Alfred struggled under the large Alpha, trying desperately to escape from is strong hold. He would fight him, even if his body relished in the feeling of the large suitable mate above him. He had to remain pure, untainted so he may use his abilities to find his twin brother and for no other reason. "Unhand thee! Thou art a Churlish, Ill-breed Lewdster!" Alfred screamed the insult but the Alpha refused to back down.
The blonde Omega's heart beat with fear. If he were to be breed before his heat truly began, it holds a deadly consequence. For should it take to him so early in the heat, it will grow lower with in him and without a doubt kill both him and his unborn. He could not brake his promise, not now. "Nay!" he screamed. "Nay! Prithee! Thou art a cutpurse to thee Maidenhood! Prithee, spare me my Maidenhood, I beg of thy heart!" he would do anything to live, to keep his promise even beg for his virginity and his life.

The Alpha did not respond to his begging, instead he moved his hand toward his face. Alfred tightened his eyes and turned his head, waiting for the sound of a harsh hand hitting his cheek and the stinging pain that followed. Arthur had hit him on several occasions for different reasons. Some his own doing and some from Arthur's drukardness. It was not illegal to strike an Omega if you are the dominating Alpha of the house especially if the Omega was a slave, but if one was to strike a Beta or another Alpha. To him, this Alpha was no different. Yet, they were not in Deutschland. Alfred was not sure of the laws in Chūhon.

The pain never came. Alfred willed his eyes open to see a small black spider clutched between two of the Alpha's fingers. Alfred was far beyond confusion and the Alpha seemed to notice it. "Vile is thy beast, poisonous wretch none the least" with that he sat up and killed the beast between his fingers. He held out his hand to Alfred who simply looked at it. "Pray tell, doth thou fear my presence? Of Alpha blood doth I be but doth not I wish to cutpurse thy Maidenhood." Alfred relaxed a bit after hearing that, but only slightly. "With in this land of Chūhon, such is call for exile." he helped the other up.

Alfred leaned forward holding his sides. The pain was back, the aching pain was wrapping around to his back. He grunted and clung to the other whom seemed to know what was bothering him. The other lead the poor Omega back to bed and gave him a warm tea to drink. The blonde did and soon the pain faded. "Grammercy." he said lowly, thanking the Alpha for riding him of his pain. It was quite odd to him to have an Alpha know how to care for the aliments of an Omega, a slave at that.

"Tis my pleasure fair maiden. Doth thou wish to seek knowledge thou simply need-ith to ask." He sat in the chair beside the bed waiting. Alfred was far from comfortable with an Alpha so close to him when he was starting his heat. Such was harshly punished in Deutschland, twenty lashes for the Omega and four for the Alpha.

"Pray tell," Alfred had been wondering this for some time. "Doth you possess thy will of God?"

The Alpha laughed whole heartedly at it. "Thy will of God?! You jest, Maiden of Virtue for you possess such a will. For to refuse thy noble blooded Alpha is truly Virtuous. Nay, the herbs of thy land keep thy Alpha blood stilled."

He was taken back by the sudden laugh but was bewildered that such a thing could exist that would allow and Alpha to be near a heating Omega without wanting to breed. What was such a place as this Chūhon? It was already sounding quite nice to him and he wondered if there were other places like it.

Warm hands took his and placed upon it a gentle kiss through the cloth mask. "Pray tell, for what are thy to be addressed fair Maiden of Virtue?" He looked up at him with a kind gaze. One that Alfred did not fear.

The blonde smiled wickedly. "Tis dishonorable to ask for thy name when thou hath failed to present thyself before hand." this was not the case in Deutschland but it was in Chūhon, or so he was told. Either way he would not give his name before the other had.

The Alpha seemed to smile behind his mask. He stood up and bowed a full ninety degrees to him before standing straight. "Tis William. My name doth hold high honor." He the knelt beside the bed with his head lower then Alfred's. "T'was given to me by thy land's natives." Once more he took the Omega's hand and kissed it through the mask. "Pray tell Maiden of Virtue, what doth thy be addressed?"

He was not sure what to say. What could he say? He was an Omega slave and this Alpha treated him as if he were a royal Alpha. He smiled, he felt...free. "Thy name you seek so kind sir, is Alfred." He sat up feeling much better then he had. Whatever the stuff he was given was, it worked like a dream.

Excitement filled the other's eyes. "Alfred! Tis such a name befitting a maiden! Elfin kind tis as pure as heavens light! Of Elfin blood is thy kinsman?" He looked at Alfred's ears and frowned at them. "Tis not right to jest of such."

Alfred huffed. "Tis not my fault that such be true. Given my name was I not upon my choice." he turned his back on him not wanting to face the bastard. What right did he have to insult his name? The fucking nerve! Who did this Alpha think he was?

"Forgiveness fair Alfred, I meant no offence. Tis just names hold so much meaning to one's truest self." He stood up and fell to his knees before the blonde before him. Those lovely sapphire eyes hidden for his view. It upset him, but the Alpha was compassionate toward the other.

"Pray tell, t'was it you whom killed the others that night?" Alfred's eyes looked down at him almost pitifully. "I faced a few of the Alphas and Beta's I sensed..." his mind wandered to that night and his eyes glazed in sadness.

William nodded. "T'was I whom slain them. Vile wretches, attacking such fair a maiden as you. To out number by so many, cowardice fools!" He was pissed, there was no debt about such. Yet, when he looked to Alfred, all anger vanished.

The blonde held a soft smile. "I am grateful to you for such. I am in your debt."

The other laughed. "Tis nothing fair Alfred, t'was my pleasure."

"Pray tell kind William, doth thou know-ith much of bearers?" Alfred himself was poorly educated on the subject, it was just basic knowledge. Deutschland did not take kindly to educated Omegas. Once the other nodded he continued. "Pray tell why I wanted to be breed by the ill-breed brute called Sadik but then not? I doth not understand such..." his face turned red with embarrassment as the other burst into laughter.

"Tis simple fair Alfred, t'was that he was no longer the ideal mate! Once I entered thy range of scent, I became thy ideal mate. Tis common knowledge that such should occur." he laughed out loud before he realized the distress in the other, and wanted to punch himself. He hugged the other, knowing that an Alpha's embrace was a way to calm a Bearer. "Tis a shame thy land doth not teach of such. No doubt just enough for breeding. Sinful beasts! Bearers art more then such!"

Alfred was truly intrigued by this Alpha. He was nothing like the others. He seemed to genuinely care about Bearers and how they felt. Even more so, his arms were so big and strong...Such a warm embrace...His smell so intoxicating...With out reasoning Alfred closed his eyes as he kissed the Alpha's neck. Something told him it was the right thing to do and thus he did it. His body fell pry to his instincts as they took over. "What is it that such should allow an Alpha to care for a bearer?" He straddled the Alpha, grinding down on him. Warm wet liquid ran down his thigh. Alfred's blood ran hot through him. "Agh!" he moaned as the Alpha threw him on his back, pressing his body to him. He gave a needy look.

William ran his hand over the bearer. All he had to do was mate him once and he would forever be bonded to him. Just once and he was his forever. Oh goddess this bearer was so tempting! His tan skin so warm and soft to the touch. He pushed him down on the bed, grinding his vital regions into the young bearer. His breath caught in his throat as he received some much needed friction. A heavy sigh was released and he backed away. It wasn't right to take advantage of Alfred's instincts. It was shameful. He backed away and slipped a Kin leaf into the bearer's tea. "Drink and feel well once more."

It was true. He felt a lot better and his mind clear. "Forgive thee, I-I know not what hath come over me..." his face was lightly dusted with a pink powder. He had almost blown it, almost given up his only way to find his brother.

"Thou doth not need forgiveness. Tis simply with in thy blood." William stood up and ruffled the other's hair. "Though it shalt be best if I take my leave til thy Heat hath pass."

Alfred watched sadly as the other headed for the door. "Wait, doth this be thy end? Please, vow you will come once more." he didn't want to lose someone like him. Someone who didn't treat him like a worthless baby machine.

A nod of the other's head. "I doth vow." With that he left Alfred alone to think of what he almost had done.

~/-*-\~

Arthur stormed down the stairs raging beyond all belief. He knew it was a poor idea to let his bread and bother leave with those foolish Italians. His basement was filled with shelves of ingredients. From frog tails and pickled snail tongues. The large black cauldron sat in the middle of the stone floor marked with ancient wittings. Near it sat a podium with a thick leather book warn with age. A dark robe wrapped around him as he waved his arm making the book fly open and turn to the proper page. "A fool's Fool am I!" he growled. He threw in some dusted toad's wart and pickled snake's tongue to the cauldron. The liquid began to bubble and emit an eerie green glow. "Heart so pure and mind open. One half of a whole, thy parted soul! Show on to me the child Alfred is know, to the very core of his bone!"

Smoke arose and a bright glow flashed before him. An image of his Alfred appeared laying in a bed. The boy looked like hell. His body drenched in sweat, breathing labored. Yet his eyes, normally full of a bright rebellious light were now clouded with a lustful haze. He knew the boy was struggling to keep control of himself. Trying desperately to remain pure.

"Alfred, thy child for whom set the bar, pray tell where you are." his voice rang out in the cellar bold and true. He would find that child, would find where he was. The light flashed once more reveling the land known as Chūhon. Green eyes narrowed to deadly slits. That land was not unknown to him. He had a rich history there. One he wished never happened.

With a wave of his arm the smoke vanished. Moving quickly he gathered several things for his trip. Some books, scrolls, ingredients and money. "Foul demons take what is rightfully mine!" He ascended the twisted staircase moving toward the stables where his horse lay in waiting, Peter holding the reins. "Keep with your studies, I shall be back before three suns pass." The child simply nodded and headed back to the house as Arthur set out.

The damn Italians told him that Alfred had taken the rings, if this was the truth then he was far wiser then he would have thought. To teleport in such a small enclosed area would have harmed the others. The smoke alone was enough to burn the flesh.

A roll of the eyes as the horse galloped down the cobble stone path way and to the gate. He was not going to let those damn bastards breed with his Omega. He paid for him fair and square. He held his slave papers and the key to his slave collar. As long as that collar was in place, no one could touch him, no one could claim him, Alfred was legally his...in Deutschland.