You asked and so you shall receive! Thanks for the love and I will work on an America Counting Sheep don't worry!
He had grown very quickly once he had… settled in. He walked the place he had come to know as home. He let his hand trail along the wall of what was now his property. Never could he have pictured this happening. The one who had watched over and took care of him was gone. That one day had ruined everything. They just had to come and now… He did nothing to hide his distaste for the other two countries and they him. They wouldn't even entertain the idea that he had, had no clue that he was hurting the one who was caring for him. He had no clue exactly who he exactly was until after the events had all taken place. All he had known him as was Arthur. And despite the situation he didn't want to think of him as any more than that anyway. The fond memories were not to be tampered with and that was the one subject that he would not talk about in any way shape or form no matter what anyone else said or what he was taught.
Arthur was kind. Arthur was loving and gentle. Arthur was selfless and if anyone said otherwise than they were lying. They were spiteful. If Arthur had supposeably done something to anyone he had to of had a good reason for it. And no matter what that America said he would never forgive him or trust a word he said. He had left and hurt him after all. Not himself.
"So that's it? You're just going to ignore this? What you've done?"
He smiled gently at my supposed brother America. Though he'd never accept that anyway and neither would America.
"I haven't done anything. If either of us has hurt Arthur it would be you. What with your rebellious attitude rude personality."
He could see him tensing up. His teeth gritted.
"And suppose I did do this all on purpose. Suppose I knew exactly what I was doing and I planned all of this out. That still wouldn't change the fact that you didn't notice that he was suffering."
"I did the best I could! You just-"
"Well it wasn't enough, was it? You were too worried about yourself to see another's pain. You call yourself a hero, but it's obvious you only care for yourself. I suggest you grow up before you continue to make these mistakes. Maybe next time you'll save them."
"You're calling me selfish?! You sucked the life out of the one who cared the most for you! You killed the one who gave you everything!"
"And you're the one created the wound that gave me the opportunity to grow. If you hadn't of left maybe he would have destroyed me to stay with you. To protect you. But you were too blind to realize what you had and now look what it got you."
He headed up the ruined staircase before he decided to respond. There were a lot of things for him to go through. Even when he was gone he was still giving to him. There was money stored away to use for repairs. Notes on a variety of things. Little letters of advice on magic and politics. He stopped at the top.
"I swear I will make you pay for all you've done."
"You're not the only one suffering you git. Now get out of my house."