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A Storm of Sunflowers	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 4890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters. This story is strictly for fun and for the enjoyment of fans.

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***Sorry for the late update everyone! It has been a sad and crazy week. I had to put my cat down last week and it was VERY hard. If you own a pet give them an extra hug and kiss. :) Also, I managed to have some technical difficulties and lost almost all of what I had for this chapter and had to go back and rewrite the whole thing. Not cool.

***Warning: Hardcore Yaoi ahead!

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.

Chapter 19

Alfred stood on Feliks' stool, gazing at himself in the mirror at his wedding attire. He was slightly annoyed that he had no say in it but Feliks had told him that no one had his eye for color and style. So Alfred was kept in the dark about his own wedding outfit until now. He would have preferred a lighter material than velvet but in this cold weather it was logical. There was nothing much to it yet, just the fitting and shape of the 'gown'. That also made his eye twitch in annoyance because Feliks had based it off a dress pattern he already had.

He suppose he should be grateful that Feliks had left the front open and stopped it above the knees. The sides and back flowed out like a train behind him and the thought of the fabric dragging along the floor didn't seem to make sense. If it was black maybe but not pure white.

All in all, Alfred really couldn't complain about the 'dress' because the more he stared it at, it became more pleasing. Feliks hasn't added any designs or trims yet but it shaped his lithe body well. He had wanted tighter sleeves but Feliks had made them wider for comfort. The scoop neck was exposing his skin and he was starting to catch draft from the chill of the castle. Alfred figured that was Ivan's idea so he could see his mother's choker more clearly, never mind Alfred freezing.

"Hey! Are you like, listening?" Feliks voice cut through his thoughts.

"Huh?" He looked down at him.

"I said turn more to the right!" Alfred did so, teetering on the stool until Feliks steadied him. "So you've been quiet. What do you think of it?"

"It's nice…I appreciate all the hard work you've put into it. It's not done though, right?"

"Nope, I'll be up all night working on this. You'll like, see me with bloodied fingers tomorrow but don't be alarmed. I wont' get any on the dress."

"Man-dress." Alfred said with a frown. "Call it a 'man-dress'. It sounds…less womanly." Feliks laughed.

"No, it doesn't. It just sounds stupid. It's a 'gown' fit for a man."

"Exactly! A man-dress!"

"How about 'man-gown'?"

"…fine, man-gown." At least it had a slightly more masculine ring to it. "So…what else are you going to do it?"

"Ah, well, Ivan wanted it to be like, all white but I talked him in to using a little bit of color. I have thousands of ribbon and trim and I found just the right one! Now if I had, like, more time I would have line the inside of your man-gown. I could have made this extra special nice if I had time. But like, the trim of the sleeves will be wide and the neck will have twisted blue and silver piping. The trim of your sleeves will be blue to match your eyes. Simple and subtle."

"What else will I be wearing besides this? Please tell me pants of some kind."

"Yes, you'll have white leggings and wear one of his mother's white stag cloaks. It's like, very, very expensive and white deer are hard to find. He's giving it to you as a gift- oops!" he covered his mouth. "Sorry, I like, gave it away." He smiled sheepishly. "I was supposed to say you were just wearing a white cloak. Try to like, act surprised?" Alfred smiled.

"Yeah, I can do that."

"Oh, I have a tiara for you to wear as well." Alfred gave him a look of amused concern.

"Do I have to? I mean…can't I just wear a hat?"

"No! All my hard work will not go to waste! I like, have a dainty one with roses on it, since he calls you a 'rose' and all that. And even though they are pink I'm going to paint them white. Then just like, a few blue and silver ribbon hanging in the back! Damn, I'm good! I just thought of that! Perfect accent!"

"That settles it. After this wedding I'm going out hunting, or climbing a tree, or…or rolling down a snowy hill! Anything manly to save whatever little dignity I have left after this."

"It's like, Ivan's idea really. Oh…you know you'll be having sex in this too, right?" Alfred looked down at him in shock.

"What?"

"Well why do you think I left the front open? Because it looks good?"

"BECAUSE I'M NOT A WOMAN!" Feliks laughed at him.

"Nope! Ha! All you're doing is taking off the boots and leggings and your like, ready to do the deed! Don't look so drear! You'll be so like, stuffed with Francis' marvelous feast and drunk on good wine that you'll just jump into his bed and not care what you're wearing!"

"Oh…good."

He was looking forward to the wine and food at the after party but he was nervous about the ceremony. Alfred hoped that somebody would tell him what he was expected to do or maybe he should just ask Toris. He was very excited about the marriage proposal at first and he did want to marry Ivan but his nerves were getting the best of him. Toris had helped clarify some things for him and he felt better about the whole situation than he did before. Maybe it was just 'cold feet'.

"Alright, I'm all done! You can like, undress now and get back to whatever it is you were doing."

Alfred carefully stepped down and stripped himself of the man-gown to hand it to Feliks. After he had dressed he chose to go back to his room for an extra nap. He had a sleepless night even with his brother there and gave a loud yawn. This morning he had felt better so sleep should come easy. As he was heading to his room he saw Natalia walking up on the opposite side. She walked very straight and poised, wearing a tight poker face. Alfred smiled at her and waved.

"Good morning, Lady Natalia!" Natalia closed her eyes as she walked by him, choosing not to acknowledge him. "Is anything wrong, Lady Natalia?" Alfred turned and asked her but she still would not answer him, nor would she look back at him. Alfred put his hands on his hips and gave a short snort. "Well, that was uncalled for." He said under his breath but continued on his way to his room.

Later that night Arthur lay awake in bed after their lovemaking, staring at the ceiling. Francis' arms were wrapped tightly around him and he was tucked comfortably against the man. The big day was tomorrow and Arthur could not stop thinking about that damn wedding. Tomorrow afternoon he would be giving his Alfred over to a bastard of a man who would take over 'caring' for him.

There was no doubt that Ivan's wealth far surpassed his own and he is able to provide Alfred with almost anything he wanted. Arthur sees how Ivan treats Yao, giving him anything he asks for so he knows Alfred will want for nothing. And while that thought brought relief to his troubled soul it was still being held down by Ivan. If it were a decent man that Arthur approved of it would be easier to give Alfred away. But he wholly dislikes and mistrusts Ivan right down to his core. So many questions were bouncing around in his head but one particular question still plagued him.

Who would hold Alfred at night when he was scared and panicking? Ivan would be sharing his bed with Yao some nights, no doubt, and then who would care for Alfred? He could see him being in that plush bed of Ivan's, alone in the dark and crying for someone to protect him from 'ghosts' and 'monsters'. Arthur wouldn't be allowed to do it after tomorrow at ALL. No one could calm Alfred down like he could and he wanted to fully believe that…but in the back of his mind he knew Ivan could learn to do it quickly and then Arthur wouldn't be needed anymore. He still remembered the first time Alfred cried to him during a thunderstorm back at the first farm.

"AHHH! ARTHUR!"

Little Alfred cried at a particularly loud crash of thunder and lighting. The blue light filled up the drafty barn and the shadows of objects danced on the walls before his eyes. Alfred jumped out of his haystack bed and dived into Arthur's bed, waking him up. Arthur was dead tired from working hard all day and he didn't even hear the massive storm outside.

"WHAT! WHAT?" Arthur shouted and shot up from his bed as the trembling ball of Alfred cowered under his blanket. "ALFRED!" He heard the loud clash of thunder and Alfred screamed again. Arthur looked over at Matthew who was sound asleep for the boy could sleep through the moon falling through the roof.

"I HATE THE BIG NOISE!" Alfred peeked out from under the covers just in time to see another flash of lighting fill the barn. He hid his face in Arthur's chest and at the next loud crash he was practically running himself into the other's chest. Arthur had to chuckle at the extreme (yet annoying) cuteness that was Alfred. If he didn't stop running his feet on the old sheet it would rip.

"Alfred, calm down. It's just a thunderstorm."

"But the giants are angry at us!"

"Giants?"

"Yes! They bang the clouds with big sticks trying to break through so they can eat us up!" Arthur looked down at the trembling boy.

"Who told you that nonsense? It's not giants, Alfred, its nature."

The rain and wind were just as strong as the thunder and Alfred was crying now into his chest. Arthur just held him tight as the storm raged outside, the little fungus latched to his chest letting out a wail of fright at each sound.

"W-WHAT IF THE GIANTS COME TO GET US!" He cried out loudly.

"They won't come to get us. If they do I will punch them in the nose." Arthur said in a mock firm tone and Alfred believed it. He looked up at Arthur in the dark with those big teary eyes.

"You promise?" He sniffled and Arthur gave a little smile.

"I won't let them come near you or Mattie. I'll beat them up!" Alfred smiled brightly and hugged Arthur's neck tight.

"That's right! No one is stronger than you, Arthur!"

A loud crash again had brought Alfred back to tears and the next thing Arthur knew, the boy was under his tunic and trembling. Arthur smiled and shifted himself back to laying down with Alfred still on his chest. He covered Alfred's one ear with his hand over his tunic and the other was nestled safely against his heart. He used his other hand to pull the blanket over them knowing it would block out the lighting flashes.

"Arthur is right here. I won't leave you." Even though he was tired and worn out, Arthur stayed awake through the thunderstorm that lasted through the night, waiting for Alfred to cry himself to sleep from exhaustion. The boy only fell asleep when the sounds had become softer and further apart. Arthur had gotten no sleep that night and double chores were waiting for him the next morning.

'Alfred…' Arthur repeated in his head and he knew it was going to be another sleepless night like that one, with an even BIGGER chore in the morning.

The next morning, Alfred was in his room with Feliks and Matthew getting ready for the wedding. The trim around the sleeves and the piping around the next looked better than Alfred thought they would. Feliks was lacing up the back but it was more for look rather than making Alfred look thin. He chose to wear a pair of gray leggings he had found in Ivan's mother's chest. Plain black boots is what Feliks suggested since it went with anything.

Once his dressing was done he went over to his vanity and Feliks helped him pick out proper jewelry to wear, all the while explaining to him what he can expect during the ceremony. Matthew helped Alfred put the thin diamond bracelet on and Feliks slipped a few jeweled rings on his fingers. He was already wearing Ivan's mother's choker and the last thing they needed was the tiara. Matthew looked at him with an excited smile and drug Alfred over to the mirror to look at himself. Feliks placed the white rose tiara gently on top of his head and it did complement the wedding attire. Alfred looked at himself in the body mirror and smiled at his reflection.

"It looks beautiful, Feliks! You did a great job!" Alfred said pleasingly, turning to the side to get a better look at himself.

"Like, I know did. It's completely you! Ivan is going to LOVE it!"

"Yes Alfred! You look beautiful!" Matthew said happily, holding his bear. "You look like the outside!" Both Feliks and Alfred looked at Matthew, confused at his words. "You match the weather outside! Snow on the ground with gray skies!"

"Oh! Oh yeah, I guess I do!" Alfred said with a chuckle and put his fists on his hips. "I do look like the weather!"

"Gah! Don't like, say that to everyone! You are Ivan's 'Winter Rose' today. And no glasses!" Feliks took them off and Alfred whined softly but didn't reach for them back. "While you are getting married I'll be up here in this room getting everything 'ready'." He grinned at Alfred and the man shook his head.

"Don't make it too…crazy, okay?"

"Like, I won't do anything bizarre! But I promise you it will be something you'll NEVER forget! It'll be like, so romantic you will fall in love all over again and be begging for Ivan to take you!"

"Shhh! Not in front of Mattie!" Alfred whispered harshly to him and Matthew blushed a bit. Feliks just laughed and circled around Alfred once more before slapping the young man on the ass.

"Perfect! You're ready to go!" Alfred took a deep breath.

"Okay! Lets get a move on then!"

"After I bring you there I will have to leave but I will like, see you at the after party!" Alfred thanked him and the three men left the room.

The wedding ceremony was to take place in the grand living room because of its short notice. The servants had moved the furniture out of the way to leave the center open for the ceremony. There was a long red carpet brought in and laid out which was often used when important company was coming. The room was lightly decorated with some potted mixed flowers bought from the city's greenhouse and ribbons were hung along the walls. The ribbons were purple and silver to match the Wolf Hall colors.

Toris was dressed in his black robes from his time as a judge and he would be conducting the ceremony. He would have done Ivan's first wedding but Yao's parents wanted their own person to do it. Ivan was standing beside him dressed in his father's wedding attire. He wore a purple long sleeve tunic his pink scarf wrapped tightly around his neck and his favorite wolf fur cloak around his shoulders. Instead of his sash he wore his chain of office necklace, the decorative silver hoops linked boldly together with a medallion handing in the middle. It was only proper to wear his 'gift' from the king to his own wedding. A few of his father's jeweled rings adorned his fingers and a double wrap sword belt clung around his waist. He was carrying a sword on it even though he wasn't fond of the weapon. He could use one but he much rather have a mace or battle axe. A sword looked more dignified and it was more appropriate for this type of ceremony, if only just for look.

Katyusha and Natalia were already there dressed in their finest court wear. Katyusha wore a red velvet dress with gold trim and cross lacing up the front. Natalia on the other hand was wearing a black dress with gray petticoat underneath and matching veil that covered her face just slightly. Veils were a popular style now in the court but only Toris knew that she was viewing this ceremony as a funeral and not a wedding. A servant came into the room and bowed low, saying that Alfred was coming. Ivan smiled at Toris who gave a lopsided smile in return.

Matthew happily carried Alfred's train behind him as they met up with Arthur along the way. Arthur looked at Alfred from head to foot and felt himself swallow hard. Alfred could look attractive covered in dirt (at least to him) and the way he was dressed now was far out of Arthur's imagination. His little Alfred looked so stunning that it almost brought tears to his eyes and he wasn't sure what exactly they were pertaining to. Right now he was a mix of emotions and the rush of feelings were making him a little dizzy.

"Arthur, don't you have anything to say?" Alfred smiled at him and Arthur cleared his throat, giving Alfred his best smile.

"Farm clothes suit you better…but you look beautiful today."

Alfred's body tightened a bit in excitement at Arthur's kind words. Arthur held out his arm and Alfred took it eagerly, squeezing it tight with his own. Feliks had to watch them leave as Arthur led him to the grand living room and they stood at the archway. Alfred looked at Ivan standing by Toris, dressed like a king! Alfred blushed a bit as he looked at Ivan who stared at him with a smile of adoration.

Arthur tried to keep a very calm look on his face as he started leading Alfred down the red-carpeted aisle to Ivan. Arthur could not see what was around him but rather flashes of memories zipped through his head.

"Wahhh! Arthur! I fell and scrapped my knee!" Little Alfred wailed and held his knee as Arthur carefully cleaned and bandaged it.

"Arthur! Arthur! Look! I wrote my name!" Arthur smiled at the little splatter of ink stained scribbled letters.

"Arthur! Arthur! There's a ghost in the hay! I'm scared!" Alfred hid under his cloak as Arthur chased away what was only the barn cat.

"Arthur…" Alfred looked at Arthur's bowl of stew he was eating longingly. The head farmer had denied Alfred a meal and although Arthur was painfully hungry he handed the bowl to Alfred who ate it happily.

"I love my new shoes, Arthur! Thank you!" He hugged him around his legs.

"Arthur…come to bed already…" An older Alfred said from his bed, peeking at him seductively from above the pillow.

They were soon in front of Ivan, who held his hand out to take Alfred from Arthur. Even though it was second for Alfred, it seemed like an hour to Arthur as Alfred's arm slipped out of his. Ivan stared at his soon-to-be wife dressed exactly how he had wanted him. Ivan would have to give Feliks a raise in his salary. Alfred was wearing his family colors and dressed in a perfect white. His eyes traveled along the naked exposed skin of Alfred's shoulders and couldn't wait until his mouth was latched on there.

Alfred looked at Ivan and couldn't help but feel that familiar tingle beginning in his lower belly. All his worries rushed out of him and only pleasant thoughts remained. Ivan looked more handsome than normal but it could also just be the aura of the ceremony. Alfred never thought he would be standing next to a powerful lord and minutes away from becoming his wife. He was more excited now than he ever was before.

Toris began reciting a passage from a ceremony book while Alfred and Ivan stood hand and hand beside each other. Katyusha was nearly in tears, along with Matthew who was trying desperately to hold them in. Natalia and Arthur on the other hand were anything but emotional. Ivan had heard this passage before and he wasn't particularly interested in it as he was with Alfred. Alfred listened to the words as if they were a beautiful song.

"Lord Ivan, present 'Lady' Alfred with your gift." Ivan smiled and motioned for Katyusha to get the present. Katyusha carefully went over to the other side of the room where the white deer fur cloak rest on one of the sofas. She brought it over in her arms and handed it to Ivan who kissed her cheek.

"This is my gift to you, my wife. May you think of me whenever you wear it." Ivan placed the cloak carefully around Alfred's shoulders and linked the latches together. Alfred ran his hands along the white fur and admired its beauty. He looked at Ivan and smiled softly.

"I love this gift and I accept it with all my heart." Alfred figured those words were appropriate enough for they sounded right to him.

"Ivan, you will now recite your vows." Toris said and Alfred gulped at that. He hadn't had time to memorize his fully so he would have to wing it. He kept up his smile as he looked at Ivan, waiting to hear his vows.

"My beloved Little Rose, I promise to love and honor you throughout our days. I swear I will protect you with everything that I am. No harm shall ever come to you by another's hand. From this day forth you will want for nothing and I will strive to keep you happy, healthy, and safe. We will become one in every way and then you will forever be mine and mine alone." Alfred blushed brightly at his words but he did take them to heart. Toris then held out a gold ring to Ivan who carefully took Alfred's hand slid it on his left ring finger.

"Alfred, you may now recite your vows to Ivan." Alfred gulped and looked around nervously before lowing his eyes to the floor.

"I…I couldn't quite reme-"

"Shh. Just say what you feel, Little Rose." Ivan said sweetly to him and lifted Alfred's chin to look at him. "Keep these beautiful eyes on me." Alfred looked into Ivan's violet ones and he smiled softly. Ivan let go of his chin and took both of Alfred's hands in his own. Alfred found the strength to speak then.

"My dear…Big Sunflower." Ivan smiled. "I promise to do all I can to be a good wife, lover, and companion to you. I will listen to you when you need to talk and I will hug you when you need a hug. I promise to never stray away from our marriage and be faithful to you. I accept Lady Yao as your other wife and to be a good friend to him. I want you to be forever mine and mine alone." He repeated Ivan's words which made the man's heart swell as well as the tightening in his pants. Alfred's words were simple but they offered up everything Ivan wanted to hear.

Arthur watched the couple before him as everything else in the room faded around them. There stood his Alfred ready to be married to a man that Arthur did not approve of. All he wanted for Alfred was to find someone he loved before he settled on Arthur and now he was marrying a brute. He could see their mouths moving but no words came out. How he wished he had taken Alfred that day at the lake and made him his. If he had given in to his wants and needs then they wouldn't be here at all. They would be back at the farm going about their daily lives and Alfred would be at his side.

But now he had lost him to Ivan. His Alfred was forever trapped inside a cage like a bird for his master's enjoyment. There was no way Arthur could get Alfred back now…he was lost to him. Arthur didn't realize how strong his feelings for Alfred really were until the day of the wedding. He felt tears stinging at his eyes but he would not let them fall. His body was overflowing with mixed emotions of hatred, jealousy, and anger. Hatred and jealousy towards that bastard Ivan and anger at himself for letting Alfred slip through his fingers. Toris' voice cut through his thoughts and brought him back to the ceremony at hand

Toris laid the book down and took the embroidered piece of colorful sash from its resting place on his arm. He put Alfred's hand on top of Ivan's and wrapped the cloth around their hands.

"Lord and 'Lady' Braginski, from this day forward you are bound in sacred matrimony. I ask that you remember to be loyal and true to your duties, your kingdom, your king, and most importantly, to each other. You may kiss your bride." Ivan smiled and leaned forward to give Alfred a chaste kiss. Everyone in the room clapped for them and Matthew was the first to run up and hug Alfred.

"I'm so happy for you, Alfie! Congratulations!" Alfred hugged him back.

"Thank you, Mattie!"

"Do I get a hug too, Mattie?" Ivan asked and Matthew smiled, moving to hug Ivan next.

"Of course! You're my brother in law after all!" Katyusha came up next and hugged Alfred, congratulating him before doing the same for her brother. Arthur came up with a forced smile and shook Ivan's hand.

"Nonsense, Arthur! We are family now, yes?" Ivan smiled and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug and if Alfred hadn't had saved him in time Arthur was sure he would be broken in half.

"Hey! I want to hug Arthur too!" Ivan let go of him and Alfred wrapped his arms around Arthur. "Thank you for all you've done for me, Arthur! I'm glad you were here for this day!" 'Wish I felt the same' Arthur thought to himself but he held Alfred in arms and was reluctant to let go but he knew he had to or he would face an angry Ivan.

"I'm very happy for you, Alfred." Was all Arthur could say to him.

"Natalia, go up to your big brother and congratulate him!" Katyusha whispered to her sister. "Do not embarrass him." Natalia didn't want to do anything to upset her beloved brother so she nodded to her sister and put on a false smile. She first walked up to Alfred with her arms outstretched.

"Congratulations Alfred, my new brother in law. Welcome to the Braginski family." She gave him a hug and kissed his cheek. Toris watched her kiss him and the first thing he thought of was a 'kiss of death'. Natalia was like a black widow spider just waiting to strike and she had already branded Alfred. He could see Natalia pulling out a knife and stabbing Alfred in the back. She went to Ivan next and hugged him. "Big brother, on this joyous day I wish you nothing but love and happiness."

"Thank you, dear sister. You kind words mean a lot to me." He smiled at his sister and held her hands. Toris leaned over to Ivan to whisper in his ear.

"Don't you think it's time for the feast?"

"Oh of course! Everyone! Lets all move to the dining hall for the wedding feast!" He held his arm out to Alfred who linked it with his and smiled.

Once they entered the dining hall the table was completely covered in plates of freshly cooked food. Francis never left the kitchen and he had bravely tasted all the food before watching the servants set them on the table. There was seasoned duck, beef, and venison along with various veggies and decorative desserts. Wine and ale were available for the others and only Ivan had a special bottle of vodka just for him.

Ivan had invited their group to join them at the wedding table because he knew it would make Alfred happy. Ivan sat at the head of the table with Yao on his left and Alfred on his right. Katyusha was done at the other end of the table with Natalia and Toris next to her. Toris wanted to sit with Feliks but Natalia did not want the man anywhere near her so Matthew sat next to him instead. However, that meant that he was close to Gilbert who was already being loud.

Alfred was already filling his plate with various meats and eating them hungrily. Yao looked at him with slight worry before looking to Ivan who just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Yao was beginning to worry about Alfred's manners when they arrived at court and figured he should remind Toris to teach him some basic nobility rules.

Natalia picked at her food as she kept glancing over to her brother and his 'whore' wives. Not only did he have one whore wife but now he had a mongrel whore to compete with. They were like two disgusting serpents that had her precious brother wrapped tightly in their coils. She knew her brother viewed them as beautiful flowers in his garden but she only saw them as weeds. Her brother stood as tall as his favored sunflower in all his proud glory yet two pesky weeds were sucking the life out of him. And she had to be the one to pull those weeds.

Her previous plans had failed so now she had to think of another way to dispose of them. She stabbed at her meat as she thought long and hard. Right now, her only advantage would be their trip to the royal court and with a few well placed 'rumors' she could let the court nobles do the work for her. She smirked evilly as she knew what rumors to spread and who send them to. Those gullible geese at court will believe any juicy detail they are given so when the 'weeds' get there, their reputations will already be destroyed. And with lots of mouths babbling to one another, stories and rumors get stretched and added on to and those would soon float back to her brother's ears. Tonight she will work out all the details and have her rumors sent out by sunrise.

Arthur wouldn't touch his food but made quick work of the ale in his cup. He couldn't stop staring at Alfred as he chewed happily and talked to Ivan and Yao. Alfred wasn't even looking over at him to acknowledge him. He was too busy looking at Ivan longingly and it made his stomach twist in knots. Alfred was just caught up in the newly wed moment and drunk on good wine and food. Right now he was thinking he was in love with Ivan but after awhile the newness of it would wear off.

That was his little Alfred. His little Alfred who followed him almost everywhere he went. His little Alfred who would cry to him and ask to be held because he was scared. His little Alfred who would run to him every time he was in trouble and beg to be spared. His little Alfred whom he had taken many a beatings for just so he would not have to feel the pain. Back then, the thought of Alfred or Matthew getting beaten like he did filled him with dread and he knew he just had to protect them. Especially Alfred who was ALWAYS in trouble but the thought of the little fungus crying in pain as the riding crop came down was something he couldn't handle and he had to take the punishment. However, taking the punishment for Alfred now would prove difficult. Alfred would be hurt and Arthur knew that…but he would be powerless to stop it.

"Arthur?" Francis' voice brought him back to reality and he looked over at the man who sat next to him. "Love, you're not eating. Are you feeling alright?" He put his arm around him.

"No…I'm not." He whispered.

"It's about Ivan and Alfred, isn't it?" Arthur nodded. "Arthur…you have to let Alfred go. He is with Ivan now and there is nothing you can do about it. I know it's hard but you have to let him go for your sake and his. I don't want to see Ivan harm both of you for a 'misunderstanding'."

"I understand, Francis…and I'll be over it soon. It will just take some time. And your food smells delicious and I know it tastes as good as it looks." Francis chuckled.

"Just eat and drink my love…try to forget it." Arthur nodded and poured himself more wine, chugging it down. "Easy there, Arthur."

"Francis…will you please sleep with me tonight?" Arthur whispered to him. "I just need to feel love and wanted and I know you can do that for me…because you really feel those emotions for me, right?"

"Of course I do." Arthur leaned into him.

"Then please…don't leave my side tonight?"

"I won't. I promise you." Arthur let himself be held by Francis and sleeping with his lover would help ease his sorrow. But Arthur knew it wouldn't be Francis on his mind as they make love but another…

"Everyone I have good news! Matthew has finished his first full glass of wine!" Gilbert said loudly as he held up the goblet for everyone to see. Matthew giggled at him as he hiccupped, a light blush across his nose. Alfred looked at him and frowned with a large piece of venison sticking out from his mouth.

"Perfect…he's got Gilbert's attention." Alfred said annoyingly.

"Matthew is a big boy and can make his own decisions. You'll find that Gilbert is a good man despite what you see on the outside."

"Still…I don't like the fact of my little brother being with someone!"

"You can't protect him forever." Yao pointed out but Alfred didn't want to hear it.

"He's not right for Matthew…he just isn't." Ivan placed his hand on top of his and Alfred looked at him.

"Alfred, my dear…we will speak about your brother at another time. Right now no harm is being done and this is our day. Lets keep it that way." Alfred nodded at him and went back to drinking his wine, still glancing over at his brother and Gilbert from time to time.

Once they had excused themselves early from the feast they preceded up to Alfred's chambers for their 'wedding night'. Alfred was a little tipsy from all the wine and Ivan wanted to get him up to the room before the young man got too carried away to black out. When they got to the short stairs Ivan scooped him up bridal style and carried him up. He easily opened the door and closed it behind them with his foot.

Every candle was lit as well as the fireplace and the room was fragranced with the scent of roses. The bed was turned down to the white sheets that were scattered with red rose petals. On the far nightstand there was a silver tray of wine and two goblets. Ivan carried him over to the bed and gently sat him down on it. Alfred smiled up at him through his buzz as his fingers trailed over some of the petals.

"We're going to treat this like an actual wedding night. Undress me, 'wife'." Ivan smiled as he stood before him. Alfred grinned and sat up on his knees so he was eye to eye with Ivan.

"Of course, 'husband'."

Alfred felt that familiar tingle in his lower belly as he started with the clasp to Ivan's wolf cloak. He had always enjoyed undressing Arthur but undressing Ivan excited him more. Ivan caught the cloak before it could fall and he tossed it aside. Alfred then proceeded to lift the chain of office necklace above Ivan's head but it proved too heavy for him and he needed assistance. Ivan placed it carefully on the nightstand with his rings before turning back to Alfred. Next came the double wrap sword belt and Ivan held the sword to help take the weight away from Alfred. The sword he leaned up against the wall by the bed.

"Feliks said you wanted to take me in this outfit." Alfred said as he started to lift the purple tunic up over Ivan's head.

"I did but when I saw those perfect shoulders exposed I decided I wanted you naked beneath me. I want to kiss and mark every square inch of your body." Alfred shivered in delight at that and pulled both the tunic and over shirt up over his head. He tossed it to the side and went to his belt next but Ivan's hands on his wrists stopped him. "No, leave those on for now. That's the fun part." He smirked and pushed Alfred down on the bed.

"Aww! That's not fair!" Ivan didn't listen to him but quickly took off the boots and leggings, completely exposing his lower half. "H-Hey! That wasn't slow or gentle!"

"Well there is this little thing called 'impatience' and I'm part of it." He grinned and then tore off the whole wedding attire in one or two rips.

"AH! FELIKS WORKED HARD ON THIS!"

"And? I'm giving him a pay raise so he won't care." Ivan pulled the rest of the ripped material off and tossed it to the floor. Now Alfred was naked before him except for the choker around his neck. Ivan leaned forward and untied it, exposing the mark he had left on him. "Does it hurt?"

"Sometimes it stings…but that's all." Alfred said and positioned himself in the center of bed. Ivan unbuckled his boots and toed them off before climbing atop of Alfred and looming above him.

Alfred smiled up at him and lifted his legs so they were wrapped around Ivan's waist. Ivan leaned down and lapped at the mark on his neck, making Alfred close his eyes and moan softly. He ran his hands up Ivan's chest and back, marveling at his build. Ivan's muscles were not as prominent or distinct as other men he had seen before but the man was solid. Alfred could feel the muscles underneath the hard, chilled skin and it thrilled him. He's seen Ivan's strength before and it was something to be applauded.

Ivan's lips roamed all over Alfred's neck and shoulders, gently marking the spots he deemed worthy of his lips. Alfred would gasp softly and shiver a bit under him with each little nip. He slid his leg up Ivan's side and felt the heavy callused hand grip the outer thigh gently. Ivan's other hand and lips were exploring and worshipping his body with the greatest of ease and Alfred had to admit that he liked the forceful Ivan more. It was still early in their love making so maybe it will turn out to be more pleasurable than he thought.

Ivan kissed his way down to his flat stomach before moving left and right to nip at his hipbones. Alfred blushed through his buzz as he felt Ivan moving closer and closer to his growing erection. He wanted to feel Ivan's kisses there but he let out a frustrated whine when the lips traveled to his inner left thigh instead. Ivan smirked as his tongue slipped out to teasingly lick the soft parts of the creamy thigh. He moved to the other side to give it the same treatment.

"We need to fatten you up…you're too skinny and I want some plumpness on you." Alfred chuckled and ran a hand through Ivan's silver hair.

"I would have thought most lords would want their wives thin like me. At least that's what I heard them talking about before." Ivan scoffed.

"They're a poor excuse for human beings who do not know what true beauty is. Ignore anything they say." Alfred smiled and nodded, leaning back on the bed to continue enjoying Ivan's tongue and teeth. "I'm going to mark you here…prepare yourself." Alfred let out a soft shriek as Ivan's teeth bit down into his inner thigh, drawling blood that he eagerly lapped up. "Mark one."

"W-what? What do you mean 'one'?"

"Prepare for mark two." Ivan moved to the other thigh and bit down again, this time making Alfred cry out a bit louder than before. "Every time you see these marks here it will remind you of just who belongs between these gorgeous legs." Alfred looked down at him and nodded, watching Ivan nuzzle his thighs.

"You're tickling me a bit." He giggled softly and then gasped when Ivan surprised him with a kiss to his semi-hard erection.

"Tell me, did your Arthur take you into his mouth?" The questioned shocked Alfred but he answered honestly.

"O-Once or twice…he never really liked doing it…" He looked away in fear of what Ivan's reaction would be but what came instead was a quick lick to the tip. He let out a gasp and looked down at Ivan whose eyes bore lustfully into his.

"I have to cleanse you of him in everyway this night. Is there anything else you're not telling me?" Alfred shook his head and Ivan licked him again. "I expect the favor back later in the evening."

"Absolutely."

Alfred smiled as he watched Ivan's cheek slide up his thigh so his mouth was over his erection. Ivan blew gently on the tip, making Alfred let out a soft gasp. He rests his hand on Ivan's head, urging him on. Ivan licked the tip first, nuzzling it a bit before taking it into his mouth. He swallowed Alfred whole, making him buck up and try to dive deeper into that hot mouth. Ivan moaned and bobbed his head immediately, humming and moaning to send vibrations throughout Alfred's body. Ivan wrapped his tongue around the length as he took Alfred as far back in his throat with each downward thrust.

Alfred groaned and gripped the side of Ivan's head, steadying him as he thrust up into the hot mouth giving him such pleasure. Ivan's moans and expert mouth were enough to drive him over the edge but to his displeasure, Ivan pulled away. Alfred whined and sat up on his elbows to look at Ivan who was licking his lips.

He purred and kissed his way back up Alfred's body to press his lips to his. Alfred opened his mouth to Ivan's tongue and met with his own. He laid his body over Alfred's own with his forearms supporting his weight and his lower half settled between those perfect legs. Alfred let his hands roam up Ivan's back and into his hair, pressing his lips down harder onto his. He moaned into Ivan's mouth as he felt his growing erection pressing against his and his body shook with anticipation.

Ivan pulled away from his mouth and sat up on his knees to unbuckle his pants. Alfred watched impatiently and it seemed like a year before Ivan finally removed his pants. He was fully engorged but Alfred only got to glimpse at it before Ivan was back along his body, pressing him against the bed with his weight. He lifted Alfred's leg up along his side and whispered for him to keep it there. He brought his other hand to his mouth and sucked his own fingers to coat them with saliva before bringing it down to press against his entrance.

"I will take my time with this…so if you beg and whine for me to just take you…I will ignore you." He smirked and carefully slid one finger into him.

Alfred arched his hips onto the invading digit but Ivan held his hips down. Ivan slowly thrust his finger in and out, enjoying the clenching of Alfred's inner muscles as they tried to hold him there. When Ivan finally slipped in a second finger to join the first they pressed against his sweet spot.

"Ah! Ivan please?"

Alfred gasped out and gripped his silver hair. Just as he promised, Ivan let Alfred's pleas fall on deaf ears and he continued his slow and gentle massaging. He was finding it harder to resist the urge to just seat himself fully inside of Alfred but he had promised to make their wedding night a special event for both of them. After the first round would come the best sex.

After the second finger came the third and Alfred let out a deep groan as they pressed against his prostate. He gripped the sheets under his hands and thrashed his head on the pillow at the sensations that filled his body. He was ready to just take the chance and bite or claw at Ivan to get him to remove his fingers and get on with it. Before he could he felt Ivan carefully slide his fingers out and he gave a sigh of relief as he lifted his legs higher to entice him.

Ivan used what was left on his fingers to slick himself before he pressed his head against the welcoming puckered ring. Alfred tried to shove himself forward but Ivan's hand held his shoulders to the bed. He pressed an inch or so in before wrapping his arms around Alfred's body and holding him close. Alfred was panting and moaning with each agonizingly slow push and Ivan had to bury his face in the man's hair to keep from loosing control. If he looked at Alfred's face now he would loose it and ruin the whole night.

Although he wanted Ivan to just thrust into him he couldn't help but take pleasure in the feel of Ivan's cock slowly stretching him. The size and length of Ivan's member could be felt everywhere inside him and it seemed like it would never stop. When he felt Ivan's balls press against his skin and his cock nearly pierce his stomach he knew the man was settled completely inside of him. He wanted Ivan to move but his husband just lay against him and held him close, placing soft kisses on his cheeks and eyelids.

"Ivan…" Alfred whispered his name and nipped at the man's neck, which in turn earned him a low growl and a slight thrust into him. Alfred let out a little gasp and felt Ivan lift himself up to link both of his hands with Alfred's. Violet eyes looked down into blue and Ivan knew he could just drown in those lakes and he had to plant a kiss on his wife's lips, their gaze never breaking.

Ivan pulled out a bit and slowly thrust back in, lightly nudging his sweet spot. Alfred whined and lifted his hips to try and get more pressure against that spot but he was unable to do so thanks to Ivan's weight. With each gentle thrust Ivan would pull out more and more until he set an even tempo, rocking his hips against Alfred's. Alfred moaned and gasped at the lovemaking and the soft pressure against his prostate was more stimulating than before.

Unlike Ivan's usual rough thrusts that made him see stars and his mind go blank, these motions were allowing him time to think about the act he was engaging in. He was able to feel all of Ivan around and inside him and it made him feel…complete. That was the only word he could describe their lovemaking right now. In this position with Ivan's body covering his own and his hands tenderly holding his he felt safe and protected. Ivan had promised him that night on the ice that he would rip the sky open to get to him. This was the way he had felt with Arthur growing up but with Ivan it seemed to mean more to him.

"My Little Rose…how beautiful you are…all mine."

Ivan whispered in his ear as he sped up his thrusts just slightly so that spot was hit. Alfred gasped out his name and other words of encouragement as he felt the buildup of climax coming on. Sensing Alfred was reaching his peek, Ivan let go of his hands to wrap around the lithe body once again and quicken his pace. With a few more thrusts and a cry of his name, Alfred shuddered and came between them. Ivan was still rock hard inside of him but he wasn't planning on cumming just yet. He kissed Alfred again as he pulled out of him and laid back on the bed.

"Rest for a bit." Ivan said as he panted softly and thought about how well he did with 'making love'. He had wanted to do this with Alfred and his lover still came between them. Now that he knows he can make love gently he could try it with Yao. If Alfred was able to enjoy it than Yao certainly would. Ivan smiled when he heard the familiar sound of wine being poured and Alfred moving on the bed.

Ivan opened his eyes to the feel of a weight on his lower belly and lap. Alfred was straddling his lap and taking a sip of the wine. He was going to say something but Alfred put a finger to his lip to 'shush' him. Alfred slid his hands up Ivan's chest, running his palm over his nipples. Ivan moaned softly and felt himself start to grow rock hard again. Alfred threw his head back and drank down what was left in the goblet while rocking against Ivan's erection.

"Don't I get any wine?" Ivan asked and Alfred twirled the goblet in his hand, flashing him a playful smirk.

"I thought you only drank that vodka stuff?"

"I can tolerate wine…as long as it is you who are serving it to me."

Ivan grinned and placed his hands behind his head. Alfred chuckled and leaned further over to pour more of the wine into the cup. He carefully brought the goblet to Ivan's mouth and tipped it once the rim touched his lips. Ivan took a decent sip before waving it away but not before Alfred had to sneak another sip in. He put the goblet back onto the silver tray and placed his hands on Ivan's chest.

"We've never done it this way before." Alfred said playfully and continued a gentle rocking against him.

"That is correct, we haven't." Ivan then reached his hands out to roughly grip Alfred's hips, making him gasp but he licked his lips in response to the action. "I know you enjoyed our lovemaking and my gentleness but now I am ready for the extra fun part."

"So am I!" Alfred still had a buzzed flush on his face and with the firelight illuminating his skin and that sexy smirk on his face, Ivan had to position himself under Alfred and thrust up into him. "AHH!" Alfred cried out in shocked surprise as Ivan started a series of his powerful thrusts, striking his prostate. He let go of Alfred's hips after a few more thrusts.

"Fuck yourself on me."

Ivan commanded and Alfred wasted no time rocking his body against the man beneath him. The position was awkward at first but as Alfred lifted himself up and slammed back down he felt a different kind of sensation. This way he felt the pleasure spreading out evenly in his lower parts, from his stomach to his back and to his hips. His limp erection was slowly growing back into full arousal and he let out a cry when Ivan's massive fist clutched it.

"Don't stop!"

He hissed and started to pump Alfred's cock in his fist while his lover sped up his thrusts atop of him. Each cry of pleasure from Alfred's mouth was like a songbird singing just for him. Alfred's rocking body mimicked the flames as the light danced with his movements. Ivan growled and let go of him but only to easily lift him off of his dripping erection and toss him onto the bed. Alfred nearly fell off but Ivan was already grabbing him and bringing him to the center of the bed.

Ivan placed him on his hands and knees but lifted Alfred's arms to grip the headboard of the bed. He said for him to hang on tight as he sat up on his knees and positioned Alfred's ass to just the right spot for him. This particular part reminded Alfred of their farm when they were trying to get the ram to mate with one of the ewes. Of course she was tied to a fence rather than gripping a board but she was all ready for the ram just like he was ready for Ivan.

Ivan thrust fully into him and started a rapid pounding that almost sent Alfred head first into the board. Alfred hung his head between his arms and cried out in pleasure as his prostate was hit over and over again. The hot pleasure traveled up his spine and spread out to his limbs and even to his teeth. His insides were becoming pleasantly sore and his eyes were rolling back into his head as the extreme pleasure was becoming too much for him.

The bed rocked and squeaked against their motions until Alfred had to let go of the headboard, his knuckles and fingers aching. Ivan picked up on this and suddenly gripped a fistful of Alfred's hair and tugged him to his chest. Alfred cried out when his back hit Ivan's chest and the man would not let go of his hair. He was impaled on Ivan's erection cock that was still jabbing up into him wildly as his head was yanked back and held over his shoulder. He reached his own arms up to wrap around Ivan's head in hopes of getting him to loosen his hold but he didn't. He bit and sucked at his neck but Alfred was unprepared for Ivan's other hand coming down to start pumping his erection with his thrusts.

"Come for me again, my Little Rose!" Ivan commanded him and continued the rough lovemaking until Alfred felt his body tingle and shudder again as he came between Ivan's fingers.

"No more…no more please…"

Alfred panted out as he fell limp against Ivan's body. Ivan chuckled and held him tightly as it took a few more hard thrusts for him to be able to cum up inside his 'wife'. He moaned into Alfred's hair as he let them both come down from their high before collapsing onto the bed. Both lay beside each other gasping rapidly for air. Alfred was still feeling the effects of the wine as he leaned into his 'husband' and cuddled up to his chilled body. Ivan reached down and pulled the covers up over them, smiling as Alfred snuggled into his chest. Ivan wrapped his arms around him and rests his chin on Alfred's hair.

"Ivan…?"

"Yes?"

"This whole day was wonderful…thank you so much for everything you've done."

"It was nothing, my Little Rose. I was honored to do it."

"I believe I am falling for you more and more as time goes on, Ivan."

"I'm glad you feel that way because I feel the same." He kissed the top of his head. "Rest now, my beloved. This is our first night together as Lord and Lady Braginski." He felt Alfred smile against his chest and soon heard his gentle snores. Ivan lay awake for a short period of time before he himself dozed off into a peaceful slumber.

By the next afternoon, Alfred had slept most of the day away and even lulled around in bed until close to dinnertime. He was exhausted from all the food, wine, and sex he had had the night before. He remembered Ivan whispering to him that he had work to do and softly kissed his cheek before leaving. Alfred would have continued to lay in bed but his stomach growled angrily and gnawed at his insides.

With a heavy sigh, he got up out of bed and hissed a bit when he felt the effects of last night slither up his spine. His lower half was still feeling the pleasure of Ivan and he even had his essence start to trickle down his thighs. He blushed a bit at that and went over to his storage wardrobe to grab a fresh piece of linen to clean himself.

After he was cleaned he went to his clothing wardrobe and took out a pair of Ivan's mother's riding leggings and a green tunic. Now that he was 'Lady' married to a Lord he had to look the part. He didn't have a groom yet like Yao did but he was sure Ivan would get him one. When Ludwig and Feliciano come back maybe he will get Kiku and Yao will get Feli. But for now, Alfred was content with dressing himself and he put on whatever jewelry he thought was necessary. He grinned when he found that his glasses were laid neatly on his vanity and he proudly put them on his face.

"Everything is clear once again! I never want to take you babies off!" Giving himself a look over in the body mirror he was ready to begin his day (or afternoon) as a noble. He danced over to the door and when he opened it he almost ran into Toris who was getting ready to knock. "Toris?"

"Oh, so you are awake, 'Lady' Braginski." Alfred laughed.

"You can call me Alfred when we're alone. Come in, come in!" He offered to him and Toris thanked him, entering the room.

"Alfred…I'm afraid I've got some bad news. I wanted to wait until after your wedding to tell you this." Alfred frowned in worry and shut the door.

"W-What is it, Toris?" Toris sighed, trying to find the best way to say this.

"Alfred…the scout we sent out to bring the money to your farm…well he came back and said that…that the farm was completely burned to the ground and they didn't find any bodies." Toris saw the life and color run from Alfred's face. "Um…there is a very, VERY good chance that they are on the slave trader route in the city."

"Th-Then we have to go get them!"

"Oh no, the city is too dangerous right now, Alfred. And we don't even know if your friends are with the slave traders. They may have run off or joined another house or the like."

Alfred felt tears in his eyes as he thought about his beloved farm and pictured it burnt to the ground. That farm was where his adult life started. That farm was shared between all of them. Everyone had brought something to the farm whether it was money, animals, or tools. The whole reason he came here was so he could find a way to keep it safe and protected. Now it was gone. Gone. Just like that. And his friends Tino and Berwald were lost! They were probably counting on him to take care of them and he had let them down! Now they were being auctioned off or whipped and beaten while he lived the high life. He brought his hand to his mouth and Toris placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I have a message from Ivan. He had promised to spend the rest of the evening and into tomorrow morning with Lady Yao out of respect for him. I've told him about your friends and he said finding them would be a lost cause. He would send out word to anyone he knew who might have seen them. They may have done what you did and went to find work at a noble's house. Who knows, right? But right now you have to start learning how to speak, walk, eat, and dance like a true noble."

"W-What? How can you ask such things of me when my friends could be living in horrible conditions?" Alfred hollered at him and Toris sighed, knowing this was coming.

"I understand, Alfred. But there is nothing we can do about it NOW. You are a nobleman now. You have new obligations and duties. We promise to send word out to find your friends." Alfred was beyond words and he despised Ivan and Toris' plan. He would figure out his own plan in secret. For this moment he just nodded his head at Toris who seemed to have bought it. "Alright…go have some lunch and mingle for awhile then I will come and teach you some basic rules, okay?"

"Okay." Alfred said softly to him. "Thank you for giving me that…that grave news."

"I wish it didn't have to come from me." He bowed. "Enjoy the rest of your day, Alfred."

"Yes, thank you."

Alfred watched Toris leave and he immediately locked the door behind him. He sat on the bed and put his face in his hands, crying softly as he tried to think of a way that he could save Tino and Berwald. He knew for a fact that he was not going to stay here and eat fancy food while they were starving or fighting for a piece of bread. He was the hero and they were depending on him to support them. Toris had said it would have likely been slave traders that picked them up after the fire. And for a moment, Alfred wondered if one of those fires he saw with Ivan that night on the mountain was his farm.

He didn't want to do it but it was the only way. Alfred decided that he would leave Wolf Hall against Ivan's word and go to the city to find his friends. Alfred knew he would be in trouble and something horrible like a beating would come his way but it was more than worth it to know that Berwald and Tino were safe. He couldn't rest until he knew what had happened to them.

Alfred would take Arthur with him because the man would want to go as much as he did. Matthew he would rather stay here at the castle. But wandering off with Arthur was not a good idea given their past relationship and how Ivan has made it clear MANY times that he viewed Arthur as a threat. That would mean his best bet was to have an escort. But who could he ask to do this challenging and dangerous task with them? Alfred's eyes lit up as Gilbert's face and obnoxious laugh popped into his head. He would go with them just for the hell of it! Not only that but he was general and could protect them should they run into trouble. Also, if Ivan was going to be with Yao all night long then that would give them the perfect chance to sneak away without him knowing. They would be far enough away by morning that Ivan would never be able to catch up with them. Alfred knew he wasn't thinking through ALL of the consequences but they didn't matter to him right now. All he cared about was finding his friends and that's what he was going to do.

"Don't worry Tino…Berwald." He said as he opened his window. "A good hero never leaves their men behind…I'm coming for you both…just hang on."

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