Disclaimer: I do not own hetalia or any of the named characters. For the next five chapters, it should be from Arthurs point of view. Or the elves side of the world. So here's Arthur! and a fluffy scene. You have been warned.

CH6: Immunity

It must of been just off a human week when Arthur woke in a heated sweat. "Blasted human". Arthur threw him self back into his covers, in annoyance. That had been the fourth time that night he had dreamt of the captain in a more then friendly way. "Why do you haunt me!" Arthur wailed as he plunged his head deep within his mountain of pillows. "How dose one find them self's so infatuated with a human of such... Ahh!" Arthur flipped him self onto his side just staring at the wall.

I cannot sleep with such a plague on my mind. Just my dreams alone are making me wish too see the mortal again. Those few bitter words said... But still i long to hear his voice. Just those sweet whispers made up to punish me for sins i have not yet committed.

"Blasted human". Arthur mumbled to him self as he accidentally returned to his slumber .

Almost as clear as the day he was just in, Arthur was laying in a unfamiliar bed. With the strangest but so well known arms wrapped around his waist. He turned over to gaze upon that same face. "You won't let go? Will you?"

"Hmm, nah. Your just so warm" the captain snuggled further onto Arthurs chest.

"I love you Arthur". The captain planted a small furry of kisses on Arthurs pale chest.

"Mmm. Not now" Arthur chuckled sweetly and kissed the top of captains softly.

"Fine, we'll just snuggle then" the captain held onto Arthur more strongly.

"I am absolutely satisfied with that". Arthur let the embrace swallow him up in it's tender warmth. "I love you",

"I know ya do". The two just lay there in the tangle of limbs, whispering the sweetest of things to each other.

KNOCK KNOCK! "Go away!", called Arthur as he enjoyed his dream. Wait!? ENJOYED?! Arthur was up like a bolt of lightning. "Who is it?" he asked tiredly rubbing away the sleep from his half dazed eyes, while trying to rid the feeling of happiness that formed by the dream.

"It's moi!"

"Who?" Arthur knew exactly who it was. The same blasted elf that had never let him have one moment of peace. The same bloody elf who took away his chance at the crown, the bloody beardy bastard that he was supposed to call king.

"What do you mean mon lapin? Can you not tell your own kings voice when 'e calls to you?"

"You'll never be my king Francis! Just, what do you want anyway, it is-" there was a short pause as Arthur checked the sun dial on his window sill, "-three in the morning! Bloody hell!" Arthur was pretty angry at the time but if Francis needed help, he could not say no, unless he was to break the code he saw upon to become the elf he was that day.

"Well lapin-"

"I am no rabbit!"

"*sigh* Well Arthur, now you 'ave your precious blade back, you can summon more power then even , oh i 'ate to say this, then even the fabulous moi... So i was wondering if maybe you would sustained the protective barrier?"

"You mean like i have been doing every morning, at sun rise, for the majority of my life?" Arthur rolled his eyes, Francis never did anything with magic, it was always Arthur, so why would he take the credit? Oh yes, because he was a fake pompous king who cannot even summon a simple garden fairy.

"Oui, you got it lap-! Arthur" Francis finished off before he got in anymore trouble with the ballistic general. Sure diplomatic immunity got you so far but as protection from an angry Arthur, he would be ripped to shreds in the matter of moments. Just as Francis was going to take his leave a yawning sleep deprived Arthur called out to him.

"Did you need anything else Frog?". Arthur was already regretting the idea of asking the most despicable, slimy elf he knew if he needed "Anything else".

"Well as your asking, could you possibly, 'opefully take my place in the war meeting later this morning? S'il vous plaît?". A moment of silence and one heavy regretful sigh later,

"Yes, i will go. When and where is it?". You could hear Arthurs foot steps as he wander around his room. Assuming he was even doing anything other than wandering aimlessly.

"Merci Arthur! Oh it is in the River Kingdom and if you set off now you will make it!".

"WHAT?! RIVER KINGDOM?! Francis, you bloody frog, could you not of asked me earlier?!". There was some banging and scraping, then Arthurs room was as quiet as the ghosting whistles of the wind. Francis pressed his head against the door, listening for any sign of life or for Arthur having an seizure. All of a sudden, the door flew open, the king of the forest elves was thrown back and slammed into the wall instead of the door. "I better get paid big time for this Francis!". The general stormed down the hallway and out the front door, grumbling about "bloody seven hour trip on horseback!".

Francis, sandwiched between the forest green wall and the golden door, simply cried out, "But what about the protective spell?..", but alas. It was too late. Arthur had already mounted his black Thoroughbred and was off on his way to the River Kingdom.

A/N: I have used some tips off foreversnowynights, Thank you for the help. Yeah, talking about help. I am new to the sight and I have been told to get a beta. So if anyone out there wants to be my beta, I would be very thankful.

And so here we have Arthur. Hope you liked it. Yeah so i will write about Arthur until chapter 10 i think.

So, will they all meet at Heavens-guard or will the fighting four get there too late?