[Fanfic] Gliding Through Green Fields under Blue Skies (3/?) Part 1
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That Friday, Alfred asked (more like convinced) Arthur to take him to his house. The two walked down the sidewalk toward the Kirkland household, Alfred humming, Arthur grimacing. “Listen, Alfred,” Arthur started, “my house isn’t like yours, so no laughing.
“I’ve already been to your house before,” Alfred said, Arthur shuddering at the memory, “so I won’t laugh.”
“You’ve never seen the inside,” Arthur muttered, though truthfully what he was worried about the most was Alfred meeting his family. “Well, here we are.”
They walked up to the house and Arthur opened the door. Wendy was near the door, about to head out. She looked up to Arthur. “Oh, Arthur you’re home…” Her voice got caught in her throat when she saw Alfred behind him. “You…you’re…”
Arthur sighed as Alfred smiled. “Nice to meet you Artie’s sister, I’m Alfred Jones.”
Wendy’s face went from shock to excitement. “Al…Alfred Jones!”
Her scream rang throughout the household, cause the rest of the siblings to run to the door. Arthur was pushed out of the way as his siblings talked to Alfred, who only smiled and laughed. Eventually, Arthur was able to grab Alfred and take him to the office room. Once the door closed, the siblings started talking. “I think this is the first time Arthur’s brought a friend home,” Patricia said smiling.
“Well, that’s because Jerk Arthur has never really cared about friends or anything like that before,” Peter said while chewing gum, “But of all people, I didn’t think he’d be able to get Alfred to be friends with him!”
“Well,” Wendy said dreamily still excited from earlier, “It sometimes happens like that. From rivals to friends…and then maybe lovers if I don’t steal him for myself! He’s so handsome.”
Peter started to choke on his gum as Scott ignored her and listen to the door. “What in the world are you doing Scott,” Patricia asked.
Scott shrugged. “Making sure they aren’t doing anything…inappropriate for Peter’s ears.”
“It’s not like you care or not,” Patricia said smirking, “That reminds me, doesn’t Alfred’s family own that famous hospital in town.
Scott perked up. “You’re right. Maybe we should head over; they might give us a discount if we tell them we’re friends with the owner’s son!”
Peter laughed. “But we’re all healthy!”
The four laughed, unknowing that they were loud enough for Alfred and Arthur to hear their whole conversation. Arthur clenched his pencil hard enough for it to break, while Alfred tried to calm him down. “Calm down Arthur, it’s not like…”
Arthur didn’t hear the rest. He got up, threw open the door and screamed, “WHY IS MY FAMILY FULL OF A BUNCH OF WANKERS?!” He then proceeded to chase his brothers and sisters around the room, Alfred helplessly watching.
Present
Arthur rubbed his head. “Okay, that was a little embarrassing, I’ll admit, but that wouldn’t make Alfred act cold to me, would it? Before now, he was always laughing with me, and we were always together. But now…when I think about it…he’s become distant.”
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The next day, Arthur walked through the hallways in search of Alfred. The teacher had given him some papers that Alfred needed to see as well. Arthur eventually spotted him talking to Toris and Toris’s friend Feliks. Walking quicker, Arthur kept on a straight face and tapped Alfred on the shoulder. “Hey, Alfred…”
Alfred turned. “What is it Arthur,” he said without a smile on his face.
Arthur flinched. “Um, someone wanted me to give these to you.”
Alfred snatched the papers. “Thanks,” he said quickly.
Arthur, hurt shown on his face, turned around and walked away. Toris watched him leave. “Alfred, are you okay?”
Alfred put on a smile. “Yeah, I’m fine, why?”
Toris just looked at him with a worried expression. Down the hallway, Arthur continued walking, his head hurting. “So he’s really avoiding me,” he thought, “Now he’s only using minimal words. Did I do something wrong? That…was rejection…wasn’t it?”
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When the next Monday came, things had gotten worse. Arthur arrived at school at his normal time, just to see Alfred walk towards him. Arthur opened his mouth to speak, but Alfred walked right passed him without a word. Arthur turned around to speak, but could not find the words. “What is going on,” he thought in a panic, “two weeks ago we were acting like friends! I…don’t know how to deal with this. I…only acted nice to people, but never treated people nice. I have never had friends, so I don’t know how to deal with fights like this. I never argue with people outside my family. I always hid behind a mask. Before Alfred…I really had nothing.”
Later that day, during gym, Arthur watched Alfred play basketball with confusion. “What could it be,” he kept thinking, “He’s acting like normal, except when he’s around me? I’m the only one who knows how he really is! Though…I don’t even know that much about him myself. Why does he pretend to act this way in public? I do it for praise…I wonder why he does it. I wonder…if Alfred is actually as happy as he acts.” Arthur sighed and stepped outside. He shivered in the December air. “I wonder if it was something I said…or could it…no way!?” He froze, horrified at his new revelation. “It can’t be possible that he found out that I have feelings for him?! Damn it! That has to be it! I knew he was straight; he must have figured it out and is disgusted with me. Well, if that’s how it is…then he should just say so!”
Part 2
That Friday, Alfred asked (more like convinced) Arthur to take him to his house. The two walked down the sidewalk toward the Kirkland household, Alfred humming, Arthur grimacing. “Listen, Alfred,” Arthur started, “my house isn’t like yours, so no laughing.
“I’ve already been to your house before,” Alfred said, Arthur shuddering at the memory, “so I won’t laugh.”
“You’ve never seen the inside,” Arthur muttered, though truthfully what he was worried about the most was Alfred meeting his family. “Well, here we are.”
They walked up to the house and Arthur opened the door. Wendy was near the door, about to head out. She looked up to Arthur. “Oh, Arthur you’re home…” Her voice got caught in her throat when she saw Alfred behind him. “You…you’re…”
Arthur sighed as Alfred smiled. “Nice to meet you Artie’s sister, I’m Alfred Jones.”
Wendy’s face went from shock to excitement. “Al…Alfred Jones!”
Her scream rang throughout the household, cause the rest of the siblings to run to the door. Arthur was pushed out of the way as his siblings talked to Alfred, who only smiled and laughed. Eventually, Arthur was able to grab Alfred and take him to the office room. Once the door closed, the siblings started talking. “I think this is the first time Arthur’s brought a friend home,” Patricia said smiling.
“Well, that’s because Jerk Arthur has never really cared about friends or anything like that before,” Peter said while chewing gum, “But of all people, I didn’t think he’d be able to get Alfred to be friends with him!”
“Well,” Wendy said dreamily still excited from earlier, “It sometimes happens like that. From rivals to friends…and then maybe lovers if I don’t steal him for myself! He’s so handsome.”
Peter started to choke on his gum as Scott ignored her and listen to the door. “What in the world are you doing Scott,” Patricia asked.
Scott shrugged. “Making sure they aren’t doing anything…inappropriate for Peter’s ears.”
“It’s not like you care or not,” Patricia said smirking, “That reminds me, doesn’t Alfred’s family own that famous hospital in town.
Scott perked up. “You’re right. Maybe we should head over; they might give us a discount if we tell them we’re friends with the owner’s son!”
Peter laughed. “But we’re all healthy!”
The four laughed, unknowing that they were loud enough for Alfred and Arthur to hear their whole conversation. Arthur clenched his pencil hard enough for it to break, while Alfred tried to calm him down. “Calm down Arthur, it’s not like…”
Arthur didn’t hear the rest. He got up, threw open the door and screamed, “WHY IS MY FAMILY FULL OF A BUNCH OF WANKERS?!” He then proceeded to chase his brothers and sisters around the room, Alfred helplessly watching.
Present
Arthur rubbed his head. “Okay, that was a little embarrassing, I’ll admit, but that wouldn’t make Alfred act cold to me, would it? Before now, he was always laughing with me, and we were always together. But now…when I think about it…he’s become distant.”
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The next day, Arthur walked through the hallways in search of Alfred. The teacher had given him some papers that Alfred needed to see as well. Arthur eventually spotted him talking to Toris and Toris’s friend Feliks. Walking quicker, Arthur kept on a straight face and tapped Alfred on the shoulder. “Hey, Alfred…”
Alfred turned. “What is it Arthur,” he said without a smile on his face.
Arthur flinched. “Um, someone wanted me to give these to you.”
Alfred snatched the papers. “Thanks,” he said quickly.
Arthur, hurt shown on his face, turned around and walked away. Toris watched him leave. “Alfred, are you okay?”
Alfred put on a smile. “Yeah, I’m fine, why?”
Toris just looked at him with a worried expression. Down the hallway, Arthur continued walking, his head hurting. “So he’s really avoiding me,” he thought, “Now he’s only using minimal words. Did I do something wrong? That…was rejection…wasn’t it?”
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When the next Monday came, things had gotten worse. Arthur arrived at school at his normal time, just to see Alfred walk towards him. Arthur opened his mouth to speak, but Alfred walked right passed him without a word. Arthur turned around to speak, but could not find the words. “What is going on,” he thought in a panic, “two weeks ago we were acting like friends! I…don’t know how to deal with this. I…only acted nice to people, but never treated people nice. I have never had friends, so I don’t know how to deal with fights like this. I never argue with people outside my family. I always hid behind a mask. Before Alfred…I really had nothing.”
Later that day, during gym, Arthur watched Alfred play basketball with confusion. “What could it be,” he kept thinking, “He’s acting like normal, except when he’s around me? I’m the only one who knows how he really is! Though…I don’t even know that much about him myself. Why does he pretend to act this way in public? I do it for praise…I wonder why he does it. I wonder…if Alfred is actually as happy as he acts.” Arthur sighed and stepped outside. He shivered in the December air. “I wonder if it was something I said…or could it…no way!?” He froze, horrified at his new revelation. “It can’t be possible that he found out that I have feelings for him?! Damn it! That has to be it! I knew he was straight; he must have figured it out and is disgusted with me. Well, if that’s how it is…then he should just say so!”
Part 2