Hawwo again love3 I am super excited because everyone loves this storeh! OMG *bows like, a gazillion times* Thanks SOOO much! :D Anyways, Alfred had spoken last chapter! Im sorry if he's out of character, but he'll be back to the joyous, obnoxious loud self he used to be :P But..it might be a while, or not :O *le gasp* xD Anyways, like I said before. If you have any ideas for this story, tell me and maybe I can add it to the story line~ Dun be shy, cuz I aint a pervert! Scratch that, yes I am XD Naah~ But anyways, I do not own Hetalia AT ALL! : Pwease enjoy~

O/3/O

I sighed in annoyance because my usual peaceful school days were now interrupted by a certain perverted frog.

"Francis, how many times have I told you, stop groping my student council members." I scolded, my face showing a disdainful scowl.

"Angleterre, you're just jaloux because you know you can't get some." he said, smirking as my face became red with anger.

"Why would I need to "get some" you bloody frog!" I screamed. I realized that he was getting under my skin so I took three deep breaths to cool down. It worked, thankfully. "I should leave now. I have to go hang out with Alfred." I told everybody, smiling to myself.

"Arthur, are you perhaps amoureux? In love?" he asked, a knowing grin on his face. My answer just made that grin all the more bigger.

"W-What?" I sputtered out. "Nonsense! He's just a good friend of mine! Nothing else!" I exclaimed, feeling my face heat up. I gathered up my belongings messily and ran out of the room in a haste.

"Ahh, amour. It's so beautiful, non?" He said to no one in particular.

O/3/O

I hurried over to Axis Powers. What Francis said about me loving Alfred was stuck in my head. I scurried inside and immediately went to Alfred's room. As I opened the door, I was hugged tightly by Alfred.

"Artie…Welcome back!" He said, smiling at me. I couldn't help but think that he looked like an angel.

"Thank you, Al." I smiled back to him, but then I remembered what Francis said and I immediately started blushing again.

"Eh? Are you sick Artie?" He asked, a little panicked.

"No! I'm just feeling a little hot, you know? Sorry for worrying you." I reassured him. "Do you want to go outside and sit on the grass?" I suggested, the air between us getting a little bit awkward.

"Yeah!" He exclaimed, his smile still stretched on his face. He led me outside in a hurry, grabbing me by my hand. Again I started blushing and I mentally kicked myself for all the dirty images popping in my head. Arthur, I told myself. Stop being a pervert like Francis. Note to self, stop hanging out with Francis so much. I sighed as I thought this because I knew I wouldn't be able to stay away from that frog's pervertedness.

"It's a beautiful day, yeah?" Alfred asked, sitting on the ground since we reached outside.

"It most certainly is. The weather is nice, the breeze is perfect, and it's so quiet, making it peaceful. This type of place is certainly my favorite place to be." I told him, agreeing with his statement.

"Hey Artie! Let me sleep in your lap!"

"W-What? Why?"

"Because I wanna! Pweeeaaassee!" He begged, showing me his puppy dog face. Damn you and your cute face. I thought. "Well thank you for complimenting about my cute face." He said.

"Shit! Did I say that aloud?"

"Yuppers!"

"Damn. Oh well, but yes, you can sleep on my lap." He cheered in happiness and rested his head against my lap.

"You're comfortable, Artie. I like it!" he stated. "I'm going to sleep now, alright?" Without responding to his question, he fell asleep immediately. I chuckled.

"You should at least until I responded, git." I muttered softly, a smile playing on my lips. I noticed that he had a little piece of hair sticking up. Well would you look at this. I tried to pat the hair down, but it seemed to not listen, defying the law of gravity.

His hair feels so soft. It's like a blanket. I noted to myself. I started petting his hair, but when I accidently petted the piece of hair sticking up, I heard Alfred moan. I stared at him, surprised. What just happened? I questioned myself. I rubbed the piece of hair between my two fingers, and I heard him moan again. I smirked and decided to play with him a little. I kept rubbing the hair, not knowing the increasing bulge in Alfred's pants. After a couple more seconds if doing this, Alfred shot up like a rocket.

"Alfred? You okay?" I asked, concerned as to why he bolted up like that.

"Did you touch my cowlick?"

"Huh?...Oh that piece of hair? Yeah, I did. I thought it would be fun to mess with you a little since I heard you moaning. Why?" I inquired.

"Don't do that! If you keep rubbing that strand of hair, it'll make me…go…hard…" He finished lamely, clearly embarrassed.

I gaped at him for a while, then bursted out laughing. "HAHAHAHA! Seriously? That's hilarious!"

"It's not!" he complained. "That hair is very precious to me! I can't get rid of it for some reason, so I treasure it." he told me, clearly unhappy.

I ruffled his hair, my laughter dying down. "I'm sorry love. But that cowlick of yours, is it, like, your sensitive spot?" I asked, smirking as I saw his face turn bright red,

"…Yeah…"

"Pfft-" I tried to hold my laughter in, but failed to do so. I fell to the ground laughing my ass off. All of a sudden, I felt another weight on me, and I froze. My hands were pinned above my head, and I saw Alfred on top of me, smirking. "What the hell are you doing?" I demanded.

"Nothing really, just getting my revenge." He smirked and then started to grind against me. Wait, wait, wait…He is GRINDING against me…Oh my god! I'm going to get hard if he doesn't stop! Dammit all!

"Alfred! Noo!" I squealed in horror as his smirk grew. He did stop, and I sighed in relief, but then started to panic as I felt him nibble my ear. I let out another squeal. "Alfred!" I tried to say, but it left as a moan. I immediately blushed as I felt him pull back and look at me, clearly satisfied.

"That's it for now." He stated, getting off of me.

"What do you mean "for now!" Don't tell me you're going to do that again!" I screeched.

"Hmm…Maybe." He grinned as he saw my face. "Aww, you know you loved it Artie. You can't lie to the hero!"

"I wish you didn't know how to speak." I muttered.

All was quiet for a couple of minutes. Then I felt something fall into my lap, and I saw that it was Alfred.

"Alfred!" I stated, panicking a little. But then I realized that he was sleeping, and I huffed in annoyance. "Bloody git, don't scare me like that!" I complained, but too bad he couldn't hear me. I sighed, but nonetheless smiled at his sleeping figure.

"Alfred, to tell you the truth, I like spending time with you." I said, letting my true feelings out since he was asleep. "You're very funny and childish, making it enjoyable to hang out with you. I honestly don't know what to do without you." I bent down and kissed him on the lips softly. "I love you, my Hero." I said softly, smiling. I started to sing Greensleeves, happy that I was able to let out my feelings. What I didn't know was that Alfred was still awake throughout the whole thing.

Alfred's POV :3

OhmahgwadohmahgwadohmahGWAD! Artie loves me! He loves me! HE loves me! He LOVES me! He loves ME! HE LOVES ME! I screamed in my head. A smiled tugged on my lips as I thought of what to do. Guess I'm gonna have to form a plan for us. As I thought this, I heard Artie sing a little tune. I listened to what he was singing, and found out that it was Greensleeves. His voice is beautiful. I thought. I smiled and slowly drifted to sleep while listening to the melodic voice of my love.

Arthur's POV nao~

I walked back to Alfred's room, holding him in my arms. I went into the room, and layed him in his bed, tucking him in. I kissed him on his forehead. "Good night Al." I then left and headed towards the director of this building. I went to his office and knocked on his door.

"Excuse me? Mr. Director, may I come inside?" I asked. I heard a "come in" from inside so I let myself in.

"Arthur! Nice to see you! How may I help you?" He exclaimed.

"Sir, I would like to know how I can let Alfred leave this place sooner." I stated, dead serious.

"I'm not sure if there is any other possible way for that child. I don't even think we should let him out." He replied.

"Oh please, sir! I'll do anything for him to leave!" I begged.

"Heh. You're doing this because you love him, right? I'm right, aren't I?"

I blushed in response, answering his question.

"Well, there might be one way. You know that he has a brother, Matthew Williams, correct?" I nodded. "We've been looking for him ever since Alfred arrived here. If you can find him before the new year, which is in a month, he can be let out on New Year's Day." He stated, smiling as he saw my expression.

"Oh thank you sir! I WILL find Matthew Williams no matter what! Thank you so much!" I exited the room, knowing what I had to do tomorrow.

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The next day, I went to school and headed to class. As I went inside, I immediately put my stuff down on my desk and headed to find a certain teacher. I found him in the hallway as I walked throughout the school.

"Mr. Wang! I need to speak with you!" I yelled, grabbing his attention. He walked up to me and asked, "What do you need to speak to me about?"

"Yao," I addressed him with his first name, catching his attention. "I need you to find someone for me. Can you do that?"

"Arthur," he noted dangerously. "It's been a while since I've done that kind of job. I'm not sure if I still can do it. I'm twenty-seven, and getting older. I'm not as young as I used to be."

"Please, Yao! I need you to find him! It's for Alfred. If I find his brother before the new year, he'll be let out on New Year's Day!" Yao sighed in defeat.

"Alright, but I'm only doing this because you're desperate. I can't believe you were my student I had to teach in martial arts. What luck I have in meeting you again."

"I'm glad we did meet again." I responded, making Yao smile.

"So who's the guy?"

"Matthew Williams. I need to know everything about him, including where he lives as of now."

"Alrighty then. I'll try my best. See you later, England. Or should I say, Britannia."

I smirked at that. "Britannia, I haven't been called that since I was in Union Jack. That title was my favorite title."

"Well, it has been almost three years."

"True…Later Mr. Wang." I left in a hurry, seeing that class would start soon.

I stepped into class and sat in my sat just as the bell rang. Our homeroom teacher came inside, looking as if he had to tell us something.

"Class, we have a new student joining us today! Please welcome him to this class. Everyone, meet Ivan Braginski!" I froze as I heard the name. I stared at him, and he felt someone stare at him, so he turned. His eyes met mine, and a sickly sweet smile came to his face. Oh shit. He's back.