Arthur sighed, leaning back in the chair and massaging his temples. It had been a couple months since he turned 18 and yet he still was hard pressed to get a job. Ever since that damned dream repeated itself, he had been able to get over it. He stopped seeing things, thankfully, and was fairly normal at this point. But because of that period where he was insane, no one would hire him.

Thankfully, during the first couple days of Arthur being on his own, he had ran into a man named Kiku, who was only a year older than him. They got along rather well and Kiku offered to give Arthur a place to stay until he could manage to get onto his feet. Kiku had a rather good job, as he was pretty smart, and had even tried to see if he could get Arthur a job, but it wasn't working.

Arthur was just about ready to move to some other city to find better luck. He felt horrible for making Kiku take care of him and he did as much around the apartment as possible, although for some reason Kiku wouldn't let him cook…

"No luck yet, Arthur-san?" Kiku asked. Arthur was sitting in the living room of the apartment and Kiku was in the kitchen, making something for dinner that was soon to come.

"No one can say I'm not trying," Arthur sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I know you will find work eventually," Kiku stated.

"Thanks for that," Arthur smiled slightly. "It's just a shame everyone in London thinks I'm insane."

"I rather liked hearing about your dream," Kiku stated. "It was very nice, the way you explained it."

"But it was just a dream and I need to get over it," Arthur sighed.

"Then why aren't you?" Kiku asked.

"I blame that blasted kid," Arthur grumbled. He tried to pretend that he didn't know the name of him anymore…Alfred. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget that little part of his dream. He did try to help him, after all.

"The way you described him, it made you seem like you loved him," Kiku stated and Arthur sputtered, feeling a blush creep onto his face.

"Wh-what?" Arthur stood up.

"You made it obvious," Kiku hid a small smile on his face.

"I-" Arthur was cut off by a knock at their door. As usual, Kiku was already close to the door before Arthur could even take a step, so he simply sat back down and tried to overcome his blush.

"Hello?" Kiku asked the person at the door.

"Hey," the voice said, sounding very nervous and Arthur froze. He knew that voice… "Um, I know this may sound a little weird, but I'm looking for an Arthur. I was told he lived here."

"Who told you this?" Kiku asked as Arthur slowly stood up and turned to the door.

"Feli," the voice chuckled. "You know him, right?"

"Hai, I know Feli-chan," Kiku nodded.

"So, then, could you tell me if Arthur lives here?" the voice asked. "I've been, uh, looking for him for quite a while."

"Can I ask your name?" Kiku asked as Arthur finally walked behind him and looked at the person on the other side of the doorway.

"I'm-"

"Alfred?" Arthur could hear his voice crack as Kiku turned to him. Alfred, who was standing at the door wearing normal clothes (which was odd since Arthur was used to seeing him in clothes from the island) and growing a huge smile.

"Hey, Artie," Alfred smiled.

"Would this be that boy from your dream?" Kiku asked.

"Y-Yes…" Arthur nodded, still in shock. "How did you…how did you get here?"

"I never left when I dropped you off that last time," Alfred smiled.

"I shall give you two your space," Kiku quickly turned and left to go into the only real room in the apartment.

"Y-You're real?" Arthur muttered.

"Well, yeah," Alfred laughed slightly and rubbed the back of his neck. "And I've been trying to find you for a while. So could I get a hug before you try to slap me like I know you will?"

"You…you…" before Arthur could stop himself, he lurched Alfred into a hug and the taller started laughing. "You bloody fool! How could you let me think you were a dream?!"

"You seemed pretty sure that I was," Alfred chuckled, hugging him back.

"Why didn't you just do this before?" Arthur muttered.

"Well, before," Alfred said, "you only saw me as an illusion and after you came back the second time, it took quite a lot of time for me to find you. Then I found Feli, so then it was pretty easy."

"So, everyone," Arthur looked up at him, "Neverland, the fairies, and the mermaids…they were all real?"

"As real as I am," Alfred smiled.

"I'm sorry I was such an arse," Arthur muttered, burying his face in Alfred's chest.

"Hey," Alfred cupped Arthur's chin, making him look into Alfred's eyes. "If I hated you, would I go through all the trouble to find you?"

"But-"

"I still love you," Alfred smiled.

"I-I…" Arthur muttered, that blush coming back. "I love you, too."

"Sweet," Alfred laughed. "Otherwise this would have been really awkward."

"You bloody fool," Arthur chuckled, shaking his head. Alfred quickly leaned down slightly to capture Arthur's mouth into a kiss. Arthur couldn't help but to close his eyes and kiss back. It was exactly like he remembered it being on Neverland. It was amazing to know that he wasn't in love with a dream.

"So I have a quick question," Alfred asked after they pulled apart.

"Yes?" Arthur asked.

"Do you know a Ludwig?" Alfred asked. "'Cause Gil just came back down and apparently they moved. Which I think is really stupid, considering they still have a missing son-"

"Alfred?" Arthur stopped him.

"Yeah?" Alfred asked.

"Do you ever shut up?" Arthur laughed.

"Just 'cause I'm 18 doesn't mean I'm an adult, jeez," Alfred smirked.

"You are 18 now, too?" Arthur asked.

"'Course," Alfred nodded. "You think you were the only one that left the day before your birthday?"

"I hate to intrude," Kiku stated, coming out of the room, "but I was just making dinner and I am afraid it will burn if we do not eat soon."

"Hey, dude, could I stay for dinner?" Alfred asked.

"Alfred!" Arthur snapped. "You can't just go into someone's home who you haven't even met yet and ask for dinner!"

"I do not mind," Kiku stated.

"See?" Alfred smiled and walked further into the apartment and Arthur had to close the door behind him. "Everyone likes me."

"Sure, everyone," Arthur rolled his eyes.

"Well you do, so that means I've gotten the hardest person down," Alfred smirked.

"So you are the dream man I have heard so much about?" Kiku asked before Arthur could yell something at Alfred.

"So you talk about me?" Alfred smirked at Arthur. "Yeah, the name's Alfred. I've been gone for quite a while…you know, in Arthur's dreams, so I'm staying with my brother until I can get onto my feet."

"It is nice to meet you, Alfred-san," Kiku nodded.

"San?" Alfred asked. "What's that?"

"It's an honorific, you twat," Arthur rolled his eyes. "It's a sign of respect."

"Huh, cool," Alfred smiled.

"Shall we sit down to eat?" Kiku asked.

"Sure!" Alfred grabbed onto Arthur's wrist and dragged him to the small table next to the kitchen.

"Alfred," Arthur huffed, but sat down anyway. "You are hopeless."

"I think I'm perfect just the way I am," Alfred teased.

"Yes, yes, whatever makes you happy," Arthur rolled his eyes.

"Well…you make me happy," Alfred smiled and Arthur blushed yet again.

"Interesting," Kiku stated. "I will have to write about this."

It kind of sucks, I had a plan for this ending and it was really cute and sweet, but then it died as I tried to write it... Bah, whatever, it was sort of cute and now I'm done! Thirteen weeks in the making with three other stories stealing my attention and I was able to finish it! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and followed! It's very much appreciated!

So, farewell and thank you.

I do not own Hetalia.