Moon Stalkers: Arthur or Kiku?

Chapter 7

"What is going on here Belle?" he asked, teeth bared. Belle just smirked.

"This is Kiku Honda, my lord. The reincarnation of your love, Kiku Ochitsuka." At her word, my entire stomach dropped. His… love?

I looked between the shocked face of Alfred and the confused face of the man named Kiku. After another moment of silence I spoke up. "What the hell is going on?!" I asked angrily, staring at the blonde in the doorway. She offered me a mildly amused face before brushing me off.

"My lord, are you surprised?" she asked. He gritted his teeth and looked at her with a mixed expression. "How long did you know without telling me?" He asked. She smirked and chuckled.

"Hmm, about a day after you got Arthur." She said. Alfred's eyes went wide at that date and with a blush I realize that was the day I had that dream. I looked between the pair of them and growled.

"So you knew and didn't tell me my love was alive?" He asked, his voice tight. I felt my heart stop. Love. Current tense. I thought distantly. I shook my head, trying to follow the conversation.

"Well you see, my lord, you were never together with him so it is probably his soul came back looking for its love." She then smirked again. "However, it would appear that he has ended up with Heracles who was both born and turned after Kiku was born and killed. Perhaps that he is the true half of Kiku's soul?" I slowly backed into a corner, out of Alfred's vision. He didn't spare me glance.

"Alfred." Heracles called. "Was Kiku really yours?" he asked. I noticed Kiku watching closely, analyzing the situation. He then blinked quickly and sat up.

"Yes." Alfred responded at the same time Kiku agreed. Alfred looked over at Kiku, damned Kiku, and raised an eyebrow. "How do you know…" he asked incredulously. Alfred's eyes glittered in emotion as he gazed at Kiku.

The Asian offered a small polite smile. "Your stance and way you talk says it all. You are speaking the truth." He said, voice soft. Alfred grinned wildly, brighter than he had ever looked at me. I couldn't speak. Belle then spoke up.

"He is almost exactly the same, isn't he my lord?" she asked, her eyes on me. He nodded mutely and stepped closer.

"Exactly. He is perfect." He whispered. Kiku only watched with a bemused expression, thinly veiling fear. Heracles was by the man in a moment and pulling him into an embrace and away from Alfred.

The blonde male blinked before growling and his eyes shifting to a red. "He is mine Alfred." He warned as Alfred snarled.

"Tch, he was mine before being stolen by selfish humans." He growled. I blinked in confusion. "He is only mine to love." It was then I broke.

I reached over and grabbed a plate off the table and threw it at Alfred, it connecting with the back of his head. Red eyes blinked in confusion before turning to me and widening, almost as if he forgot something. By this point crystalline tears were sliding down my face as my fists shook at my side in anger.

I looked at him, my eyes and angry and betrayed green. "Is that all I was for you? A bloody replacement?" My voice was tight and quiet. "I will tell you this Jones…. I am nobody's second option, not matter how long the gap of time." I then bit my lips and held back a sob. More tears fell down my flushed cheeks, though red in anger. "I was a bloody fool to think I could trust you. A FOOL!" I shouted before running out the door and into the street. I blindly ran, more tears escaping me and a sob ripping free from my throat as he didn't even bother to tell me stop or come after me.

I ran for a long time, long after my side started bleeding, long after I ran out of tears, and long before I could stop hearing those lips I was falling for, say such possessive words about another man. I finally stopped when my feet couldn't carry my any further. I collapsed on the ground and leaned my head back, breathing heavily and wincing in pain. I looked at the area and my breath caught in my throat as I recognized that I had collapsed where I had met the damn American.

"Fucking hell… I can't forget the bloody git." I whispered. I sniffed softly. "He is my problem. Making me feel loved… wanted…. needed…. Damn him." I whispered softly. I leaned my head back again, sighing softly and wincing as my side twitched in pain. I reached across my body to feel it and winced as I realized I had ripped it open much further than it was already. I removed my hand and shivered at the cold.

I was getting dizzy… too dizzy. I dimly noted that the wound was still bleeding and the night air was freezing. I shivered again. I ran for hours…. I thought, closing my eyes. I should rest… I thought. I then fell asleep, leaving my vulnerable body in the freezing air as it slowly bled out.

(Alfred)

I was surprised to feel a plate shatter on my head. I touched it briefly before turning to see Arthur standing there. His cheeks were red with rage and eyes filled with tears and hurt. My face contracted to one of surprise and horror. He began speaking, each word tearing through me like a knife.

I went to grab him, hold him, speak to him when he shouted and ran out. My mouth opened uselessly, wordlessly, a plea for him to return. My heart shook at the sob I heard from him as he ran. Belle had simply stepped away from the door as my human, my Sunshine, ran out.

I glared at her and growled. "Why did you let him leave?" I asked, finally regaining my voice. She only offered me a smile, a knowing smile unlike her other ones.

"Remember what I told you my lord?" She asked. I stared at her blankly, completely forgetting. She shook her head. "How either of them bear with you amazes me." she muttered fondly. "We only want you to be happy my king, and you must choose between them." She gestured towards Kiku, who was currently smiling in Heracles's arms. "Will you pick your old love Kiku, knowing he retains no old memories and never will?" and then she gestured to the door. "Or will you pick Arthur, whose heart has just been shattered by your carelessness?"

I bit my lip and looked at Kiku. My decision was clear. I walked over to him and held his gaze. "I will always love you… but not this you." I then looked at Heracles. "If you hurt him, my Kiku or not, I will kill you." And with that Belle smirked and left the room as I ran out into the street, looking for Arthur.

Time Skip

I looked for hours, picking up and losing his scent. Worry sparked through me as spots of blood appeared on the pavement. I picked up my efforts as the day drew to an end. The city stayed a moderate temperature during the day, but was extremely cold at night due to the lack of heat in anything around here. If I didn't find Arthur soon, my little Sunshine, he would die. I pushed my body harder, one tear falling down my face.

I finally stopped at a small area with a dumpster near the alley. I leaned against a wall, catching my breath briefly. I stopped dead as I smelt blood, very familiar blood at that. I walked around and sighed in relief as I finally found Arthur. However, it was short lived as I saw the blood staining his shirt and the faint breathing visible in the night's chilling air. I rushed over and picked the small man, god he was so cold, and tucked his head into my neck. Without wasting another moment I ran towards my castle, hopefully before precious light in my hands died from the mix of blood-loss and cold.

(Arthur)

Warm… I feel so warm. I blinked and opened my eyes, hissing at the brightness of the lights above me. I raised my hand up, wincing slightly, and using it to see where I was. I was back in my room. I blinked in confusion and touched my side. "Was it all a dream?" I asked aloud.

"Sadly it was not, Arthur." A familiar voice said from my right. I shot a look to the door and saw my American vampire standing there, no smile or smirk on his face. I was confused for a moment before sitting up with a glare.

"Why the hell did you save me you egotistical, worthless piece of shit?" I growled, my temper flaring. It wasn't a dream and that had all happened, he fucking chose that Kiku guy who had been dead for a long time, over me. Tears threatened to raise themselves to my eyes and I bit them down as I remembered the not so distant memory.

Alfred sighed sadly and took a step forward. "Arthur, I am sorry." He said softly, his voice sincere. My resolve wavered until he took another step. I growled at him, my own teeth being bared, even if they were just human teeth. He paused and sighed again. "Arthur, I am really sorry. I haven't told you a single thing about me in all this time, yet I know so many little things about you. I want to tell you about how my reasons justified my actions, but they don't."

His blue eyes were sad and remorseful. I was captivated by the deep blues, so much so I didn't notice how close he was getting until he was at the corner of my bed. "Arthur." He whispered to me, reaching out to touch my face. I suddenly regained myself and looked down, my bangs overshadowing my eyes.

"Don't touch me!" I spat angrily. I looked up at him, my eyes hurt and angry. "I don't want to hear about your damn reasons or what was going through your mind. You bloody hurt me Jones." I told him bluntly. I slapped his hand away and glared. "My feelings are not to be trifled with, me being a human or not. I need to know now Alfred, will you ever love me or should I prepare myself for heartbreak?" I asked.

He blinked at my sudden outburst and smiled slightly. "Arthur." He reached out, cupping my cheek and making our eyes meet. "I promise you right now, and I mean it, right now, I will love you because I am already falling for you." He whispered, melting my anger and leaving only hurt. My eyes watered slightly and I jerked my face away.

"Then why did you say that back then? Why did you smile to brightly at him, gaze at him with such adoration? You have never gazed at me like that, gave me that smile." I bit my lip and let the tears cascade over my cheeks. "Hell, when I backed up you couldn't spare me a glance." I said, true hurt and sadness coming through my words. Alfred frowned and cupped my cheek, scooting closer to me.

"Oh Arthur, my dearest little Arthur," my heart fluttered, "I wish you could see the way I look at you." He kissed my forehead. "How many smiles I give you." He then kissed the corner of my lips. "How many times I check and look at you to make sure you aren't fake." He chuckled lightly and rubbed the back of his head, looking awfully human. "I may have been alive for a long time, but I am absolute crap with words. How am I doing so far? I haven't offended you yet, right?" I smiled at him, shaking my head.

"Arthur, I want to tell you the story about me. I want you know all of me, the good and bad. It is a long story so it will take time for me to finish." He looked at me seriously. "Nobody knows my whole story, so you will be the first. Are you willing to hear it, front to back?" I blushed at the implication of knowing all of Alfred.

I however smiled teasingly, hiding my inner feelings. "One condition." He gave me a desperate but miffed look. "I need you to kiss me." And with that he blinked, confused but smiled. He grabbed my hips and tugged me to him, that familiar cocky grin on his face.

"Can't resist me can you Arthur?" he teased. I frowned and flicked his nose.

"I asked for a kiss, not a lecture; and not that I am not happy you are calling me Arthur, but please call me Sunshine. It feels so weird without you saying it." I asked. He smiled gently and threaded his hand in my hair and the other held my hand.

"With pleasure, Sunshine." He said before pressing his lips to mine tenderly. I blushed lightly and kissed back softly, but yet at the same time hungrily. He understood and pulled me to him and kissed me more firmly, settling all doubts I had, showing me that he meant his words.

I pulled back slightly when I needed to breathe and leaned my forehead against his, secretly delighted to hear him panting from the kiss. I stared into bright blue eyes and smiled. "Thank you Alfred." I whispered. He chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"No, thank you, my ray of Sunshine." He said, his voice sounding happier than I had heard ever before. He then had his hands on my hips once more and tugged me to him, our shirt-clad chests meeting. I blushed and he chuckled, tilting us over as we both lied sideways on the bed. He placed a large hand in my hair and smiled at me nervously. "Arthur… are you ready for the story?" he asked, his voice confirming that he was nervous. I smiled and kissed his wrist that was hovering by my face.

"I am more than ready, my dear Alfred." I replied, my smiled reassuring. With a cough to clear his throat, he began his story.

How is that for a chapter? Almost 2,500 words! And guess what else, I wrote it all in an hour…. Yeah, my mom finally got her laptop back and I used all my free time to write this. Alfred has a rather long story, so I might separate it into 2 parts, or just have a really long chapter. Thanks for reading my story guys! Hope you enjoyed the chapter.