Morning came all too quickly. When the lazy American awoke the brit was already dressed and ready to go to work. "Come on you git. It's time to go." Alfred rubbed his eyes and yawned, then got dressed in his bomber jacket and jeans.
The two left quickly to the daycare center. Arthur wasted no time giving out morning hugs to all the children. They loved him. And he loved them.
Alfred took a seat back where he had been just the other day. Only now there was another man next to him. "Brother I found the cheese you want- Alfred! Nice to see you again. This is my brother Basch..."
Alfred nodded to Basch, who in return did the same. "So how are things with Arthur's case?" Alfred stared at Basch. How did he? "I had to tell him Al…. sorry…" Alfred looked at Lili and smiled. "It's alright. And nothing so far…. I don't even know the specifics of the attack. If you want to help you can feel free to ask him about that part."
Lili and Basch simultaneously glanced at each other, blushed, then looked off into random directions. Guess that's a no. Alfred sighed and then looked over at the brit who was being buried under little kids.
Alfred let out a small chuckle as one of the kids jumped on Arthur's stomach, making the brit give an "oomph" sound before finally fighting the kids back and trying to stand back up. Why would anyone target such a man as Arthur? Unless it wasn't planned out and they just happened to see a cute drunk pass by.
During Alfred's thoughts he just so happened to notice something move through the window. He drew his attention to the moving 'thing'.
Before he could get a good enough look the person ran away. All he could tell was that it was a person and they were wearing black. They had also been doing something near the window. Alfred decided to check it out.
Alfred jumped up from his chair and ran out the door. Basch decided to fallow. Once they were both out the door Lili looked over to Arthur who was staring at the door. "Umm…. Someone just stole a lady's purse so they are going to go help….. they'll be back soon…" Arthur nodded and continued trying to escape from the mob of children.
Meanwhile, Alfred and Basch were chasing after the person in the black hoody. There was a gun shot. "Stop right there you bastard!" Alfred looked behind him at Basch, who was pointing his gun at the person trying to run.
"Where did you get the gun from?" Basch smirked. "I always have a gun handy." Alfred nodded and walked up to the man. Once he had stopped and turned around it was pretty clear he was a man.
Alfred walked up to the man. "What's your name? Do you know an Arthur Kirkland? Blonde, bushy eyebrows, British…. Uhh…cute…?" The man started to chuckle. "Arthur Kirkland? So that's his name? Well…."
The man pulled out a switch blade and tried to stab the American. Alfred jumped back quickly but still was a little too slow and so his shirt now was sliced up a bit.
Alfred looked at his shirt. "Dammit! Bastard!" Alfred looked up to find the man gone. Shit. Alfred punched the tree next to him. "You alright?" Basch put a hand on Alfred's shoulder. Alfred sighed. "Yeah…"
Basch and Alfred made their way back to the daycare. Once inside they noticed everyone other than Lili was asleep. The children were all piled up next to, and on top of, Arthur. Who was also asleep.
Basch hid his gun under the counter, and then took a seat and started to drink some coffee. Alfred Sat down and drank more of his coffee.
"How did it go?" Alfred sighed. "Well… I'm pretty sure it was him….. but he got away…" Lili nodded, then gasped. "You shirt! Are you alright! You aren't bleeding are you?" "Hahaha! I'm alright! It didn't even touch my skin! Hahaha!" "Bloody wanker….. shut up…"
Alfred looked over at the very much asleep brit. Lili giggled. "He even fights with you in his sleep." Alfred mock pouted and then smiled at Arthur, who was grinning in his sleep.
"I'm going to take him home now if that's alright with you." Alfred stood up and walked over to the sleeping brit. "Tell me if that guy comes by again." Alfred picked Arthur up bridal style and walked out the door after receiving a nod from both Basch and Lili.
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Once Alfred and Arthur got home Alfred placed Arthur on the bed. After a quick search of the bedroom Alfred shut the door behind him and searched the rest of the house quickly to make sure the man hadn't snuck in.
He hurriedly walked back into the bedroom and checked on Arthur. The brit was still asleep and looked safe and unharmed.
Alfred sighed and sat on the side of the bed next to Arthur. He wanted to protect him. And be his hero no matter what.
"I promise I will protect you and keep you safe… Arthur…" With that Alfred moved a lock of hair out of the brits eyes and left the room.
Alfred started pacing in the living room. What could he do? All the encounter with the rapist had done was give the guy Arthur's name. Now the man could get more information on Arthur. Alfred needed a plan. And fast.
He couldn't even see the man's face since he had his hood up. Alfred was at a major disadvantage. Not to mention he needed specifics still from Arthur about THAT to know how far the guy had gotten and what he was specifically getting charged with.
What an awkward conversation that will be. Not looking forward to it. Alfred sat down on the couch and put his hands over his face.
He let out a sigh and stretched out his arms. "Stress totally ain't my thing…." Alfred stood up and grabbed a container of ice cream and a spoon and started to chow down while watching tv and sitting on the couch with his feet on the coffee table. Good times.
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Arthur woke up in his room and on his bed. It was 9 p.m. and he was hungry so he goy up and walked into the kitchen.
He noticed the t.v. was on and an American was asleep on his couch cuddling with a container of ice cream.
"Wanker…." Arthur got a spare blanket from his room and wrapped it around the American after exchanging the ice cream with a pillow. Arthur smiled. "Good night Alfred." Arthur kissed the sleeping American's cheek and gasped.
"W-w-w-w-wait! I-I j-just! K-k-k-k-kisssed Al! On the cheek! Isn't that illegal! And he's a bloody cop! Not to mention…. A guy! Oh my god…." Arthur dropped to the floor and put his hand over his mouth.
"Bloody hell what have I done?"
Alfred awoke to a tingly feeling on his cheek. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a flustered brit sitting in front of the couch he was laying on. "Arthur? What's up dude?"
Arthur visibly jumped. "Uhh! Umm…. Nothing chap! Well uhh! I'm really tired so I think I'll go back to bed! Hahaha! Night!" Arthur ran out of the living room and slammed his bedroom door.
"Well that was suspicious…" Alfred yawned and scratched his head. Then he noticed the feeling still on his cheek and rubbed it. "That's weird…"
Alfred dismissed the feeling as his imagination and fell back asleep. Arthur was in the other room, trying to do just that.
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Arthur woke up around four in the morning to an American jumping onto him and continuously hopping up and down. Not a pleasant way to wake up. "Bloody hell you fat ass! Get off of me!"
Alfred jumped up and off of the brit but continued to hop up and down. "Artie~ It's an emergency! Your totally out of ice cream dude!"
Arthur sat up. "This was all about bloody ice cream? Go out and buy some then if you need it right this bloody second you git." Alfred stopped bouncing and looked sheepishly at Arthur. "But… Artie… It's scary going out alone at night…. Not to mention I have to stay with you at ALL times remember?"
Arthur sighed. "Then we can go get some at a decent hour." Arthur pulled the covers over his head and laid down. "But Artie~ I need some now~ I'm craving it so bad!"
"Go away." Alfred jumped on the poor brit again and started to tickle him. "Come on Artie~ Let's go~" Arthur started to laugh uncontrollably when Alfred found his ticklish spot. "Haha! A-Alfred! Hahahaha! S-stop hahahaha! I-It h-hurts hahahaha!"
Alfred smirked. "Only if you say you'll come~" Alfred received a teary eyed glare in between laughs from the defenseless brit. "Hahahahahaha! F-fine hahahaha!"
Alfred chuckled pleasingly to himself before letting Arthur go. "Alright! Let's go!" Alfred pulled Arthur out of bed. "W-wait! I need to change first!" Alfred continued to pull the complaining brit. "No way dude! It'll be hilarious for everyone to see you in your tinker bell pj's!"
"I'm only wearing boxers you git!" Alfred stopped and looked back. Arthur was indeed only wearing boxers. They had the United Kingdom flag on them, but they were boxers none the less.
"Ohh… didn't feel like wearing the Tinks last night?" Arthur let out a shaky sigh. "I had a lot on my mind. So I just hopped in bed. Now will you be a dear and let go of my hand?" Alfred did as he was asked.
Arthur put on the clothes he had worn the other day while Alfred looked away awkwardly. "Honestly… how could you not have noticed such a thing when you attacked me?"
Alfred glanced at Arthur before blushing and quickly looking away. "I don't know…" Alfred looked over at Arthur who was buttoning up his shirt while smiling. "Haha… your such a wanker sometimes…"
Alfred grinned. "So I've been told."
The two left the flat and made it to the local grocery store. "Ice cream~" Alfred ran to the ice cream section like a little kid and Arthur fallowed slowly behind.
Alfred grabbed six cartons of ice cream and walked over to Arthur. "Bloody hell! You only need one!" Alfred pouted. "No way Artie~ They are each different flavors~ Plus I don't want to keep coming back every few hours~"
Arthur glared at the insufferable fat ass. "Knowing you it's possible that you might finish all of those in one day…." Alfred smiled. "Yup! Probably!"
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After making there way back to the apartment Arthur sat on the couch and Alfred put the ice cream away before taking one back out and grabbing a spoon.
"Hey Artie! Want any ice cream?" "No thanks." Alfred shrugged and then took a seat next to Arthur and turned on the t.v. Arthur was reading another book. "Hey Artie… What ya readin?" Arthur sighed and put his book down before facing the American.
"Shakespeare…." "Ohh…" Alfred looked down awkwardly at the floor and Arthur continued reading.
Well this is awkward. What kind of straight man reads Shakespeare for fun anyway? Alfred thought for a second. He was gay, but even he didn't read or do any of that girly crap. Must be the dominant one in the relationship.
Wait! Not in the relationship with Arthur! They didn't even have that kind of relationship anyway! Not to mention Arthur is straight….
Alfred coughed awkwardly, receiving unwanted attention from the brit next to him. "Yes?" Alfred looked away quickly. "Uhh… just had something stuck in my throat is all! Hahahahahaha!"
"Alright then..." Arthur looked back at his book and started reading again. Alfred inwardly face palmed.
Honestly. Thinking about relationships with a straight guy who was just raped by a man? So stupid.
"Oh yeah!" Alfred jumped up off the couch. "We gotta talk like for reals dude! NOW!" Arthur placed a bookmark in his book before closing it and placing it gently on the table and then looking up at Alfred.
"What ever about?" Alfred knelt down in front of Arthur and grabbed his hands. "About your near rape. No getting out of it this time either dude! You can either demonstrate it physically or describe it verbally! Which one?"
Author's note: Soo….. uhh… verbally or physically? Physically would be more M rated stuff and idk or it could be a really awkward conversation if Arthur had to describe it with words hahaha… but uhh if it was physically then like ya know… Alfred would be the uhh ya no… yeahh.. so! What do ya think! Please comment and give your opinion~ X3