A/N: So many beautiful reviews. You guys really do like my story! ;A;
You are all wonderful. And so here is the chapter you all asked for and got exited for: Artie's confession.
This is officially my longest chapter yet, and I worked hard to make it longer for your (the readers) enjoyment. :)
Oh, and I'm totally excited because I'm getting a drawing tablet for Christmas! I ordered it the other day, I can't wait to use it.
Anyways I'll shut up so you can read the chapter... Right after I write the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HETALIA OR THE CHARACTERS IN IT. Seriously, I'm not sure why we have to put this on a fanfiction site. Rules are rules though.
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I was going to confess.
I still had around an hour before Alfred's lecture was over, so I immediately started planning every little detail out. And I do mean every little tiny detail. I was going to make sure that this went exactly according to a set plan, without any chaos.
First up was the "where". Where should I bring up such a delicate subject? He would probably bring it up himself; he was the one who started this whole mess to begin with. So I hatched a small plan. I would procrastinate on telling him until we reached the park walkway. It was a gorgeous pathway inside a park on the way back to Alfred's. The trees were a vibrant green and vivid, colorful flyers lined the path. It was the perfect place to stop and tell him how I honestly felt.
I paced the library, mainly remaining in the "Romance" section. Book titles flickered past my eyes. Romeo and Juliet was the first one to catch my attention, and I laughed under my breath. A tale of forbidden star crossed lovers. Ironic, want it? I just silently hoped my tale would not end quite so tragically. I sighed, running my index finger along the books spine, lost in deep thought.
"Oui Arthur~ Where is ze American Alfred?" Francis' voice sent me jumping 10 feet into the air- well ok 10 feet may be a slight exaggeration. The fact of the matter is he scared me out of my wits. Romeo and Juliet fell to the ground, and the French blonde bent over to pick it up.
"Ah, ze tale of ze star crosses lovers; beautiful but tragic amour~." He handed the book gently back to me.
"Yes that is the general plot of /Romeo and Juliet/. Alfred is in his advanced physics lecture. Why do you need to know?" I asked curtly, wishing to return to planning my confession. I hadn't even come up with what I was going to say to Alfred yet!
Francis raised an eyebrow at my overly-annoyed tone but shrugged it off and ignored it completely. "I needed to speak with him is all. His brother is returning from Canada soon and we are planning a party to welcome him." He smiled fondly at the mention of Alfred's brother (Oh gosh, what was his name again? I just couldn't remember) and I vaguely remembered Alfred mentioning that his brother and Francis were dating.
"Well his lecture is over in about... 45 minutes. However I need to talk to him as well," I stated as I glanced up at the clock to see how much time was remaining. Afterwards I decided to put Romeo and Juliet back up in its place on the bookshelf. I didn't need their tragic tale to help me confess my feelings.
The long-haired blonde became instantly interested. "Oh, why do you need to talk to Alfred? Is it a matter of amour~?" He asked, only smirking as my face grew red.
"N-no of course not..." I denied quickly, but I knew the Frenchman could see right through my little fib. I wasn't exactly discreet when it came to my feelings. I blush far too easily for a man.
"So I was correct. You do have feelings for ze handsome boy you now live with. How interesting. Arthur, things may go better zen you now believe. Zat is all I can tell you." He smiled at me as I stared at him, completely puzzled. What did he know!?
"I should be going. I'm meeting Antonio, who is bound to bring Lovino, and Gilbert for pizza. I wish you ze best of luck. Tata~" And with that, he turned away and left me completely confused in the middle of the "Romance" section of the library.
After a few moments I returned to my senses. Stupid French, distracting me from my precious planning time. I only had a half-an-hour to work with now!
I sighed, waking over to a table and sitting down. It was time to figure out how I was going to confess.
I figured it should be simple, and gradual. I can't just blurt it out to him- that's the stupidest thing a person could do. Instead I would drop a few hints, and then finally reveal that it was in fact him that I loved. He was the one I had fallen from heaven for, and the reason I was on Earth once again.
After letting him know that (without all the sappy extra stuff of course) I would wait patiently for a reply. I wouldn't lose my cool, and I most certainly won't try to stop him if he leaves me. I'll just be very sad. Depressed. Crying once he's gone out of sight...
Dear heavens what am I thinking!? I need to remain positive for this to work out in a controlled and rational manner.
I decided to run the plan over once more in my head to make sure I had everything planned out perfectly.
To start off I will wait outside Alfred's classroom to meet him, and then we'll begin our walk home. I'll distract him until we get to the gorgeous park walkway where I will stop, and tell Alfred I'm ready to reveal who it is I like. I'll drop a few subtle hints: a big nerd, sky blue eyes, tall, blonde, ect. If he doesn't understand then I will tell him that it is him, and then I will wait patiently and calmly for his reaction and reply to my confession.
My plan was flawless And my anxiety was finally getting to me as the time approached. Both hands shook lightly with nerves and my heart rate had picked up dramatically.
The time was almost here. I should probably go meet Alfre- "Hey dude, what were ya doing all alone in the library!?" Alfred was practically shouting in the library, and once again the abrupt interuptance to my thoughts sent me jumping slightly into the air. Alfred was "shushed" by many of the students in the library, as well as the librarians themselves.
"Sorry~!" Al whispered loudly to everyone in the library, and then he grabbed my arm without any warning and dragged me out of the library and into the busy school hallways.
I rolled my eyes, fixing my red tie when Alfred finally released my hand. "Hallo Alfred, you do know you don't have to be so abrupt." I rubbed my arm where he had grabbed me. Despite his scrawny appearance, Alfred was actually incredibly strong.
He chuckled, "Sorry Artie I was just excited to talk to you is all. You've gotta tell me who you like now!" He flashed a brilliant white smile at me. It was time to initiate my flawless plan.
"Well Alfred can't we do it on the walk home?" I asked politely, already slowly inching my way in the direction on the door.
"No way dude! You gotta tell me now."
Wait what? Shoot. Well there went my plan.
"Erm... Could we at least do it somewhere more private?" I gestured shyly to the large amount of people surrounding us.
"Fiiine. Come on, to the back of the school." He grabbed me by the hand this time, walking at an incredibly fast pace. I stumbled as I tried to keep up with him- until finally we were outside by the back of the school. Alfred released my hand and looked at me expectantly.
"Well, we're in private. Please tell me Artie? You promised!" Alfred whined, resting up against the red brick wall of the school. I sighed, already feeling the blood rushing into my cheeks.
"Well, he's really smart and handsome. He's got sky blue eye-" Alfred cut me off.
"I don't care what he's like until I know this dudes name. Come on Artie. Spit it out!"
"What if I don't want to?" I questioned, getting annoyed.
"Too bad! A promise is a promise!" He smirked, knowing I couldn't argue with that logic.
"The mood isn't right!" I protested, crossing my arms.
"Why the hell does the mood have to be right!?" He questioned brashly.
"You really are daft aren't you?" I mocked, rolling my eyes. How had he not gotten it yet?
"I'm not daft! WHO IS IT!?" He was shouting now, demanding me to tell him at the top of his lungs.
I honestly had no intentions to answer him, but I suppose I had become so enraged and caught up in the argument to think rationally.
"IT'S YOU, YOU BLOODY MORON!" I shouted, and then quickly clasp both of my hands over my mouth. That was not supposed to come out. And certainly not in that fashion.
For a moment Alfred stood there in a shocked silence, and I turned to leave. I had already faced enough embarrassment for one day; I had absolutely no desire to experience any more than was necessary.
A hand rested on my shoulder, stopping me from walking away. I turned around slowly, meeting Alfred and looking up at him. For a moment his sky blue eyes locked with my emerald ones. Though they were shielded by his bulky frames they were still a beautiful sight. I loved his eyes.
Suddenly, I could no longer see his eyes, but instead I could feel something plump ad moist against my lips. It was a kiss from Alfred, a wonderful kiss that made my mind go blank. His soft pink lips were cautious, and it took me a moment before I kissed him back. But in that moment I felt as I had back when I had wings and was flying through the sky. I felt absolutely invincible, and happier than I had ever been before.
Our lips stayed locked for a few moments more before he pulled away. His face was bright pink, and his eyes remained locked on the concrete we were standing on. "S-sorry... I probably should have warned ya..." He mumbled softly.
I couldn't help the small smile that made its way onto my face. He was adorably shy and sweet. (Although my face was much redder than his was.) "Don't worry about it. It was a good way to get me to stay. I was afraid... Afraid that you were going to reject me." I admitted sheepishly- earning a genuinely shocked face from Alfred. His eyes narrowed in disbelief, before seeing clearly written on my face that I was dead serious.
"Are you kidding me? Dude I've had a crush on you ever since I found you passed out in the park." He confessed, smiling that giant smile of his. It never seemed to be far from his face.
"Well, I did fall from heaven for you, so I do believe that puts you in my debt." I smirked lightly, but a genuine smile was obvious behind it.
"Well, I suppose I better start paying you back." Alfred laughed cheerily as he took my hand gently; interlocking his fingers into my own.
I had a feeling that this would be the start of something great.
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A/N: Alfred F. Jones: Screwing up plans since 1783.
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