"_____!"

You felt tears sting your eyes as Allen forcefully pressed his lips to yours. The grip on your shoulders was tight and you couldn't move. You refused to kiss back and struggled to get out of his strong grasp. It seemed like an eternity that his lips were on yours but it was over in a few seconds.

What happened next shocked you. Alfred's fist made direct contact with Allen's face and knocked him over. Your eyes widened as they fell on him.

Alfred's once bright blue eyes were dark and narrowed. His usual smile fell from his lips and was replaced with a deep scowl. Alfred's lips twitched in anger. "Don't you ever touch her again!" He growled.

Your head fell into your hands and tears streamed down your (s/c) cheeks. You couldn't help but cry softly. You trusted Allen, and he broke it. He kissed you, forcefully.

Why did he.. Do that to me..? I thought he was my friend...! You thought sadly. You were confused as to why he had done it.

Alfred sighed loudly and stared at Allen who was holing his cheek with equally narrowed eyes. "I wouldn't dream of it blondie, although, it was great." He winked at you and you blushed brightly, head still in your hands.

Alfred furrowed his brow and rolled his eyes. "I suggest you leave."

Allen nodded. "Good call." He was gone. It was just you and Alfred now in awkward moment silence.

You were so scared. You had just gotten your Alfred back and now it was possible that you have lost him forever. What would he say? Oh what you give to know what he was thinking.

Alfred ran over to you and enveloped you into a large hug. You cried into his chest and he kissed the top of your forehead. "I-I'm sorry A-Alfie...!" You stuttered in chocked sobs. You didn't want to lose him. "I-I he kissed me a-and I love you..!"

"Shh... _____, it's okay baby..." He whispered sweet nothings in your ear and rocked you back and forth. "I know, shh, I know. I love you too. I'm sorry he did that to you. I would kill him but murder is frowned upon in most societies."

You couldn't help but giggle a little.

"See? There's my _____! It wasn't your fault. And I know you would never do that to me." He smiled widely and brought your chin up to meet his gaze. Your (e/c) eyes were puffy and wet. "Don't cry over assholes. It's a waste of your time."

You nodded and hugged him tighter, not saying a word. You both enjoyed the sunset together. The beautiful oranges and pinks turned to cobalt and black.

...

"Oh my god _____! What happened?! Have you been crying?!" Erza exclaimed as you walked into your dorm behind Alfred, holing his hand tightly in your own. She basically shoved him out of the way and hugged you tightly. "You can tell mama Erza!"

You couldn't help but grin a little bit and pushed away from her. "I'm fine. Don't worry Erza."

She rolled her eyes and placed her manicured hands on her hips over her pink shirt. "That's Bologna. I know you've been crying and Alfred here looks like he's gonna blow his top!"

She pointed at Alfred who, with clenched teeth, stared angrily into the dorm room. "Allen kissed her."

"What?"

"Allen kissed _____ without her permission! It was gross and she was crying! I'm going to kill him!"

"Now normally u would be totally against violence, but..." Her eyes darkened for a moment. "That's plain shitty."

Oh fuck. Erzsabet just swore. She's really pissed now. You thought with slightly wider eyes.

"Guys..." You mumbled, getting their attention. "If anyone's going to be killing Allen, it's me."

You wouldn't be a victim and you wouldn't sit down and be a damsel in distress. It wouldn't happen.

Alfred and Erza both seemed to smirk.

...

The days passed much quicker than normal. You hadn't seen Allen since he kissed you, and quite frankly, you didn't want to. Alfred was on edge, always looking over his shoulder and two steps ahead of where he stood. He would walk closer to you than he normally did, his arm always around your shoulders or wrapped tightly around your waist. Alfred always had his hands clasped firmly in your own.

Word got out about Allen and Eliza was pissed. It seemed even more than Alfred if that was possible even possible. Gilbert, Arthur, and Mathias weren't too happy either. Everywhere you went, someone was with you. Alfred and your friends insisted on it. Though, you were a fan of hanging out with them more. Especially Arthur, you went out for tea with him and it was nice.

"I'm so glad you're okay," Arthur breathed as he sipped his tea. The small teacup in his skinny hands. Arthur had always been a little on the petite side. You were surprised Alfred even let him 'protect' you for the afternoon.

You rolled your eyes and took a sip of your (tea/drink). "Relax, you're all acting as if I was almost killed," you laughed halfheartedly. "It was only a kiss."

Arthur stared into your eyes, trying to gauge your emotion. "I can tell you don't feel that way," he sighed. "And you have every right to be scared. I would be."

You pursed your lips and avoided his gaze nervously. You didn't want to admit it, but he was right. You were scared it would escalate to something else. "I have never been more thankful to see Alfred," you whispered.

"I know. It's alright now. He will never touch you again," Arthur said. His eyes trailed upward and his face paled.

"I dunno about that doll."

Your heart stopped.