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Lonely Sunday	By : SouChanDevo Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia nor do i make any profit from it.. I just use it for the sick twisted plot bunnies running around bopping me on the head.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue - Don't
- 2-Chapter 1 Always
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Author’s Note: Hey this is my first fic on AFF.net but I have written plenty in the past. I’m hoping this one turns out well, and I hope that you enjoy it! I was watching numerous hetalia amvs on you tube, and I found this one. It inspired me to write this fiction, and I asked if I could post a link in my fic.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-98SurXLMc by kesshixshinshi .

Please watch this vid, as it is very well made, and portrays the overall feel of this story.

WARNING: This will be an angst fic, so if you don’t wish to cry don’t flame me later if you continue reading. There will be abuse in later chapters, and non consensual sex as well. If this isn’t your thing, don’t read.

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Prologue - Don’t



They’d been in this war for three years. All the other countries in the allies had claimed they needed America’s help. They were strong, and they could easily help overpower Germany and Austria. Arthur hadn’t been so sure. Alas, today was the first meeting that America would join their team. Apparently Germany had started unrestricted submarine warfare, and Alfred didn’t like that very much. The weight of the impending meeting settled heavily on Arthur’s shoulders. He hadn’t spoken to Alfred in quite a long time, and everytime they had spoken since the revolution had degraded into a fight of some sort. The Englishman sighed, leaning down to make sure that his trousers were folded perfectly over his tall boots, and straightened his coat nervously. Surely America had matured since they had last spoken, and he could deal with the fact that they were going to be on the same team.



   The blonde ran a sweaty hand through his hair as he strode down the hallway to the conference room. Quick footsteps caught his attention and he stopped to see none other than Alfred running down the hall, coat flapping behind him, and a mess of papers in his arms.

   The American caught sight of the shorter nation and screeched to a halt, some of the papers falling from his hands. He hadn’t checked all the countries attending these meetings, merely signed his name, feeling that he had to fix things now that Germany had drug him into it. His glasses slid low on his nose as he looked at the older man before him. “Arthur… what are you doing here?” He asked, completely dumbfounded.

   The look of nervousness on the other’s face shifted to one of mild annoyance and brotherly adoration. “Seriously Alfred, do you ever read anything all the way through before you sign it?” He shook his head and smiled brightly hoping things could be put behind them.



   Alfred’s brows drew down and his lips formed a handsome frown. “I do, I… I was just busy…” Arthur shook his head again, and leaned down to collect the fallen papers. Alfred reached out to take them, but Arthur didn’t extend them. His green eyes met blue hidden behind glass, and the American let his arm fall back to his side.



   “Alfred… I…” Arthur let his hair fall across his eyes. What could he say? How could he apologize for all that had happened?



   “Don’t…” Arthur’s eyes widened as he looked up into a stern faced American. No hints of the colony that he had once sheltered remained in that face. A large hand, larger than he remembered, plucked the papers from his grasp. The tall blonde man opened the door to the conference room, and let it close behind him.



   Arthur gripped at his chest, not caring if he wrinkled his perfectly starched uniform. His breath came in shallow pants, and his head throbbed like it was going to split in two. He’d been hoping for so long things would go well when they finally spoke again…

   Plip…plip…

   Arthur’s vision was blurry. Could that be Alfred? His Alfred never held such a cold demeanor. He was happy, full of smiles and jokes. Always getting into trouble… what had happened since the revolution?

   Plip… plip plip….

   The knot in his heart that had become a constant in Arthur’s life tightened yet again, threatening to choke him. Could he ever salvage the relationship between him and the other nation? Could they ever walk through the amber waves of grass together, and sing songs of their countries while enjoying the summer wind, could they ever have that peace again?

   Plip… plip…

   Arthur scrubbed his eyes with the back of one hand, and made himself as presentable as possible before entering the conference room, head held high, giving no hint of his pathetic display in the hallway. He took his seat and rested his hands on his knees so he could clench them in an effort to ease the throbbing in his heart and throat. He ventured a look to the country across the table. Cerulean eyes met his own emerald ones, and a scowl flickered across his features before the taller blonde turned away, to the chalkboard, quickly jotting down some information.

   “Now that we’re all here, we can begin…”

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A/N: So, there was the prologue. I know it’s sad. Made me sad to write it too. I’m actually working on the first chapter right now, so expect it up by tomorrow or so. I hope you like it. Please review, I’d love to hear from you.
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