"I'm not wearing that." Arthur outright stated.

"Why not? I bough your size!"

"Alfred, I'm not wearing a batman costume to tour New York in. I don't know what's driven you mad enough to think that I will." Arthur shoved it away, his green eyes narrowed in disgust.

Alfred pouted for a split second before turning and rummaging through his closet for an alternate plan. "How about this? It's just a T-shirt that says I love New York on it."

Alfred gave a perplexed sigh. It was better than the batman costume, but he didn't know why Alfred was making him wear his clothes in the first place. "Fine, I'll wear the bloody t-shirt. It's better than playing dress up, which is ridiculous I might add."

"Lighten up." Alfred smirked, crossing over to Arthur and handing him the T-shirt. You're so cynical, you know that?"

"Perhaps it's for the best if it gets me out of some of your crazy ideas." Arthur sighed, taking the shirt and slipping it over his bare chest.

Alfred simply grinned, and slipped on a red white and blue t-shirt, grabbing his car keys.

Arthur shoved his hands in his pockets. "Hmmm... well we can go now if you want."

XX

The car ride was silent for the first half. Alfred tried to start a conversation, but all he got was an "mhm "and Arthur staring out the window in a response..

Alfred finally got Arthur to talk with his next comment. "So are you so in awe of the city that all you can say is 'mhm' to everything?"

"No Alfred, it's just...I miss home." Arthur's blond head turned to Alfred for the first time. That's all."

Alfred blinked in surprise. He knew that Arthur was from England but it had never occurred to him that he would miss home at all. "Well, anyway, today is going to blow your mind!" He grinned.

"...Right." Arthur said putting on a slight smile to make Alfred feel better. But the truth was that a lot was on his mind. His boat home came in five days, and he had a decision to make.

The car stopped in a busy parking lot, pulling in between a mini van and an SUV. "We're here!" alfred proclaimed.

Arthur got out of the car, eyes widening at what he was. "It's huge!"

"That's what he said."

"O shut it, Alfred." Arthur snapped.

"Ha ha, I'm just kidding dude." Alfred smirked, "But here it is, the statue of liberty."

"It was a gift from the French, if I'm correct."

"Yeah, it was." Alfred grabbed Arthur's hand. "Come on, let's go to the top."

Arthur's face turned slightly pink as his hand was grabbed. "I'm going.." He murmured, intertwining his fingers with his boyfriend's.

XX

As soon as they got to the top, Arthur presses his face as close to the glass as he could taking in the view. "It's beautiful up here." He gasped. Arthur wasn't from a very big town in England so he didn't get these luxuries.

"You like it, then?" Alfred questioned, beaming from ear to ear.

"Yes, I think I do." Arthur nodded, smiling slightly. "I think I do."

XX

"Okay! There's one more thing I need to show you!" Alfred said, turning to the Brit with excitement.

"Alright, i'm all eyes." Arthur nodded.

"Then what are you wait-" Alfred paused.

...

It all happened in a second. The child ran out into the street to grab a toy that had rolled out there, leaving a hysterical mother on the sidewalk. And a car happened to be barreling straight at the kid...

Before Alfred could finish his sentence, he had thrust himself out for the kid, in front of the car.

"Alfred, No!" Arthur shouted, reaching for him, but he could only stannd and watch.

Before the kid got hit, Alfred scooped him up in his arms, bringing him back to the hysterical mother and the car went whizzing by.

Then, like it was nothing, looked both ways and crossed the street to the , just as hysterical as the mother, Arthur.

"What were you thinking?" Arthur choked out.

"I was being a hero!" Alfred beamed, placing a hand on Arthur's shoulder, only to have it swatted away.

"You moron; you could've been killed!" Arthur shouted, avoiding eye contact.

"Arthur..." Alfred whispered, eyes softening. He brought his arms around the Brit bringing him into a tight hug. "I just did what had to be done. Don't cry."

Arthur buried his face in Alfred's T-shirt. "Let's just go home, okay?"

"Alright." Alfred said, gently kissing the top of Arthur's skull.

XX

Five days... Five days had passed since then and now it was time for Arthur to go back to England.

"Alfred..." Arthur said, leaning against the door frame of Alfred's bedroom. His hands fidgeted restlessly as his emerald eyes shot towards the window. "Alfred, I need to speak with you."

Alfred gazed up over his pen and paper. "What is it?" The patriot grinned.

"Alfred, I'm leaving." Arthur whispered.

"what was that? I couldn't hear you."

"I-I said that I'm leaving! I'm going back to England."

"You're...going away?"

"But-!"

"But...?" Alfred's face dropped.

"I'll be back. I don't know ho, i don't know when, but I'll come back to the USA, and I'll stay here."

"But you'll still be gone, for a long time." Alfred set his pen and paper down. "I won't see you..."

"Well yes," Arthur murmured. "But stay faithful to me, and I swear that I'll return. And don't you dare put your home up for rent again."

Alfred slowly nodded.

"And Alfred." Arthur smiled. "I couldn't have asked for a better roommate."

XX

The boat's horn honked loudly, echoing against the harbor waters. "It's about time that i got on board" Arthur murmured, hand gripping tight around his suitcase.

Alfred pulled his precious Arthur into a hug. "I love you." He said.

Arthur hugged him back tightly. "And I love you."

He slowly released his grip, backing up. "It's about time that I got on board."

XX

spring turned to summer. Summer turned to fall, and fall turned to winter. Snow swirled around the ground, illuminated by Christmas lights.

Alfred's gaze flicked to the 'for rent' sign stashed behind the Christmas tree. "It's been almost a year, Iggy. Why aren't you back yet?"

"Oi! Cheer up!" Gilbert shouted poking him sharply. "It's Christmas eve, have a beer or something."

"Yeah." Matthew said, speaking quietly. "You're really down in the dumps brother."

"Oh! I know! Gilbert grinned. "Just look at my awesome face! That's enough to cheer anyone up!"

"Thanks, but thats not the kind of offer I need." Alfred said, smiling slightly.

"It-It's not!" the albino stuttered, genuinely surprised that his offer wasn't accepted.

"Sorry dude." Alfred smiled sadly. "Just being honest."

"Oh, and thank you for inviting us down for Christmas." Matthew said quietly.

"It's no prob-"

ding dong

"That must be the pizza guy. I'll get it." Alfred said, grabbing a twenty.

He crossed over to the door, holding out the twenty dollar bill, but stopped, eyes widening.

"It''s me. I've come home."

Alfred dropped the twenty letting it flutter to the floor, reaching out and kissing those familiar lips.

As he broke the kiss he looked longingly into those emerald eyes and they blinked back at him. "Alfred..."

And Alfred smiled, his first true smile in almost a year. "Hello Arthur."

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AN: Sorry that this took so long. I don't have a computer anymore... DD: But here it is! The final chapter! I hope you liked it. Review?