SO I KNOW Y'ALL PROBABLY HATE ME FOR NOT UPDATING IN A LONG TIME BUT IN MY DEFENSE I HAD FINALS AND AP TESTS!

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Author's POV:

Arthur was waiting for Alfred inside the diner, watching him through the window as the alpha prepared himself to sprint through the rain to the door.

It was amusing. It looked like Alfred was giving himself a pep-talk before hand. Arthur watched as he opened the door, got out, closed it, and sprinted to the diner's door. Once he was under the cover, he locked the car and went inside.

The smaller was covering his mouth to hide his laughter. Alfred was very wet, but not completely drenched.

A beta waitress, who was waiting with Arthur, handed Alfred a towel for his hair. Her name tag said Elizabeta.

"That's some rain." She raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me about it." He said as he gratefully accepted the towel.

"You two look pretty cold. Lets get you some seats close to the heater." She waved for them to follow, holding their menus and utensils as she led them to a two person booth.

They sat across from each other relishing the warmth being blown their way. They were seated next to a window, where they can see clearly into the rainy world.

"Here are your menus. Can I start you off with anything to drink?" Elizabeta asked.

"Can I get a coke please?" Alfred asked. She nodded and turned to Arthur.

"And for you?"

Arthur pointed to the tea. She looked and nodded. "Okay, what type of tea?" Again Arthur pointed. "Chamomile? That comes with milk, is that fine?" She asked. Arthur nodded.

"Alright, I'll be right back with your drinks." She smiled and walked off.

Neither noticed her look back and smile. "So you're finally in the real world, huh?" She mumbled, remembering the way the mute blonde played.

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Despite being close to the heater, Arthur was still cold. He shivered a bit, hoping Alfred didn't notice in case he tried to give him his jacket which the alpha needed more. So he tried to play it off, looking around at the decor instead.

He had seen a lot of American movies based in the 1950's and in those movies there were diner scenes. He felt like he was in one.

The classic shy and nerdy omega (himself) with the leather jacket badboy alpha (Alfred), a forbidden love separated by stereotypes that ends up together in the end despite it.

Arthur wouldn't call himself a sap, but that's exactly what he was.

He looked back at Alfred, who had been staring at him. The two made eye contact and blushed, each looking away. Arthur dared to look back over at him and smile shyly. Alfred smiled back.

"So, uh, what are you thinking of getting?" Alfred asked.

Arthur looked at the menu and hummed, shrugging. Nothing caught his eye yet, though there were some fluffy pancakes he saw be delivered over to an elderly couple when he first entered that looked promising. He looked back up at Alfred and tilted his head.

"Me? Oh the steak looks good. It comes with mashed potatoes and a choice of peas or carrots." Alfred was looking at the menu tentatively. "Peas or carrots?"

Arthur pursed his lips in thought, then smiled and tapped the side of his head. Alfred did the same, tapping his glasses.

"Oh haha, very funny." Alfred huffed. "Just to spite you, I'm going to get peas."

Arthur covered his mouth, giggling.

Alfred stuck his tongue out playfully and Arthur returned the favor. The Brit lifted his menu to hide his face from the American across from him and spotted something to eat. He looked at it and smiled a bit, remembering when he was a child.

Elizabeta came back holding a tray with Alfred's coke and Arthur's tea cup. She set them down and put the tray under her arm, taking out the pad and paper.

"Are you two ready to order?" She smiled.

"You ready Art?" Alfred asked. Arthur set down the menu and nodded.

"Alright. What can I get for you?" She asked him. Arthur pointed at the fish and chips.

"The fish and chips, alright. Do you want tartar sauce with that?"

Arthur nodded. She write it down and turned to Alfred. "And you sir?"

"Can I have the steak with a side of peas?"

"How cooked do you want the steak? And would you like gravy on the mashed potatoes or on the side?"

"On the mashed potatoes. As for the steak, medium well please."

"Alright. I'll be back soon with your orders." She smiled and started walking away but Alfred stopped her.

"Sorry but can I borrow a pen?" Alfred asked. Elizabeta shrugged and handed him one of her pens.

"Here." She walked off again.

Arthur stared at Alfred curiously as he pulled a napkin from the holder and started writing on it. He slid both to Arthur when he finished and Arthur read it.

'So how are you enjoying our day out? ;)'

Arthur smiled.

'I'm having fun. Thank you for bringing me Alfred.'

'It's no prob Arthur. So what's the deal with your bro? Why'd he come see you?'

Arthur tapped the pen, thinking about it before answering.

'I don't have a good relationship with the rain.'

'Oh, that sucks. Are you like scared of storms or stuff? If you are, you can count on me to be your hero and help you out! ;D'

'No Alfred, I'm not scared of storms. I just don't like them.'

'How come?'

Arthur stared at the question. He sighed, and put the cap back on the pen. He shuffled the napkin back over to Alfred and looked out the window.

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Alfred stared at his question, wondering what was wrong with it. Maybe it has something to do with his accident?

Alfred grabbed a new napkin and wrote another question.

'How many siblings do you have?'

He slid the napkin over and Arthur looked down at it. He gave a huff, maybe a chuckle, and started writing.

'Alister, Dylan, Seamus, Connor, Me, Maeve, Peter. I have 6 siblings.'

'That's a lot! OoO I only have 2. My younger twin Matt, and my baby brother Michael.'

'Is he an alpha?'

'Michael's an alpha, yeah. What about Peter?'

'Yes, he's also an alpha. Maeve and I are the only omegas.'

'Same with Matt.'

'What's your favorite thing to do when you get home? I mean home-home.'

'I take a long ass nap.'

Arthur laughed, nodding.

'I like to go to my room and unpack.'

'Do you live with your parents still?'

'I do. I'm not exactly being courted by any alphas because of my problem.'

Alfred frowned.

"Whaaaat? But you're such a great guy! The whole voice thing doesn't matter."

Arthur blushed and waved him off as Elizabeta came by with the food.

She noticed the napkins and raised an eyebrow. "Hey, I need my pen back."

"Oh yeah, here. Thank you."

The two ate in silence, but once in a while one of them would make a silly face to get the other laughing (and choking).

When they finished their food, Elizabeta came around and asked if they wanted dessert. They looked at each other and nodded.

"Dessert sounds great. What kind of dessert do you have?" Alfred asked.

"Well we have ice cream sundaes, brownie-a-la-mode, pie-a-la-mode, cake, pizza cookie, all of which are good. The brownie is the most poplar, and you get to choose what type of ice cream you want to put on top, and any extra toppings are 35 cents extra." She explained.

Arthur lit up when he heard 'brownie', which didn't go unnoticed by the alpha.

"A brownie then." He told the beta. She also noticed Arthur's little Christmas tree moment and nodded, hiding a smile.

"Okay."

She left to get their order and the omega gave Alfred a smile. He signed something to Alfred. He lifted his right hand to his lips, his four fingers touching his lips, then brought them down as if blowing a kiss. Alfred wasn't sure what it meant but he smiled, and blushed. Had they talked about it before? He couldn't remember. Arthur's smile was so distracting.

Elizabeta came back with the dessert and check. "Just pay up in the front counter when you're done." She walked off to help another patron asking for coffee.

The two ate happily and left their table. Alfred left a $12 tip and took the check before Arthur could touch it.

"No way Artie, I invited you, I pay." He said. Arthur gave him an annoyed look.

The moment they got to the counter, Arthur slammed down a $20. Alfred sighed.

"Artie." They stared each other down. Alfred did not look away and neither did Arthur.

"Uh, the total is $36.72." The lady at the counter told them. Alfred put down his own $20.

"Give the change to Elizabeta as a tip." He said, still looking at Arthur.

The lady nodded. "Okay. have a nice day."

The two looked away at the same time, wishing her the same and walking outside.

The rain was just a drizzle now so they didn't run to the car.

The ride back was quiet, the radio playing for back ground music.

Alfred drove back to Arthur's school, humming along to whatever played on the radio. Arthur was quiet and his scent gave away that he was happy, so Alfred tried to keep their mood as such.

When they arrived, there was a new guard stationed. An alpha. He saw Arthur and gave him a wave.

"Hey Arthur, did you have fun on your date?" He asked. Arthur stuck his tongue out at him and the guy laughed.

"Yeah yeah. You're clear to go man." Alfred drove in, snickering.

"Did you have fun on our date, Artie-kins?" Alfred cooed. Arthur smacked him behind the head.

"Ow okay sorry!" Alfred pouted and rubbed the back of his head. "Man, you hit hard."

Arthur huffed and they walked to his dorm. Alfred told him random things about his brothers, which Arthur nodded along to. He wasn't really paying attention-Alfred could tell-so he said the randomest shit.

"And the cult leader like cut out the guy's heart and ate it right there. It was so gross because the guy's blood was all over the place and spilling down his arm. The white clothes he was wearing was all red." He said, making up a story of his viewing of a cult killing a dude. Arthur hummed, but his scent didn't give off any worry.

They got to the dorms and Arthur walked past his room to the room next to his.

He knocked politely and waited. Alfred waited with him, curious. An alpha scent hit his nose, and he felt...something. He didn't know. Who was this new alpha? Why was there an alpha in the omega dorms?

Someone opened the door and Arthur crouched down. Alfred looked and saw a little girl. She looked to be 5 or 6, and was gazing at Arthur shyly. Arthur did the salute and she did it back.

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Arthur smiled at Lilo, and she gave a small smile back. He signed 'how' using two modified "c" hands with the thumbs alongside them, touching them at the knuckles and rolling them forward till the palms are up. Afterwards, he pointed at her: 'you'.

'How are you?'

Lilo had her hand opened in the five and touched her thumb to her chest twice, not letting the palm of her hand touch her.

'Fine.'

He pointed at her again, then he placed his right index finger against his lips-almost as if he was telling her to shush-with his palm facing left. He moved the finger forward several inches using a quick motion. Arthur kept his eyebrows furrowed.

'You sure?'

Lilo balled her right hand into a fist and bended it a the wrist before bringing it up again.

'Yes.'

She looked over at Alfred then back at Arthur.

She pointed at Arthur, her thumb touching her chin, and mouth making an 'o', her pointer wiggled a bit. Then she pointed at Alfred.

'Who is he?'

Arthur gave a breathy chuckle.

He made two c's with his left and right pointer and thumb, the rest of his fingers balled up. He intertwined them twice, once with right on top and again with left.

'A friend.'

She nodded then turned over to Alfred. She held her palm out, then moved her hands making the palms face towards each other with the ring on both hands was down on the palm, the middle finger of her right hand tapping her left pointer finger, and finally held both hands up, palms up, and shook them gently.

'What's your name?'

Arthur watched as Alfred stared. "Um..."

Arthur tapped her and she looked back at him.

Arthur pointed at Alfred, then brought his hand next to his head, pointing towards the sky, then flicked with his pointer finger and thumb twice, all whole shaking his head with a small frown.

'He doesn't understand.'

Lilo's mouth formed another perfect 'o', then she signed to him. She held up a 'y'-the pinkie and thumb sticking out with the rest on her palm, then she bended her elbow forward and back two times.

'Oh I see.'

Arthur smiled at her and pointed at Alfred again, then stuck out his left hand with the palm facing him, and made an 'o' with the pointer and thumb, the rest curled up all the way, and pretended to scribble something. After, he changed his hands so that the pointer finger was the only one sticking out and tapped the top of his right hand onto his left. Finally, he pointed to Lilo.

'He can write to you.'

Lilo said yes with her hand vigorously and opened the door more so they could be let in.

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"Can she hear?" Alfred asked. The two of them nodded. "Great."

Alfred sighed in relief and Arthur gave him a sorry look. Alfred waved it off and looked around the room. It was everything you'd expect for a child's room: toys, drawings all over the walls, and he saw a few pictures of her and Arthur at what looks like a kiddy park, but the one on campus. What he found curious was that there were no pictures of her parents or any family members. If anything, all the pictures were of her and Arthur, and there would be more kids in them too. Alfred looked at those the most. In one he saw Arthur and the little girl, the girl on his lap and Arthur hugging her from behind, and they were on a park bench. Both were smiling, and the girl had face paint in the shape of a butterfly on her cheek. (Arthur himself had a heart.) He assumed it was from a trip because they both wore matching t-shirts, and there was a large group of people wearing the same shirts behind them. It looked pretty recent, so it could have been over the summer.

Arthur poked him and motioned over to the girl. Alfred cleared his throat and smiled at her.

"Hello, my name is Alfred. Nice to meet you."

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Michael is Molossia. I've seen other fanfics use the micro-nation as a brother and I thought it would be cute to give America and Canada a little brother and make up some nice stories for them. Michael is a fan-made name, not official. I don't think he has one.

Lilo, as mentioned before, is Hawaii. Though I don't really have any historical evidence to support England taking care of Hawaii, I just like to think that most of them (the states and all his old colonies) sorta see England as a big brother (well, not America, he made that very clear) and someone you can talk to when you don't know who else to turn to. I just love playing with the idea of big-brother England.

When Lilo pointed at Alfred, that was not the sign for 'he'. 'He' has its own sign, I just made her point to Alfred because he was in the vicinity. If he wasn't, she would have used the sign. Technically, she said 'who you', but since she was talking to Arthur, he understood it as 'who that'.

And AHHHH! THIS CHAPTER IS SO LONG! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!