The demon never returned. Arthur was left alone in that room, never forced to endure the presence of the other. Meals would be left just inside the door. Arthur would pick through them for the greens that the demon had scavenged, and then leave the tray and climb back into the bed to plan for the future. Eventually the meat stopped coming with the meals, and Arthur had to spend less time picking through the greens for something edible.
Arthur wasn't sure how long it had taken for him to begin wandering the halls of the house, but when he finally ventured from the bedroom, he wasn't met by the demon. He found comfort in that fact, and pushed open the shades on the windows around the house to look outside. The demon remained behind the house, chopping wood or catching food. Arthur watched him, trying to find some pattern. He needed to know what to expect from the demon for when he fled the house.
Surprisingly, the demon was ordinary. The demon would wander back and forth, running his fingers through his hair and kicking at stones. Then he would disappear into the forest and return with small (dead) animals. Arthur never watched him prepare the animals, but he did look back in time to see him put the carcass on the spit. The demon would cook it, and while it cooked he would disappear into the forest. Upon returning, he would be clean and carrying wood that he either stacked by the house or set by the fire.
The demon was so plain that Arthur started to question himself. Had he really tried to lash out at this creature, and blame him for all of his troubles (even if it was true)? The demon didn't move with the grace present in higher beings; if anything, he was childlike, and clumsy. He was strong, yes, but he didn't seem to know what to do with that strength.
Whenever Arthur questioned himself, he would backtrack and scold himself. He had been violated by the demon before him. Staying with the demon would never make that any better. If anything, it was made worse. He would always look at the demon and remember the pain and the suffering, the blood. He knew he had no one to go to, but that didn't mean that he should remain with that demon, in the same house, sharing the same space.
He would run. And this time he wouldn't make the mistake of getting caught.
Noooo Arthur, don't run! Stay forever and have mpreg'd mutant babehs <3<3<3
...sorry, I'm not in the right state of mind. That said, I'm glad you updated! I'm really liking the progression of this story with both of them trying to convey to the other what and how they feel and all the miscommunication. Really liked Arthur's POV on Alfred, like the part where he's kinda childish and plain.
No don't run Arthur; at least Alfred cared for you despite all the wrongs! I'm really worried what would happen if Arthur ran into other angels at this point...they might not want to have anything to do with him, and that would definitely hurt. ;_; It seemed that Arthur began to find out Alfred was just plain, and that he didn't had any ulterior motive like Arthur had suspected.
Aww thanks for the update. Generally in the fic, it's so awesome that you find ways to 'link' the 'real' hetalia story with this one (ex. how Alfred had left him broken, etc), of course with loads of darkness into this mix lol Alfred is getting more and more in character!
I just wish they find a way...i want them both to be at leat a bit happy!
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Punishment [8b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-26 02:24 am (UTC)(link)The demon never returned. Arthur was left alone in that room, never forced to endure the presence of the other. Meals would be left just inside the door. Arthur would pick through them for the greens that the demon had scavenged, and then leave the tray and climb back into the bed to plan for the future. Eventually the meat stopped coming with the meals, and Arthur had to spend less time picking through the greens for something edible.
Arthur wasn't sure how long it had taken for him to begin wandering the halls of the house, but when he finally ventured from the bedroom, he wasn't met by the demon. He found comfort in that fact, and pushed open the shades on the windows around the house to look outside. The demon remained behind the house, chopping wood or catching food. Arthur watched him, trying to find some pattern. He needed to know what to expect from the demon for when he fled the house.
Surprisingly, the demon was ordinary. The demon would wander back and forth, running his fingers through his hair and kicking at stones. Then he would disappear into the forest and return with small (dead) animals. Arthur never watched him prepare the animals, but he did look back in time to see him put the carcass on the spit. The demon would cook it, and while it cooked he would disappear into the forest. Upon returning, he would be clean and carrying wood that he either stacked by the house or set by the fire.
The demon was so plain that Arthur started to question himself. Had he really tried to lash out at this creature, and blame him for all of his troubles (even if it was true)? The demon didn't move with the grace present in higher beings; if anything, he was childlike, and clumsy. He was strong, yes, but he didn't seem to know what to do with that strength.
Whenever Arthur questioned himself, he would backtrack and scold himself. He had been violated by the demon before him. Staying with the demon would never make that any better. If anything, it was made worse. He would always look at the demon and remember the pain and the suffering, the blood. He knew he had no one to go to, but that didn't mean that he should remain with that demon, in the same house, sharing the same space.
He would run. And this time he wouldn't make the mistake of getting caught.
OP
(Anonymous) 2010-09-26 05:36 am (UTC)(link)...sorry, I'm not in the right state of mind. That said, I'm glad you updated! I'm really liking the progression of this story with both of them trying to convey to the other what and how they feel and all the miscommunication. Really liked Arthur's POV on Alfred, like the part where he's kinda childish and plain.
Please update soon ♥
Re: Punishment [8b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-26 06:19 am (UTC)(link)I really, really wish they could find a way.
Thank you for the update, author!non. <3333
Re: Punishment [8b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-09-26 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)Alfred is getting more and more in character!
I just wish they find a way...i want them both to be at leat a bit happy!
Anxiously waiting for more...:)