Author's Note: It took me way too long to do this one but here it is, I hope you guys like it ^_^

The silence was killing Alfred; he longed to talk to Arthur but was afraid of being turned down. He looked over at his boyfriend who was staring blankly out the passenger window, his hands gripping his knees tightly. Checking to make sure Allistor was still asleep in the backseat; he slipped his hand across his seat and squeezed Arthur's hand tightly. He was relieved to feel the pressure returned and blushed as he realized he was grinning like an idiot. "You look stupid…" He laughed, thankful at least, that Arthur was still willing to talk to him. "I don't look stupid, I look happy." Arthur smiled, shaking his head, "You can look happy, and stupid at the same time."

Alfred frowned watching Allistor sleep in the rearview mirror, "Why didn't you tell your brother I was your boyfriend?" Arthur bit his lip, trying his best to keep his gaze steady not wanting to worry Alfred. "Um, I guess I was just nervous and…um… forgot…" Alfred rolled his eyes, watching as the yellow stripes in front of him passed at even intervals under his car. There was no way Arthur could have forgotten something like that; was he perhaps… ashamed of him? Alfred shook his head clearing the thoughts away, Arthur loved him, there was no way he could be ashamed of him. Maybe, perhaps…

"Arthur… he does know you're gay right?" He knew the answer before Arthur had even answered him, "Well… I mean… not technically, but I plan on telling him… just not right now…" Alfred sighed, a pit of dread growing in his stomach. "And why not now? Don't you think that's something he should know?" Arthur looked away, ignoring the look Alfred was giving him. "You wouldn't understand… just please, go along with it for now…" Arthur leaned his head against the window, hoping the warm glass would ease his growing headache. "Of course I won't understand if you don't tell me!" Arthur shot him a harsh glare motioning to his sleeping brother, "Shut up or you'll wake him up." Alfred returned the look, his blue eyes glazed in pain. "So what, am I supposed to pretend that the last four years just didn't happen?"

"Alfred it's not like that!"

"Then what is it?! Are you ashamed to be with me?!" His hand flew to his mouth as Arthur's eyes widened in shock, "Wha…what? Why would I be_?"

"Forget it."

"Al, I didn't mean to make you feel_"

"I said forget about it!" He was suddenly aware of a stinging pain in his eyes and he looked back to the road. "Why's he crying?" A very groggy Allistor sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "I have allergies, I'm fine…" Allistor immediately looked at Arthur, who in turn pretended to be sleep, burying his face in the collar of his shirt. "If ya say so." Alfred smiled hoping Allistor wouldn't notice how fake it was. "Hey, are you hungry or anything?" Allistor smirked watching the wide arrange of fast food joints passing his window, "I don't eat American crap." Alfred let his comment slide not wanting to stir up any more trouble. A brief image of Gilbert laying on the ground at the train station crossed his mind and he squared his shoulders, reminded of Allistor's quick temper.

Arthur swatted at the hand attempting to wake him from his nap, "Go away, I don't want to wake up yet…" He huffed in annoyance as the hand continued to shake him, squinting into the harsh light; he looked up at figure standing above him. "What?" He asked turning on his side to keep the sun out of his face. "We're home. Wake up." His eyes shot open at the sound of Alfred's voice and he sat up, wiping the trail of spit off his face. As Alfred turned to leave he reached out and tugged the back of his jacket instantly wishing he hadn't, "What?" He flinched at the blank stare Alfred gave him, searching for something, anything, to say, "Where's Allistor?" Alfred nodded over his shoulder towards Allistor who was attempting to pull his suitcase out of the car's trunk. He got out, stretching his arms above his head, welcoming the cool breeze blowing through. "That's so much better!" He glanced over at Allistor who was also enjoying the newfound breeze, "Yep."

"Are you guys just going to stand out here?"

"We're coming go ahead in." Alfred shrugged, looking from Arthur to Allistor, before climbing the stairs to his townhouse. "A good friend huh?" Arthur put on his best straight face as he answered his brother's question, "What is that supposed to mean?" Allistor laughed, crossing his arms across his chest, "Seems to meh like he's interested." He raised a brow, checking his brother's face for a reaction; but per the norm, he couldn't read Arthur's facial expressions. "Alfred? Interested in me? Don't be ridiculous." Arthur tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear as his brother eyed him suspiciously, "I figured as much, he doesn't seem like da queer type to meh." Arthur laughed, the sound nervous and strained, "Why would you think that anyway?" Allistor tilted his head, "Don't know, guess he just gave off that vibe." He slung his bag over his shoulder and closed the trunk before heading up the stairs himself.

Arthur waited till he heard the door click shut before releasing the breath he hadn't even realized he was holding. There was no way Allistor could know about them! He had made sure of it! But somehow…even still… Arthur collapsed against the side of the car, his knees suddenly growing weak, no longer being able to support him. Allistor didn't know, besides he was too stupid to realize it on his own! Arthur smiled, comforted by his brother's lack of logical thinking. Bracing himself against the car, he stood up and brushed off his jeans. Accepting the challenge before him, he climbed the stairs and opened the door…

"What's mine is yours man." Alfred gestured to the house around them, his best hero smile plastered on his face. "You guys…live together?" Allistor looked up as Arthur came in and frowned, "Artie never told meh he had a roommate." Arthur shrugged throwing his backpack onto the couch, "Didn't seem important at the time."