Ahhh, I'm so sorry this took forever my job keeps me busy. :c Anyway I hope you like this chapter I tried my best, truly I did. ;o; I'm still no expert at writing fan fiction but I hope to get better along the way.

The hallways always have mindless chatter resounding in them whether it was from a new rumor circulating or just talk between friends, to the frantic footsteps of students trying to make it to class before being late was now all nonexistent. Well besides the exception of two people's footsteps and a loud angry voice echoing through them.

"Why didn't you bloody wake me up sooner you git!" Arthur snarled as he rubbed his gloved hand against his cold cheek.

"Haha, it's your fault for falling asleep it's not like I took that long anyway."

"You took more than Bleeding 15 minutes!"

"Whatever, it was probably your time of the afternoon to take your nap old man."

"Wh-who are you calling an old man! I'm only a year older than you, you git! Arthur yelled as his cheeks burned up in the anger of being call old because he certainly was not old! Arthur proceeded by taking a swipe at the annoying American.

"Awe, look at you you're all flustered now, how cute." Alfred said smiling as he easily caught Arthur by the wrist before he could hit him.

"Did he just call ME cute..?"

Well at least his cheek wasn't cold anymore.

"What did you just say?" Arthur said as he stopped walking.

"Oh shit." Alfred thought.

"Ahhahaha,...What are you on about? Are your imaginary friends whispering things to you again?" Alfred said hoping Arthur would get mad and drop the previous little slip of his.

"They're not imaginary! puff is very warm and little Mint is very friendly! They keep me company when I'm lonely and are very caring I'll have you know!"

"Besides returning to the topic from earlier how long does it take to run and get your bag from your locker? Aren't you the almighty all star quarterback? Or is that crap of a fatty food you gobble down every day finally taking a toll on you?" Arthur smirked as he noticed the flinch Alfred made at his comment.

"McDonald's if not crap! It's delicious and full of goodness!"

"Oh yes it's quite full of fatty goodness if I may say. Actually is it me or have you gained a few pounds?" Arthur said poking at Alfred's stomach to emphasize his point.

Alfred stood agape.

"I'm not fat! It's all muscle!" He whined.

"Whatever you want to call it love." Arthur shrugged as he continued walking.

"That will show you for calling me old."

Alfred puffed up his cheeks in displeasure.

"T-thats's not cool you know Arthur! Making fun of someone as good looking as me. You know how many girls wished they could go on a date with the awesome me?" Alfred boasted

Something tightened in Arthur's heart as he heard those words spoken. Sure he knew there were indeed a lot of girls who would do nearly anything to go out with Alfred. He's not naive, he hears girls lovingly speak of Alfred and their love for him in class, in the hallways, heck even at football games.

He knows he himself is not any way near good enough for Alfred affection...

Yes, he, Arthur Kirkland the fuckin president of the student council was in love with the cocky American. He had long ago left denial and accepted his feelings for him. Even if he knew those feelings were simply one sided and never had a slight chance of being returned.

"And you know I might even go out with one of them just to show ya I'm not fat and unattractive, I mean I bet they'll much better company than a unbearably stuffy and bitter guy like you. Hmph, actually you're probably just jealous 'cause I'm so damn likable, and have hordes of people after me unlike you."

Arthur tightened his fists and turned around to face Alfred in the eyes with burning anger.

"Then why don't you bloody fuckin do it! See if I give a damn if you let some girl hang on your arm with false love and adoration rather than have someone around who will give you actual companionship!" Arthur yelled as he grabbed Alfred by the collar of his beloved bomber jacket and pulled him down to meet him at his level.

"And don't you dare speak of me as if you know everything about me. Last time I checked I never told you anything about my love life. So don't conclude shit by yourself, how the hell do you know if someone hasn't confessed to me? Sure it not be several people that are after me but don't take me as someone who hasn't been in a relationship whether it has been serious or not."

That didn't sit right with Alfred, other people were interested in Arthur, other people have been with Arthur.

"Oh and for you information you git I never forced you to hang out with someone as unbearable as me! You're free to leave any bloody time you wish, because I most certainly don't need some idiot like you pestering me all the time! You always distract me, and cause problems for me!"

Arthur said as he let go of Alfred's collar and pushed him back.

Hurt and anger flashed through Alfred's sky blue eyes as he stumbled back but was completely missed by Arthur whom was just beyond pissed.

"So that's how you feel huh?" Alfred said with a low voice trembling slightly.

"Damn straight that's how I feel!"

"Fine if that's how you feel our friendship ends here and now then!" Alfred yelled back refusing to let his voice crack.

"Hahaha." Arthur laughed with bitterness as he placed his hand over his eyes.

"I wonder what took so long...this blow out was bound to happen at one point."

"Well I guess we're lucky it just happened now then so we wouldn't have to suffer with each other anymore...and you know what I'm glad! That way I don't have to deal with your shit of an attitude anymore." Alfred said as he walked past Arthur and headed out the door of the academy slamming the doors.

Arthur backed up against the wall and let himself slip down and began letting the tears he was holding in roll down his face as sobs wracked his body.

"...Stupid Alfred...bloody stupid feelings..." Arthur continued sobbing as he pulled his knees to his chest until his sobs died down but the tears continued to fall.

He finally let himself calm down and get to his feet to stagger off home with a heavy heart.

He knew what would help him remedy his ailing heart. Some warm beer would do the trick.

Alfred made it home in record time secluding himself in his room immediately not even bothering to say he was home to his brother whom had been waiting for him.

Matthew did not ask any questions, he didn't need to, to know his brother was in pain over something. He caught a glimpse of drying tear streaks on Alfred face as he had tried to rush past him.

Matthew just held his polar bear plush close to his chest and hoped that whatever was wrong was remedied soon because it was painful to see his brothers smile replaced with a a expression etched with sadness. Maybe he should consult Gilbert tomorrow at school to see if he knew what happened. The albino always seemed to know what was going on in the school after all.

It was simple to say that Alfred felt as bad if not worse than Arthur. He let his big mouth ruin his friendship with his best friend and the person he loved. He should have stopped the fight right from the get go rather than fueling it. Alfred couldn't help responding so harshly knowing that Arthur thought of him as such a burden and the possibility that he had other contenders for Arthur's affection.

He really didn't mean anything he said back there. Sure Arthur could act like a unbearable pain in the ass sometimes with his old man tendencies and constant insults but that's who Arthur was. Alfred wouldn't change a thing about him. what others saw a imperfections in Arthur, Alfred would just say it was one of many cute points.

Like those large eyebrows Arthur had that everyone would mock suited his boyish face just right. Those emerald green eyes were beautiful and captivating like miles of grassland. His unruly sand blond hair that looked like he hadn't even bothered to brush when he woke up in the morning shined in the sun. His accent was absolutely sexy and Alfred had to keep himself from giggling like some girl when it got thicker at certain times.

But now there Alfred was sitting on his bed with his heart clenching painfully in his chest. Thinking over the events that happened just moments ago in his mind.

"I promised I would make Arthur smile more, make sure he'd never be alone and be happy. But it seems I managed to do the exact opposite of that in a matter of seconds... I left him there alone, sad and definitely not smiling. What kind of hero am I?" Alfred whispered to himself as he let a fresh patch of tears stream down his face.

YOU left me, sweet, two legacies,-

A legacy of love

A Heavenly Father would content,

Had he the offer of;

You left me boundaries of pain

Capacious as the sea,

Between eternity and time

Your consciousness and me.

By Emily Dickinson

Poor Arthur and Alfred, but I couldn't help but put some angst into this story. Things have to get worse in order for them to get better at some point, right? But don't worry this will be a happy ending and I'm not sure yet but I might raise this rating up later to M. (But I'm sure I'll fail at smut so we'll see.) Also I couldn't help but reference that poem by Emily Dickinson I've always loved that poem after reading it and it seemed to suit the mood.

Also on a reviewers request I will put some slight PruCan in my story. c:

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