I'M BACK.

Woot, I finally have a computer. Ok, so here is the new chapter.

Warning: Abuse

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia


I rolled over, stretching like content cat. It was morning again, and I was already excited- it was beautiful outside.

I couldn't wait to see Authur, to ask him to come outside with me.

The sun shone bight in the sky, the flowers were in full bloom, and the birds sung the most amazing song.

Summer truely was the best time of year.

I slipped on my dress shirt and pants, black suspenders sitting just right on my shoulders. It was Arthur's favorite outfit, and I loved it too. I have to say, even though it was annoying, and I hated wearing it... I looked good.

I ran from my room, hoping to surprise Arthur and get him to come play outside with me.

I smiled, trotting through the house. I stepped to a hallway, scrunching my nose in distaste. It smelled like cigarettes...we weren''t supposed to smoke in the house.

I followed my nose, letting it lead me to the Frenchman's room.

I felt myself scowl, anger running rampent in my mind...He had the nerve to step in during a punishment, and then break one of Arthur's rules! That was it.

I walked toward the door with a firm scowl, ready to simply barge in.

I reached for the doorknob, but stopped myself."Ahuklhf, would you put that out? The whole house will smell."

Why would he be saying that, since he was the one smo-

"Sod off, bloody frog. If I want a fag in my own home, I'll damn well smoke."

My hand froze in midair, that was...Arthur's voice.

I bit my lip, trying to keep in my surprise. I stood and listened, an overwhelming feeling crashing into me, though I could not figure out what it was.

It was as if a hole had formed in my gut, and I wished there was food in my stomach to even throw up.

"Don't be ridiculous. He's a good shag now and then, that's all."

"But jekns, he is but a child, I do not know if he is ready to understand what you are doing! Love is supposed to be mutal."

"Shut up. It's just sex."

And I ran away. I couldn't listen anymore.

I'm not sure where I ran, I just kept going until I couldn't hear anything other than the sound of my heartbeat in my ears.

And even then I kept going.

And going and going. Just kept running until when my legs burned. And even then, I kept running.

I collapsed under a tree as the tears finally came.

good shag...that's all...good shag...that's all...that's all...that's all...that's all...that's all...

I pulled my knees closer to my chest and rested my head on them. I felt tears dampen the fabric and dirt stain the seat, but I didn't care. It didn't matter.

I sat there as the words played over in my head. It couldn't be true. He must have said that to get Francis off his back. He didn't rell feel that way.

Arthur loved me.

He did.

He had to.

I sniffled, my crying slowly coming to an end with a fit of hiccups.

That was it, he was covering it up. He just didn't want to admit anything to that stupid Frenchman.

I sat and stared at my feet, processing that thought. It had to be true. It just did.

"Kid, you shouldn't look so depressed like that. Not awesome."

I looked up, startled.

"What's your name?"

"A-Alfred."

"Sounds like elf. Makes sense since your so short and stuff...Alfred...elf...I'm so awesome...The names Gilbert."

I felt my face heat up. I didn't know why I answered him the first time, but when he insulted my name, I boiled with anger- I was not an elf! And Arthur loved my name!

"What do you want?" I glared up at him from my place on the ground.

"Whatever kid, I'm just saying. No girl is gonna think your awesome if you mope like that. I'm awesome with the ladies. If you need some help with the girls, just come find me, I'll help you with my awesome skill."

I scrunched my eyebrows in mild annoyance at the albino. There was nothing 'awesome' about him. He smirked at me like he was the ruler of the world, and I already had a distaste for him...but he seemed nice enough, and he even offered to help me...

And like that he was gone. I hadn't even noticed when he left.

I stood and dusted off my pants, heading home.

It was nearly nightfall as I returned home. Arthur was reading in his chair and I smiled at him. That focused look in his eyes was too cute...just so...perfect.

"Hi Arthur."

He looked at me over his book and smiled, apparently in a good mood.

"Francis left this morning Alfie."

This explained his good mood.

I went straight to my room, soon falling asleep in my nice clothes.

This seemed to please Arthur, as I woke up to his smirking face as he unclipped my suspenders.

Our nightly ritual.

I wiggled from his grasp, backing up on my bed.

"C-can we not do this tonight Arthur? I-I'm tired."

This was met with a harsh slap and a throbing in my cheek.

"This is punishment for falling asleep in your nice clothes. This is how you treat the nice things I buy you?"

"S-sorry Arthur."

I let him continue with his stripping.

Though I wasn't tired, it just felt weird when he touched me and I couldn't figure out why.

I closed my eyes and let him continue, just trying to steady my breathing.

I felt a hand reach into my underwear and suddenly I was against the headboard, my heart pounding and the resonant of the word 'no' bouncing off the walls.

Arthur looked astonished...and angry...So I must have pushed him away.

...

I woke up the next morning alone. There was blood drenching the sheets and a hand shaped bruise around my wrist. Marks of varying color and size littered my bare body, and I could barely move from my spot on my bed- pure pain coursing through my veins. I couldn't fogure out what had happened the night before- something told me to be glad for it.

Arthur must have repented for having given me such a harsh punishment, and made the bad memories go away to protect me.

I was so lucky to have him...but for some reason it was still painful.


Ok, I hope you enjoyed the new chapter. I'm so happy I finally got this up.

Anyways, I'm uploading a Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, a Loveless, and a Parental!Liet and colony!America fanfictions soon, so check them out if you get chance. :3