Placing a hand on his shoulder Arthur gave him a reassuring nod, Alfred took a deep breathe and slowly turned the knob.
"Kalaallit?" Alfred asked as the door creaked open, revealing a sleeping figure laying under a comforter on a queen sized mattress taking up a good portion of the dimly lit room. Arthur and Alfred made their way into the room, both holding their breathe as they approached the bed.
"Nnn..." Kalaallit moaned as he shifted on the mattress, the two countries exhaling as he relaxed. Alfred sat down on the bed, his hand resting gently next to Kalaallit's face burrowed deep in a bundle of covers. Smiling he pulled the cloth away from the delicate face, earning a heavy cough. Alfred watched silently as Kalaallit sniffled his nose before stilling, his facial features relaxing once more. Grinning he gently laid his hand on the flushed cheek, slowly drawing circles along the pale heated flesh. A soft smile appeared on Kalaallit's face as Alfred continued caressing him and leaned in to meet the gentle fingers with his own.
"Dude, this is totally Kal!" Alfred shouted with a grin, Kalaallit coughed and clasped their fingers together tightly as he pulled needingly on Alfred with a whine. His relaxed expression quickly morphing to pained as he scooted closer toward Alfred's stomach, intertwining the soft cotton shirt with his fingers. Alfred covered his mouth while Arthur let out a heavy sigh, walking towards the other end of the bed and softly setting himself down across from the two. Alfred removed the hand from his mouth and wrapped it around Kalaallit's waist pulling him closer into himself as he grazed his fingers over his forehead.
"He does have a striking resemblance to the lad. I don't like that cough though..." Alfred nodded in agreement and scooped Kalaallit into his arms gently lifting him off the bed. Kalaallit shivered as he was pulled from his warm confides and snuggled into Alfred for warmth. Alfred grinned and grabbed a blanket from the bed, wrapping it tightly around the frail body in his arms before turning to Arthur.
"What are you doing?" Arthur asked with sigh as he rose from the bed, arms crossed with a scowl.
"I'm taking him with us." Alfred spoke sternly, his voice lacking his usual radiant cheerfulness. Arthur's eyes widened at the sudden mood change in Alfred, growing silent for an instant before continuing.
"You can't be bloody serious?"
"Dead." Alfred face turned into a scowl as Arthur tapped his foot against the carpeting, Alfred clenched his teeth in annoyance and held back his rage as his tapping fastened.
"Dude, I've looked for Kalaallit for...67 Years! I won't lose him again! A hero doesn't make the same mistake twice!" Alfred yelled and walked out of the room toward the front door.
[A hero shouldn't make mistakes at all...] Arthur huffed and waltzed after Alfred, grabbing his shoulder and forcing him to turn and face him before he could escape the upcoming lecture.
"America! You don't even know if that's really Greenland! He could be some-"
"NO!" Alfred yelled, shaking the hand off his shoulder while backing away towards the door.
"This IS Kalaallit! I-" Alfred stopped speaking and looked down toward Kalaallit when his fingers clenched his shirt tightly, his nails lightly grazing the skin. Alfred sighed and stroked his forehead, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on the sweaty skin. Backing away he replaced his lips with his own forehead, speaking in a soft whisper.
"I promise, I won't make that mistake again." Kalaallit's fingers released the shirt from his grasp and opened his droopy eyes. Kalaallit scarlet orbs widened at Alfred in confusion as he opened his mouth to voice the emotion when a cough forced it's way out of his mouth. The force sending triggers to his head resuming the pounding, Kalaallit winced and threw his arms around Alfred's neck, his breathing turning frantic as his lungs constricted.
"Hurts..." Kalaallit teeth chattered as his eyes closed, Alfred flinched as Alfred's nails dug through the skin of his neck. Alfred ignored the sting and rubbed the shivering male, massaging his back in various areas while using his nails to ease the tense muscles.
"It's okay...Arthur..please..let's just go." Alfred pleaded as he held Kalaallit closure into his body. Their eyes met in a silent argument before he gave into the younger nations command. Sighing he walked past the couple and left the room, heading toward the bathroom. Turning on the faucet he grabbed a wash cloth and thoroughly soaked it in the cold water. Ringing the excess water out he walked back towards the others, who had now moved to the living room. Arthur couldn't help but smile as Alfred cuddled Kalaallit like a mother bear before a vivid memory of France obscured his vision. Shaking his head he approached the two, gently laying the cloth on Kalaallit's forehead, who flinched at the sudden temperature change and grasped onto Alfred. Alfred's face twisted into worry and opened his mouth to speak when Arthur interrupted him.
"Our main goal should be keeping his fever down. If it gets any worst or doesn't improve...we may have to take him to the hospital." Alfred clenched Kalaallit tighter at the mention of the word hospital and bit his lip. Arthur gave him a pat on the back and opened the front door.
"Lets go then...I'll get the car started. When we get in the car check Denmark's economy and Greenland's weather, they could be having a negative affect on him." Alfred shook his head swiftly and sped walked out of the apartment while sprouting ramblings of his 'Hero' nonsense to the Britain, who thankfully tuned them out.
Arthur dropped himself into the drivers seat and shut his door before casting a glance to Alfred.
"Aren't you going to put him in the back seat?" Arthur asked as he watched Alfred struggle to get the seat belt secure around them both. Finally succeeding he grinned and stroked Kalaallit's back,
"Nope~" Arthur sighed and started the car, turning into a side street he turned on the cold are and directed it toward Alfred, who shivered but kept his mouth shut. To the British gentleman's dismay.
"Hey...England?" Alfred asked softly while holding Kalaallit closer.
"Yes?"
"Thanks." Arthur thanked god he was at a stop light as he tore his glare from the road toward the blond, watching his smile radiating off him as he looked down at Kalaallit resting peacefully against him. Arthur turned his eyes back to the road while a traitorous smile invaded his lips.
"Yeah...your welcome.."
Forgive me this took longer than I wanted it to...it's also not as long as I wanted but hey, it's something :D! And OMGS two reviews! That was quick! Thank you so much! I will post shoutouts NEXT chapter! And to answer your question about Kal's little, okay mabye not 'little', partner. He IS a important person in this plot and his identity will be revealed soon...Anyways, thanks so much for reading and please review! Means alot to me! I update faster too, hint hint. (Sorry for any grammer mistakes towards the end, I didn't finishing editing the entire chapter *Nervious laugh*)