Once A Father, Always A Lover

Chapter 2

Hello everyone! I'll be putting the warnings for each chapter in each chapter. I also said I would put all of the warnings in this chapter.

Warnings: Rated M for USUK, possible slight UKUS in the beginning, slight shota, incest, sexual themes, relations between 2 men, there also may be violence and harsh language, most of these things will be in later chapters and I will give you a heads up beforehand.

~The next morning~

Arthur woke up to loud wailing. He sighed and looked at the clock sitting on his nightstand; 6:42 am, he groaned and rolled out of bed. He had nowhere to put the baby so he left him in the basket by his bed, he had been quiet throughout the night until now, at least it was morning.

He looked down at the baby which continued to cry uncontrollably. "I would assume you are hungry, God only knows the last time you were fed. Now then, what do babies eat? Milk I would assume." Arthur leaned down and picked him up out of the basket, the baby ceased with crying and went to hiccuping. "I suppose I will have to go shopping for you hm?" Arthur carried him to the kitchen and set him down on the floor. "Stay there, I'm going to heat you up some milk." He stepped away to rummage through the cupboard for something similar to a bottle. He really would have to go shopping after this.

After searching for something like a bottle, he managed to find a child's sipping cup, he sighed in relief and cringed at the same time. "I have no idea where this came from." He quickly rinsed it out before making sure the baby was still sitting there (he was) and poured some milk in the bottle. Arthur sauntered over to the microwave and put the bottle in for 30 seconds.

He turned around only to grab quickly onto the counter to keep from falling forward on top of the baby which seemed to make him stop crying for a moment to laugh at Arthur's almost fall. "Oh yes indeed, so funny!" He growled through his gritted teeth. Now glaring at the baby whom was giggling, he turned around just in time to hear the timer. Arthur popped the microwave open and took the cup of milk, checking it to make sure it wasn't too hot to give to the baby. He offered the milk to the baby which took it and began to drink happily, spilling half of it out of his mouth. 'Great, I suppose I will have to clean that up.' Arthur looked at the baby. "Hm, I wonder if you have a name, all I know is that you are a boy and a brat. But I am your father, it's obvious actually because you look just like me, well minus the blue eyes." Arthur rambled on to himself and the baby, who had finished eating and was playing with the cup, completely ignoring Arthur.

Arthur snorted and turned away, only to look back at the young child. "Now I wonder who your mummy is, although with your big doe eyes and that attitude, I think I have an idea of who she is." Arthur let his mind drift into a flashback.

Flashback:

"Artie! Hurry up!" A young woman called out to him from downstairs. "I shall be down in a moment love." Arthur had just turned 17 and had just gotten away from his horrible family, he was now living with his young girlfriend in a new house. The house wasn't much but it was a home to them both.

He walked down the stairs dressed nicely for an evening dinner with his love, Amelia. She was a pretty young girl with a saucy attitude but a kind heart, the fire in her blue eyes could cook you alive. "There you are, took you long enough!"

She had lived in America for quite some time, she moved to London for hopes of a fresh start and to get away from certain people. She was young and naive at the time. Arthur had met her while at college, they had gotten along nicely. Neither of them knew anyone else and Arthur knew she had feelings for him, he wanted to make her happy and he knew if they had each other, they would make it work. They had gotten together and equally used their money to buy a tiny house so they could live together.

Arthur loved her, he truly did but as the months passed by, she began to suspect that he did not love her the way she wanted him to. "Are you ready to go love?" He smiled at her through his messy blonde hair as she looked at his attire; a sweater vest again. "Arthur, do you always wear those stupid vests? They look...weird." 'They make you look like a homosexual' is what she wanted to say but she held her tongue. Arthur knew what she meant, he frowned and looked at her. "They do not, it is perfectly proper for a gentleman as myself to wear such attire." He assured her. Amelia didn't buy it. She rolled her eyes but let it go. She knew how stubborn Arthur is. "Let's go then Artie, we'll be late if we don't hurry up!" She grabbed his arm and led him out of their house.

They arrived at a nice little restaurant a few minutes later, the lights were dim in this little place and the food was expensive. A prefect place for their dinner date. Arthur and Amelia walked up to the registration booth, they held hands happily. The man at the booth looked up at them. "May I help you?" The man appeared to be bored, his elbow haphazardly propped up on the booth. Arthur glanced over at Amelia then looked at the man. "We have a dinner reservation for two booked at 7:15 under Kirkland." The man pulled out a book and looked for the name, he gave them both a glance. "Ah, Mr. Kirkland, right this way." He led them into the dining area to the left, right to a table that sat by a fancy window. "Here you are and here are your menus, the waiter will be right with you." The man quickly walked away while they both took their seats.

"This is quite lovely, the atmosphere is very calm." Arthur commented as he sat. Amelia nodded to him in agreement, she didn't care much for the fancy restaurants but she knew Arthur did so she dealt with it.

The waiter arrived after two minutes, waiting for the two of them to order their drinks. "What can I get you two to drink today?" Arthur took a look at him and smiled. "Hello, I would like a cup of Earl Grey, no cream, and three lumps please." The waiter nodded politely. He looked over at Amelia, asking her what she wanted. "I'll have a diet coke please." He jotted it down on his notepad and walked away. Amelia looked over at Arthur to see him staring out at the direction the waiter walked. "So what are you getting to eat Artie?" Arthur snapped out of his trance and looked at her. "I do not know yet love, let me look." He quickly picked up the menu.

She rolled her eyes and picked up her own, looking through the various dishes they had. Arthur flipped the page absentmindedly and saw a dish that appealed to him. Old fashioned fish and chips, he quite liked that and decided he has not had fish and chips in a long while. "I think I would enjoy some fish and chips at this time." He announced out of the blue. The comment jerked Amelia out of her trance, she looked up from her menu to look him and smiled. "That's great, I uh, I'm getting the steak."

Just a few minutes later, the waiter walked back with their drinks, setting them down in front of them. Arthur ordered for them both, feeling as if it was the gentlemanly thing to do. They chatted quietly to themselves until the food arrived, causing them both to take on silence in favour of their meals. They both finished about the same time, paying for the bill at the front booth before taking their leave.

During the car ride home, a topic had been brought up. It had been on Amelia's mind since she noticed it. She looked over at Arthur who was looking out the window. "Arthur, back in the restaurant, when the waiter walked away, you had been staring at something, what was it?" Arthur looked at her surprised. He replied quietly. "I must have been staring off into space, nothing more than that." He tried to end that conversation, knowing exactly where it was going. They had been down this road many times. "But your eyes looked so concentrated, as if you were staring at something that was moving." Arthur looked away, he felt like a trapped animal. "Let it go Amelia, it was nothing." She glared at him and raised her voice a bit louder. "How am I supposed to know what's going on with you Arthur? You're always staring off in the direction of a man! Do you like staring at them?" Arthur was starting to feel nervous, as if he was being pushed to the edge, this had been happening lately. "Amelia..." Her glare turned into worry, concern and horror. "Arthur...are you gay?"

His nervousness turned into anger. He didn't mutter a word for a good five seconds. "I don't want to discuss this...that is enough." He gave her a look that made it clear to her. She felt numb as she looked away, not knowing how she should feel. Then sadness began to fill up inside of her but she held back the tears. Arthur felt awful for yelling at her. They sat in silence the rest of the ride.

When they arrived home, Arthur quickly made his way into the bedroom, quickly dropping onto the bed and falling asleep. A soothing voice saying, "I'm sorry..." was the last thing Arthur remembers hearing before falling into a deep sleep, not knowing that he would wake up in the afternoon and be all alone, also not knowing the one that has left him was pregnant with his son.

It will be continued soon and I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. :)