Disclaimer: I do not own hetalia. Don't even think about it! So to chapter 2! Hope you like it. Here you get to meet more important characters (or at least they should be). Oh and when you see this .o0o. it means a time skip or a quick transition of character or place.

CH 2: incomparable

From what he was told, Alfred awoke in the royal knights infirmary a day and a half later from the incident. He found himself numb all over and feeling disappointed with what happened.

I am captain of UNIT STAR! How on earth did a thief best me? Wait there was something about the them. They weren't human. They were an elf. Who did they say they were? They never gave a name, just what were they. A general i think... Stuck up there ass enough to be one, but then again, all elves are up there own ass's.

Alfred sighed as he thought about his failure.

A general.

Alfred chased a fucking elven general down an alleyway and held a frigging sword to his throat. If he really was the the general of great woods, Alfred must be the luckiest man alive. He had a tussle with the general of great woods and wasn't killed on the spot. And now the general had back his oh so precious blade now at the time, oh fucking hell Alfred only just realised how fucked he would be if he ever met him again. No fucking way would he live to tell the tale.

He couldn't wait to tell the others that the thief was the general of great woods!

He couldn't wait to tell Mathew or Antonio, Feliciano, Lovino or Elizaveta! They'd never believe him. But fuck, it happened! Thinking of the devils, Mathew and Elizaveta came running into the infirmary to greet a slightly less numb Alfred.

"Alfred! What happened? You didn't come home last night and I was worried about you!" Yelled Mathew as he came up to side of the make shift cot.

"I'm good Mattie. Jus' got caught up in a chase" Alfred forced out, still slightly numb to speak properly.

"You don't sound too good Al", Elizaveta put her hands on her hips and gleamed at Alfred.

"I'm numb, I can't feel much in my body, only just speaking to ya". Alfred rolled his eyes like it was a well known fact that Elizaveta should know.

"Who were you chasing Al?" Mathew pressed forward on the cot, moving it a few inches up.

"Don't know there name but an elf" Alfred sounded a bit less numb now his jaw had to move more.

"An elf? What kind? River?, Mountain?, Sea? Oh maybe-"

"It was a forest elf and he claimed to be 'The Solemn general of great woods'." Alfred cut Elizaveta off. Silencing her over excitement.

You see Elizaveta is a girl, so she is not allowed to join the guard or become a member of Unit Star. So instead of being the exciting knight she longed to be since there childhood together, she runs her families bakery. Mathew is Alfred's less enthusiastic brother. Because of his lack of adventure he works in the bakery alongside with Elizaveta and Lovino.

"The Solemn general of great woods?, it couldn't of been, you wouldn't be here if it was and besides, he died in the battle of wood breech" Elizaveta pointed out. Her historic battle knowledge was impeccable and was never wrong.

"Yeah, but the humans lost that battle Liza" Mathew piped in as he let go of Alfred's cot. The two healthy people now watching a helpless knight being swung aimlessly.

"Can you not do that Mattie, or I'll get ya when I'm better". Alfred planning his revenge already.

"Mathew, we may of lost but the elves lost there beat general. That was proven by the blade of Golden green annihilation, now in the kings volt". Elizaveta huffed and sat on the empty cot next to Alfred.

"Not anymore..." Alfred looked away from the two as he swung again and again.

"Not any more? What do you mean Al?" Mathew stopped the swinging, holding his brother still.

"That's why I was chasing him, the elf stole the blade". Alfred tried sitting up but moving wasn't a possibility at the moment.

"He wasn't in pain when he was holding it?" Elizaveta lent forward in the cot.

"No why?" Alfred only just hitched an eyebrow him self.

"Legend says no one but The Solemn general of great woods can hold the blade without being inflicted with the worlds pain. No one can hold it, not even his kin" Elizaveta was in storytelling mode, she always had a flare for making anything sound exciting.

"Well, he ran around like it weighed nothing" Alfred admitted, still trying his luck and attempting to sit up.

"Crazy as it is, I think the legend is wrong Liza" Mathew stood up, pulling out a neatly wrapped parcel from Elizaveta's basket. "Here Alfred, this is for when you feel better" Mathew unwrapped it to reveal one Alfred's favourite bread buns. "Hope you get to eat it soon" Mathew put it on the cot side table and patted Alfred on his right shoulder.

Elizaveta stood up of the other cot and patted Alfred in the same place, "Get well quickly, I might need ya in the bakery soon". With that, Elizaveta picked up her basket, brushed away invisible dust from her dress and headed to the door way. Mathew following Elizaveta out soon after. And once again Alfred was left to wallow in his thoughts.

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Alfred had the nurses swooning and making a fuss over him as he slowly regained control of his body. The best thing Alfred could do while he was in this state was shoo the nurses away and sleep.

Alfred much proffered not to sleep after the first three times he dozed off. Some how his mind took him to the general.

The first of the set of dreams was Alfred reliving the scene in the alleyway. He woke in a sweat and feeling the adrenalin waking his body even more.

The second was of Alfred and the general meeting again and spending time with each other. Alfred was just gazing upon his beautiful face. That dream made him feel happy, relaxed and warm.

The third was the cause of trying not to fall asleep. Alfred was in an amazing meadow along side the elf. They just talked and chatted for a while then they started to whisper sweet nothings into each others ears. It ended with Alfred and the general kissing lightly and sweetly. As sweet and incomparable as it was, Alfred couldn't help but feel embarrassed and confused. The hostility between the two becoming something so intimate? What had flipped in Alfred's brain for him to dream of that? Gods only knew.

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On day four Alfred had enough of being stuck in the infirmary with the clingy nurses and the confusing dreams.

Alfred wanted out and his body had finally started moving again. The movements were big enough for him to get up and walk around a little. Alfred was one to push him self hard so making himself dash out of the infirmary wouldn't be to hard right?

Wrong!

It took two attempts because of the bleeding nurses not allowing him to leave. He assured them he was fine but a group of them would usher him back to his cot. He would grumble some unkind things when they left him alone, but he still attempted. Good thing too because by this time most of them had gone home.

Security down and Alfred made a run for it.

Getting home about half ten and Mathew wasn't too happy. Alfred didn't care he was out of that lonely stone infirmary, with no more nurses! Until Mathew took it upon him self to look after his brother. Alfred would of ran and slept in the barracks, but realising he didn't want to put up with his men constantly questioning him, refusing him a goodnights sleep; Alfred decided red cross Mathew would give him a better chance of what he wanted so he put up with his brothers fussing until he collapsed on his bed (that was tenfold more comfortable then the cot) and passed out to dreamy land.

A\N: so chapter 2? Here we have character introductions. Tell me if there bad, please. Don't forget to comment or review. I will gladly appreciate both. Thank you for reading. Yours, E-Liberty.