1 Month earlier:

When the song ended, I strode up to the man and wrapped him into a comforting hug. He was reluctant at first, before nervously copying the gesture. I smiled.

I'll take the pain away from you, you will be painless.

Alfred P.O.V.

Striding happily into work, I dressed up in the uniform I had begun to love, before walking down the long hallways that no longer felt as gloomy as they used to. It had been a few weeks now since I had started to truly enjoy coming into work and rumours started to spread that either I had become an insane sadist, or I had found myself a girl. It was neither, in fact, it was because the doctors here had permanently set me to a certain patient. This was because the patient could never be handled as well with any other nurse. That patient was of-course, Mr. Arthur Kirkland. Walking towards the familiar door, I knocked- before letting myself in and with the usual greeting of: "Good Morning, Artie!"

A new day started.

"Hello Alfred." Said Arthur, already dressed and sitting on his bed.

Since I made that secret promise to Arthur, he hasn't experienced any pain. I'm planning to keep it that way. Slowly our relationship increased and Arthur now even calls me his friend.

"Do you miss your friends, Artie?" I asked casually, leaning back on the bench, looking up at the clouds drifting slowly across the sky.

"What friends?" The Briton replied nonchalantly, sitting with his leg crossed over the other, I found it cute how feminine he could be.

I glanced over at him with concern, before saying: "You're a nice guy, surely you had lots of friends."

"If I had, they would have probably taken a little time out of their schedule to come visit me- had they cared."

I hummed, my eyebrows deepening into a sad frown.

"So you don't have any friends... That's strange."

"I didn't say I didn't have any friends, I said I didn't miss them." Arthur corrected quickly.

Sitting up slightly, I studied his face.

"So you do have friends?" I asked, confused.

Arthur's face reddened, before replying:

"Well... Y-you're my friend, aren't you?"

Yes, I was his friend. I was glad about it too, but I always felt my heart drop a little whenever I heard it... I'm not sure why. I mean, I do like being his friend, right? Wrong. I don't know why I deny my feelings, I love this man.

"So are you ready to go to breakfast?" I grinned, holding out my hand.

"As always." He mumbled, accepting the hand. Walking out the door and making our way down the corridor, I couldn't help but let my smile drop. Why? I should be happy to have Arthur as my friend... But I'm not, I'm greedy. I want him as something more.

"Alfred, are you okay? You're being awfully quiet." The voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Haha, sorry. Just me zoning out!" I laughed, rubbing the back of my neck.

Arthur clicked his tongue in annoyance, before replying:

"Day-dreaming like that will get you killed, idiot."

I chuckled embarrassed. "Sorry, I'll be more careful."

"I do worry about you sometimes, you muppet*."

Finally, we got to the cafeteria door... It seemed like such a quick journey now.

Arthur P.O.V.

"Privet podsolnechnik-Artur!" I heard the familiar childish voice, come from in front of me. I knew who it was of-course, but if I didn't... I'm sure I could tell by how much Alfred's grip tightened on my hand.

"Hello Ivan, how are you today?" I asked, stepping back on the American's foot behind me, purposefully and heavily; resulting in a wailing, hopping mess behind me.

"Owww~ Artie! That really hurt." Alfred said through- what was obviously - pouted lips. I chose to ignore him, so I could listen to the Russian in front of me.

"Khorosho, in-fact; I got a cute, new nurse!"

Hm, who's sparked Ivan's interest this time, thankfully they can take the attention off of me and-

"Y-yiwan-" a new voice panted. "Don't run off like that, aru!"

"Sorry Yao-Yao~ I was just talking to Artur here!" Ivan replied.

Yao? You don't mean...

"Ar-tur, who...?" I could just hear the shock as Yao's voice trailed off.

"Hello Yao..."

I felt small arms wrap desperately around me.

"Damn it Ā sè, this is where you've been, aru?"

"It's nice to see you again too, Yao." I smiled sadly, as the other's fists clenched my sweatshirt.

"You know each other?" Alfred finally asked nervously, breaking the silence.

I nodded, still hugging the smaller man.

"We used to be friends." I responded, gently stroking the man's hair- still as long as I remember it, maybe even longer.

"We still are friends, Ā sè." I heard the Chinese man mumble, against my chest.

I paused for a little, before deciding I should probably explain in more detail.

"Me and Yao were in the same orphanage, we were never adopted before the others- well, until Yao was adopted by a nice Japanese family."

"I can't believe I'll be leaving you, Ā sè..." The little dark-haired boy whispered, laying beside me.

"I can, you're so cute Yao! No wonder, you got adopted." I replied happily, despite the pang in my heart.

Yao visibly blushed, before sadly muttering:

"You're so much more mature than me Ā sè, despite me being older than you, Aru." There was a pause. "Ā-āse, can I sleep with you tonight... Since it is our last night together?"

I smiled painfully, and pulled the Chinese boy into a cuddle.

"I'll miss you... Brother Ā sè." He mumbled, before drifting to sleep.

Sighing, I turned to look to the ceiling.

"And me you, Yao."

"Ā sè, you look so much older now- Aru!" The older man said, obviously trying to switch the subject. I complied.

"I wish I could say the same for you, Yao." My lips curling into a kind smile.

Yao stopped at this, he must have been staring at my face in shock. I probably should have let him know in a nicer way.

"Ā-a sè, you... You-" The Asian man stuttered helplessly. I understand, Yao could finally see his childhood best-friend/brother but I couldn't see him after all these years, how much he's grown.

"H-how...?" I could hear the sadness in that voice, if my heart wasn't already broken enough, that would be another piece shattered.

I bowed my head, my hair falling lightly forward onto my face. "Car crash... They- They couldn't restore my sight."

I felt soft fingers come up to stroke my eyelids.

I heard Yao give a shuddered chuckle... Oh no, he was crying. I always hated when Yao cried, I would give anything to make him happy.

"It's funny, aru. Despite not being able to see, your eyes are still as beautiful as they used to be." He whispered, before I felt him remove his hand from my skin.

"I'll see you around... Brother Ā sè." I heard Yao say, before he turned to leave, I heard him drag Ivan along.

"A-ah, bye Artur!" The Russian yelped.

There was an awkward silence between me and Alfred, before I heard him whisper-scream in frustration.

"What is it, Alfred?" I asked.

"Heh... We missed breakfast again."

"Damn."

...

Walking outside, we sat down at the usual bench and chatted. Most of the time, it was me asking what the sky was like that day, or what sort of shapes of clouds were there, but today we were interrupted by another nurse rushing over to us shouting.

"Eh, Arthur had a visitor today?" Alfred said in shock. "I didn't check, because nobody usually comes, and Artie wasn't expecting anyone!"

"Well he did," shouted the angry nurse. "And he better come quickly because the visitor is getting very impatient!"

And with that, I got dragged by the unfamiliar female nurse down an unknown route. I'd never been to the visiting rooms... And I was still in shock, who is visiting me?

"Here he is!" Said the woman, pushing me urgently into the room.

Steadying myself, I glanced around unseeing, before nervously asking:

"Hello, who is here?"

There was a long silence before a voice cut through that silence, and into my soul, ripping me to pieces.

"A-ah... Bonjour, mon cher."

What got me through this update? Replaying the same songs over and over. For the start part it was Young Volcanoes - Cover by ThatJennyBee and then for the last part Meg & Dia - Monster DotEXE Dubstep Remix. Honestly, I don't know why, but when I replay songs with the right beat for the setting, it works so well. But for people that are bound to ask : NO, THIS WILL NOT HAVE THE TEA LOVERS PAIRING. Yao and Arthur have brotherly-love, which is weird I know because they supposedly hate each other in the actual thing whatever, but I just thought this fit so well. Tell me, do you want Rochu? (I don't read Rochu because Artie is my bae, but I'd like to try it) I had a lot on my mind writing this... Like the weird stalker I have seemed to have gained on twitter. If you would like to put an idea into what happens in the next chapter, just leave it in a review, and I'll be sure to consider it. I get blocks a lot, so you guys would help a lot!

*Muppet - It's basically English slang for (stupid, silly, idiot). You use it when you want to say "You muppet!" You're basically saying: "You stupid person!" but I find it nicer than saying that, as muppet sounds kind-of cute.

Translations: (Researched these -not using Google Translate, that sucks-, so I don't know if they are correct. Let me get my point quickly across, I learnt French for about 4-5 years, not the rest of these languages.)

Privet podsolnechnik-Artur : Hello Sunflower-Arthur

Artur: Arthur (Russian)

Khorosho : Good

Yiwan : Ivan (Chinese)

Ā sè : Arthur (Chinese)

Bonjour, mon cher. : Hello, my dear.