Alfred stared at his coffee. He had left about 20 minutes before 1 and was now waiting for the brit. A nervous lump filled his throat. How is he even supposed to confess! They met only a few days ago so it wouldn't be a surprise if Artie didn't feel the same! And if he doesn't then what if they can never hang out again or if the brit becomes afraid of him or-

The blonde's inward rampage was cut short when the café door was swung open and two more blonde's walked in. Arthur…. With Francis…. Alfred felt his heart sink.

"Would you stop fallowing me! Bloody frog! Get away!" The Frenchman ignored the brit's protests as he continued to fallow him, even daring to pull up his own chair to the table.

"Sorry I'm late… I ran into Francis and now he won't leave me alone." Arthur gritted his teeth as he sent a glare over at the Frenchie, who simply blew him a kiss.

"Bloody hell! Would you excuse me for a moment I need to use the restroom!" The brit abruptly stood from his seat and left to go find a restroom.

"Honhonhon~ What is this mon ami? A date? Are you going to… how you say…. Confess, non?" The American's face turned bright red as he turned his attention to his coffee again.

A knowing smirk made its way onto the Frenchman's face. "Ohonhonhon~ I'm right, oui? Well….. how about I…. take him from you?"

Alfred's head shot up to meet the French bastard's gaze. "You wouldn't."

A devious grin played on Francis' lips as he spoke. "Oh, but I would. I would *Beep* and *Beep* him like he's never *BEEEEEEP* ed before~ honhonhonhon~"

The taller blonde slammed his hands down on the table. "Don't even think about it!" The café was silent.

"But I already have thought about it mon ami~ Every night before I go to slee-" The Frenchman was cut off by a fist being slammed in his face just as Arthur made his way over to the table.

"Alfred! What the BLOODY HELL are you doing!" The brit stepped in front of the black eyed Frenchie as the American stared at the man he loved, protecting the man who threatened to *Beep* him!

"I'm protecting you! THAT'S what I'm doing!" The arguing went back and forth as Francis snuck out of the café.

As soon as the black eyes blonde made it out into the clear, his phone rang. A text.

From: Michelle

To: Francis

Message: How did it go?

A smile tugged at the Frenchman's lips as he sent his reply and started walking to his apartment, where he knew Michelle would be waiting for him.

From: Francis

To: Michelle

Message: It's all up to them now.

Back in the café the only thing that could be heard was Arthur and Alfred's screaming.

"Francis isn't a rapist or anything you moron! He was obviously joking!"

"How was I supposed to know that! You never know! People could just snap one day or something! It's a hero's job to keep that from happening!"

"Then why don't you bloody stop trying to be a hero all of the god dammed time! Wanker!"

"I can't! What if I stop being a hero for even a second and in that second you get hurt! I can't take that risk because I-" Arthur waited impatiently for the blonde to finish his sentence.

"Because you WHAT, Alfred?"

The American's face turned bright red as he clutched his fists.

"Because I….. Because I…. BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, DAMMIT!" The room fell silent as Arthur stood there, shocked. Had he really just heard that correctly?

"W-what?" Alfred walked up to the brit, a determined look in his eyes.

"You heard me." Without hesitation Alfred smashed their lips together.

Needless to say, Arthur got the picture. As they parted the brit had opened his mouth to speak, only to be cut off by the American speaking first.

"I love you and I have ever since the first time I saw you at the train station. To tell you the truth I had been staring at you since you had gotten to the station and as creepy as that sounds what I'm trying to get at is that it was love at first sight and I just couldn't look away!"

Arthur could do nothing but listen as everything was thrown at him all at once, and at a speed that shouldn't be humanly possible.

"But then I saw you drop your papers and you going after them just as the train was coming and I got scared and was so relieved when I managed to save you! I don't think I even realized what I felt for you was love at the time though, I only realize it now that I'm looking back at it but that could have turned out to be terrible! You could have DIED!"

Alfred gripped the smaller man's hands as if he were to ever let go he would lose them forever.

"But then now that I think about it we met with such unusual circumstances that…. What I'm trying to say is…. It was a disaster…. But for me anyway… It wasn't…. too bad…. For me at least…. Because I got to meet you… and I love you Arthur…."

Arthur stared up at the out of breath blonde with his mouth agape. Suddenly, he did the first thing that came to mind, and locked their lips together. Just as they pulled away, Arthur's breath ghosted Alfred's as he spoke.

"I love you too, Alfred."

A/N:

It's over~ Phew… took a lot of brain power to think up an endin like that one… hahaha Thank you all for readin and please tell me what you think! Love ya!