Raison D'etre ~Reason to Live~ (14/17)
Alfred sipped his drink very loudly. He had decided to take Arthur out that day since it was Saturday and he had off from work. At the moment, they were sitting on a bench in the middle of the park. Arthur looked up at Alfred with an annoyed look on his face. “Could you not do that,” he said.
Alfred looked at the British man with a confused look. “Do what?”
Arthur mentally face palmed himself and said, “Sip your drink so loudly. It’s supposed to be peaceful here.” Alfred rolled his eyes and Arthur smacked his head. “Don’t roll your eyes at me!”
“Chill out, Artie. I’ll try not to slurp loudly, just for you,” Alfred saying with his signature smile, making Arthur blush bright red. Arthur shook his head and stood up. “Hey, where are you going?” Arthur turned back and did a small smile, “I going to look at these flowers over here, if you don’t mind.”
Alfred laughed. “Arthur, sometimes you really act a girl…Ow!” he said when Arthur threw his now empty cup at Alfred’s head. He then went over the other side of the sidewalk and sat on the grass. Alfred rubbed his head, finished his soda, and stretched. “I have to admit, it is peaceful here,” he thought looking up at the sky. The sky was a pure blue, and the day was very sunny. To him, it seemed like a day where everything would be perfect. Looking down, he looked at Arthur who was looking at the flowers. He noticed how the sun seemed to make his hair blonder, and the green grass made his eyes look even greener as he softly smiled. Alfred blushed. “He almost looks…angelic.” Then the situations he had been in the past few weeks played through his head.
“Throughout the whole conversation, I could see that in his eyes, he wanted to let go and cry. I couldn’t help but want him to cry, so in some way I could wipe his tears away.”
“Den…was imp’rtant to me…and the time I sp’nt with him could never be repl’ced…just like h’w my time w’th you could never be repl’ced”
“…after Jeanne, I thought I would never fall in love again. She was then my reason to be. But you know what, Seychelles. Even if you were the most beautiful woman on earth or the ugliest, I would have fallen in love with anyways. My beautiful girl, you’re my raison d’être.”
“Raison…d’être,” Alfred whispered, continuing to look at Arthur. Suddenly he got up and walked over to the man. “Hey Arthur, I need…”
That was when he tripped over what looked like a rock and fell to ground, more precisely on top of Arthur. Arthur had barely time to turn to see Alfred falling on him. He let out a puff of air from the impact and tried to push Alfred off. “Alfred, you git, get off of me! I can’t breathe,” he yelled face turning red.
Alfred laughed and started to sit up. “Ow, sorry about that Arthur, I was just…” That was when he froze when he realized their awkward position, and his face went pink. Arthur realized this as well and, if possible, got redder. Their faces were about two inches apart. Alfred’s face had softened as he looked into Arthur’s emerald eyes. “Arthur,” he thought, “That’s right. Our time together could never be replaced, right? And despite the eyebrows, he is attractive. But even if he wasn’t…still…”
Alfred closed his eyes and slowly leaned in. Arthur watched Alfred for a millisecond before closing his eyes and leaning in as well. Alfred put his hand on Arthur face, causing Arthur to open his eyes a fraction. Alfred kept leaning in and kissed Arthur’s forehead. Arthur stayed still as Alfred pulled back, and then kissed Al’s cheeks. The two opened their eyes and looked at each other, before going forward again, their goal this time to claim the other’s lips…
“Ah, Alfred-san!”
Alfred surprised banged his head into the equally shocked Arthur, leaving him in pain. Both looked up to see Kiku walking towards them. “Kiku,” Alfred yelled, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you and Professor Heracles elope?”
“Please, Alfred-san,” Kiku pleaded, “We decided to return early. Even though I seem to have…interrupted something.”
Alfred and Arthur looked at each other and turned away, both blushing furiously. “Um…well…you see,” Alfred stuttered.
Arthur stood and started to walk away. “I…I’m going back home. I’ll see at home, Al…Alfred.” And he practically started to run away.
Alfred watched him leave and sighed. “What the hell did I just do?”
“Ah, sweet revenge.”
“What?!”
“Oh, nothing Alfred-san.”
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Kiku decided to take Alfred to a small café on the campus. As they sat and drank their coffee, Alfred stayed surprisingly silent. Kiku spoke, “Alfred-san, it’s seems that you are worried about something.”
Alfred looked at Kiku and smiled. “Well, a little. It’s just with you and Professor Heracles leaving, and a lot of different things has been happening. Also, with the kidnapping! I always get worried to leave Arthur alone, and he’s acting like it never happened! And I…things are moving really fast! I’m so confused”
Kiku nodded and sipped his drink. “Well, I think you need to breathe and be calm. You must answer different questions to relieve your stress.”
Alfred looked even more confused. “Answer questions?”
Kiki nodded. “I can tell you are confused because there a so many things unanswered about Arthur-san. However, there is a big one I’m sure you have considered,” he sipped his drink again and then said calmly, “Alfred-san, are you in love with Arthur-san.”
Alfred nearly spilled his coffee on the table. Without looking at Kiku, he replied, “I’m not sure.” He stared at his reflection in the window. “I mean, I do worry about him a lot. He’s really fun to be with and…I can’t say that I don’t care about him. There are times that…” he thought back to when he was in the park that day, “I just want hold him, to keep him safe. And from time to time…to do more than just that. But, would that really be considered love, it’s confusing.”
“Well, Alfred-san, you use to say that when a person falls in love, it’s different for each person,” Kiku replied.
Alfred’s head shot towards the Japanese man, remembering that he did say that. “I see,” he said, “Kiku, you have always been so observant. You know, I promised Arthur that I would help him get his memories back. However, I also promised myself that once he did, I would let him leave…but I…don’t want him to go! I just can’t imagine my life without him.”
“Alfred-san,” Kiku said, “You know what they say. Sometimes promises have to be broken.
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Arthur sat on the bed watching Feliks and Toris run around the room. He would have turned the TV on, but at that moment he wasn’t in the mood. He couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened between him and Alfred that day. Slowly, he raised his hand to his forehead, to his lips. “I can’t believe…I was about to kiss him,” he said, face pinking, “What was I thinking? That he might love me back? But he did kiss my forehead first…but he’s a touchy person! He probably does that with every…”
That’s when he heard a knock at the door. Going to the door and opening it, he looked around and saw no one there. He was about the close the door when he noticed a package on the floor. Curious, he picked it up and brought it inside the room. He saw it was addressed to him, from…
“Matthew!” Arthur nearly yelled. He opened the package to find an Ipod and a pair of Union Jack earphones. Putting the earphones on, he turned on the Ipod. The first that was on the list was Raison D’etre.
If I walk nonchalantly in the town that I’m used to seeing
Certainly my eyes will reflect it
In the advancing waves of people in crowds
My daunted heart is buried
Raison d’être, in this way
Raison d’être, as the same
Why do I laugh, get depressed, and drift?
I’m searching for the key, I’m always searching
At what point won’t I see? The key to that door
Arthur face slowly drifted, almost into a slumber as he listened to the song. His thoughts circled around his time Alfred while Norway began to sing along with the song. Arthur soon joined him.
“Raison d’etre, in this way
The key to that door…”
Feliks and Toris stopped what they were doing and looked over at Arthur. Feliks’s eyes widen and Toris started to tremble as a soft glow started to encircle Arthur’s body.
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Alfred walked into the apartment building. It was night by the time he had said goodbye to Kiku. Yawning, he proceeded to the stairs, thinking over his conversation with Kiku.
“I believe that the first thing you should do when you see him is to talk to him. Let him know you’re feelings. Even if he rejects you…you’ll feel better if you had told him.”
“Easier said than done, Kiku,” Alfred said out loud. His nerves were getting the best of him. He shook his head. “This is un heroic of me! I can do this. I just have to talk to him, that’s all! We always talk to each other…but about something like this…”
“Um, Alfred.”
Alfred turned around to see his younger brother behind him. “Matt,” Alfred yelled running towards him. “Where the fuck have you been! I’ve been looking for you every day and….Matt, there’s something really important I need to talk to you about…”
“I know.”
“You see…what?”
Matt looked at him with a serious look on his face. “I know what you need to ask me. Follow me,” he said walking towards his apartment, “It’s about time I told you everything…about Arthur’s past.”
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Alfred followed his brother into the apartment. Matt led him to the back of the apartment and into what look like a closet. Alfred walked in and Matt closed the door. “Matt…what are we doing in a closet?”
Matt smiled and pressed something. Suddenly, the floor started to shake. Alfred noticed that they were moving. The so called closet was actually an elevator. Before Alfred knew it, he was in what looked like a computer lab. The walls of the room were screens and computers, with a big screen at the front. In the middle of the room, however, were things Alfred would expect to see in Harry Potter. They were what looked like potions, brooms, and every spell book imaginable. “Matt…what is all this,” Alfred asked amazed.
Matt looked at him, walking over to the big screen. “This is a lab where I use to do experiments. Particularly on testing magic on normal humans.”
Alfred suddenly remembered what Berwald had told him back then . “No way…Matt, are you part a group called Busby?”
“I used to be,” Matt said softly bringing up a picture on the screen. Alfred instantly recognized it as the picture of him and Arthur Berwald had given him. “Why do you have this…wait, is that…?” Alfred rambled but Matt interrupted him. “Yes, that’s me, back when I was a part of Busby. And with me is England.”
“England,” Alfred asked confused.
“Yes, you see, we named our subjects after the country they came from. Currently, he’s known by his real name…Arthur…without the Kirkland.”
Alfred listened carefully. “So, his last name…it’s’ Kirkland.”
Matt went on. “Then there is the other one…Norway.”
Alfred looked even more confused. “Norway…who is he…what does he have to do with the story?”
“Al, listen to me, he’s important.” Alfred shut up. “Norway and England were two of our subjects…they lived here, with me, and were very dear to me. They were almost like sons to me. It was around the time I had left home to live on my own for a while…sorry for not telling,” he said quickly seeing Alfred start to get angry again, “as I was saying. I know you know that only two people survived the tests. The first one to survive was Norway. After they had conducted the experiment and saw that he survived, they put him under my care. They…the leaders…told me that they trusted me the most. When we had met…I felt an instant connection. He would call me ‘Master Matthew’ and sometimes, even Father. He was able to lift things, control the weather sometimes, and he could change the emotion in the room. He was also very fast. When he got upset, however, his powers would turn dangerous. When that happened, I would call for help from Mr. Berwald.”
Alfred’s breath hitched. “You…know Berwald?”
Matt shook his head. “Sort of. We have never actually met. When he called, he would send his friend, a man named Den, over instead. Den would always make Norway brighten up. After awhile, I noticed that he was changing. He seemed depressed, except when Den was there. I thought that maybe he was lonely, so I asked the leaders if I could take in another subject. They had told me that no one else had survived. After months, though, they sent me one other person that was able to survive. That was England, whom you call Arthur. When I introduced England to Norway, he was very happy. He had a new friend, a brother. England had the power to control electricity, summon creatures, and about once a month, read minds. But still, Norway seemed lonely.” Matt got a faraway look on his face. “One day, instead of having Den come to us, I sent England and Norway to Mr. Berwald’s house. It was normal day…suddenly, England had come running home, telling me that something had happened.”
“What…what happened,” Alfred asked gulping.
“I wish I could of seen it,” Matt said drifting off, “the reason Norway was lonely…was because he was in love with Den. He just couldn’t say it…or show it. But on that day…he caught Den and Mr. Berwald doing something…that was beyond friendship. He became very upset and exploded in power. His powers flew out of control, no matter how hard England tried to stop him. In the end, he ended up hurting Den and himself, for his power was too great. I instantly rushed to the house and took Norway home, while Den was sent to the hospital. I tried to save him, but all my potions and spells I knew wouldn’t help him. Finally, he let him sleep while I left to call the leaders. While leaving, England walked in the room. After talking to the leaders, they told me that because of my recklessness, I was banned from Busby and that thanks to it…Den had passed away.”
Alfred’s breath hitched. “So…that’s what happened to him,” he whispered.
“I rushed back to the room to check on Norway, but I was too late. Norway had died…of a broken heart. Later on, the leaders called me again, asking me one favor to protect everyone….to get rid of England. They said that he could be the same as Norway, if not more powerful, and that they couldn’t take the risk. At first I denied it, but England told me to put him to sleep. He didn’t want to have the same fate as his brother, so he asked me to put a spell on him that would make him forget his memories and mak hime sleep. He would be left out in the world without anything except clothes and a locket with his real name on it until his soul mate would find him. Then, he would awaken.”
“And…that’s when I…” Alfred said mouth agape. Matt nodded. “Arthur is still very dangerous, Alfred. I’m sure that members of Busby are still watching him. But,” Matt added, “the one who decides if the world will be in danger or not…though I can’t believe it…is you, brother.”
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Feliks and Toris watched scared as Arthur began to glow brighter. “My Raison D’etre. My Raison D’etre. My Raison D’etre,” Arthur repeated over and over along with Norway.
“You’re reason to live…is,” Norway said.
“My reason to live….my someone just for me…the one I love…is Alfred!”
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A big explosion was heard from the upstairs. Alfred and Matt felt the ground shake. “What was…” Alfred began but then realized instantly, “Arthur!”
Alfred began to dart to the elevator. Matt pressed the button and Alfred went up. “Alfred…hurry,” Matt yelled.
Alfred nodded and dashed out of Matt’s apartment the second he got there. He ran down the hall and upstairs, some attendants opening their doors. “What is going on,” Roderich said yawning, Elizaveta behind him. “Don’t worry about it,” Alfred yelled behind him as he ran. Vash came out next, followed by Li. “Alfred, this better not be your do…”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take of it,” Alfred yelled back. He ran fast as he could. He put the key in his door and pushed it open, just to see Arthur flying out the window.
“ARTHUR!!”
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Alfred looked at the British man with a confused look. “Do what?”
Arthur mentally face palmed himself and said, “Sip your drink so loudly. It’s supposed to be peaceful here.” Alfred rolled his eyes and Arthur smacked his head. “Don’t roll your eyes at me!”
“Chill out, Artie. I’ll try not to slurp loudly, just for you,” Alfred saying with his signature smile, making Arthur blush bright red. Arthur shook his head and stood up. “Hey, where are you going?” Arthur turned back and did a small smile, “I going to look at these flowers over here, if you don’t mind.”
Alfred laughed. “Arthur, sometimes you really act a girl…Ow!” he said when Arthur threw his now empty cup at Alfred’s head. He then went over the other side of the sidewalk and sat on the grass. Alfred rubbed his head, finished his soda, and stretched. “I have to admit, it is peaceful here,” he thought looking up at the sky. The sky was a pure blue, and the day was very sunny. To him, it seemed like a day where everything would be perfect. Looking down, he looked at Arthur who was looking at the flowers. He noticed how the sun seemed to make his hair blonder, and the green grass made his eyes look even greener as he softly smiled. Alfred blushed. “He almost looks…angelic.” Then the situations he had been in the past few weeks played through his head.
“Throughout the whole conversation, I could see that in his eyes, he wanted to let go and cry. I couldn’t help but want him to cry, so in some way I could wipe his tears away.”
“Den…was imp’rtant to me…and the time I sp’nt with him could never be repl’ced…just like h’w my time w’th you could never be repl’ced”
“…after Jeanne, I thought I would never fall in love again. She was then my reason to be. But you know what, Seychelles. Even if you were the most beautiful woman on earth or the ugliest, I would have fallen in love with anyways. My beautiful girl, you’re my raison d’être.”
“Raison…d’être,” Alfred whispered, continuing to look at Arthur. Suddenly he got up and walked over to the man. “Hey Arthur, I need…”
That was when he tripped over what looked like a rock and fell to ground, more precisely on top of Arthur. Arthur had barely time to turn to see Alfred falling on him. He let out a puff of air from the impact and tried to push Alfred off. “Alfred, you git, get off of me! I can’t breathe,” he yelled face turning red.
Alfred laughed and started to sit up. “Ow, sorry about that Arthur, I was just…” That was when he froze when he realized their awkward position, and his face went pink. Arthur realized this as well and, if possible, got redder. Their faces were about two inches apart. Alfred’s face had softened as he looked into Arthur’s emerald eyes. “Arthur,” he thought, “That’s right. Our time together could never be replaced, right? And despite the eyebrows, he is attractive. But even if he wasn’t…still…”
Alfred closed his eyes and slowly leaned in. Arthur watched Alfred for a millisecond before closing his eyes and leaning in as well. Alfred put his hand on Arthur face, causing Arthur to open his eyes a fraction. Alfred kept leaning in and kissed Arthur’s forehead. Arthur stayed still as Alfred pulled back, and then kissed Al’s cheeks. The two opened their eyes and looked at each other, before going forward again, their goal this time to claim the other’s lips…
“Ah, Alfred-san!”
Alfred surprised banged his head into the equally shocked Arthur, leaving him in pain. Both looked up to see Kiku walking towards them. “Kiku,” Alfred yelled, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you and Professor Heracles elope?”
“Please, Alfred-san,” Kiku pleaded, “We decided to return early. Even though I seem to have…interrupted something.”
Alfred and Arthur looked at each other and turned away, both blushing furiously. “Um…well…you see,” Alfred stuttered.
Arthur stood and started to walk away. “I…I’m going back home. I’ll see at home, Al…Alfred.” And he practically started to run away.
Alfred watched him leave and sighed. “What the hell did I just do?”
“Ah, sweet revenge.”
“What?!”
“Oh, nothing Alfred-san.”
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Kiku decided to take Alfred to a small café on the campus. As they sat and drank their coffee, Alfred stayed surprisingly silent. Kiku spoke, “Alfred-san, it’s seems that you are worried about something.”
Alfred looked at Kiku and smiled. “Well, a little. It’s just with you and Professor Heracles leaving, and a lot of different things has been happening. Also, with the kidnapping! I always get worried to leave Arthur alone, and he’s acting like it never happened! And I…things are moving really fast! I’m so confused”
Kiku nodded and sipped his drink. “Well, I think you need to breathe and be calm. You must answer different questions to relieve your stress.”
Alfred looked even more confused. “Answer questions?”
Kiki nodded. “I can tell you are confused because there a so many things unanswered about Arthur-san. However, there is a big one I’m sure you have considered,” he sipped his drink again and then said calmly, “Alfred-san, are you in love with Arthur-san.”
Alfred nearly spilled his coffee on the table. Without looking at Kiku, he replied, “I’m not sure.” He stared at his reflection in the window. “I mean, I do worry about him a lot. He’s really fun to be with and…I can’t say that I don’t care about him. There are times that…” he thought back to when he was in the park that day, “I just want hold him, to keep him safe. And from time to time…to do more than just that. But, would that really be considered love, it’s confusing.”
“Well, Alfred-san, you use to say that when a person falls in love, it’s different for each person,” Kiku replied.
Alfred’s head shot towards the Japanese man, remembering that he did say that. “I see,” he said, “Kiku, you have always been so observant. You know, I promised Arthur that I would help him get his memories back. However, I also promised myself that once he did, I would let him leave…but I…don’t want him to go! I just can’t imagine my life without him.”
“Alfred-san,” Kiku said, “You know what they say. Sometimes promises have to be broken.
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Arthur sat on the bed watching Feliks and Toris run around the room. He would have turned the TV on, but at that moment he wasn’t in the mood. He couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened between him and Alfred that day. Slowly, he raised his hand to his forehead, to his lips. “I can’t believe…I was about to kiss him,” he said, face pinking, “What was I thinking? That he might love me back? But he did kiss my forehead first…but he’s a touchy person! He probably does that with every…”
That’s when he heard a knock at the door. Going to the door and opening it, he looked around and saw no one there. He was about the close the door when he noticed a package on the floor. Curious, he picked it up and brought it inside the room. He saw it was addressed to him, from…
“Matthew!” Arthur nearly yelled. He opened the package to find an Ipod and a pair of Union Jack earphones. Putting the earphones on, he turned on the Ipod. The first that was on the list was Raison D’etre.
If I walk nonchalantly in the town that I’m used to seeing
Certainly my eyes will reflect it
In the advancing waves of people in crowds
My daunted heart is buried
Raison d’être, in this way
Raison d’être, as the same
Why do I laugh, get depressed, and drift?
I’m searching for the key, I’m always searching
At what point won’t I see? The key to that door
Arthur face slowly drifted, almost into a slumber as he listened to the song. His thoughts circled around his time Alfred while Norway began to sing along with the song. Arthur soon joined him.
“Raison d’etre, in this way
The key to that door…”
Feliks and Toris stopped what they were doing and looked over at Arthur. Feliks’s eyes widen and Toris started to tremble as a soft glow started to encircle Arthur’s body.
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Alfred walked into the apartment building. It was night by the time he had said goodbye to Kiku. Yawning, he proceeded to the stairs, thinking over his conversation with Kiku.
“I believe that the first thing you should do when you see him is to talk to him. Let him know you’re feelings. Even if he rejects you…you’ll feel better if you had told him.”
“Easier said than done, Kiku,” Alfred said out loud. His nerves were getting the best of him. He shook his head. “This is un heroic of me! I can do this. I just have to talk to him, that’s all! We always talk to each other…but about something like this…”
“Um, Alfred.”
Alfred turned around to see his younger brother behind him. “Matt,” Alfred yelled running towards him. “Where the fuck have you been! I’ve been looking for you every day and….Matt, there’s something really important I need to talk to you about…”
“I know.”
“You see…what?”
Matt looked at him with a serious look on his face. “I know what you need to ask me. Follow me,” he said walking towards his apartment, “It’s about time I told you everything…about Arthur’s past.”
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Alfred followed his brother into the apartment. Matt led him to the back of the apartment and into what look like a closet. Alfred walked in and Matt closed the door. “Matt…what are we doing in a closet?”
Matt smiled and pressed something. Suddenly, the floor started to shake. Alfred noticed that they were moving. The so called closet was actually an elevator. Before Alfred knew it, he was in what looked like a computer lab. The walls of the room were screens and computers, with a big screen at the front. In the middle of the room, however, were things Alfred would expect to see in Harry Potter. They were what looked like potions, brooms, and every spell book imaginable. “Matt…what is all this,” Alfred asked amazed.
Matt looked at him, walking over to the big screen. “This is a lab where I use to do experiments. Particularly on testing magic on normal humans.”
Alfred suddenly remembered what Berwald had told him back then . “No way…Matt, are you part a group called Busby?”
“I used to be,” Matt said softly bringing up a picture on the screen. Alfred instantly recognized it as the picture of him and Arthur Berwald had given him. “Why do you have this…wait, is that…?” Alfred rambled but Matt interrupted him. “Yes, that’s me, back when I was a part of Busby. And with me is England.”
“England,” Alfred asked confused.
“Yes, you see, we named our subjects after the country they came from. Currently, he’s known by his real name…Arthur…without the Kirkland.”
Alfred listened carefully. “So, his last name…it’s’ Kirkland.”
Matt went on. “Then there is the other one…Norway.”
Alfred looked even more confused. “Norway…who is he…what does he have to do with the story?”
“Al, listen to me, he’s important.” Alfred shut up. “Norway and England were two of our subjects…they lived here, with me, and were very dear to me. They were almost like sons to me. It was around the time I had left home to live on my own for a while…sorry for not telling,” he said quickly seeing Alfred start to get angry again, “as I was saying. I know you know that only two people survived the tests. The first one to survive was Norway. After they had conducted the experiment and saw that he survived, they put him under my care. They…the leaders…told me that they trusted me the most. When we had met…I felt an instant connection. He would call me ‘Master Matthew’ and sometimes, even Father. He was able to lift things, control the weather sometimes, and he could change the emotion in the room. He was also very fast. When he got upset, however, his powers would turn dangerous. When that happened, I would call for help from Mr. Berwald.”
Alfred’s breath hitched. “You…know Berwald?”
Matt shook his head. “Sort of. We have never actually met. When he called, he would send his friend, a man named Den, over instead. Den would always make Norway brighten up. After awhile, I noticed that he was changing. He seemed depressed, except when Den was there. I thought that maybe he was lonely, so I asked the leaders if I could take in another subject. They had told me that no one else had survived. After months, though, they sent me one other person that was able to survive. That was England, whom you call Arthur. When I introduced England to Norway, he was very happy. He had a new friend, a brother. England had the power to control electricity, summon creatures, and about once a month, read minds. But still, Norway seemed lonely.” Matt got a faraway look on his face. “One day, instead of having Den come to us, I sent England and Norway to Mr. Berwald’s house. It was normal day…suddenly, England had come running home, telling me that something had happened.”
“What…what happened,” Alfred asked gulping.
“I wish I could of seen it,” Matt said drifting off, “the reason Norway was lonely…was because he was in love with Den. He just couldn’t say it…or show it. But on that day…he caught Den and Mr. Berwald doing something…that was beyond friendship. He became very upset and exploded in power. His powers flew out of control, no matter how hard England tried to stop him. In the end, he ended up hurting Den and himself, for his power was too great. I instantly rushed to the house and took Norway home, while Den was sent to the hospital. I tried to save him, but all my potions and spells I knew wouldn’t help him. Finally, he let him sleep while I left to call the leaders. While leaving, England walked in the room. After talking to the leaders, they told me that because of my recklessness, I was banned from Busby and that thanks to it…Den had passed away.”
Alfred’s breath hitched. “So…that’s what happened to him,” he whispered.
“I rushed back to the room to check on Norway, but I was too late. Norway had died…of a broken heart. Later on, the leaders called me again, asking me one favor to protect everyone….to get rid of England. They said that he could be the same as Norway, if not more powerful, and that they couldn’t take the risk. At first I denied it, but England told me to put him to sleep. He didn’t want to have the same fate as his brother, so he asked me to put a spell on him that would make him forget his memories and mak hime sleep. He would be left out in the world without anything except clothes and a locket with his real name on it until his soul mate would find him. Then, he would awaken.”
“And…that’s when I…” Alfred said mouth agape. Matt nodded. “Arthur is still very dangerous, Alfred. I’m sure that members of Busby are still watching him. But,” Matt added, “the one who decides if the world will be in danger or not…though I can’t believe it…is you, brother.”
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Feliks and Toris watched scared as Arthur began to glow brighter. “My Raison D’etre. My Raison D’etre. My Raison D’etre,” Arthur repeated over and over along with Norway.
“You’re reason to live…is,” Norway said.
“My reason to live….my someone just for me…the one I love…is Alfred!”
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A big explosion was heard from the upstairs. Alfred and Matt felt the ground shake. “What was…” Alfred began but then realized instantly, “Arthur!”
Alfred began to dart to the elevator. Matt pressed the button and Alfred went up. “Alfred…hurry,” Matt yelled.
Alfred nodded and dashed out of Matt’s apartment the second he got there. He ran down the hall and upstairs, some attendants opening their doors. “What is going on,” Roderich said yawning, Elizaveta behind him. “Don’t worry about it,” Alfred yelled behind him as he ran. Vash came out next, followed by Li. “Alfred, this better not be your do…”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take of it,” Alfred yelled back. He ran fast as he could. He put the key in his door and pushed it open, just to see Arthur flying out the window.
“ARTHUR!!”
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