Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **B.5 (Wut)**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 00:17:05 UTC
BECAUSE ANON FAILS AT LIFE, THIS LITTLE PART GOES BEFORE PART B, AND AT THE END OF PART A!!!
I know this causes confusion, but my copy and pasting skills are limited... Eh he he... I hope you can look past this mistake! I wish we could delete posts on here!! Anyways...
Alfred wasn’t able to join a military school for four years. Yet, everyday his burning passion for joining military services never died. And once he joined the Royal Academy for Military Excellence, or RAME, that passion was only heightened. At the top of his class till graduation, Alfred F. Jones was going to fight for his father’s memory, his country, and the betterment of the nation they were occupying… Then he found another reason to fight for.
When he was sixteen, Alfred met Arthur Kirkland. Arthur was new to RAME, new to the military, and new to America. Alfred smiled when he remembered the teenager’s first words to him. Are you daft?! I asked you where the office was. Quit fucking staring at me and give me a valid answer! The Alfred in the present chuckled, for it was true. He had been staring at Arthur. But how could he not? Arthur was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Alfred didn’t know whether or not to be jealous or turned on… The angel he had seen from across the hall turned out to have a temper. Those brilliant green eyes that blinked at him unknowingly were now flashing dangerously before him. His almost delicate frame was one of the most poised, yet commanding bodies he had ever seen on an individual. And that accent… Arthur was British, and a sexy Brit at that. Alfred had never wanted to devour anything more in his entire life, than he did the moment Arthur turned away from him to find the office…
Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **C**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 00:20:58 UTC
Although he hated seeing his lover limited by his illness and in pain, he was glad that Arthur was at home… A year ago, the war in Iraq had gotten marginally worse. More countries started joining both sides and secretly, Alfred figured it was because they were bored. Maybe he was just delusional, but he wondered if the surrounding countries wanted to return to their glory days… He was probably wrong, because of the number of people completely uninterested in defending their country was too high. Operation Iraqi Freedom was a complete repeat of the first and second world wars… Although, no one would admit that World War Three was actually upon them.
Just recently, the United States government re-instated conscription (2)… Even though Alfred had joined the military, and was shipped here prior to this, he worried about Arthur… Yet, like he expected, Arthur was in no condition to fight… Arthur Kirkland became Alfred’s, ‘war-bride,’ so to speak. As it was, Alfred has been apart from Arthur for far too long… Six months was a long time… Alfred closed his eyes against the darkness and felt himself drifting to sleep, his one hand clinging to his boyfriend’s dog-tag, and the other on his gun.
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If something happens to me, I want you to know that I’ve always loved you… Even from the moment I first met you. I can’t promise you that I’ll always be alright. You know that better than anyone. So, if something should happen to me, don’t give up. Because I’m going to protect you no matter what. I love you.
And on that first night of winter, Alfred’s squadron was attacked and the shooting and screaming was just as unexpected as the snow that fell upon them… Yes, the snow was mocking him… Alfred knew that snow was supposed to be white. Yet on that night, the snow was just as red as the blood on his hands, and somewhere far away, it was as painful as the tears that fell from awaiting, lonely eyes…
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End Notes: (1) Alfred was sure that this was the first time in Iraq’s recorded history that it had ever snowed like this. -- The first recorded snowfall in Iraq was on January 11, 2008. Yet the current date is also the 11th of January, only in 2013. (2) Just recently, the United States government re-instated conscription… -- In short, conscription or, ‘drafting,’ is a term meaning involuntary involvement in the military. Basically, if they told you to fight for your country, you did. Although the current war isn’t so bad so that the U.S government would need to enforce conscription, I thought it was a touch that hinted towards the war getting considerably worse.
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Author’s Notes: -- Hello~ How are all of you today? : ) Once I saw this on the unfilled list, I just had to write a story for it. XD The plot seems so intriguing. So I should just mention that, clearly, this is a work of fiction here… Basically, it is an imagined future for the current war in Iraq. Ya hear? Creative. So if it can be helped, I really don’t need people commenting with true facts that aren’t present in the story… Because I really did make this up. I just don’t want to offend anyone, because war is a touchy subject. So how about we just focus on the story, shall we? XD -- Also, maybe you didn’t know this, but I researched a lot for this chapter. XD Like, whoa. I learnt (Canada!Amon says, ‘learnt.’ Wut?) so much about the current war in Iraq, the climate of Iraq, military schools, Conscription, Regiments, DADT, and even heart conditions and pacemakers… I’m cool, leave me alone~ ;) -- While, I’m still following the original prompt, I am changing things up… And by that, I mean… Making it longer. XD So… I’m stretching things out. So, sorry this was a boring chapter. : ( Background and information is super important to me, and even now, I feel like I could have added more. XD -- That being said, I hope to see you again in the future! : ) --Again, I apologize for the confusion in Part B… I wish I had some way to warn readers ahead of time… But, that little part is detrimental to the story’s plot it’s not there, so if you didn’t read it, PLEASE DO!! XD Much love~
Re: Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **C**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 01:51:46 UTC
I'm so excited to read more of this fic because I think the prompt with the DADT thing is really interesting for Alfred's situation. Plus your writing is great and your setup for the story is promising. I can't wait :D
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anonymous
April 1 2010, 03:11:36 UTC
THIS. WAS. AMAZING
oh wow, what an incredible start to this fic! I noticed all the research you did, it was really amazing. The beginning allowed us to understand the background of the situation better, and it was written perfectly
thank you, thank you, THANK YOU <333
I love multi-chaptered fills, so the fact that you plan to stretch the prompt out is more than I could ever hope for <33
OH, there are so many parts I loved...the dog tags, Alfred's backstory, Arthur's poor heart condition, the other troop members...
everything is perfect and wondeful! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I eagerly anticipate the next part :)
Yay! 8D I'm so glad you liked this!! I was worried at first. XD That mix up in Part B threw me off a little, but I'm glad everyone was able to navigate it all right. :)
Thank you so much for reading and enjoying, and I should have the next chapter up soon! :)
Re: Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **C**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 03:22:12 UTC
:D Oh yes, I love it! Alfred/Arthur with the DADT? YES! Your lovely writing? DOUBLE YES.
The end P.S. note thing made me tear up. It's so touching. War is such a scary thing, no? Arthur must feel terrible having to wait at home, not knowing if Alfred's okay! Just tears you up, man.
8D Thank you for your nice comment! :) I'm glad you like this!
As horrible as it sounds, I'm glad you felt that way about the letter. I know war is scary and it's hard to imagine what it's like. :/ I tried to picture myself there, but even then I don't think anyone who hasn't been over there can write the experience perfectly. :)
Re: Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **C**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 04:40:16 UTC
Thank you so much for this. Really. As a dependent of a military person, and as a gay person, I'm just really glad that you are treating this so respectfully. Maybe being in Canada helps to alleviate some of the intense polarization and some of the horrible things that are said down here.
Re: Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **C**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 05:47:08 UTC
Wow . . DADT is definitely something important we haven't seen on the kink meme yet, and you're handling it well. I'm very interested to see where you go with this!
Re: Ask Me, Love, And I'll Tell You: Chapter One **C**
anonymous
April 1 2010, 11:54:43 UTC
I.. love.. you..
I hardly ever follow long-chaptered stories (I write them, lol =u=) - but this one is GREAT. I can see it'll be good. Your writing style and way of taking things slowly while describing a lot at the same time - it really gets to me. I feel jealous for your talent and happy at the same time, for I know this will be such a joy to read, and I'll pull myself together to become a better writer. I adore you already, stranger.
I love the way you're building up Alfred's mate as well as the relationship between Alfred and Arthur. When reading this request I feared a pussy of an Arthur just sitting at home, being all girly and housewifesish. You've already given him life, given him some manliness.
I know this causes confusion, but my copy and pasting skills are limited... Eh he he... I hope you can look past this mistake! I wish we could delete posts on here!! Anyways...
Alfred wasn’t able to join a military school for four years. Yet, everyday his burning passion for joining military services never died. And once he joined the Royal Academy for Military Excellence, or RAME, that passion was only heightened. At the top of his class till graduation, Alfred F. Jones was going to fight for his father’s memory, his country, and the betterment of the nation they were occupying… Then he found another reason to fight for.
When he was sixteen, Alfred met Arthur Kirkland. Arthur was new to RAME, new to the military, and new to America. Alfred smiled when he remembered the teenager’s first words to him. Are you daft?! I asked you where the office was. Quit fucking staring at me and give me a valid answer! The Alfred in the present chuckled, for it was true. He had been staring at Arthur. But how could he not? Arthur was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Alfred didn’t know whether or not to be jealous or turned on… The angel he had seen from across the hall turned out to have a temper. Those brilliant green eyes that blinked at him unknowingly were now flashing dangerously before him. His almost delicate frame was one of the most poised, yet commanding bodies he had ever seen on an individual. And that accent… Arthur was British, and a sexy Brit at that. Alfred had never wanted to devour anything more in his entire life, than he did the moment Arthur turned away from him to find the office…
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Just recently, the United States government re-instated conscription (2)… Even though Alfred had joined the military, and was shipped here prior to this, he worried about Arthur… Yet, like he expected, Arthur was in no condition to fight… Arthur Kirkland became Alfred’s, ‘war-bride,’ so to speak. As it was, Alfred has been apart from Arthur for far too long… Six months was a long time… Alfred closed his eyes against the darkness and felt himself drifting to sleep, his one hand clinging to his boyfriend’s dog-tag, and the other on his gun.
P.S
If something happens to me, I want you to know that I’ve always loved you… Even from the moment I first met you. I can’t promise you that I’ll always be alright. You know that better than anyone. So, if something should happen to me, don’t give up. Because I’m going to protect you no matter what. I love you.
And on that first night of winter, Alfred’s squadron was attacked and the shooting and screaming was just as unexpected as the snow that fell upon them… Yes, the snow was mocking him… Alfred knew that snow was supposed to be white. Yet on that night, the snow was just as red as the blood on his hands, and somewhere far away, it was as painful as the tears that fell from awaiting, lonely eyes…
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End Notes:
(1) Alfred was sure that this was the first time in Iraq’s recorded history that it had ever snowed like this.
-- The first recorded snowfall in Iraq was on January 11, 2008. Yet the current date is also the 11th of January, only in 2013.
(2) Just recently, the United States government re-instated conscription…
-- In short, conscription or, ‘drafting,’ is a term meaning involuntary involvement in the military. Basically, if they told you to fight for your country, you did. Although the current war isn’t so bad so that the U.S government would need to enforce conscription, I thought it was a touch that hinted towards the war getting considerably worse.
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Author’s Notes:
-- Hello~ How are all of you today? : ) Once I saw this on the unfilled list, I just had to write a story for it. XD The plot seems so intriguing. So I should just mention that, clearly, this is a work of fiction here… Basically, it is an imagined future for the current war in Iraq. Ya hear? Creative. So if it can be helped, I really don’t need people commenting with true facts that aren’t present in the story… Because I really did make this up. I just don’t want to offend anyone, because war is a touchy subject. So how about we just focus on the story, shall we? XD
-- Also, maybe you didn’t know this, but I researched a lot for this chapter. XD Like, whoa. I learnt (Canada!Amon says, ‘learnt.’ Wut?) so much about the current war in Iraq, the climate of Iraq, military schools, Conscription, Regiments, DADT, and even heart conditions and pacemakers… I’m cool, leave me alone~ ;)
-- While, I’m still following the original prompt, I am changing things up… And by that, I mean… Making it longer. XD So… I’m stretching things out. So, sorry this was a boring chapter. : ( Background and information is super important to me, and even now, I feel like I could have added more. XD
-- That being said, I hope to see you again in the future! : )
--Again, I apologize for the confusion in Part B… I wish I had some way to warn readers ahead of time… But, that little part is detrimental to the story’s plot it’s not there, so if you didn’t read it, PLEASE DO!! XD Much love~
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oh wow, what an incredible start to this fic! I noticed all the research you did, it was really amazing. The beginning allowed us to understand the background of the situation better, and it was written perfectly
thank you, thank you, THANK YOU <333
I love multi-chaptered fills, so the fact that you plan to stretch the prompt out is more than I could ever hope for <33
OH, there are so many parts I loved...the dog tags, Alfred's backstory, Arthur's poor heart condition, the other troop members...
everything is perfect and wondeful! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I eagerly anticipate the next part :)
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Thank you so much for reading and enjoying, and I should have the next chapter up soon! :)
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The end P.S. note thing made me tear up. It's so touching. War is such a scary thing, no? Arthur must feel terrible having to wait at home, not knowing if Alfred's okay! Just tears you up, man.
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As horrible as it sounds, I'm glad you felt that way about the letter. I know war is scary and it's hard to imagine what it's like. :/ I tried to picture myself there, but even then I don't think anyone who hasn't been over there can write the experience perfectly. :)
Thank you for reading!!
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In any case... Al's letter made me cry...
Please continue soon.
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I'm very interested to see where you go with this!
whacked service . . indeed, captcha, indeed.
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This is going to be epic, I am sure about that.
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I hardly ever follow long-chaptered stories (I write them, lol =u=) - but this one is GREAT. I can see it'll be good. Your writing style and way of taking things slowly while describing a lot at the same time - it really gets to me. I feel jealous for your talent and happy at the same time, for I know this will be such a joy to read, and I'll pull myself together to become a better writer. I adore you already, stranger.
I love the way you're building up Alfred's mate as well as the relationship between Alfred and Arthur. When reading this request I feared a pussy of an Arthur just sitting at home, being all girly and housewifesish. You've already given him life, given him some manliness.
The ending of this chapter made my cry. Fuck.
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