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Warning - there is yaoi in here! :D It's between US (America/Alfred) and UK (England/Arthur) Don't like, don't read, mmkay? Kay. :D (there's human names, by the way)

This is a 'request' from my Iggy rp-er, she was originally going to write this, but she let me write it, since I was really bored; that was about two weeks ago, but now I finally got around to it. :D

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As Long As Possible.

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(Arthur's POV)

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"Ngh..." I mutter, opening my eyes and rubbing them. I look at the curtains - they were open and letting sunlight in. I feel relief as the sun hits me and I sigh peacefully. It was a Saturday morning and everything was calm; I hear the birds sing and I smile subconsciously. I scratch my head, closing my eyes again, but not falling asleep. I rest on my elbows, trying to get up.

Suddenly, there's movement beside me and I fall back down. "Artie... D-Don't leave..."

"Alfred?" I yell, looking at the older boy next to me. "What are you doing at my house?"

"...I got lonely."

"Lonely?" I roll my eyes. "Why are your arms around me?"

He yawns, clutching me closer to him. "I was lonely, Artie... Don't leave..." He pouts slightly and I glare down at him, trying to get out of his arms. I try and try, but damn - he's got a freaking death grip on me! I push away and (almost) fall out of bed; Alfred's arms catch me.

"Let go."

"If I do, you fall. Come back to sleep with me~" He says, grinning, pulling me closer to him. I struggle against his grip and I kick my feet off of the bed. I sit up successfully, but I still have his death grip on my arms. "C'mon, dude... Don't leave me, a hero, alone...!"

I get out of the bed and tug on his arms. "Well, if you don't want to be alone, YOU get out of bed!"

"No! You're staying here!" He tugs back on my arms, and I lose my footing, so I press my knees up against the bed. He sits up and tugs on me. "I am keeping you in this bed, dude~" I scowl at him.

"Why would you want to keep me in the bed?"

"You're very cuddly whenever you're tired~" He says and I blush violently. I stare at him in awe, confused, and he tugs on me, bringing me into his arms. "See? Told you I'd win~ Heroes never lose!" I scowl up at the blue-eyed boy. "What is that look for?" He asks innocently and I smile subconsciously, playing with his pajama pant string.

"Nothing... Heroes don't always win, you know."

He pouts. "What makes you say that?" I take the chance of when he's ruffling his fingers through his bed-head hair to spring up and leave the bed. "Artie! No fair!" He says, leaping up. I run out of the room and he grabs my hand sharply, pulling me back to the bed. "I'm still winning." He says, setting me down on the bed. He lifts my chin up and kisses me sweetly.

He pulls back and I smile up at him. "Maybe you win..." I say, glancing away from him. I immediately look back before he could say anything and I whisper, "...for now~"

FIN.

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[okay, yes, it was short, I understand~ But, my Iggy, was it cute and fluffy enough to where your fluff-o-meter exploded...? i hope it did, i tried :D]