
I got dressed quickly, pulling on nicer clothes. I knew Washington would give me my uniform when I needed it for the war once we got to wherever exactly we were heading to before the war. I pulled my shirt over my head and then caught my reflection.
I looked fine, like I always did except that I looked paler. I had no idea why I looked paler; maybe I needed to get outside some more? I shrugged it off as I pulled a new, clean shirt over top of my head. I was now fully dressed and could go back down by Holly.
I walked down the hall and stuck my head back in to Alfred's room to see he was still fast asleep. His face looked pain free, which made me smile. I walked off but not before closing the door until there was just a little crack. I made my way down the stairs and entered the kitchen to see Holly sipping a glass of water. I sighed.
"Holly, you know perfectly well you could have made yourself some tea," I told her, walking further in to the kitchen. Holly giggled.
"I know," she said.
"Then why didn't you?" I asked. She shrugged.
"I wanted some water instead if tea!" she exclaimed, a big smile on her face. I gave her a smile just as I heard someone knock on the front door. Before I could react, Holly walked out of the room to go and answer it. She always seemed to do that…
I heard some whispering come from the living room as I took a small sip of my still warm tea. "Mr. Arthur!" Holly called.
"Yes Holly?" I called back to her.
"Can you come here?" she asked me. I nodded to myself before leaving the kitchen and entering the living room. There in the doorway was none other than Washington.
"Well good morning Washington," I greeted. Washington gave me a smile.
"Good morning to you too Arthur," he greeted. My eyes widened as I realized he was just standing there in the doorway, most likely waiting to be invited inside.
"Come on in!" I exclaimed. He nodded and walked inside. Holly closed the door behind him.
"Would you like something to drink Washington?" I asked him. "Something to eat? Anything?"
Washington shook his head, a smile on his face. "No thank you Arthur," he said. "I came to talk to you and get you."
I raised my thick eyebrows at the tall man. "What do you mean Washington?" I asked him.
Washington sighed. "Arthur, do you not remember the war we are getting ourselves in to?" Washington asked.
"OH!" I exclaimed, the candle light now turning on over my head. I gave him a sheepish smile. "I knew that! Are we leaving now?"
Washington nodded. "We are going to leave now and go meet with others. We are not doing anything until it is decided," Washington explained. I looked at the staircase which Washington seemed to notice. "Do not worry Arthur; we should not be long at all…hopefully. You should be able to come and see little Alfred here in a week, two weeks tops." My eyes widened. That was a long time in my emerald green eyes.
"Okay," I said.
"I know, it seems like a long time to be away from a little one but you and I know perfectly well that Alfred should not be ANYWHERE near the battlefield just yet, with him being all small and fragile. Alfred is innocent, I think you and I know I want him to stay that way as long as possible," Washington said. I nodded, agreeing completely with Washington. "You can go say goodbye Arthur, I shall be right here and waiting for you."
I nodded and walked off to the staircase with Holly right on my tail. Once I reached the top she asked me, "Are you going to wake him up Mr. Arthur?" I looked back at the young lady.
"No," I said, tears forming in my eyes. "If I did he would scream and cry and beg me not to go. I just…couldn't leave him then. I would break down if I left him when he was crying and screaming for me to stay with him."
Holly nodded as I entered Alfred's room. I looked down at the small boy who was fast asleep. I walked up to Alfred and pushed back his blond bangs. He looked so peaceful…I couldn't believe I was leaving this little boy. I loved him so much. I closed my eyes, feeling the tears start to form faster. I leaned down and gave Alfred a small yet tight hug, hoping he did not wake up. I gave Alfred a swift kiss on the cheek and turned on my heel, leaving his room. "I love you Alfred." I whispered before leaving his room. Holly looked up at me as I closed Alfred's door.
We walked down the stairs together, meeting Washington in the living room. "Are you ready Mr. Arthur?" he asked me. I nodded. The three of us walked to the front door. Holly pulled me in to a tight hug and then let me go.
"Remember the watch," she said. "Also the locket. He loves you and we will be here, waiting for you. Good luck Mr. Arthur. Goodbye."
"Thank you Holly," I said. "Goodbye." With that she closed the big wooden front door. I walked beside Washington, feeling the hot tears now starting to leave my emerald eyes. I watched as they hit the dusty dirt road. When would I see Alfred again?
"I am sorry Arthur," Washington whispered. I looked up at him for a quick moment and then back down at my feet, fearing he would think I was weak for crying over my little brother. "I would cry as well if I had Alfred as a little brother. I understand my friend." He put his hand on my shoulder.
"Thank you Washington," I said. He patted my shoulder.
"Anytime my friend," he said. I then heard rapid footsteps in the dirt.
"Arthur! Iggy! Can you slow down any!" I heard. My eyes widened before I turned around to see none other than Gilbert Beilschmidt running towards me.
"What do you want?" I growled. He stopped in front of me and that's when I noticed he did not have his usual smirk on his face and that his eyes were slightly puffy. Was Gilbert crying…?
"I just wanted to talk to you," Gilbert said. "It seems as if you are going off to war…with Francis."
I nodded. "I am," I told him. "I am leaving with Washington right now to go and figure out what to do."
Gilbert nodded. "I see, have fun with that," he said. I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever you say Gilbert," I said. "What are you doing here anyway Gilbert?"
Gilbert looked down at his feet. "I just wanted to wish you good luck," he mumbled. I scoffed at him.
"Why would you wish me luck when you have Francis to wish luck?" I hissed. Gilbert glared at me.
"Maybe I wanted to wish you luck! Maybe I think you can do well in this war! What am I not allowed to wish you luck?" Gilbert hissed. My eyes widened. I looked at Gilbert confused.
"Are you okay Gilbert? This is not you at all," I said.
Gilbert sighed. "I…" he stopped. "I'll tell you later. I already wished Francis luck and I wish it to you as well Iggy." Gilbert gave me a quick a hug. I looked at him, with wide eyes once he let me go. "It was a friend hug weirdo! Gross…but nice try. Everyone wants this awesomeness. Bye Iggy!"
"Goodbye Gilbert," I said and turned on my heel, walking off with Washington. I looked over my shoulder to see Gilbert watching us walk away.
"We shall be back soon," Washington mumbled. I nodded, the tears now coming back. I felt a single tear fall from my emerald green eyes and land in the dusty road.
I had to come back to Alfred…soon.
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~Lovely Kacey Faith