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This is a work of FICTION. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination are used FICTITIOUSLY. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or person, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of either the author.

In this story, I used England/ Arthur from Hetalia as one of the main characters of the story. I DO NOT OWE HIM!

Arthur Kirkland or simply England (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
Story made by ME(Flor03/MidoriTsurugusa) and my friend (Aya-chan)
Idea of this story came from my sister, Hazumi (though she doesn't have a Fanfiction account)

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Chapter 3

Arthur couldn't comprehend what just happened. The last thing he remembered that was someone had step onto him causing him to wake up.
As they both stared at each other, Arthur couldn't help but smell her scent. It was a heavenly scent. Lavender mixed with freesia. He thought. Suddenly as they continue to stare at each other, (Name) started to squirm.

"Ummm... thank you" she quietly said to Arthur. (Name) couldn't believe that the same guy whom saved her from those horrible people is here again saving here again. 'Oh my god his eyes are so pretty.' She thought to herself.

"Are you alright?" Arthur asked (Name). Arthur then let go of (Name). "You shouldn't be coming up here. It's dangerous."

"Well you're the one to talk." (Name) replies back as she hugged her slim arms due to the sudden gust.

"What do you mean?" Arthur replied back and raised his right brow.

(Name) then put her hands on her waist and tilted her hips to the right. "Well what person in their right mind sleeps on other people's roof tops?" She sarcastically fires back.

"To shay." He smiles and he notice (Name) shiver again from the midnight's cold air. 'She is quite attractive I guess. But she does have a sharp tongue if I must say.' He smiles inside.

"What are you starring at?" (Name) then asks her savior and she noticed that her cheeks heated.

Arthur suddenly looked down at (Name)'s night gown, which is almost see throughout. He then suddenly feels his face flush. "I am not kind of man, Lady." He said coldly. 'People of this world are so vulgar.' he thought. He then takes off his cape and cover (Name). "This should help you from shivering since you are barely wearing anything?" He commented down on (Name)'s gown. He then walked to the edge of the roof. "Be careful now on your way back down okay." Arthur winked and leaped to the air.

"Hey that's dangerous!" (Name) yells at Arthur as she looked down to see if the mysterious man is alright. "What the hell?" She exclaim. "He just disappeared." She mutters.

The next day and it was now Sunday and its (Name)'s day off. She wakes up tired from last night encounter with her mysterious savior. "I still didn't find out what's his name." She groaned as she climbed down off her bed. "Maybe I should talk about this with Shizu and Kasumi." She murmurs to herself.

Right outside of (Name)'s bedroom is a Sakura tree. In one of the thick branch is the demon prince, standing so still as he watches over (Name) scrambles in her closet worrying what she going to wear?

"Humans are so problematic" he commented as he shook his head and smiled.
(Name) was now picking up two dresses. The first one was a white sunny dress with blue ribbons around the waist and on the ends of the sleeves. The other one was a blue dress with loose cloth on top and belted with black ribbon. She was staring at them eagerly. "What dress should she wear?" she asked herself but then (Name) unconsciously shifted her gaze at the coat that the mysterious man gave to her last night. The object was on her bed and she folded it ever so neatly and she even washed it since it was dusty. She returned her gaze at the two dresses and now decided to wear the sunny dress, since it was quite nice to wear in such a fine weather. She returned the other dresses to her closet and hanged them neatly. She took the dress and was about to change herself until she noticed an unknowing sense like someone is watching her. She looked from her window and was shocked to see a certain man standing from one of the branches of the tree.

"You!" she screeched loudly and opened her window to grab his attention.

Arthur, on the other hand, just looked at her in confusion.
"Good morrow, lady." he curt a bow as he leaned on the tree and smirked.

"You, what are you doing over there?! I thought you left!" she yelled.

"Well how impolite of you, yelling at me at this time of hour. You should probably treat me with some manners, lady." he commented.

"Look who's talking! You're the one who's impolite. You're obviously trespassing in my property without my consent. And how did you climbed from up there? Surely an ordinary guy like you couldn't do." she spat. She couldn't see him clearly because the flowers are on the way.

"Lady, like I said; I am no man." he replied.

"What are you talking about?" she asked confusingly.

Arthur sigh heavily and just said; "I'm here to retrieve my cloak, if you don't mind." He rubbed his temples. 'This woman is getting on my nerves.' he thought annoyingly.

(Name) just looked at him with irritation. 'I can't believe this guy. He's so impolite.' she turned around to get the object he was referring to. And as she returned, she froze from her feet for the man was already in front of her. She felt like she could yell any minute now but she couldn't find her voice. She looked at his dark turtleneck shirt with a blue necklace hanged around his neck and up towards his face. He was handsome, so achingly handsome. She held her breath, feeling breathless all of the sudden as she saw his face completely. His eyes were just green as ever like the color of the grass. His blonde hair was just so admirably to look at. His hair was messy but in a handsome manner. His thin lips curved slightly as he noticed her reaction. He then grabbed her right hand and then knelt down before her.

"May I know your name, lady?" he kissed her hand making (Name) blushed furiously.

"Uh- U-(Name)..." she finally said something.

"(Name)... Is that your name?" he clarified and (Name) nodded. "Such nice name for a fine lady like yourself." he stood up but he did not let go of her hand. He placed her hand unto his chest and (Name) was now turning red. 'My god, I'm touching his chest! I can feel his heart beating.' she flushed even more. Arthur stared at her knowingly and then sudden began to introduce his self. "Thy name is Arthur Kirkland, Descendant of King Tobias of Daimon, and Lord of the Emerald flame."

"H-huh?" she said in confusion. 'What the hell? His name is so long!' she complained inside.

"Lady (Name), you can call me Arthur if you like." he suggested as he noticed her reaction from his formal introduction.

"Arthur..." she repeated.

Arthur tightens his grip on (Name) making her to look at his hand. His hand was rather cold and pale but then she noticed that his fingernails were longer and dark. It looked manicured but it doesn't. She was beginning to feel suspicious about his identity. He sounded like some character in some novels she used to read and in the times of what, 13th century? She was beginning to doubt if he really was serious about introducing himself. Is he bluffing? She asked herself.

Arthur was looking at her intently and then suddenly the gem glowed, same sapphire color from yesterday. (Name) noticed it and she looked at it in awe.

"Your necklace, its shinning!" she exclaimed.

"Yes, it is. And do you know what that means?" he moved forward making (Name) to step backwards until her back leaned on the wall. She was pinned on the wall. She was trapped.

"W-What do you mean?"

"It means that I've found my bride-to-be and my queen." he whispered through her ear making (Name) shiver.

"E-EH?!" she was going to explode now. "What the hell are you talking about?" she blushed like a tomato this time.

"You heard me, lady. You're my bride. I've finally found you." he shortens his distance on (Name) especially on the lower region. Feeling the urge and desire as their bodies attached. He can't control his restraint anymore. He is, in fact, a demon after all.

(Name) couldn't take this anymore. It was too much heat! "L-Let go off me!" she squirmed under him as Arthur continues to hover her.

"What's the matter?" he asked huskily.

"I said let go off me, you pervert! Do you want me to call the pol-" Arthur silence her with one finger placed on her lip.

"Hush now, love. I'm not going to hurt you or do something bad to you." he raised her chin up to look at him. He slowly moved his head towards hers. "I'm just going to seal this contract of you." he whispered.

"Contract of what?" she asked as she slowly closed her eyes.

"That you belong to me." he kissed her cheeks and brushed his lips towards her lips BUT before he could do that, a knock came from (Name)'s door.

"(Name)? (Name), breakfast is ready. Just come down stairs before it gets cold, okay?"

The two of them got startled and Arthur moved away from her.

"Maybe another time will do, love since there's interruption." he took his cloak and made his way to her window. "We'll meet again." he jumped through his window and it left (Name) blushing.

"(Name)? (Name) dear, are you awake?" asked the door from behind.

"Y-Yes mom, I'll be right down." she replied.

End of Chapter 3