Author's Notes: From the filler twenties we head into the climax thirties. Yea~ Sorry if this chapter is not quote-un-quote up to par seeing as my neighbor's car alarm when off from 3 to 6. Way to go :( I honestly, did not sleep at all, seeing as my bed is right next to the window and I am a very light sleeper. Now to talk a bit more about this chapter. First thing is first. If you skipped chapters, which I honestly do not blame you for, check out chapter 23 again because there is a whole bunch of foreshadowing. Second, the character(s) that is the 'evil character' has been introduced throughout this story so it is not some random character so check for those clues (there are a few in there...). Third, do you like that I am focusing on this story? I just do not have much inspiration on the other stories as I have here. Fourth, my next chapter is probably going to be my favourite. I am sorry if you are totally confused right now, but next chapter will make complete sense...urg I do not want to spoil it but it is so hard not to (O_O) Urg so I am ending it here. No spoilers for you. Thank you for fueling me to write with your awesome reviews~ Oh yeah, check out my tumblr at .com. Enjoy part uno of the climax!

Warnings: Strong language.

Disclaimer: fhdjskaslghjlkds why can't I own hetalia?

"Yao, have you seen Alfred around?" Arthur asked a bit deflated from saying his last goodbyes to the other royals, especially Francis who almost insisted to stay for a few more days.

Yao smirked. With poised slim eyebrows, he asked "and what do you two have in mind now that all the royals are gone, aru?"

His black, untamed eyebrows furrowed at his Jack's comment and deadpanned "I am merely showing him the extent of my magic. Since the wedding, I believe it has been blooming."

"Whatever you say, your majesty," he said with a wink. "King Alfred is in the garden, I am surprised you have not looked there yet. Honestly, I do not know why you do not just use your Clock instead of pestering me every five minutes," he huffed with anger building which each word.

Arthur winced and replied "I am truly sorry Yao. If this makes things any better, I have arranged a vacation for you."

"Aiyah," Yao said rubbing his temples. He had a job to do, and that did not include visiting a relaxing island estate while his work piles up.

Arthur placed a hand on Yao's slender shoulder. "You are completely stressed after planning and executing a perfect ceremony and leading those meetings smoothly. Alfred and I are forever grateful for all you have done for us."

"I still cannot leave my position as Jack."

Arthur shook his head. "I am not taking no as an answer."

"Fine," Yao exhaled stubbornly as if it was some sort of punishment. "But only one day and it will be here in the castle."

Arthur nodded with satisfaction leaving the Jack of Spades alone to his quote-un-quote vacation and a chance to find Alfred in the gardens.

"Alfred!" Arthur called from the Spade shaped archway of the garden. He was wearing his new outfit Alfred had so generously bought for him consisting of a white long sleeved shirt and royal blue trousers. Propped atop his wiry gold hair was an indigo hat to match the vest that hugged his chest.

Alfred smiled from his cold grey cobblestone bench and ran over to his Queen, peppering his cheek with small kisses. "Thank Spades that is all over."

"Alfred, I have a small surprise for you," he said seductively.

"Is it something I can eat?" the King asked a bit excited, although he never really fancied any of the food Arthur cooked for him.

"Just close your eyes," he said as Alfred veiled his eyes with his hands. Arthur led his body under the Spade tree and sat him down appropriately against the blue leaf willow.

"Can I open them yet?" he asked feeling the blue tinted grass seep in beneath his dark blue trousers.

"No," he stated before closing his eyes to perform the spell. His accented words of the dead Latin language filled the air with an emerald green glow glittering onto the grass.

"Okay…open!" Arthur exhaled.

Alfred unmasked his eyes to be welcomed by Spade roses surrounding him. All of the clocks ticked in perfect rhythm to their hearts as the golden hands pointed to the two lovers. He gaped "how…how did you do this?"

He shrugged with a bit of pride. "After our marriage, my magic has become quite strong."

"Show me, this time with my eyes open!" Alfred exclaimed picking one of the Spade roses that had yet to bloom.

Arthur closed his eyes again, only to be interrupted by a voice shouting "your majesty!"

The Queen opened his sea green eyes and curled his lip upon seeing his eldest brother ruining their perfect afternoon alone. "What could you possibly want?"

"I wasn't talk to ye," Iain said matching the same icy tone as his brother's. "I wanted to invite Alfred out for drinks with me, Connor and William. Ye know, as a little 'welcome to the family' thing."

Alfred smiled standing up from his spot surrounded by roses, managing to trample a few due to his strong body frame. "Sounds like fun; but I'm only eighteen."

"You're the bloody King of Spades; ye can do whatever you want!" he exclaimed throwing his pale hands into the air for exaggeration.

"And what about Artie? He's part of this family too!"

"The last time I took Art over here out for drinks-"

"Let us just end this conversation by saying that we were never invited back," Arthur huffed interrupting his brother's sentence before he embarrassed him too much. So what if he got a bit tipsy after a couple of drinks?

Iain laughed. "He ended up dancing in a pink dress on top of the bar."

Arthur fumed "did not!"

The redhead rolled his dull emerald eyes. "Anyways, are you up for it?"

"Of course," Alfred said with a smile plastered on his face.

"Good, because we are leaving in five minutes," he added before walking off.

"What?" Alfred asked looking at the disappointed look on Arthur's face. "I thought you would be happy that I am trying to get along with your family."

Arthur looked down at the not-yet-bloomed Spade rose that rested in his pale palms and tightened his grip on it, making it die before his eyes. "You are right. Just bring your Clock in case of an emergency, okay?"

Alfred rolled his eyes. He was supposed to be Arthur's superior, not the other way around. Instead, he replied "I never forget it."

"Good. Now go have fun," he strained himself to say and sighed for only the roses and fairies to hear.

Arthur awoke quite jostled as he turned over from his stomach to his left side. Where Alfred's warm body usually rested was vacant and only smelled of the exotic perfumes the maids wore.

Maybe he just went into the wrong room; Arthur thought to himself and rolled out of his bed. Alfred occasionally did forget where a few of the rooms were, or went for a midnight snack and passed out in Karou's room.

After dressing himself for the day in a causal white button down shirt, an indigo coat with twin tails, his small purple top hat and beige trousers, Arthur wandered to his old bedroom, as the two now shared Alfred's larger bedchamber. It was the first place he expected to find his King. Alas, after peeking his head into the vacant room, it was abandoned.

Strange, he thought with a bit of suspicion but went down to breakfast regardless.

The dining room was oddly quiet as it was only Arthur who nibbled on one of the violet confectionaries. He almost never misses breakfast, he thought to himself staring at his usual chair with uneasy distress.

"Good morning," Yao said with a rested smile. His grin faded when Arthur refused to answer him and, instead, slumped into the seat to eat his pastry. "Is there something wrong?"

He wiped the crumbs from his lap and explained "Alfred went out with my brothers for drinks last night and has yet to come back."

The corners of Yao's lips instinctively turned downward out of concern for his King. "You do not think he got lost, do you?"

Arthur sighed and took out his Clock that hung from a golden chain, their eyes both staring with horror at the pointed black hour hand. "No, I believe he was kidnapped."

To Be Continued...