Lovino's words had been plaguing Arthur's minds, slowly driving him to the brink of madness, the more he tried to not think about it the more he did. He hadn't thought about Alfred breaking up with him until that point, honestly he actually never really gave their relationship much though until now. Now these thoughts and worries were keeping him up at night, making him toss and turn in his bed, tugging at his hair, chewing his nails.

Antoino's mindset was still in a state of depression and his room mates anxiety ridden behavior could not be registered on his radar of importance. Arthur began to drink a bit more while he was at home, trying to get his nerves to relax and to get this thoughts away from what he believed to be a unavoidable break up. Arthur began to wonder if he should just end things himself before he dug his grave to deep to crawl out of, but he couldn't stand the thought of it, so in the end he kept digging deeper. Lovino had no idea the damage he had caused, and with his current mood, he would have hardly cared even if he did know.

Rum and whiskey sat on the counter, their bottles empty and dry. Arthur stared at them, the room felt like it was rocking back and forth and he was rocking with it, his face flushed and his eyes feeling strangely sore. Antonio emerged from his bedroom, his hair a tousled unkempt mess and his face unshaven. Seeing his roommate in the drunken state he grabbed his cell phone and took the keys. He was in no mood to take care of a emotional drunk like Arthur, it was no longer his responsibility, so he sent Alfred a text simply telling him to come over.

Knowing that Alfred would be here to take care of Arthur, Antonio got in the shower and shaved before getting on clean clothes. He slid on his coat and went to walk out the door. "Where do you think you're goin', you can't just leave me here all pissed now can ya." Arthur said or at least that what Antonio thought he said, his word were far to muddled together and slurred to be understood. He gave a sigh, he didn't want to answer but he knew Arthur would only have a tantrum like a spoiled toddler if he didn't.

"I'm going to see Lovino." He said leaving it quick and simple. Arthur place his head down into his arms and moaned.

"Are you sure mate? He did dump you after all, maybe its best to leave the kid alone." Again his words where mushed together, making it hard to understand, Antonio was literally taking guesses at what he was saying. He's see him during his darkest times, at his drunkest, his lowest, he knew his guesses were damn near close to being right. Still he had no response to him on this matter. He was in love with this 'kid' and he wanted him back, but he knew better, Lovino wanted to be a adult before he wanted to get back together. Antonio feared that by then Lovino would out grow him and his love would be given to someone else. If it came to take he didn't know if he would be ready to let go. All these thoughts worried him and only caused the heaviness in his heart to swell up painfully.

Antonio opened the door letting in a chilly wind. "Alfred's coming over to watch you, drink some water and try to sober up a bit before he gets here. You don't want him seeing you like that do you, try getting something clean on." He said and walked out leaving a key to the apartment under the welcome mat so Alfred could let himself in if Arthur was unable to answer the door. Arthur stumbled to the ground when he stood from his seat, his legs were like limp noodles unable to support his weight, he crawled to his bedroom and over to the closet. He undressed himself with some difficulty, he couldn't seem to get his pants off. Naked and cold he just stared at his clothes and sat there, he was shivering but instead of grabbing a shirt he took the comforter from his bed and wrapped it around himself as he stared at his closet.

Drunken action never make sense when you look back, but in the moment there is no flaw to your logic. He was cold, so naturally you would get a blanket when cold. Alfred let himself inside after his knocking went unanswered. He called for Arthur as he wondered around the apartment, it wasn't that big so he found Arthur in a matter of seconds. "Hey why are you sitting on the floor. Come on let's get you into bed. You have to sleep this off." He said and knelt now beside him.

It took Arthur a moment to realize it was Alfred beside him. His eyes watered up and he released the comforter to wrap his arms around his younger boyfriend. The blanket stayed bunched up around his waist, but Alfred already figured that he was naked down there as well, after all Arthur's pants were over near the dresser. Distracted by everything Alfred didn't even hear that Arthur was talking. It wasn't until a warm tongue slipped into his mouth that his attention was regained. Arthur leaned into him with all his weight, wrapping his arms around him. Alfred lost his balance and flopped backwards onto his back, Arthur still right on top of him kissing him.

The strong flavor of spiced rum filled his mouth. Alfred carefully pushed him off. His whole face was red, he and Arthur have kissed before but it was never like that. Arthur kissed him while drunk and naked. Alfred blush only became worse. "Alfred...what's wrong? Are you mad at me...do you hate me?"

"Hey now don't talk like that, what gave you the idea that I hate you? Arthur wait don't cry, you've just had a bit to drink that's all." Alfred said reaching out and taking Arthur's hand. Although this didn't stop the tears it did seem to comfort the drunk a bit.

"Don't be kind to me...I'm to old for you...just look at me. I'm a fucking old bastard, its only a matter of time before you get smart and leave me like your friend left Antonio. Lovino said so!" Sobbing and sniffling made him hard to understand. Alfred could make out what he was saying but just barely, he didn't understand where any of this was coming from, he didn't know how to make him feel better.

"Hey you've seen my grades...you know I'm not smart. I love you and I'm not about to leave you. Screw Lovino, he's just upset, don't take what he said to heart." Alfred told him trying to wrap the blanket back around him, but Arthur embraced him in his arms, with a hold so tight it was as if he would never let go. Ignoring his bare skin against him Alfred hugged him back. Arthur kissed him, it was soft at first, still unsure in everything, but it deepened when the kiss was returned.

Arthur leaned into him, taking the back of Alfred's head in hand the other positioned its self on the floor to try and keep his balance. He wasn't thinking he was just acting, he kept kissing him. Alfred's neck was met with soft little smooches and quick light bites. Arthur could feel his heat though his sweat shirt, he could sense the red in his face, he heard the sudden take of breath. Alfred was still young and he was still shy, but he was a athlete so naturally he was competitive even with his lover. He took him in a kiss, one much deeper then Arthur had given him earlier, the kisses he left on his neck were bigger, the bites leaving behind evidence of him being there.

With his heart pounding within his chest he leaned back, he wanted to go further, every inch and every part of his whole being did not want to stop there. But still there was the age difference between them and it didn't feel right to do this while he older boyfriend was emotional and drunk. His throat felt dry, the palms of his hands were getting cold and wet with sweat. With out saying a word he yanked a jumper off a hanger and pulled it over Arthur's head. Avoiding further kissing, he helped Arthur into some clothes and he placed him on his bed.

Going into the kitchen he rubbed the blush from his face and pinched himself on the arm as hard as he could before getting Arthur a water to drink. He stayed by his side until Antonio returned. He heard him walk inside, not saying a word, Antonio went inside his own room and Alfred could hear him try to muffle his screams and sobs. Alfred looked over at Arthur, who had fallen asleep, before getting up and walking to Antonio's door and knocking.

Sniffling Antonio looked up from his pillow, he wiped the tears from his cheeks and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Go away!" He yelled once he felt like his voice wouldn't snake or crack.

"Please just let me in...please?" Alfred asked and the inside of the room was quiet for a while. The door opened and Antonio walked back to his bed and crawled inside. Alfred walked inside and Antoino though he was going to get a emotional heart to heart, what he got however was a scolding. "You need to get your fucking act together, I know you don't want to hear a damn thing I have to say but you're going to listen to me! You are making Lovino feel like fucking shit, you need to stop acting like the world has stop spinning and put on a brave face. At least when you are around him. He wants to grow up and be a type of man you can count on, mature, so stop making him feel like he made a mistake. Lovino is working hard so he can be the man he thinks you deserve! Well you don't fucking deserve shit, you're just being a big baby, grow up yourself or he's going to out grow you. I'm his best friend and if you hurt him again I swear I'll knock your god damn teeth out" Alfred warned and Antoino stared at him with wide eyes.

"You loved him once right, how were you able to act normally around him"

"By being his friend...I was fine with being just that with him, yeah getting rejecting hurt like hell but at least I could still be friends with him. Being with him like that was better then not being with him at all. So be his god forsaken friend, watch him grow up, and wait and see if he returns to you. There's always a chance that he won't but you gotta be willing to take it. Now I'm going home so watch Arthur." Alfred said and turned to walk out the door.

Antonio stared at him. "Did Arthur ever tell you that we used to date?" he asked and Alfred stopped inside the door way.

He didn't see how the question was important. "Yeah of course he did. He didn't want me finding out on my own and getting the wrong idea."

"And did you tell him about how you used to feel about Lovino?"

"Yes." Alfred said and left. Antonio sighed and rolled over to his side and tried not to think about the verbal lashing he just received. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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Hey everyone, long time no see. A friend of mine was telling me how she was talking on face book (I think) with a Prussia role player (I think I can't remember really) and that they read this fic and well they asked her to tell me to update. So here you go Prussia role player this is to you. Sorry its not a Gilbert/Matthew chapter.

But I got two jobs now and plans to move in June. But I do plan on updating this again, so don't worry I'm going to start the next chapter tomorrow. I can't wait for things to star going in my left, I mean I'm finally have a goal to work for, to keep me motivated. I'm the happiest I've been in a while. I write when happy so that's good news.

Well please review, I've been getting very little lately and it's kinda making me feel a bit bad about the fic. So please review you guys it would mean a lot to me right now.