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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 11

Darkness lingered around deep part of the forest of silence as the ghouls hurriedly flutter to convene with the Ice Mage. Cloak hover them on their boned structure with their reapers and swords dangled behind them. Humming came from the phantoms as they resonates the sound of darkness; thrilled by the excitement they haven't experienced for centuries. As they disembarked, the ice mage saunter towards the phantoms and glower at them.

"Have you acquired it?" she asked.

"Aye…" the skeletal phantom said huskily and handed the ice mage the sword with red blood stains.

"So, it's true." Azura observed the blade and saw the color.

"Aye… the girl looked demon… but it was just an illusion… to hide her identity." the other ghoul replied.

"But how did she acquire such illusion?"

"The girl… have something with her… the necklace… gave her that power."

"I see." she summoned a mirror. "I shall report this to Lord Azarias and then, we shall locate their whereabouts. We should follow them."

"The prince… and the girl… are heading to a village…"

"We cannot… enter there…"

"And why not?" she glared.

"A barrier… prevented us to enter…"

"It is wise… to locate them when they leave… and attack them at night…"

"Useless souls," she murmurs. "Fine, we shall attack them when they leave."

Evil laughter echoed the forest as the ghouls danced in excitement. They flutter away and roamed around the forest.

Droplets trickled down from the trees and rolled down on the flowers. The scent of tulips and lavender wander around the surroundings as the misty afternoon clings around the forest. The forest was not warm as it should be; slightly dark clouds still ruled the sky and coldness lingered everywhere. The demon prince and the human still walked their way to their destination.

(Name) was now using Arthur's cloak to conceal her identity leaving him to wear his turtleneck black shirt with his wings broadened to desiccate them. (Name) shivered from the coldness of the forest. She clasped her hand with hers to keep herself warm but it was not working for her other hand was cold as well. She puffed a warming air from her lungs to temperate her cold hands and then covered herself more on the cloak to acquire warmth. She lifted her face up to look forward and saw Arthur walking further ahead of her. She gasped and scurried her way to catch unto him. When she was beside him, she panted exhaustingly and looked up to catch his gaze. He was not looking at her nor did he notice her running. He just walked forward with a serious face. 'Is he still mad at me?' she frowned. She was upset and her mind drifted elsewhere. She shouldn't have kissed him. She shouldn't have showed him what she felt. She shouldn't have trust him since from the beginning. Being stuck out here was his fault! Or was it hers… She sighed exasperatedly. It was hers alright but she can't lie to herself, not that she wanted to lie to him. She trusted him. She shouldn't have lied to him. She should have told him what she felt from inside. She should have just told him she loved him. But she can't. Knowing that they can't be together and she already knew that since from the beginning. But… she wanted to be his. She looked at his hand and felt the urge to hold it. 'Even if I can't be with him, at least I could show him that I cared.' she thought and unconsciously touched the palm of his hand and then entwined his fingers with hers. She gripped it tightly even if he doesn't return her touch.

Arthur walked unconsciously straightforward, knowing that he had so many thoughts occupying his mind. He needed to think of another plan, another way to end his crisis. He needed options, answers. He needed to settle this situation as soon as possible. But then… his plans were not going well as he had planned in mind. He thought that the Oracle's readings were easy to conclude. He thought for sure that searching his wife-to-be was an easy task. 'But,' He was disappointed, knowing that… the woman who was with him wasn't going to be his. He didn't understand why. 'How could she say I cannot have her? How could she even deny me?' he was confused. He didn't notice a single thing from his surroundings until… a hand touched his. He widened his eyes and turned to face her but she was looking down that he wasn't able to catch her gaze. But then he felt a strange feeling by just holding her hand. It felt like holding warm mittens, so soft and warm. 'This feeling, it makes me want to grasp It.' he thought. 'But, why does my chest felt hurt? I can't understand.'

(Name) had turned her gaze up when Arthur had grasped her hand tightly. She stared at him quizzically when they had stopped walking.

"Are you okay?" she asked worriedly.

"Y-Yes, I'm fine. Let us continue. We're almost there." he replied and then he picked up his pace.

(^J^)

After a while, they have exited the forest and sooner they've reached to a village full of fairies and pixies flying around. (Name) had to widened her eyes and rubbed her eyes in disbelieve. 'This can't be true? Fairies and pixies existed?' she rubbed her eyes once more to make sure if she wasn't hallucinating but she wasn't. They were there! Flying and roaming around!

"Are you okay?" Arthur asked.

"Uh yes, I'm fine."

"Shall we go?" he walked ahead of her.

"W-Wait!" she trailed beside him.

When they entered, (Name) was looking sideways as she observed the village. It was rather lively and heart welcoming. Their houses were so adorable! Large mushrooms as their houses weren't so bad to look after all. It's like looking a virtual world. She glanced to her right and saw some pixies helping the fairies water the flowers, some are selling fruits and veils and some are now busy closing down because the sun was setting. It must have been sunny here all day. She couldn't see a slightest water puddle on the ground. 'Maybe the rain hasn't poured out here yet.' she thought noticing the gray clouds above them. When she was able to observe more, she noticed that the fairies were about their height, more like human height. She was enlightened by the atmosphere when she heard music playing further a house and some fairies and pixies danced along with it. 'This is so nice!' she jigged inside. But then her vision began to get blurry. Her head started to spin like hell that she might faint any minute now. When she tries to return to her senses, she noticed that some were watching them. She felt herself breathless when one fairy came to approached them. She got numbed when an armored fairy guy stared at them suspiciously. 'This is bad.' she feared.

But to her surprise, the armored fairy bend down before them and announced; "Welcome, my prince and visitor." The other fairies followed.

"Eh?" (Name) blinked.

"Please," Arthur raised his right palm.

"What ails you here, my prince?" the officer asked.

"I will be visiting my old friend here, nothing much." he replied. A large crowd formed around them as they welcomed their Prince and of course, (Name), she was not noticed.

"Your Excellency, would you like to join our gorge this later evening?" a young female fairy asked.

But another fairy pushed herself in on the crowd. "Your Majesty, please come with us! We – "

Another fairy interrupted. "My prince, you should come with us! We'll make sure your going to have a great time and – Stop pushing!" she said annoyance. More young female fairies entered the crowd.

*Squeals* "My prince! You're so handsome!" more squealing came from the crowd.

"Please, help yourselves. I will accompany my friend, Sylvia this evening. Just enjoy the rest of the festivities." he said rather coolly making them to squeal loudly.

'Wow, he is so calm when it comes to the public.' (Name) smiled inside.

"Your Majesty may I ask who you are with?" another young female fairy noticed.

"I uh —

"Excuse us, we will be on your way now." he grabbed (Name)'s hand and walked away from the crowd.

When they got further away, they stopped for a brief moment when (Name) had suddenly paused to catch up her breath. Her cut suddenly bleed out because of all that running and it made Arthur glowed his eyes on the scent and dragged her on the alley. Since no one was there to see them, he took off her hood to check her injury. There were only few bloods that came out but he was aware that (Name) had become pale because of blood loss. He took off the bandages and he licked the red liquor on her shoulder.

"It hurts." she winced.

"Bare with me, (Name)." he had pinned her on the wall and shortened his distance to access more.

"Arthur,"

"We'll get you healed soon for now just bare with me. The scent of your blood is spreading but good thing there are no demons lurking around this part." he cleaned the remaining substance off her shoulder and carefully not to hurt her. He ripped another cloth from his cloak to replace the bandages and then he wiped his mouth to remove the remaining blood.

(Name) had closed her eyes to resist the stinging sensation on her shoulder. She panted slowly for her heart to slow down from beating. "Okay…" she weakly said. She looked up to face him and was now aware on their position. Arthur was leaning her close and had embraced her protectively. Their gaze locked up as (Favorite eye color) eyes meets emerald eyes. 'Those eyes again, so sad.' she thought.

He was waved by his emotions that he had reared his face to kiss her. It was rather soft and gentle. She closed her eyes and this time, she didn't bother to lie on her feelings she had for him. But it was just so sooner that he distance away from her. He looked rather shocked and confused as well.

She frown her brows. "Arthur,"

"(Name)," he brushed his scalp with his hand and lowered his head. "Nay, please forgive—

(Name) had fallen on him and took his hand to entwine it with hers. Arthur grabbed her immediately as (Name) rested her head on his chest. She panted slowly and reached her arms on his neck to cling unto him.

"!" he gasped.

"… Ar…thu…" she murmured quietly. She wanted to say something but she couldn't find her voice and her body was too weak to move. She suddenly felt so dizzy and weak, and cold.

Arthur had carried her bridal style as he shook her. "(Name)?" he called but she didn't response.

She heard his call but she doesn't have any strength left to answer. All she sees is that everything started to get blurry and then it became pitch black. His voice became an echoing sound.

End of chapter 11