If you don't like Ameripan, you'll be mostly fine. It doesn't play a big role. But if you don't like FrUK, however, get ready to shy away from this story. It is for reading, all you people who do like the ships! Let's get ready!
By the way, I don't own Hetalia. It belongs to Hidekaz Himuraya(?).
With a sigh, Alfred turned over on the hospital bed. His blue eyes searched for something to do in the room, and he groaned and flipped back onto his back when he found nothing. He wished Arthur would bring him his phone already. Then he could talk to Matthias and play games on it. Grabbing the small bear off his nightstand, he put it on his head, over his eyes.
When the nurse popped in, he sheepishly pulled the bear from his forehead. "Mr. Kirkland's here to see you, Alfred." He sat up on the large white-sheeted bed with a happy grin. He could hear Arthur saying thank you to the nurse outside, and he waited for his older brother to walk into the room
Once Arthur stepped into the room, Alfred reached forward and hugged his brother. "Hey, Arthur. Did you hear the news? I get released soon!" Arthur nodded and pulled away from Alfred
"Alfred, when you get released, you're going to have to stay with Francis at his home. I am too, but just it's temporary, just until our apartments are clean. There was a large gas leak, so most people in our complex are staying away for an amount of time. We're also watching Emily's cat, you know Hero, right?
Alfred nodded in conformation and the visit continued as normal. Before Arthur left, he reached into his pocket and pulled out Alfred's phone. He smiled. "Wouldn't want to forget this, know would you?" Alfred grinned wider, and leaned forward to grab it.
"Thanks, bro!" Alfred did a little dance in his bed. "Now I won't be bored!" He immediately pushed the power button and watched it load up, before settling back in his bed and playing a game. Arthur chuckled before setting the charger onto the table next to him.
ARTHUR
Arthur walked over to his car, smiling at the people he met along the way. "Hello, Ma'am." He said to a lady as he held open the door. She smiled at him, and he continued on his merry way. It was time for work now. He was lucky the visiting time for Alfred didn't interfere with his work hours. If only they could figure out where Matthew was…
Once he was at his gray car, Arthur swung open the door and slid inside. Sliding his phone into his back pocket, the blond started the car and drove to his work. The huge building loomed above Arthur as he parked, and he met Francis at the door. The Frenchman had been waiting for him. "Arthur." He said, pushing open the door. "The team is holding a meeting in room 1A." Arthur nodded in response. Setting down his stuff at the small office room, he gazed around before he left. Same stuff, uncluttered. Yet, his life felt so different from since before the murderer had surfaced. Arthur could only hope that they would find the perpetrator soon
Once everything was set down, Arthur set out at a brisk pace to the meeting room. Pushing open the door, he found Ivan, Yao, Elizaveta, and Francis all talking. They quieted down as he entered the room, and he sat down by the end of the table. Before the meeting started, he pulled out what he had salvaged of his notes after he went to the computer shop.
Soon enough, everyone in the meeting was talking and it was a mess of voices. Arthur was almost at his wit's end and so, he stood up and rapped his knuckles on the wall, very loudly. Everyone stopped and turned to look at him. "Thank you." He sighed, then gathered his notes and moved to the front
"So, we had 6 murders so far, 1 missing persons thought to be connected, and 1 person attacked." Arthur began talking. "We never know who the murderer is going to attack next. None of them are connected, and none of them are the same age. It seems that he just randomly picks them off the street while he walks, and even then, they don't even live near each other." The others were nodding as Arthur talked. "Does anybody have any idea of what we could do?"
Elizaveta raised her hand. "We could search all of the places the murderer struck?" Arthur nodded and grinned.
"Great job!" Arthur began to chatter with the others. By the end of the meeting, Ivan, Yao, and Elizaveta had all agreed that Francis and Arthur deserved some time off because they were working so hard on this case. "Thanks, Elizaveta, Ivan, Yao. So, you'll all be doing your individual ideas, yes?
Ivan nodded, his childish smile growing. "Da." Arthur gathered up his stuff and headed out to the car. Throwing the stuff in the backseat, Arthur could see Francis already leaving the parking lot, having parked closer to the entrance. "Frog." Arthur muttered.
Once he was at Francis's apartment door, he knocked, and the Frenchman opened it. Before Arthur could say anything, Francis opened his mouth. "I need to get you a key. Remind me, alright?" Arthur nodded.
"Sure." He set down his stuff and then went to the bathroom. When he returned, Francis was sat at the table. Francis looked at him as he sat down
"I know they told us not to work, but I have to show you something I found before we show it to the rest of the team. I found a boy who fits in the time frame of the missing person we're looking for. He lives close to here, too. Do you know him?" Francis help up a photo with the name 'Kiku Honda' scrolled below, and Arthur's breath caught.
"Yes, I knew him." Arthur hesitantly nodded. "But Alfred knew him better." Francis hesitated
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but what do you mean?" His eyes were wide with trepidation as he waited for the answer. "How does Alfred know him better?
Arthur sighed. He supposed he would've had to reveal this soon enough. "Alfred is bisexual. Kiku was his boyfriend." Putting his hand on his chin, he watched Francis's reaction. The Frenchman had his eyes even wider and his mouth was slightly open. "Kiku went missing a while ago. Alfred still hasn't gotten over it. He was in love with that boy."
"So, Alfred is bi? I never would have thought." Francis said, stroking his chin. "But we know Alfred wouldn't be the murderer. The boy is much too sweet. So we can dismiss Kiku, right?" Arthur nodded hesitantly.
"I suppose. But remember, Francis, everyone's a suspect. Don't fully dismiss Kiku. Alfred would do anything for that boy. Even murder." With that last word, Arthur got up again and went into the kitchen. Grabbing some crackers, he began the trek back to the living room, but before he could, his chin was grabbed.
"Thank you, Arthur." Francis murmured, before leaning forward and capturing Arthur's lips. Arthur's eyes widened significantly as he relaxed into Francis's grip. Before long, Francis pulled away, and then walked to his room. He called back, "See you tomorrow, Monsièur." Arthur just stood there, holding his crackers in his limp arm.
Just to say, guys, I have no experience in kissing. Thankfully. So that's why it was very brief. Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed.
10:47pm
9/5/15
AutobotCopperShadow
