The next morning I awoke to Alfred saying my name quietly, and pushing on me. I opened my eyes, blearily examining my older brother. He smiled, and said,
"It's time to get up. I made breakfast."
My hand fumbled around the nightstand for my glasses, and I put them on and glanced at me alarm clock.
It was off.
I scowled at him, but he said simply,
"It's your birthday; you needed to sleep in."
I sighed, and climbed out of bed. I had hoped that Alfred wouldn't make a big deal out of my birthday. Apparently, that was not going to be the case. I shouldn't have been surprised though.
He beamed at me and pulled me along, down the stairs and into the kitchen. There were some pancakes waiting for me, and much to my surprise, they tasted good.
"Thanks," I muttered, embarrassed.
"It's no problem! It's your birthday!"
He said that throughout the entire day, whenever I said thanks.
At about three o'clock, there was a knock on the door. I was more than surprised, when I opened it, to see Toris standing there with a present.
"Alfred told me that you didn't know about this, so, happy birthday and you have a party now!"
"Alfred decided to throw a party for me?"
Toris nodded, and handing me the present, I moved aside and let him in. Alfred appeared after a while of me letting people in, and scooped me up in a sudden hug. I allowed him to hug me, having been surprised.
The party was lots of fun, and afterwards, I was exhausted.
I climbed into bed, putting the new book I had received from Elizaveta on my nightstand, and snuggled under the covers.
I was just about to turn off the lamp and go to bed when Alfred came in, holding what was obviously a present.
He was blushing slightly, but had a smile.
"Just my presents left!" He said, "And then you can go to bed!"
The box was thrust into my hands, and I sat up. Alfred sat on the bed as I slowly undid the wrapping paper. I opened the box and sighed heavily seeing what it was.
A pink apron.
Alfred smiled mischievously and said,
"I told you I thought you'd look good in one. But! That's not my only present. Well, I hope you'll still want it."
I wondered what he was talking about, until he leaned towards me and kissed me.
When I responded, he wrapped his arms around me, shifting until he was hovering over me.
"I love you," he whispered between kisses, "and only you. Forever."
I must say that it was the best birthday gift ever.
Author's note: Phew. Done. Well, it was fun to write! I hope everyone enjoyed it! And I was finally shown how to use the review reply (haha, I fail) so I can respond to any last reviews that way! Well, this is going to make me sound really over-confident in my ideas, but I'm going to say this anyway, because someone already asked. You may make a sequel or whatever with this idea, but there's two things I want you to do! 1, send me a PM and tell me your going to! I wanna read it! 2, please keep the original happenings the same! Like, Alfred has to go with Matthew, the bombs have to still go off, ect, ect. Okay, shutting up now!
EmoLollipop: ... To tell the truth, I couldn't bring myself to kill him. He's Ivan! And it was sweet to throw himself in front of Toris and I was like, no, I can't. -sweatdrop-
KDLizzy's Gay Cookies: Arthur could love Francis! -bricked- -cough- and yes! Ivan loves Toris more than Toris realized!
Lone Kunoichi: Aww~! Thanks! But yes, this is the last chapter! Yay for right guessing! As far as I know, your the only one to guess correctly, and I always make all my friends try and guess what happens next! And Arthur just broke into the jail later to beat Amal senseless. He was in a daze for the first few days.