Blue, White, Red (Spoilers) .:APH:.

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Alright so if you haven'y read the fanfic yet, go read it!! But if you wanna be an idiot and ruin the end of the story, it's fine. I can't stop you. Also, I'll put the last parts I got this text from, so don't read it unless you've read the story D<

SPOILERS
"I don't want this, Arthur. This ain't like I imagined, and I don't want it. I…" Alfred pauses and chokes on his words. "I don't know what to do."

Arthur's breath is warm on Alfred's cheek. "Go home, Alfred."

Those two words are a clear strike of lightning in this thick, stormy battlefield. "But… I can't do that. That'd make me a traitor, and I ain't no coward." Alfred knows he fights for his country's freedom, for his country's fate. But even though he knows the reasons, Alfred does not know why Arthur's skin is white and his tears so red for such a thing as freedom.

"No." Arthur smiles as he says it. He smiles as he bleeds, as he breaks the chains of red, white and blue. "You have fought enough. You have been brave enough. Now it is your time to go home. Go home, Alfred, and leave these battlegrounds for old men like me. Go home to your blue sky."

"Come with me." Alfred knows it is hopeless. "Come home with me, Arthur, and then you won't be lost no more."

Arthur's red lips part, his green eyes flare. Arthur is warm and cold. He is Alfred's Redcoat Lion; his enemy and his adoration. He is noble and strong. He is all the simplicity and truth in the world, clutching to Alfred's hand and bleeding out in the mud. "But I'm not lost anymore. You found me, remember?"

Alfred always believed in destiny. But he does not understand why his destiny would give him this moment. He does not understand why it would lead him to Arthur, only to take him away. Maybe there was a reason, but here in the dirt and the noise Alfred does not understand. Maybe his fate was to follow Arthur's order to go home, or maybe it was simply to be with Arthur as he bled. Maybe it was so they could find each other, for only a few moments, whether by a blue lake or in a white cabin or in the midst of a blood-red battlefield. And maybe there never was a reason at all.

Alfred touches Arthur's white lips; touches his red tears. Alfred can see Arthur coming home to his farm in Virginia. He can see him patting the dogs and riding the horses and laughing as they run together to the river. Alfred can see Arthur with his brilliant layer of gold but without his coat of red. He can see him running through deep green forests under a sky of blue, lying in golden fields and watching the grey clouds darken overhead. In the midst of this brutal, bleeding battlefield, Alfred can see his Redcoat Lion lying with him under other, bluer, peaceful skies.

"Rain's comin', Arthur." Alfred whispers the words. "Watch the sky with me."

But Arthur does not respond. His eyes should be curious and brilliant and green as willow trees. But now they do not flash, or darken, or narrow; now they stare unseeing, and the first drops of rain mix with the last of his tears. Alfred feels his chest break and his dreams fade. There will be no deep green forest; there will be no sky of blue. There is only this bleeding battlefield, and these red clouds are the only sky Alfred will watch with Arthur.

Alfred lies his head in the mud, clutches tightly to Arthur's hand, and looks up as the darkened clouds open. But he does not see. The screaming storm of battle begins to recede. He does not hear. Those orders keep shouting, but they still make no sense, and he still does not want them. After two long years, Alfred just wants it to stop, because here by Arthur's side is the only place he has ever wanted to stay.

This red sky is not the sky Alfred wants; so he closes his eyes to it. He can not change this fate. He can not mend this cruel destiny. He can only wait to go home with Arthur. So Alfred holds to Arthur's hand, feeling it turn slowly cold, as the rain turns the blood and the snow and the last of the trampled green to mud around them. As lips turn blue, and skin turns white, and all turns red.
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Sorry OAO I didn't think it was that much........ Oops......... Too bad =w=

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