(ALFRED'S POV!!!)

Hamburgers don't always work as stress relievers. It was annoying to find this out so late, but there I was, still stressed.

"Why the hell do I love him so fuckin much?! It can' be because of his attitude… that I could live without… or is it? I don't even know anymore! He's a total grouch!" I threw my arms up in exasperation. "What the hell is wrong with me!?" It was then my alien, Tony, walked through the door to my bedroom.

"What's all this racket Alfred? I'm TRYING to play my video game…" Tony plopped on my bed, looking at me, "something bothering you?" I swear… aliens can be nicer than humans sometimes.

"I'm in love with him and I don't know why." Tony sighed.

"Him again? Arthur probably likes you back for all you know… get over yourself and call him up." I gave him a sad smile.

"I know I should… but… after what I did to him I don't blame him if he's mad at me… or hates me…."

Tony grumbles, "Well, you wont know till you call and I wont get ANY peace till you call so here." Tony levitated my cell phone into my hand, giving me a look that said call him or I'll eat your brains for lunch. I gulped and dialed the number, putting it to my ear. It rung for what seemed like hours before Iggy answered.

"Hello?"

My hands started to shake and I gulped. "H-hey Iggy…"

"Oh, it's you… what do you want you git. I'm busy." He wasn't really in a good mood, I could tell, but Tony would have fried me so I continued.

"U-uhm… there's something I've been w-wanting to tell you… for a long time…" My palms got so sweaty that I almost dropped the phone.

"So? Spit it out Alfred."

"Well… I-I.. I like you a lot Iggy.."

"You l-like me?" He sounded a bit sad.

"Y-yea.. U-uhm… a lot… I l-love you…" My heart pounded in my ears, almost bursting from my chest. I had my eyes shut tightly as well.

"Yea… Right… stop playing pranks on me bloody wanker…"

I panicked, he didn't believe me! "I-Iggy! I'm not! P-Please believe me…." There was a nice sized pause before he spoke again.

"A-Alfred… I swear to god… H-How can I believe you? Y-you left me…"

That was a low hit, but I recovered quickly, my hands were shaking worse at this point and my voice had started cracking. "Do you even know why I left?"

Iggy scoffed, "I bloody better know… you hated living with me and the taxes were hell." I swear I heard him roll his eyes through the phone.

"Iggy that's only like… 1/3 of the reason… not even 1/3..." I heard Iggy sigh, and then something that sounded like springs, probably sitting on his bed.

"Ok… go on…" I took a breath to calm myself.

"I was always alone… you'd come once or twice a year… frankly it sucked… second of all I realized I loved you…. N-not as a brother… I wanted to be able to protect you…. You always said I was to weak… I-I wanted to be someone you could be proud to call your b-boyfriend… n-not brother…" I swallowed, my throat was suddenly very dry. I heard Iggy take another breath.

"R-really?" It came out as a sort of squeak.

"Y-yes.. Really…" I shut my eyes tight, even though he wasn't here I could feel him contemplating it.

"C-can I come over?" I opened my eyes, my voice filled with worry.

"U-uhm.. Yea sure.. You're always welcome here…" I heard a click and then the dial tone; he didn't even say goodbye…