Arthur was once again greeted by a group of kids at the door. The second he got there he had his hands full. Alfred walked passed his friend being tackled by fifteen children and took a seat next to Basch at the counter.
Lili took a break from trying to stop the kids from attacking Arthur and started making coffee. "Hello Alfred. Would you like any coffee?" "Yes please!" Alfred grinned and gave a thumbs up sign.
"So... Do my sidekicks have any information for the hero?" Alfred managed to whisper even though he was dying to scream out 'I'm the hero!' he held back. Basch glared at Alfred and thought about arguing before remembering he was dealing with an American.
"No. We haven't seen him since you were here." Alfred sighed dramatically and put his head down on the counter.
"We have no leads at all~" Alfred started to swing back and forth on the chair he was sitting on. Lili coughed awkwardly. "Did you…. Already get the umm… information… you need about the incident?" Alfred eyes widened at the memory of yesterday.
"Y-yeah! D-d-don't worry about it! Hahahaha! Uhh! Hey did you see that movie Lord of the Rings! That's some scary ass shit! Hahahahaha!" Lili giggled and Basch started arguing with Alfred about the Lord of the Rings not being scary.
"Artie! Tell them Lord of the Rings was scary!" Alfred turned to Arthur for help but was ignored since Arthur was preoccupied getting kisses stolen from him by little kids. "Hahahaha… h-hey! S-stop you guys!"
Alfred stared silently until one of the little girls kissed HIS brit on the LIPS. "Get off of him now!" Alfred ran up to them and dug Arthur out from under the pile of kids. Once he successfully retrieved the brit, he held onto him protectively and glared at the kids on the floor.
"Mine." The children who used to be on the verge of tears started to giggle. Alfred stared confused until one of the little girls tugged on his pant leg. "You two are lovers aren't you? Hehe"
The children started jumping up and down and chanting 'lovers'. Alfred and Arthur looked at each other and blushed. Arthur started to squirm so Alfred let him go.
Arthur tried to calm the kids down. "No… we aren't like that… you see? We can't both be daddy's now can we?" The kids stopped jumping and chanting. It was silent until one kid said what they were all thinking. "You're the mommy Arthur…"
The room broke into giggles as Arthur fell to the ground in utter shock and defeat. "M-mommy?" Alfred slapped his back and stated laughing triumphantly. "Hahahaha! That makes you the girl then huh? Hahaha!"
Arthur slowly stood up and glared at the American. "Come. Here." Alfred started to back away. "Hahaha… I'm not THAT stupid! No one will come near an obviously pissed dude! That's just STUPID! Hahahahaha!"
Arthur lunged at the American, successfully knocking both of them to the ground. Arthur started to choke Alfred but stopped when he realized there were kids there.
"Uhhhh….. mumsy and popsy just had a quarrel is all! Hahaha… everything's fine!" Arthur glared at Alfred. "I'll kill you." Arthur stood up and started to tell the children a story about his 'magical friends' while Alfred laughed nervously and sat back down next to Basch.
"You really shouldn't do things you know will piss him off. Unless you have a death wish." Alfred laughed as Basch remembered the last time he had pissed the brit off. Not good memories.
"You don't have to worry about me!" Alfred stood up and did his hero pose complete with the grin and thumbs up. "Cause I'm the hero!" Lili giggled and Basch just rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
The door to the day care opened and a dark haired, brownish green eyed Italian walked in. "Hey! Who's the cop bastard?" Alfred walked up to the angry Italian. "That's me." The boy glared at Alfred. "Some shit head gave me tomatoes and so now I have to give you this god dammed letter. Take it shit head."
The Italian chucked the letter at Alfred and then steamed out of the day care. "For me?" Alfred walked back over to Lili and Bash. He gave a quick glance at Arthur, who didn't even seem to notice the Italian with the letter even came.
Alfred opened the letter.
Dear Cop,
It is I, the criminal you are looking for. But I am willing to offer a trade. A compromise of some sort. I am willing to take you instead of my lovely British friend Arthur. Of course it is hard to give up that beautiful face and body but… I think your just about equal and if you give in willingly then it's all the more fun. If you would like to agree with these terms and offer yourself over Arthur, then meet me at the old abandoned high school. Room C233. And don't call any of you cop friends or the deal is off and I will continue to chase after Arthur until I get what I want. Well then, see you soon.
-Yours truly
Alfred read over the letter again and again. The old high school. Room C233. Alfred chucked the letter at Basch. "Don't. Tell. Anyone. I can take care of this." Basch read over the letter before handing it to Lili.
"You aren't seriously going through with this are you?" Basch sounded concerned for the American. "Please don't do this Alfred! We might be able to catch him still…." Lili looked pleadingly at Alfred. "Relax dudes! I ain't gonna do anything stupid! I'm a cop! I just wanna have a little chat is all! But don't call the police or he'll run away."
Lili and Basch nodded before Alfred ran out the door and into the streets. He knew what he was doing. He had to save Arthur no matter what.
Alfred would gladly sacrifice himself for his love any day. He was a hero after all. Alfred ran up to the old abandoned school. Oh how he hated scary abandoned buildings. There could be ghosts all over it. Or poisonous spiders. Or both!
On the second floor of the old building Alfred noticed the man in the black hoody waving at him. Alfred couldn't stop now. He was so close.
Alfred ran into the building with determination. Trying not to think too much about the spider webs that were all over the place. Or the smashed up furniture that was in the way of the halls that he had to jump over.
He finally made it to room C233. He was ready for what awaited him on the other side of the door. He could handle it. He's a hero so it should be no big deal, right?
Alfred opened the door cautiously and stepped in. "Umm… hello?" As soon as Alfred was inside the room the door closed behind him. "Ahh! OMG THERE REALLY IS A GHOST!" Alfred heard a chuckle from the other side of the room.
The room was empty. Everything had been removed from it. Everything except a chair that was sitting in front of a large pole in the middle of the room. The pole was probably for plumbing or heating, so this room was probably just a rather large storage room.
In the corner of the room a man walked out of the shadows and over to the chair. He placed one hand over the chair and sighed. "I assume this means you agree with the conditions?"
Alfred took another step toward the man. "Yes….. I sacrifice myself for Arthur." The man chuckled again. "Good. Now, come and sit down on this chair so that we can get started." Alfred slowly made him way to the chair. "For Arthur" Alfred mumbled at each step he took.
He finally made it to the chair and took a seat. "Good. Now raise your arms." Alfred did as he was told. The man handcuffed Alfred's hands behind the pole.
"Now…. What's your name ?" Alfred let his head hang. "Alfred F. Jones" The man smirked before leaning down and whispering in Alfred's ear. "Well then Alfred F. Jones, want to know my name?" Alfred lifter his head and looked at the man. "Why would you tell me your name? I'm a cop. I could look you up and track you down. Unless… you're giving me a fake name?"
The man laughed. "That is… you would do that when you get home right?" Alfred didn't like where this was going. "….Yeah…" The man chuckled again. "That is… IF you even go home in the first place." The man broke out into a fit of laughter and Alfred looked terrified.
"That wasn't part of the compromise!" Alfred glared at the man. The man still had his hood up, but you could tell he was amused.
"That's where your wrong, Alfred." Alfred looked confused. "You are taking the place of your dear love Arthur, am I correct?" Alfred nodded his head. The man smirked. "Well… After I was going to rape him… I was going to kill him."
Alfred stared at the man with disgust and shock. "K-kill him?" The man laughed again. "Why of course! And now since you are saving your dear Arthur's life, you are the one who has to die in his place."
Betrayed, scared, these were some of the many emotions Alfred felt at that moment. He had to save Arthur. But he didn't want to die. But if he died to save Arthur… then it would be worth it. He still wanted to tell Arthur how he feels about him before he dies. Alfred still wants to kiss him, embrace him, love him, everything.
Arthur was his first love, kiss, and a few other things…. Alfred blushed and put his head down again as he thought about it.
Then Alfred imagined Arthur's smiling face. He was willing to die for him. But he also wanted him to know how he felt about him. He wanted him to know that he sacrificed himself because he loved him, not because it was his duty or because he was the hero.
Alfred knew it was now or never. "F-fine… I accept. Do as you please." Alfred shut his eyes closed tightly. The man chuckled and removed his hoody.
Alfred looked up as the man revealed his true identity. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. His hair was short and his skin was tan. "The name is Sadiq Annan." Alfred stared at Sadiq. Turkish? Or something else?
"Sadiq…. Where are you from?" Alfred was curious and since he was about to die he might as well ask. "I'm from Turkey." Alfred nodded. He was right.
Sadiq sat on Alfred's lap. "You know… I don't particularly like American's all that much." Alfred tried to squirm a little bit as Sadiq started to give him a hickey on his neck. "And why is that?"
Alfred wanted to prolong thins as much as possible. He hated being touched by this man. He would much rather be touched by Arthur. Alfred blushed at the thought of being touched by Arthur, until he was brought back to reality again by Sadig sitting up and looking into Alfred's sky blue eyes.
"They're so obnoxious… and annoying." Alfred glared at the Turkish man on top of him. Alfred loved America. He wouldn't be in England right now if it weren't for his parents moving there when he was 16.
He loved there food, there insensitivity, there obliviousness, the flag, the freedom, everything. From the people to the country itself. All of it. He was just glad there were McDonalds everywhere in the world. He wouldn't know what to do if there wasn't at least that.
Sadiq got up off of Alfred. "Well, I say it's about time we start don't you?" Alfred tilted his head to the side. "Weren't we already starting before?"
Sadiq chuckled. "That was the warm up." Sadiq kicked the chair out from under Alfred and Alfred came crashing down onto the floor. His hands still tied behind the pole. "Now let the games begin."