Sesi: so I originally put this last chapter. But I decided not to. So tough noogies. Well love y'all and that I have to prepare for the ball. Oh and I have something to say. I don't really pay attention to the grammar I do however make sure I'm using the right To-two-too and there-they're-their, as well as then and than. These mistakes bug me. I'm also pretty good at spelling. Thought y'all should know. Change it then pm it to me again if you want and I'll fix it. I really wish I didn't have a life so I could spend all day on this, but as it stands I can only write a couple words at a time so screw grammar. Oh and I stabbed myself in the hand with a pencil so this is especially slow going. Ah and some slight twilight bashing in this chapter. Ok just Kristen Stuart bashing.
Alfred woke up with Arthur holding him in a hug the vampire being completely asleep.
Alfred really didn't know what to think about the whole ordeal. Should he let himself get turned into a vampire? What about Matthew? His mother? What about them then? Alfred sighed and rolled over in the vampires arms to stare a certain somebody's thick set of caterpillars they called eyebrows. Really they are quite gorgeous, snaking a hand up between their pressed bodies he found they felt good too. Soft and silky.
And then there's Arthur's wide, expressive green eyes. When he was angry they became dark, blackish even, when he's in a better mood- for Alfred was not sure he had seen him happy yet- Alfred's pretty sure they are like a peridot or emerald. Eyes for for a king.
And his name. King Arthur. Alfred gave a slight giggle at the thought. Arthur Kirkland. He has a lovely name. Alfred fell asleep once more to the thoughts of the British vampire king who lay next to him on his bed.
He rolled over and closed the curtains. He had been shaken up last night. The succubus- Lara was the succubus. He fell asleep next to the stream and all of a sudden he woke up in the general store. It was bad enough he was strung up on the wall but Lara transformed. She looked old then BAM she wasn't. She looked pretty good young with her long black hair, lovely chocolate eyes. A weird strand of hair stuck out as odd as it curled weirdly. Then again that's a succubus.
Alfred stood up had head hurting to see a pale gold wolf slink off somewhere. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he did just see it, but he didn't find it. He looked around and saw Mattie's Prius sitting there in front of the house. Alfred stumbled into some clean non dusty clothes on to go greet his best friend ever. His twin.
Mattie was downstairs making coffee and bacon when Alfred stumbled downstairs. Matthew turned to see him his face beaming.
"Hey bro!" Matthew greeted holding a pan of bacon in his hands.
"Sup dude" Alfred replied grabbing a piece. He nearly dropped it before managing to get it in his mouth.
"How was England? Did it rain?" Matthew asked putting the bacon from the pan onto a plate. He sat the plate in front of Alfred.
Alfred laughed at the last question. Matthew sat down in the chair next to him. "It did rain a lot. It's a tad depressing but I didn't mind." Alfred replied staring off into space.
"So did you find a girlfriend there?" Mattie asked leaning forward. Alfred thought about it. He didn't have any girlfriends but he does have Arthur... Upstairs on his bed.
"Sort of." Came Alfred's reply.
"Did you have to leave her?" Matthew asked his eyes downcast.
"No I didn't have a girlfriend. A boyfriend actually" Alfred confided finding boyfriend to be the perfect term. Mate works as well. But that would be hard to explain to Mattie.
"Oh you did?" Matthew excitedly responded. He knew Alfred never had much of a love life his moms reasoning that Alfred needed to find himself first. "What's he like?"
"Hmmm well he's quite enigmatic. He's shorter than me, blonde, lovely peridot eyes, and he has a night job so he sleeps all day." Alfred said skimming over the vampires and day problem.
"You really like him" Mattie said taking Alfred's plate away. He nodded and leaned back. "Sooo you're first real boyfriend is in Britain now? You know mom would like to meet him" Matthew started washing the plate. Alfred grabbed the pan off the stove and started washing that.
"I know but like you said he's in Britain" Alfred had been thinking about introducing Arthur to his family. It's only polite here in the American south.
"That's true. So I take it you liked being in Britain?"
"Yeah it was fun. You missed a spot bro" Alfred said leaning over to wipe the plate with his own sponge.
"Just fun?"
"God you sound like Sura!" Alfred laughed putting the pan under the water. "So how about you bro find yourself a girlfriend?"
Matthews face went red "no girlfriend. There's this boy. His name is-" he got cut off by his phone ringing. He pulled the phone out of his pocket and answered it.
"Bonjour, Ah, Gil. Qu'est-ce que vous avez besoin?" Alfred heard his brother ask going into the next room. He faintly heard French from his brother while he went outside to the backyard.
Alfred leaned against the counter. Should he introduce Arthur to his family? What would happen if he did that? And he needed to know more about this 'night world'. There's so much going on from his mothers cancer to his mates life.
Alfred went upstairs to take a shower and mull it over.
By the time Alfred finished with his shower the bathroom was covered with steam so thick you could mistake it for fog.
He went to his room to dress in some clean clothes realizing Arthur lay on his bed. He found it strange his body started to redden at the thought he could wake up at any minute. Wait. He had said yesterday he has to sleep during the day. Alfred relaxed after that and slipped into his pants and a t-shirt.
A knock sounded on the door. Alfred ran over to the bed and covered Arthur with his blanket. Matthew stepped into the room just as he did so.
"What are you doing bro?" Matthew asked. Alfred yanked the last of his shirt down. He grabbed his phone off his bed holding it up.
"Had to grab my phone" he told him. Matthew gave him a look.
"I'm going into town. My, uh, copain, is in town. You don't need anything do you?" Matthew asked. Alfred chuckled.
"No I don't need anything. You go have fun Mattie" Alfred told him picking up his laptop to do some of his own research.
"Oh, alright. Well moms not going to be home until tomorrow afternoon. I'll see you later" Matthew said leaving his room. Alfred waved good bye and started up the computer.
He watched the Prius roll away from the house and he started his search. He typed in vampires.
The first thing on the list was Twilight. He saw the movies, read the books, and he found the books were far superior. Maybe it's cuz of that whore Kristen Stuart. Alfred did not like her. She's lucky enough to be dating Edward, why the hell did she get with that movie director?! The situation irked him to no end.
He found few things until there was a site with a legend of the sleeping king. The king that slept for long periods of time because of his impressive strength. Alfred was in awe of the legend using that as the base of his search going a little off topic. Pictures popped up of a blonde with blonde red eyes.
'' that would be Arthur laying there on the bed" a male voice said behind Alfred. Alfred turned around to see a tall man with white blonde hair and purple eyes. He wore a scarf and a long tan coat.
"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Alfred growled standing up. The other grinned happily sitting down on the bed. He leaned forward his head rest on his hand.
"Not quite so sure yet. So I see you are trying to find out about the night world?" He said. He chuckled a moment "my name is Ivan Braginski"
Alfred sat there stunned. He stood up his legs shaking slightly at the stranger who entered his room silently. "I don't care who you are. Get. Out"
Bad call. The man - Russian as Alfred decided- stood up and grabbed Alfred lifting him up over his shoulder. "Hey put me down!" Alfred shouted. Ivan giggled and a purple aura surrounded him.
"Нет, you will be my mate" Ivan said happily. Alfred struggled in his arms trying to break free of his strong hold.
"No. I won't!" Alfred shouted. He succeeded in elbowing Ivan in the head which made the large Russian fall. He fell forward and caught himself on the soil. They were in the corn fields. Alfred started running. He thanked his lucky stars for him being very athletic and the captain of the football team in high school.
Alfred found himself in the amaranth fields when he heard it. Howls of wolves. He looked to see three gold wolves were following him. Three more of other colors started following. Alfred kept running.
He ran until he tripped in the cotton fields of his neighbors house and the wolves were suddenly upon him. And then they weren't.
Alfred suddenly felt chilled and looked up to see an angry snow spirit. He saw sura in her pale glory.
She held her arms out blasts of chilled wind and snow surrounding them as if she conjured it. "you will leave Alfred alone. He is not meant for you" she snarled helping Al stand up. She stood there barefoot in a white linen shirt and a long floor length blue bohemian skirt. Her body radiated a white energy as snow continued to fall. The ground started frosting under her feet. The wolves skunked of.
"Th-thank you sura" Alfred chattered from the cold. His clothes were in tatters. Alfred sighed "god is everybody I know a vampire or something?"
Sura laughed "no. Sherrys human, Lara obviously wasn't I'm sorry about that I was not paying attention to her last night. But um sorry about last night" she told him. They started walking back to the house.
"So what are you?" He asked "and sherry is your uncle right?"
"Sherry is indeed my uncle. I'm a spirit. Half fairy half human. Snow spirit actually. Sherry is my dads brother. You know human side. My mom sent me here because of my cousin and well you. My cousin the queen of the fairys consort." She explained. Alfred saw his house in view over tall stalks of corn. They still had a while to go.
"Will you teach me about the night world?" Al asked. Sura pursed her lips.
She paused her steps slipping on a pair of flip flops. "You should really ask Lord Kirkland. I also think you should hurry the hell up and become a damn vampire. There are more like Ivan and the sleeping king cannot help you during the day" she said.
"Why are you not making me your mate?" Alfred teased.
Sura laughed "I've already got my mate. He's a Canadian warlock. And have you not gotten the message from when I squashed your fingers?" She laughed at the memory. Her hair twisted itself in a nonexistent breeze, a few snowflakes falling from her locks.
"I got the message…" Alfred replied feeling the fingers on his hands to make sure they were still there. "Is that normal? The snowflake thing?" He asked pointing at her hair.
"It is. I'm a snow spirit. My mothers much more powerful. But I am the residential snow maker. Why do you think this place only gets snow whenever I'm around?" She asked.
"I thought weather was a real thing" Alfred replied in disbelief. The doors to the house snapped shut to reveal Matthew running toward them at break neck speed. "Mattie?!" Alfred shouted. The doors snapped shut once more to reveal Arthur. "Artie?!"
"Alfred! Who is he?!" Matthew asked in his quiet whisper yell.
"This bloody wanker was watching me sleep!" The doors snapped shut again to reveal an albino man running out of the house shirtless.
"The awesome me wants to know what's going on!" He shouted. Alfred facepalmed at the situation while Sura giggled.
So I shall leave it here! I wanted to update earlier but I've been so tired all day. I didn't get home from the ball until midnightish. And then I didn't go to bed until 2ish and the iditarod officially started today... I'm going to stop myself now *takes a deep breath* thank you reviewers! I've already addressed one of you earlier in the grammar department. You are more than welcome to become my personal grammar nazi. I find I don't do so bad of a job but obviously you have a problem with it. And to you other reviewers I love you guys. Really. I love sitting in my sixth hour reading emails of reviews. I don't have a sixth period so I can go home at 1 instead of 2 now! Yeah *happy dance* and that's when I get my credit for English 10 sem 2 done because I failed it. I hate Cornell notes. It's why I failed it. So glad I'm back home working on it online. It's a decent class and it coincides with my other 10th grade class I am working on US history! Now in done with my rant. I don't own hetalia yadda, yadda.