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Contact Me... Chap 2

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About three days later, Alfred had acquired the phone of his dreams, you would hardly see the boy without it. He wore a small grin whenever he's fiddling with the little thing. Sometimes he would be texting nonstop and would only seize when it was time to eat. Though you could see the eagerness in his eyes to grab hold of the gadget once more. Arthur wondered how he had gotten so many 'textmates' in such a short time of fourty-eight hours. Although, it delights the Brit to see the young American so happy with his newly purchased item.

Three weeks later, Alfred finally had the confidence to ask if he were to be able to go out to some friend's house. Feliciano had invited him over to Lovino's house, in other words Antonio's. At first Arthur was against the idea considering it was the Spanish man's house, not to mention it was just right next to that bloody frog's place. But Alfred's huge, bright, puppy eyes was one thing he knew even he, The Great Britain, could never say no to. The British man gave in with with one condition...

That Alfred were to contact him, ALWAYS.

--

"Veeeeee~! Alfred! I'm so glad you came over!" cheered the younger of the Italians. His brother Lovino was just quietly sitting beside Feliciano.

"Glad to be here!" cheered Alfred.

The three played a few games and chatted for the longest time. They even played Wheel of Fortune(*). They had snacks in the afternoon, courtesy of Antonios special churro, we're talking about with pure choco! Antonio stayed with them outside in the patio to have a little chat with the three kids. Everything was pleasant until Lovino shoved a churro up Antonio's nose for telling the other two a story about how the little Italian got locked inside his own room when he was younger because he was too short to reach the handle. He cried for nearly half an hour until Antonio finally managed to open the door with a spare key. Alfred burst out laughing, much to Lovino's embarrassment and Antonio's abused nose. Feli couldn't help but laugh as well, but still cleaned up the Spanish man's face. With all the fun they were having, Alfred failed to notice one important thing.

-- earlier that day...

Arthur sat in his patio, having his afternoon tea with his personally baked scones. He was reading his favorite novel with a peaceful look on his face. He took a sip of his earl grey and fished his pocket for his watch. It read four-fifteen o'clock in the afternoon. He closed his watch and placed a bookmark on the current page he was reading. It is time to pick up Alfred. He fixed his stuff and washed the dishes. He grabbed his coat and his keys, locked the door and hopped in his car. He took his phone from his pocket to call the young American just in case. Arthur dialed Alfred's number but only heard the ringing sound. He waited until the dial-tone finally played, signaling the neglecting of his call. Arthur disconnected and thought that maybe Alfred was just having too much fun that he forgot to check his phone.

He was arriving close to Antonio's house when he decided to call Alfred again. He dialed his number and again no answer from the younger. Arthur was starting to worry. He tried calling again but to no avail. Arthur was getting fidgety, he didn't even know how many times he had tried already and still no answer. The Brit's mind was was spinning with countless possibilities of what might have happened to Alfred that caused him to not answer his calls.

His phone might have been snatched on his way here.

"No that cant be, he texted me when he got there." He felt his pulse quicken. He tried dialing one more time.

His phone could have used up it's energy.

"Impossible, it was still ringing... it wouldn't ring if it ran out of battery." He could hear his own heartbeat; he started to sweat a little as he thought of the last possibility.

He could have been kidnapped.

Arthur nearly felt his heart stop when he heard the dial tone of the phone in his last attempt of contacting the young American. He stepped on the cars panel and sped through the streets.

--

"By the way, Alfred, how did you convince Mr. Arthur to let you out?" asked Feli while rolling the dice in his hands, they were inside now playing this board game called 'snakes and ladders' where in Alfred was winning. "From what I remembered you were not allowed to leave the manor."

Alfred grinned at the question. "I'm glad you asked!" He fished around the pockets of his bag and held out the small gadget. The twins could have sworn they heard a 'ta~da~!'. Lovino was the first to react.

"Woah! Cool! How did you get one of those??"

"Veeee! Mr. Roderich would never let me have one!"

Alfred chuckled. "Well it wasn't easy, Arthur was heard to convince. But with a little persuasion it was easy enough." 'if I wanted to be grounded for a month that is.' He added in his mind.

The twins asked if they could see it closer, Alfred obliged and went on about how awesome it was and the features it has, and all the like. Lovino tried to unlock the screen and when he did he saw an alert box.

"Hey Alfred, what's this for?" he handed the phone back to the American. Alfred raised an eyebrow checked the screen.

Three text messages and thirteen missed calls from Arthur.

oh shoot.

Alfred checked the clock it read five-thirty pm. He is so dead.

"I'm in a bit of a sticky wicket." he said in a British accent. The twins stared at him, noticing that stares he coughed and said, "Ah! I- uh-! I mean... Dudes! I'm totally screwed!" He closed his bag and slung it over his shoulder. "I kind of need to go now..." he said standing up, he we was a little calm on the outside but he felt a little panicky on the inside.

"Oh, ok then. I should be going a little later anyway." smiled Feli.

"Do I still need to see you out?" asked Lovino. Alfred made his way towards the door to put on his shoes. "No need! I'll be going then! Say thank you to Mr. Antonio for me!" he didn't bother to hear the reply when he opened the door and saw Arthur's car parked in front of the house's yard. He gulped and braced himself.

Arthur heard a should of a gate being opened and saw Alfred bolting for the door. He was relieved to no end when he finally saw the younger's face. Alfred hopped in the car and greeted him, "Hi Arthur, sorry I'm late." he said nervously.

"Where have you been?" Arthur's voice was cold, Alfred knew that he was definitely in trouble. "I called you, many many times! You did not even answer a single one of them!" They drove off and Alfred hung his head feeling guilty but didn't talk. "I thought your phone was snatched! Or perhaps, the queen forbids, you were kidnapped! I never knew where you were for the past forty-five minutes!"

Alfred muttered a small "Sorry." as guilt started to eat him away.

"I only let you out for one day, young man, ONE day... and you already broken one of your promises! How could I possibly let you go out on your own now?" His voice was harsh, Alfred could tell that he was holding back his anger, he could hear it in his voice, and perhaps he was also fighting back a sob.

"I let you out, just once... and you... how could you have been so irresponsible?"

Alfred stayed put; not moving, even as a few tears started to fall from his eyes and onto his lap. "I'm sorry." he muttered over and over again. Until he couldn't handle the sting in his eyes and he rubbed them with the ball of his hand. Arthur looked at his charge as his face softened and brought the car to a stop at the red light. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the boy's face with it before handing it to him while saying, "There, there... stop crying now.". Alfred gladly took it as he started to sniffle. The car moved forward once more as the light turned green.

"I'm ... sorry... please don't be mad at... me anymore." said Alfred between his sobs. Arthur placed a hand on the other blonde's head, patting his mop of hair.

"I'm not mad at you, love... I'm upset of what you DID. Stop crying now..." Alfred nodded but still sniffled.

They arrived at the front of their manor and Arthur turned the engine off proceeding to hop off the car and open the passenger's door. Alfred got himself out still hung his head. Arthur smiled apologetically and pulled the young American into a hug, rubbing his back. Alfred in turn relaxed in his guardian's arms and hugged him back.

"It is ok, love... I'm glad that nothing awful has happened to my cute little angel." He said and kissed the top of Alfred's mop of hair. He has not noticed until now that it was actually pretty thick. He felt the boy bury his face into the vest under his jacket heard a muffled voice saying, "Don't treat me like a baby." His eyebrows slightly rose then he chuckled when he imagined that Alfred was hiding his pout; maybe also a blush because he could feel the heat through the vest. Arthur pulled away and held Alfred's hand as he closed the door of his car.

"Come now, it is nearly time for supper." he said, Alfred nodded and smiled as they walked back into the mansion.
. . .

FLUUUUUUFFFFF!!! >3<

part 1 [link]
part 2 [current]
part 3 [in your dreams..! XD]

well... this was hmmmn..,
this is surprisingly longer than i thought it would be.,
O_o
if you see any irregularity... please remember that this is an AU fic... XD;;

btw
* - it's actually an old Spanish game... it's not the typical Wheel of Fortune you see on the telly... it was popular here in the Philippines too when it got colonized by Spain... do i need to explain what the game is??
it's a game that you ask a question then you spin the arrow; or for old time's sake, a pin and when it stops - in a color or a number - you look into this booklet and it answers your question.! (at least that's what i remembered, i could be wrong) simple! :) quite fun actually... :XD: i only got to play it once... when i was a little tyke...

ahhhh.. finally... am done with this... i was seriously considering not finishing this fanfic...
but looking at the views and favs in the first chapter.. i just couldnt... >3>

anyway... i hope it was ok., ^^;
i was a little lazy when i did this,,, so i hope it doesnt suck too much., ·_·

thanks for reading!

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Me-and-Missy's avatar
I LOVE THIS!! I also been in that same situation! I wanted to cry too ;w;. I feel your pain Alfred! Are you going to make number 3 or do I have to dream???