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Arthur had to admit it was a relief to not have to be on his best behavior at all times, especially since Alfred continued to insist on being unnervingly informal with him, but he still erred on the side of caution regardless. Alfred was his employer and not his colleague, after all.

Which meant he didn’t tell Alfred what he really thought about playing video games as a way of bonding, and acquiesced to Alfred’s continual requests to do so. The man liked to win, and to brag obnoxiously when he did. It was after the umpteenth time of getting a finger shoved in his face with a chorus of ‘fuck yeahs’ that he finally politely requested that he be allowed to occupy his time with other distractions. He felt a slight twinge of guilt at the kicked puppy look Alfred gave him, but it was for the best. He was too old and too dignified to be playing video games like a child.

With Alfred’s blessing, Arthur used his free time to explore the vast penthouse. It was enormous, spanning two floors and the entirety of the building’s floor plan. There were several guest rooms, and rooms dedicated solely to showcasing the priceless heirlooms the brothers owned. There was an expansive weight and exercise room (perhaps the reason Alfred seemed to be in such good shape despite staying inside), as well as a theater, among other things. It all seemed ridiculously excessive, but then again that sort of lifestyle seemed to suit Alfred.

The gem of his search was the library, as it was his version of a child in a candy store. A huge room filled with shelf after shelf of books stacked from the floor to the ceiling, and it was with a great deal of delight that he browsed through the selection before him. Some of the books were first editions that were centuries old, he noted in wonder, and he ran his hand over the ancient bindings in absolute awe. He knew where he was going to spend his free time.

Arthur continued to scan row after row of books when picture frames on a desk in the corner caught his eye. He could recognize Alfred and Matthew from that distance, but there were other people in the pictures, as well. He hesitated, wondering if it was any of his business looking at photos that didn’t belong to him, but ultimately decided that if the pictures were on display, they were meant to be viewed. He stepped towards the desk and almost got a good look at the photos when Alfred’s booming voice calling for him made him jump. He grabbed the nearest book and shoved his face in it as the door swung open.

“There you are! I figured you’d be in here…” Alfred trailed off and blinked at Arthur before a smirk spread across his face. “Didn’t know you were into that sort of thing, Artie!”

Arthur blanched and looked down at the book he’d grabbed. The Karma Sutra. Of course. He sputtered and shoved the book back on the shelf. “It’s not-- Don’t be ridiculous-- I--”

Alfred laughed and waved his hands. “Whatever gets you off, you know? I won’t judge you.” He grinned as Arthur blushed brightly and looked decidedly away. “Anyway, I know you don’t want to play video games anymore, but maybe we can do something else?”

Arthur turned to meet Alfred’s hopeful gaze and let out a resigned sigh. Alfred got lonely and bored too easily. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt.”

Alfred’s face lit up instantly and he turned to leave. “Awesome! Let’s get going then!”

Arthur shook his head in resignation and followed after the exuberant American. “That’s quite the library you have, Alfred,” he offhandedly remarked.

“You think so? I’m not all that interested in books, but Mattie is, so I kept them. Otherwise I’d probably just donate them to the local library.”

Arthur’s eyes widened and he stared incredulously at Alfred. “You can’t be serious! Some of those books must be worth thousands! Museums would pay good money for those and you’d just give them away?”

“Huh. Really? Guess I’m not the best judge of the value of things, ha ha!”

Somehow Arthur wasn’t surprised by that remark. Alfred definitely didn’t seem to be the brightest fellow he’d ever met, but perhaps he didn’t need to be when he was already swimming in money. Alfred led him back to his room, apparently wanting to play a board game of some kind, and Arthur got his first look at where Alfred resided. There were posters of awful American bands, a guitar slanted across one wall (a Rickenbacker, he noted), and other such decorations that were more befitting of a young teen than a young man. What caught his eye was the framed piece of paper near the door. Probably some video game contest reward or something. But then he got a closer look and realized what it was. A degree from Stanford University declaring Alfred a bachelor of science in biochemistry.

“Biochemistry?!” Arthur choked out in shock. Suddenly his thoughts of Alfred not being a bright individual were shattered like glass.

Alfred looked up briefly from the table where he was setting out the board and pieces for Monopoly, but went right back to his setup when he saw what Arthur was looking at. “Ah yeah, it was pretty cool being the only eighteen year-old in my graduating class. Let’s play some Monopoly, all right?”

Arthur numbly sat down at the table and only played a half-hearted game until Alfred realized that he wasn’t into it and let him leave.

Alfred had graduated with a degree in biochemistry at the age of eighteen. He was twenty now. Which meant it wasn’t that long ago that he was a normal member of society. So whatever had happened had happened just recently. Suddenly Arthur was struck with the desire to look at those photos in the library, but he waited until Alfred was properly distracted with a video game to make his escape.

The photos appeared to be of a family holiday of sorts. In one photo Matthew and Alfred beamed at the camera while a roller coaster whizzed by in the background. In another, a rather attractive couple walked hand in hand along a beach and laughed at the camera. Their parents, presumably. They had unmistakably similar features to the two boys. But where were they now? There were a few other photos that were similar in fashion to the first two he looked at, but then there was one that featured another person he’d never seen before.

Matthew and Alfred were there again, Alfred overshadowing his younger brother in the photo in every way, but there was someone else. It was a girl, and at first he wondered if it wasn’t a sister he hadn’t met yet, but then he realized that she looked nothing like the rest of the family. They had wheat gold colored hair and bright eyes, her hair was so blonde it was nearly silver and had dark eyes. Where the Jones family was all smiles, she had a solemn expression. She looked familiar, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly why. Actually, she looked remarkably like…

He didn’t get the chance to think on it any further because Alfred’s voice calling for him broke his thoughts again. The more he looked for answers, the more he found questions, it seemed.

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Usually you still post here.
By the way: Alfred, a biochemist?
AWESOME!!!

Yay! You updated! I've been worried that you had given up on this!

I don't think it matters if you post here or not, it's your decision. I think as long as you tell the readers that you have decided to quit posting here, and to watch out for it on the main com or usxuk, they'll just go find it on their own. Not saying you can't still post here. :)

I loved this part. Alfred as a biochemist? He's a genius~ Awesome.

Yay you continued, I've missed this so. Love it so muchly the characterization and the growing mystery. (Belarus?!) Can't wait to see where both it and the rest of the story head.

Thanks again for taking up this prompt!

As for the posting I think it's totally up to you. If you don't want to go through the work of posting it up anonymously then just post to the coms with a note that that's what you're planning on doing so that people know it hasn't been abandoned and de-anon so they know which author they're looking for. Otherwise just keep doing it at all the places if you'd rather.

I'd say to de-anon before simply stopping the posting in this thread. If you want to stop posting here that's ok, but considering that I'm not in any USUK comm and that it's super easy to miss one more fanfic in the vast daily flood that is the main comm, I'd be terribly sad if I missed this fic due to those reasons.

I hope you'll continuing posting here, but I think it's your call.

And FFFFFUUUU- I want to know so bad =_= Imagine how Arthur is feeling..

So glad this story is back! And dying to know Alfred's background ...

If you've already deanoned, I suppose you don't need to keep updating here. I don't know what the protocol is, but it'd be nice to post a link to where you do plan to keep uploading chapters? I don't watch the main comm or the USUK comm, so I'd likely miss it.

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