"You take a shower now; I-I think I'll just take one at school." Alfred said letting go of Arthur and lifting him off his lap.

"Um, okay… I won't take long so just wait for me downstairs…" He looked at the ground.

The blue eyed teen nodded and moved to the door to go get dressed. Alfred went to his room and shut the door; he slid down the door to the ground. He lightly touched his lips; that kiss had felt like the sweet one he got while he was asleep… Did that mean that he had been dreaming about Arthur? No… That wasn't it; he hadn't ever kissed him, well up until now he hadn't. So then why did that feel so familiar? He sighed and went to get dressed, so that he could drive the two of them to school. He was still extremely confused about his feelings and Alfred had no clue what it meant that he had liked kissing his best friend. He pulled his white t-shirt over his head slowly before pulling on some jeans and finally his aviators' jacket. Once he was dressed, Alfred went downstairs to wait for his friend. Sitting on the last step Alfred heard the water shut off and then Arthur came out wearing a pair of dark blue jeans holding his shirt.

"Hurry up dude… We're going to be late." Alfred murmured trying to look anywhere but Arthur's chest.

"Yes yes I know that you wanker." He walked down the steps slowly, pulling on his shirt.

Alfred stood up and watched him, "Dude you're going to fall."

"Shut up, I won't! I'm not like you." Arthur said.

Stepping down on what he had thought it was the last step -yet he still had two more to go- he surprised himself and fell forwards, he couldn't even catch the railing for his shirt was in the way. Alfred's eyes widened and he moved to catch his friend; Arthur landed on him causing them both to fall to the ground, again.

Alfred groaned loudly, "What's with you and falling on me today?" He asked grinning.

"You could've just let me fall… You didn't have to try and catch me." Arthur saw some red on the floor and his eyes were so wide, plates would've been jealous.

He tipped the boys head to the side causing the American to wince. He had cut the back of his head on the fall… It wasn't bad enough to go to the hospital but Arthur wasn't about to let him go to school. Even if it was the first day back; they could always catch up. And knowing Alfred he would hurt himself more if Arthur left him alone.

"We're staying home today…" The Englishman sighed.

"What; why?"

"You're bleeding all over the floor you wanker! Why do you think?"He asked sarcastically.

"Really… I didn't even realize. So then why are you staying home? Is it cause you love me~?" Alfred asked grinning.

Arthur shook his head, "Would you rather I go to school?" He asked getting off the boy and going to the door.

Alfred grabbed his leg tightly, "Please stay; I don't want you to go Artie."

Arthur blushed when he said that; turning to look at his friend he sighed, "I wasn't actually going to leave. Knowing you, by the time I got back you would've broken a bone or two. I'm going to go call the school."

Before he went to the kitchen to get the phone he bent down and wrapped his arm around Alfred's waist. Straightening up he half dragged the taller boy to the couch; placing him there he told Alfred to sit there and watch some TV. He slowly walked to the kitchen and called the school saying they were sick but that they would try to be at school tomorrow. Arthur sat down at the kitchen table; thinking about what had gone on since just this morning. He and Alfred had kissed… Well it was probably to stop his movements and it had worked. Even so it had felt great kissing the boy while he was awake.

"Artie, did you call in for us?" The dirty blond called from the living room.

"Ya I did…" He shouted back.

"Then come here!"

He groaned and got up moving towards the living room again. Once he got there he looked at the couch he had left Alfred on and saw he wasn't there. Worried he looked around the room; looking for his American friend. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye before being tackled and falling back onto the couch. His attacker came down with him with a thump; landing on the couch he started hitting the man on him.

"Hey Artie calm down it's just me." Alfred laughed from above Arthur.

"I-It's just you…" He stammered, "D-don't do that you git! You scared me…"

"Sorry Artie I didn't mean to." He leaned down pressing his face against Arthur's neck.

"Is this why you called me in here you dolt?" Arthur asked blushing deeply.

"Well since we aren't going to school today and my hair is messed up. I wanted to know if we could have that shower now. And the water should be good now. I mean it sure took you a while to call the school." He laughed

"Why would I have to join you? Can't you take one by yourself?"

"I'm still a bit tippy from when you fell on me."

Arthur winced, "I-I guess… But it won't be a long one okay!"

"It will only be as long as my normal showers."

Alfred got up off of Arthur and pulled him up as well. Arthur sighed; Alfred said that like his showers were short… Whenever he was in the bathroom, he was like a girl almost when it came to his hair. He would spend hours if he could; just improving his looks so he could pick up girls. Right cause Alfred liked girls… Not guys. Another sigh, why did he even like the American? I mean he could be extremely bossy at moments and Arthur always had to go out and get new alarm clocks for him.

Al saw that Arthur was deep in thought and grinned thinking of a way to get him out of it. He wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him close. Arthur gasped and his eyes widened, "W-what are you doing?" He asked.

"You weren't talking to me and I was lonely…" He said looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

Arthur sighed, "Well we should go up and take that shower now Alfred."