Jack was furious... How far the great nations had fallen! The people are full of sin and lust- it made him sick. The world wasn't a safe place for his master to live in. So many disgusting lustful creatures...

Ah, there's one now.

Francis flirted with a well endowed lady behind the counter of a small coffee shop, causing Jack to roll his eyes. Women today were so immodest! Such short skirts and revealing clothing- it was simply repulsive! Another reason he had hated those prostitutes, they had all thrown themselves at Arthur when he quite clearly wasn't interested. Simply disgusting! Arthur was nothing like them, such fine suits and perfect modesty made him wonderful to behold...

Now to be rid of a very large threat to his lovely Arthur's modesty...

The blonde haired man froze when his cerulean eyes locked with Jack's icy blue. The Ripper felt his lips tug into a smirk, Arthur had been right; the thrill of the hunt was always the best part. Jack raised a hand in greeting and the man took off running, causing Jack to cackle madly. He began to follow at a leisurely pace, he needn't hurry- he had the upper hand after all.

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Arthur ran his hands through Lovino's brown hair, revelling in it's softness... Lovino kept his eyes closed, pretending to still be asleep as his lover petted him. He loved it but showing his weakness to Arthur would mean revealing all of his insecurities and possibly chasing him away...

"I know you are awake, Lovino," whispered Arthur in dulcet tones, continuing to stroke his lover's hair.

"..." Lovino shifted, snuggling further into Arthur to hide his face. However it seemed to be impossible to ever fool the bastard!

"You don't have to say anything, I understand. It's hard for you to open up to people after being hurt so many times, I understand that feeling better than most." Said Arthur darkly, causing Lovino to frown. He hated when Arthur fell into his spirals of self-loathing, it was impossible to comfort or show him he wasn't as terrible as he thought.

He's fucking perfect, why would he think otherwise?

"That's exactly how I feel about you Lovino," sighed Arthur, placing a gentle kiss on his lover's head.

"...Love you bastard" mumbled Lovino, his face burning.

"I love you too Lovino" whispered Arthur.

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Jack sighed, wiping the blood from his knife on Francis's blue cape. He had tried to cut out the filthy pervert's tongue for saying Arthur would never love him, then he had proceeded to violently drag his knife across the French man's stomach.

Right to left, right to left..

He prided himself on being left handed, just like Arthur. He had silenced the whore by slashing his throat, which mercifully hadn't healed just yet- it would be a few days before he regenerated. He cast a rueful glance at the nasty bruise upon the victim's cheek- he shouldn't have lost his temper. Arthur always told him to keep a stiff upper lip...

Arthur... I have been doing this for you- I just hope you never find out the lengths I have had to go through to keep you innocent and sane. I hope you can forgive me but I know what this man has been planning. I just hope your current Lover can keep you satisfied until I can ensure your safety...

I love you, now and Forever my Angel, my Lord my sweet, sweet Teacher.

There is no one in the world more fitting for you than I and I for you.

Love me.

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"This is getting out of hand, we need to tell Arthur-aru!" snapped Yao, wringing his hands worriedly.

"No. I refuse to let him know how far Jack has truly fallen, we will keep him unaware until we can be sure he won't snap" replied Alana, rolling a small golden ball between her fingers. She chuckled at the memory- WW2, she had been stuck in a German cell with Lovino and she had gotten so bored she started bouncing the ball off the wall.

It drove the Italian insane.

She grinned, it had been so-so calming to have him there, as if they had just been two friends sharing a laugh and arguing playfully about a bad habit... Moments like that kept Nations sane.

"I think we should try and reason with Jack" said Sam thoughtfully.

"Like that'd work" snapped Yao, still terrified after the Ripper's visit.

"I think waiting for him to make a move is the best option, we can form a counter attack strategy after we know his goal" replied Alana seriously, causing Yao to stare.

"..You sounded like Arthur-aru" mumbled Yao wistfully.

"You really miss him, huh?" said Alana sympathetically (she was still on Arthur's side- he had been right to dump Yao, he was such a control freak!) she understood what it was like to miss someone who would never come back. She grimaced, dragging her thoughts away from that bottomless pit of despair and focusing on her friend.

"I keep remembering all the good things about him, it gets harder and harder each time I see him- Hong just makes it worse. He wants to be just like him even though Arthur was the one who told him to be himself he just keeps on trying to be Arthur... An impossible task if you ask me- he's so oblivious it hurts!" whined Yao, dramatically slumping in his chair. Alana chuckled.

"Well, it's too late for you anyway Yao, he belongs to Lovino now" said Alana with a rueful smile.

"How did that happen anyway?" asked Sam with a grin.

"Their both broken but together they are whole." replied Alana simply.

"Great another of Life's mysteries to keep me up at night" grumbled Yao and all three chuckled.

God they needed to get out more.