AN/N: ahhh, i actually made a second chapter, surprising huh?

Well, I really like this story so I might just finish it. Though i don't promise that it'll be good. I'm more of a drawing type of person, then a writer after all.

But yes, I have continued this, and all I have to do now is find out how to start off the next chapter. Should I start with dialogue like i usually do? Who knows. Well whatever. Enjoy this chapter!

Characters belong to Hideki Himyari

oh, and the song that inspired me to write this was 'Two Stars' the Soraru and Lon version.

enjoy!

"Alfred, Honey! Are you done packing!? The movers are ready to go!"

"I'm coming mom! Just give me a sec and I'll be right down!"

"Don't take to long! We have to be at the airport by sundown!"

"Okay!"

Alfred was getting the last of his portable possessions form his now empty used-to-be bedroom.

So many memories were made in this room.

Like the time his cousin Mathew came over for the first time. He was home sick and wouldn't stop crying, so they stayed up all night playing Monopoly and Go Fish until they both fell asleep...

Or the time Ivan came over and used his room as a hiding spot for his big sister Irina, because he made his little sister Natalya cry, refusing to play house with her, and he was afraid Irina was going to kill him for making his sister cry (In the end he just got scolded).

Oh! Or the time his friend Davie and him picked a bunch of blue flowers (what were they called again?) from the meadow near their school, and threw them all around his room pretending to be in some sort of upbeat and silly t.v. show called 'Playing with Al and Davi!'

And the time Lovino came over for the first time...

Ah, how could he forget such a day like that?

"ALFRED, ARE YOU OKAY UP THERE!?"

"HUH? O-OH YEAH, SORRY!"

Alfred quickly grabbed his backpack from off the carpeted floor and took one more look around his empty room before heading out the door and downstairs to his awaiting mother.

"What on earth took you so long?"

"..I was thinking about all the memories I made in that room..."

His mother saw the sad look in his eyes. She hated seeing him like that. It wasn't like him to get emotional over something as small as moving..

"Oh Alfred...sweetie, you know why we're moving, right?"

"Because uncle Alistair can't be trusted with money?"

"Heh, yes, that is one reason. But over all, we're doing this for you."

"For me? I never asked to move though!"

Alfred's mom sighed and walked out the front door, taking one more look back at their used to be home.

"..Alfred, you probably wont understand this, but really, we're doing this all for you-"

Alfred was about to speak up but his mother held up her hand in a 'be-quiet-i'm-not-done-talking' fashion and sighed.

"I know-I know, you didn't ask for this, but Al, think about all the possibilities you could have back in Britain. Here, in this small town, you can't really do anything. You need a place where you can expand you thoughts! Back in Britain, you were such a good child. An A+ student, always doing so well. You had such a bright future ahead of you. But here.."

She took a pause and ran a hand through her short blond hair, then placed a hand on Alfred's cheek, smiling down at him. She looked really tired..

"Here...you never really had anything going for you. I know you like it here, hell, I know you love it here! And I do to, but we need you to bring out your full potential again. We wont be here forever sweetie. We need you to be able to take care of your self Al. Do you understand?"

Alfred looked at his mother, the sky staring into the ocean. He leaned into his mothers touch and smiled.

"Yeah, I get it. No need to stress your self out because of me ma."

She giggled and gave him a kiss on his forehead, making sure to push his bags out of the way.

"Glad you get it champ. Now come on, let's go look for your father so we can hurry up and go before we miss our flight, yeah?

"Yeah!"

Alfred was still sad though. He really didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay and keep going to school here. He wanted to stay and hang out with his friends more. He wanted to stay and hang out with Lovino more...Lovino...

"I forgot to say bye to Lovino..."

"Oh. Did you? Well why not tell him now? He heading this way anyway."

"H-he's wha-"

"ALFRED!"

He turned around to see an out of breath figure running towards him at an extremely fast pace.

"Lovino?"

"A-ALFRED!"

"Lov-"

Before he could finish, Lovino tackled him to the ground pinning his hands on each side of his head.

"L-Lovino wha-"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU COME SAY BYE?"

"W-what?"

"I WAS WAITING BY THAT STUPID TREE BY THE LAKE FOR YOU, LIKE YOU TOLD ME TO, WAITING FOR YOU TO SHOW YOUR STUPID FACE BUT YOU NEVER FUCKING CAME!"

"W-WHEN DID I SAY THAT!?"

"YESTERDAY YOU IDIOT!"

"I DON'T REMEMBER SAYING ANYTHING LIKE THAT!"

"OF COURSE YOU DON'T BECAUSE YOUR A HUGE IDIOT!"

Alfred didn't remember telling Lovino anything like that! Honest! Or at least, he was pretty sure he didn't...

"W-WAIT! TIME OUT! what exactly did i tell you?"

"You said something about a 'good-bye' gift or some shit like that, hell, I don't know!"

Goodbye gift? what on earth is he...

"OH! OH MY GOD! I REMEMBER! WOW, I'M STUPID! Hey, could you get off me for a second, please?"

Lovino started at the boy beneath him, out of breath and irritated a bit because his best friend was a fucking idiot, but got up none the less (only because he was tired of sitting on-top of him, not because Al had asked him so nicely, nope, totally not the reason why)

Alfred got up from the ground and dusted himself off and started heading in the direction of his mother.

"Stay here!"

"You better not be thinking about ditching me here dammit"

"No, no! never!"

Alfred ran over to his mom, who was talking to one of the movers, and asked if she could open up the car trunk for him.

He soon returned to Lovino's side with a smile plastered onto his face.

Really how could he forget!?

"Here! From me to you~!"

Lovino stared at the box that was being held in front of him

"...what is it?"

"Open it to find out!"

"I swear to god, Alfred F Jones, if a rabid raccoon jumps from out of that box, so help me god i will claw your eyes out."

"That was one time Lovi-bro. Once"

"Twice dammit. I have the scars to prove it you asshole."

Lovino took the box form Alfred's hands and rested it on the ground. He looked at it a little wearily, scared of what might be inside... He was serious about the raccoon thing, too, so Alfred better hope it wasn't a fucking...

"...Jacket?"

"Nope! It's a Bomber Jacket!"

"What's the difference? Why are you giving me some old, worn out, dusty, ugly looking military jacket?"

"Because, I want you to have something to remember me by when I leave! W-when i come back, of course, I'll want to see if you still remember me. So I want you to keep this, to ensure that you wont forget about me."

Lovino stared at Alfred and then at the jacket, then back at Alfred.

"...Why a jacket though? What am i supposed to do with it? Hang it on a hanger in my closet, or something?"

Alfred smiled and took the jacket form Lovino's hands and draped it around his shoulders

"Uhm, you could wear it, if you want. I'd appreciate it, if you did..."

Lovino hummed and pulled his arm though the sleeve holes to see how big it was.

It was too big.

It almost hit the floor when it was on him. The sleeves were to long and it smelled like greasy American's

But he liked it for some reason... it was comforting.

"...So you promise that you'll come back? Like, you promise promise? You wont forget?"

Alfred felt his stomach knot up when Lovino said that. It was in such a sad tone, Lovino never really talked in that type of tone before. Not with him anyway.

"O-of course I will! Honestly dude, you have to have some faith in m-."
"Shut up and turn around."

A little shocked at that, Alfred turned around carefully, afraid that Lovino might head butt him or something.

He heard shuffling and then felt Lovino's hands behind him. Trying to tie something, it seemed. Lovino let go, and Alfred felt a cold piece of metal hit the back of his neck.

"...Your giving me your cross?"
"No, I'm giving you my grandpa's cross. Why the hell would I give you anything that was mine?"

Alfred was thrown off a bit because Lovino was very protective of this cross.

His grandfather gave it to him before he passed away leaving Lovino and his two younger brothers to live alone with their aunt. He never let anyone touch it. Not his brothers, not his cousin's, not even his aunt, as kind and caring as she was, it seemed as if he didn't trust anyone with it.

so why Alfred?

"Believe it or not bastard, I don't want you to forget me either...s-so I want you to keep that until we see each other again, capisce?"

Alfred nodded his head

"I mean it! I'm not joking Al, I'm being serious. Don't lose that cross. Or else I'll never ever forgive you! Promise?"

"P-promise! Yes! i promise! I really do!"

He didn't know why, or when, but he had started to cry.

"H-hey! What are you crying for dammit! It's just jewelry!"

"Yes, but it's your jewelry! You trust me with something like this! This is like your most prized possession! And you trust me with it Lovino. Me! Of all the people you could've trusted with this, you choose me.. it means a lot to me!"

"Don't cry dammit becau-because if you start crying, I'm going to start crying! Stop it already!"

But he couldn't! He was so happy! Lovino trusted him! He really did! This proves that they were so close!

That was his best friend and now he was losing him...

He'd never see Lovino again..

He'd never see his best friend again

He started to cry some more

He was sobbing at this point

Alfred really hated goodbyes

Soon, Alfred was called over by his mom.

It was time to go.

He had already said goodbye to his friends multiple times before hand, and even had a mini crying session with Lovino, but it still wasn't enough

He felt home sick. As soon as he stepped into that car he felt like crying again. He didn't want to leave, He wanted to stay. He wanted to stay here. He didn't want to go! Dammit he wanted to stay!

"H-hey bastard"

He turned in his seat to see Lovino tapping at his car window. He asked his mom to roll it down for him.

"Y-yeah?"

He looked sad. He hated when Lovino looked sad.

"Promise me. On-one more time. Promise me"

Lovino held out his pinkie for Alfred to hold

"Pinkie swear?"

"...Yeah"

Alfred intertwined his pinkie with Lovino's, a teary smile pasted onto his face

"Pinkie swear!"

Lovino watched as Alfred's car drove away from him and Al's used-to-be home, leaving Lovino by himself, crying tears he was to afraid to shed in front of Alfred.

"Please don't forget abut me Al.."