Hello, all! Here's part 2! I'm not going to bother with the pairings and the genres and all that because it's all the same as last time…I'll just do the disclaimer for the songs I used last time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I also do not own Another Suitcase In Another Hall/Hello and Goodbye, Don't Stop Believing, Defying Gravity, Bohemian Rhapsody, Never Gonna Give You Up, Que Sera Sera, Everyone's A Hero, or My Immortal. Those are property of the makers of Evita, Journey, whoever wrote Wicked (I'm too lazy to look it up now, but it's not me), Queen, Rick Astley, Doris Day (though I prefer the Pink Martini version), the creators of Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, and Evanescence, respectively. Thank you.

Oh, right. I also don't own Ping Pong, from last time. That's what the movie was~

Damn that's a long disclaimer. Oh, and I hope you remember the key. It's useful.

Winners (got five or more right) from last time: MataHari-Chan (8-congrats!), Chibirisu (5-not bad~), XxKuro-koneko-nyaxX (7! Yay! And I enjoyed that Tara Gilesbe comment)

Anyway, here's part 2~

"ARTHUR!" screamed Alfred from one end of the bridge. He'd ridden nonstop back to Ohio* once he'd heard Matthew read Arthur's note, and just when he'd found him, he was gone, having plunged into the brownish water of the river.

He ran to the spot he'd seen Arthur jump from, tore off his helmet, and dove in after him.

The water was murky and it was difficult for Alfred to see. He swam frantically, searching the water for Arthur. Finally, after several minutes, he found him slowly sinking, almost at the bottom. He grabbed at his arm and tugged him up to the surface.

"Arthur!" he yelled. Arthur didn't respond. Alfred dragged him to the riverbank and started performing CPR. He shouted up to the man on the bicycle to call 911. Soon, an ambulance arrived.

Arthur jumped.

He could vaguely hear someone screaming his name…someone that sounded like Alfred. But it couldn't be him. He was gone.

When he hit the water, his mouth opened in surprise. That was cold. He started to choke as the liquid flooded into his lungs, but soon he passed out.

There is no pain, you are receding…

His head hit something roughly, causing him to regain consciousness, but barely.

A distant ship's smoke on the horizon…

"ARTHUR!"

You are only coming through in waves…your lips move, but I can't hear what you say…

Was that Alfred, hovering over him? He was shouting something, but what was it?

When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye.

Who was that behind Alfred, in the cloak?

I turned to look and it was gone, I could not put my finger on it now. The child has grown, the dream is gone.

The person in the cloak turned around and walked away. Arthur's half-lidded eyes closed. He was…so tired…

I have become…comfortably numb.

When Arthur opened his eyes again, he saw a ceiling with plenty of odd cracks in it. (Some of them formed a rabbit.)** He could tell that he was lying in a soft bed. What had happened, exactly?

"You jumped off a bridge," said a hoarse voice coming from next to him. Oh, had he asked out loud? "Why did you jump off a bridge, Artie?"

Arthur turned his head. Sitting next to him, with his knees curled up to his chest and his head resting on top, was Alfred. "Alfred…?"

"Why did you jump?" Alfred repeated. "That's not like you. Why didn't you just wait? Then you could've yelled at me all you wanted!"

"You said…in your note…"

"I wasn't talking about you. I said 'those who ground me.' I meant the people who always thought I could never amount to anything. Not you."

"I…I'm sorry, Al."

"You should be." Alfred unfolded himself. "I'm going to go call Matt and tell him you're okay. I'll be back in a few." He stood up and made his way toward the door.

"W-Wait!" cried Arthur. "Wait, wait, wait!"

Alfred turned around. "What is it?"

"A-Are you really coming back?" he asked.

"It'll just be a few minutes—"

"I meant back home."

"I…"

"W-Well, before you go…I want you to know all that you were, and the sound that you make when you move. Before you leave…I need you to see all that you mean. You would hardly believe it."

Alfred walked back over to Arthur's bed, bent down, and softly touched his lips to Arthur's. "You don't think I'd believe it, huh?" he whispered.

"It's just…this is how I feel. Listen."

Alfred smiled. "Well, I can't pass that offer up, can I?" He kissed Arthur again and left the room to call Matthew.

Several days later, Arthur was good as new and he and Alfred had put the entire incident behind them. The bridge incident, that was. "I can't believe you'd have the gall to just leave like that! I mean, really!" He quaffed*** more of his drink.

"I said I was sorry!"

"Ooh, you're sorry. I want proof."

Alfred, got down on one knee, startling Arthur. "What are you—"

"Babe I love you! I really love you! Babe I need you! I really need~ you! Babe I wa~nt you, I'll always wa~nt you! Babe I love you babe I love you babe I love you, oh!"

Arthur blushed furiously. "Don't do things like that in public!"

"Okay, how about this? If you're the bird, whenever we pretend it's summer, then I'm the worm! I know the part is such a bummer—"

"That's worse!"

"Uh, what about… Oh, Arthur, you've acted stupid, you've—"

"NO."

Alfred stood. "You've forced my hand." He stuck said hand out. Arthur took it slowly, and was immediately pulled into Alfred's chest. Alfred winked at the bartender, who he'd paid quite a sum of money to play that song should the need arise.

"Tonight's the night we'll make history~ Honey, you and I~ 'Cause I'd take any risk to tie back the hands of time~ And stay with you here tonight!"

Arthur's entire face, including his ears and part of his neck, went red. "You can't be—"

"I know you feel these are the worst of times! I do believe it's true~! When people lock their doors and hide inside~! Rumor has it it's the end of paradise~ But I know…if the world just passed us by, baby I know~…I wouldn't have to cry, no no!"

Suddenly, everyone in the bar had a lighter out, and they were waving them and singing along. "The best of times~ are when I'm alone with you! Some rain, some shine! We'll make this a world for two!"

"Y-You're a git," muttered Arthur as he and Alfred swayed.

"Am I a forgiven git?" asked Alfred teasingly.

"…Yes. Fine."

Everyone present cheered, and started chanting things ranging from, "Kiss!" to, "Propose!" (from the girls) to something very risqué from a group in the corner that sounded more like a long and vulgar set of instructions than a chant.****

Alfred gladly did all three of these things. In order.

"I just had sex!"

"What the—"

"And it felt so good~!"

"It's three in the morning!"

"A woman—"

"HEY."

"Sorry, man—let me put my penis inside of her—him!"

"You're not going to stop, are you?"

"I just had se-e-e-ex!"

"I'll take that as a no."

"And I'll never go back!"

"Wait, to what?"

"To the not-having-sex ways of the past!"

"Oh. Okay. Can I go back to sleep now?"

"That's barely any of the song!"

"Too bad."

"But I—"

"HALF A BEE, PHILISOPHICALLY, MUST IPSO FACTO—"

"NO THAT SONG CONFUSES ME FINE I'LL STOP."

"Goodnight, Alfred."

"Goodnight…"

*Apparently, he's manly, though I don't know why. Ohio, that is.

**Anyone get it? Anyone?

***Anyone who can tell me what this word means gets 20,000 Catfish points. (Once I figure out what those are.)

****Hey, Elisabeta! Hey, Kiku! I didn't see you guys there! I'm sure Alfred appreciates your yaoi expertise.

AN: Have you ever had sex? I have, it felt great! It felt so good when I did it with my penis! Just kidding, just kidding. I am a virgin girl. Judge me all you want for that.

REAL AN: So, there we go! There's the end to that songfic! I actually don't really like writing this kind of songfic (in my mind, there's two different kinds—this kind, and the kind where you base it off of a song), I really prefer the other kind, but this was actually very fun.

I'm writing one of the other kind right now, actually, for all of you Princess Tutu fans out there. The song is The Scientist, by Coldplay…and it's Fakiru…I'm sure you can guess the plot now. Or not. I don't know. Anyway…

There were eight songs in this one too! Will you guess them all for me like last time? One of them you should know if you've read all of the previous oneshots. Most of them had the title in the song. It shouldn't be as hard as last time. But in case you forgot, Sauron is watching. He'll know if you cheat.

Well, thanks for reading!