Fanfiction Part 3

The next few weeks were awkward and tense between the two of them. Arthur would keep apologizing to Francis and he'd in turn just get upset and push him away. This continued until one day Arthur just seemed to give up "How am I ever suppose to make something like that up to him?" He would think. He knew that the Frenchman hated him now and figured there was no way to make up for his actions. So whenever he saw Francis, whether it was at a meeting or not, he'd just avoid eye contact and stay quiet. Though he was quiet, there were tons of things running through his mind...

How was Francis doing? Had he been eating any better than before? Was he seeing anyone for his problem or had he told anyone else about it? All these things were jumbling about in his head until he was snapped out of it by a question,

"What, has a cat got your tongue Arthur?" Alfred snickered. "You haven't talked at all yet or tried to contradict me." He smiled then said "So what's your problem Iggybrows?". Arthur furrowed his brows at the nickname Alfred kept calling him, he stared down the American for a moment then sighed and just looked at his papers. But just in the moment, to his surprise, someone with a familiar voice spoke up "Alfred leave Arthur alone and mind jour own business. It doesn't concern jou. Go back to being arrogant and talking about how jour so much better zhan everyone else.". Arthur looked up, shocked and saw Francis glaring- no, Death staring Alfred down until the American just rolled his eyes and went back to the meeting topic.

Arthur stared at Francis blankly for a moment in awe until he realized the Frenchman was looking back at him questioningly "Quoi? (What?)" he said quietly. Arthur shook his head a little and looked down at his hands and practically whispered "Uh..T-Thank you Francis..". He then went back to looking at his papers. Francis frowned a little as he turned back to his own stack of materials.

At the end of the meeting Arthur was about to leave when he felt a light grip on his arm, he turned around and saw Francis. "Yes?" He asked, tilting his head to the side slightly. The Frenchman nervously asked "Can I talk to jou?...Sil vous pait? (Please?)". Arthur hesitated but nodded thinking it was the right thing to do. Francis then picked up his belongings and led the Brit into a more secluded room. He closed the door behind the two of them then sighed and looked Arthur in the eyes.

"I'm sorry Arthur..I've been zhinking, and.. I-I realized zhat I was being too hard on jou and jou didn't deserve it. I was filled with hatred and couldn't see zhat jou were trying to apologize and to help me.. I just kept pushing jou away and making zhe matter worse. And I can see now zhat my decisions 'ave influenced jou greatly.." He frowned and looked at the floor "If I had just listened to jou in zhe first place, we could've made up and became friends but instead I'm here talking to jou.." Francis then looked up at Arthur, his eyes glossy with tears daring to spill, "I-..I just hope zhat jou can forgive me for how I treated jou for so long." He put a hand up to his face and covered his forehead and eyes as he sniffed a little, about to break down in tears.

Arthur stood there in shock, Francis was apologizing to him? He was very confused but seeing the look on the Frenchman's face and his demeanor he could tell that his words were true and heart felt. "Francis I..of course I forgive you." Arthur reached over and pulled Francis' hand away from his face, he looked at the Brit and his cheeks flushed a light pink as he listened "How could I not? I mean..I'm not sure I even deserve that apology..especially from you. But, Thank you. It really means a lot to me to hear that coming from you..You have no idea how worried I have been about you for the past month." He rubbed the back of his neck "I just hope that we can start over and try to fix things between us.." Francis nervously chucked "I'm sorry I made such trouble for jou Arthur." Francis thought for a moment then cracked a small smile.

"Arthur I 'ave an idea. I'll accept jour apology if jou accept mine. Zhen we can start anew and re-earn each others trust." He stuck his hand out

Deal?"

Arthur grinned big and nodded happily "That sounds like a grand idea Francis.." He told Francis' hand and shook it gently.

"Deal."

((So I am terribly sorry I haven't updated this since like..summer. I have been swamped with school and Marching Band so I don't have much time to do this lately. But I will do my best to update it every week or two. And if I don't just bug me to until I do xD So I hope you like where this is heading!))