Looking up, Francis' eyes widened and he jumped up, grabbing for the paper in the man's hand.

"N-Nothing! J-Just leave it alone!"

"It's not nothing!" He shoved the note in the older man's face. "A suicide note is not nothing! A suicide note is a very big something!"

Francis was still trying to get the note out of his hands.

"Just give it back! It is mine and you are tampering with it!"

Arthur held it far away from the other.

"No! I will not let you do something like this!"

"You did not seem to mind four years ago! I have waited for four years for you to even acknowledge me again and you have not! You threw me away! Why does one little note suddenly spark your interest?! You should not care! You proved how much you cared that night and nothing has changed since so why are you trying to stop me?!"

"Because I still love you!" Arthur screamed back.

Silence.

Francis stared at him, trying to keep his hope from getting the better of him.

"You are a liar. If you had loved me you would have trusted me. If you had loved me you would have given me the decency to tell me what I did wrong. If you had loved me," And here he paused for a moment. "You never would have smashed my heart to dust and left me in the rain." He looked away. "You need to leave, Arthur. I do not want you here anymore."

"I will leave. But only on one condition." The Frenchman turned a little to show he was listening. "You are not allowed to kill yourself. I have things to take care of but I will be back in one week. While I am gone you should try and clean yourself up. I swear to you that I will return when I say. We have more things we need to talk about."

Francis nodded. "Alright. Fine." He walked the other man to the door. "I will see you in one week."

The Englishman nodded and left.


AN: So yes, it was a suicide note but no he's not going to act on it. Not since Arthur asked him not to. But what does Arthur have to do that is so urgent?