Hi everyone! Just to let you know that I will be continuing with the source of names I found on Google for the Hetalia character's human names, and apparently Austria's is Roderich and Japan's is Honda. Correct me if I'm wrong and enjoy! ; )
A couple of days later, with the help of Francis, Arthur had the courage to explain to Alfred that he was going to have frequent appointments with a therapist, and why he needed a therapist to help him deal with his addictions.
"I just… really hope I can still work here – if I can. I have come to be very fond of you as a boss and Francis as a friend t-type thing. But if you need to let me go, I understand." Arthur said with his head held low.
Alfred, however had tears swelling up in his eyes and practically glomped his British employee. Some would say that Alfred's behavior as a manager was rather untraditional, but everyone in the office who worked for him had grown accustomed to his eccentric ways.
"Oh, Iggy. I could never fire you. You color cote my mistakes with pretty highlighters, you clean my desk with that lemon scented spray that I love so much, and your hair is fluffy."
Francis shook his head. "Arthur color codes your papers." He sighed. "Alfred, are you a five-year-old trapped in a man's body?"
"Yes." Answered the American with pride. "Arthur, I've always known you were going through something. But… I want to help you and be your friend, too."
Arthur hugged his friend in return. "I'd like that very much."
"So… you and my buddy Francis have been becoming very close, haven't you?" Alfred suggested with an implied wink.
"What is that supposed to mean?!" Asked the now hot – headed Frenchman. However, he offered Alfred a smirk of his own. "After all… I hear you've been spending quite a lot of time with Honda lately… got something you'd like to confess? Come on, we're all friends here?"
Their manager's face heated like a furnace. "H-hey! I am your boss, and I demand respect!"
Instead of teasing his boss about it, Arthur decided to join in on the discussion with a different approach. "Aww, you guys are cute together, Alfred. Are you two really dating? I'm happy you've found someone."
"W-we're n-n-not dating! Yet…" Alfred added under his breath.
Francis flipped his hair behind his shoulders and shrugged. "That's adorable. The Usual oh – so – dominant Alfred Jones getting all embarrassed over a little crush. You really are priceless."
The Brit squeezed his flustered friend's shoulders. "Ah, I'm sure he likes you. After all, you guys spend so much time together. You're always showing him around town, and he even invited you over to his place. Which is super rare for his character."
"Quick, Honda's coming this way!" The curly – haired blond shouted as he grabbed Arthur by the collar and dragged him to the next room.
"Ah, Alfred. I'm glad to have caught you here." Greeted the Asian in an ever-so-smooth and fangirl worthy voice that just made Alfred blush and swoon head over heels.
"H-Honda!" Gulped the man in question. "Good morning! Oh, I m-mean afternoon! Ah, anyways, it's nice to see you."
"Likewise." Agreed Honda, always so cool and collected. "Anyways, want to do lunch?"
The American's deep blue eyes sparkled and he quickly took up his crushes' offer. "Okay! I'll drive and pay." He stated rather shyly.
"He really is growing up, isn't he?" Asked the Brit, who was currently being crushed by Francis in a cramped room. They had the door open just a peak so the two spies could catch a glimpse of the most awkward yet awe – worthy conversation they have ever seen their manager stuck in.
The poor thing kept stumbling over his words, and his face was hot and flushed.
"You're too good to me, Alfred. At least let me do one or the other, I'll either drive or pay."
"Too late!" Alfred shouted as he pulled his car keys out of his pocket. "Looks like I'm driving today, but you can drive another time!"
Hours later, the two new roommates lounged on Francis' enormous leather couch to catch up on some day time talk shows, with a cup of tea in their hands made by none other than Arthur. Although, their relaxation soon came to an end as the front door was swung open and crashed into the opposite wall.
"HE BROKE UP WITH ME!" Shouted Francis' albino friend as he came running over to hop on the couch. He may have had no idea who Arthur was, but that sure didn't stop him from pouring his heart out. He continued his story.
"Okay, so it was the last night on what was supposed to be on our most romantic cruise ever, and he says he can't be with me anymore because apparently I'M high maintenance! I can't believe Roderich would do that to me! ME! We've been going steady for two years, but I guess that means nothing to that bastard!"
"Gilbert! Calm the fuck down!" Barked Francis as he grabbed hold of Gilbert's ear and held him down until he calmed himself. He kicked and screamed for a few moments, but his temper subsided as Arthur patted the strange man on the back.
"It'll be all right, Gilbert." Encouraged the green – eyed man. "It sounds like he's a dick who was just stringing you along."
"Oh, he's a dick all right!" Piped the German. "I even told him that! That dumb asshole is Austrian, so I told him to look at the map because his home country looks like a wiener, and that is exactly what his stupid face looks like! He's a big, hideous, walking stupid wiener!"
"Real mature, Gil." Francis commented with a sigh. Apparently, it seemed that the blue – eyed man was used to Gilbert's dramatic reactions to just about everything.
"He deserved it!" The albino continued as he buried his face into Arthur's leg and had a good cry. "Apparently he doesn't care about all the awesome stuff I've ever done for him. A-and in bed… I do this thing with my finger he always liked – "
"Gilbert! We do not talk about sex with new friends! It's different with me and Antonio, but Arthur here is a gentleman and I will not have this!"
Gilbert sniffed. "You don't care about me."
"Non, non, mon ami. I care about you quite a lot. Here, come sit next to me and Arthur, we'll make you some tea and you can tell us all about it."
Arthur chuckled. Sure, Francis could come off as a dick sometimes, but when it came down to it, he had a heart of gold and cared quite a lot about his friends.
