Insanity Chapter 7: Sweet Devil AU Part VI, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

Sweet Devil AU Part VI

(A/N : The last chapter has been edited (08/07/2016) so go check it out before reading this chapter if you haven't already )

Alfred was 15 when he met him.

He really thought it would just be the two of them forever, with no one else coming between them, just them against the world.

Since when he'd become so selfish, he didn't know, but all he knew is that he didn't liked sharing Arthur with anyone else, he wanted Arthur for himself.

So it was only natural for Alfred to hate him the moment he stepped in with Arthur. Blond hair, though not as pretty as Arthur's, and cerulean blue eyes, almost the same shade as Alfred, which made him hate him even more.

He seemed like a charming man, and Alfred could feel jealously burning deep within his heart when he saw Arthur walking in with him, smiling at the man.

The smile that was supposed to be reserved for him only.

Arthur noticed Alfred and immediately introduced them to each other.

"So is this the kid you speak so fondly of?" The man questioned and after getting a nod from Arthur, placed his hand on his head and ruffled his hair. "Well then it's nice to meet you, I'm Caleb, Arthur tells me a lot about you."

Though some part of him felt happy that Arthur spoke of him so proudly, his annoyance didn't die down, it seemed to grow as he witnessed Arthur served the man as a guest.

'More like an intruder' Alfred though as the sat on the dining chair and glared at the intruder in their house that was sitting in the living room with Arthur opposite him. They looked as though they were having a very interesting conversation, but Alfred didn't bother listening, he was more focused on thinking of ways to kill the man in his head.

He narrowed his eyes when he saw Arthur laughing at something the man said and decided right there and then that he really dislike this Caleb guy.

It felt like forever before Caleb said that he had to go as the sky was turning dark, Alfred never felt happier at the fact this intruder was finally getting out of their house, he silently prayed that he will not come back ever again.

Arthur waved him goodbye before closing the door and turning to Arthur, hands on his hips.

"Alright young man, explain." Arthur's stared at him in the eye, waiting for an answer.

"Explain what?" Alfred feigned innocence.

" You were glaring at the poor lad ever since he walked in here, what's going on?" Arthur's tone soften at the end.

No answer.

"Alfred, love, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong, so come on, what's the matter?"

Arthur went and stood beside Alfred.

"..today's my birthday and you promised me that you will celebrate it with me.." He mumbled out, avoiding Arthur's gaze. He wasn't exactly lying, Arthur promised him last week that it would just be the two of them, until that bastard walked in.

"So it's just because of that?" Arthur sighed and went into his room before coming out with a wrapped present in his hands.

"Here, Happy Birthday." Arthur handed him the gift and watched as Alfred's eyes lit up upon seeing the present before taking it from Arthur's hand and unwrapping it.

It was a scarf, a really beautiful blue scarf.

"W-winter is approaching and it gets really cold here so I thought I'd make you one, plus the colour matches your eyes." Arthur blushed.

"Thank you Arthur, it's really pretty." Alfred felt as though his heart just exploded with joy, Arthur made something for him, it must have taken him days, if not weeks to do this, Alfred was going to cherish this, for sure.

Birthdays with Arthur was the best, Arthur always made him feel so special on his birthday, he gave him handmade present, even cooked for him(although it didn't turn out well), he brought so much joy and happiness to Alfred, and Alfred couldn't be happier, just the thought of Arthur always being there with him and spending time with him was already a wonderful birthday present.

Not like back home. Where he was expected to fulfill his role accordingly.

His 15th birthday celebration was, as usual, a ball which was held at the castle, everyone there congratulated him on that day.

Three more years and he'll be on the throne they said.

They knew his father wouldn't last long, he could be the king of hell but not even a demon king could defend himself against illness. The illness struck his father three winters ago, and since then he has been getting more sick and weak as the days past, it wouldn't be long before he would be forced to succumb to the deadly disease.

Alfred was going to be king in three years, even if his father survived till then, he was not in a suitable condition to rule any longer, ruling for two hundred years, it's time to step down and let the heir take his rightful place on the throne, and his father would have to leave the kingdom forever.

But it wasn't the court's decision, nor Alfred's, it was his own request.

Feeling as though he would be unable to face his own citizen after getting taken down by a mere disease, he requested to be brought to a small cottage just outside the kingdom, where he would live there till he died.

Alfred didn't object nor said his opinion on his father's decision, if he wanted to go, Alfred wasn't going to stop him.

It would be better than having to kill him himself.

It was a rule in their kingdom, there can not be more than one king at a time, the old king will either have to be banished, or killed by their own son.

Usually, a duel was held between the heir and king, if the heir failed in killing his own father, he would not be deemed worthy to rule the kingdom, and he himself would be banished.

But in Alfred's case, it wouldn't even take him a minute to bring him down. But Alfred was not a big fan on murdering his own, so this was the best way to avoid bloodshed.

It wouldn't be long before Alfred would be king, then he would become very busy, he would have to rule a kingdom, and that means,

No more sneaking out to see Arthur.

Alfred's heart ached just by thinking about it, he wouldn't be able to see Arthur anymore, he wouldn't be able to see his angel anymore.

But he knew he shouldn't worry about it, it will all work out in the end, he will find a way to be with Arthur, right now, all he could do is to cherish the moment he had with Arthur now.

He had three more years to think, after all.

(A/N: OMG, I'm so sorry for abandoning this story for 7 months, please don't kill me TWT I have reason QWQ, I promise I'll try to update more often, and I know this chapter wasn't that long but I'm a slow writer and this was the best I could do in 2 hours TWT please don't murder me, I'm just a slow potato QWQ anyways~ please enjoy this chapter~ Byeee~)

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