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08 June 2011 @ 03:33 pm
Reaching Reality - Part 7/8 - [[AmeCan, USUK]]  
Title: Reaching Reality - Part 7/8 - [[AmeCan, USUK]]
Author/Artist: colonel_alqui
Character(s) or Pairing(s): America, England, Canada, America/Canada, America/England.
Rating: R
Warnings: Language and sexual situations.
Summary: Whenever their father was out for work or some other occasion, there was no peace in the Jones' home, only quarrels and glares...


“And we shouldn‘t be together! Our relationship was a mistake, damn it, and I don’t ever want to deal with it again… I don’t want you…!”

The moment that these words were spoken, Matthew had undone his frightening hold on Arthur. At the same time, he undid his hold on reality while Alfred strengthened his own. He fell into a world of delusional pain and suffering, his twin gaining the opposite - a clear view of the real world with the urge to seek out true happiness.

Matthew weakly grasped at Alfred’s shirt, swayed on the spot, and fully dropped to the floor as he fainted.

One week later, the situation was more delicate than ever before. Whenever their father was out for work or some other occasion, there was no peace in the Jones’ home, only quarrels and glares. It had come to the point where Matthew would actively seek out a fight, either verbal or physical, vowed words of hatred sent out and sexually lunges against beds made to spur on the aggression. There was no escape since they lived together and had their rooms less than ten feet away from one another, school being the single sanctuary. And even there, it was often a challenge to make avoidances in the hallways or at lunch. Fuck. Alfred was beginning to feel its draining effects, and he was constantly attempting to distance himself from his twin, if he would allow him to, that is.

“I’m going out,” Alfred said aloud, not exactly aiming the words at his twin, who was sitting in the kitchen and watching him pull his jacket from the rack near the front door. He took his time in adjusting the leather garment, it was a bomber jacket embroidered with patches, to be more specific, his absolute favorite. Any creases were smoothed out and the collar was fluffed a bit, as he wanted to look sharp. He wasn’t just going out, after all, he was going out on a date with his boyfriend.

The following hiss from Matthew could be heard even while he drew a breath to speak, “Out with that ugly senior of yours? Out to fuck?”

“Don’t say things like that, Mattie. We’re just going out to dinner… It’s Saturday night and we’re both free, what do you expect us to want to do?” Alfred countered him gently with, having no desire to upset him further. He turned towards him, jacket finally in place how he wished.

I expect for you to spend some real time with me, and for you to stop acting like you two are actually a couple.”
“Sorry, but I don’t like your idea of us ‘spending time together’. When you want to hang out like brothers and not in bed, then let me know… Plus, Arthur and I are definitely a couple, so get used to it.”

Rolling his eyes a bit, Alfred zipped up his jacket and opened the front door. He was greeted by an light autumn rainstorm in Manhattan, hence the jacket, and swiftly shut the door behind him. He trotted down along the stoop and stood at the edge of the sidewalk, waving his right hand and whistling in order to hail a taxi. He was in no mood to walk through the rain to a date that he was beginning to feel guilty about…

“So, dare I ask, how’s Matthew doing? Not too well, I’m assuming, since you’ve hardly touched your meal and keep sighing to yourself,” Arthur was telling him no less than a half hour later. “Please, tell me what’s been happening. I’m here for you.”

They were sitting inside a small café in downtown, the hamburger and fries in front of Alfred having only a few bites from them, his right hand repeatedly dipping a fry into the pool of ketchup he had created from the bottle, his left hand covered by Arthur’s. A gesture of comfort and confidence made by his boyfriend. His boyfriend. Right. He raised his head and dropped the soaked fry to briefly adjust his glasses.
“No, he’s not doing well… He’s been…” He paused and huffed out a sound of frustration, as if the what he needed to say next was the most painful thing in the world, and for him, it sadly was, “He just hates me. He hates me so much, I can’t stand it. He won’t let me get near him without wanting something sexual, and when I tell him no, he turns away from me or insults me… He won’t let me help by talking this out. It’s like, like we’re not twins anymore.”

He repeated the sound of frustration, sending a defeated expression in Arthur’s direction.

“Look, Alfred, love, if he’s going to be acting like this when all you’re trying to do is help, then forget it. You have better things to focus on than that stubborn brat. You have your classes and your athletics… and you have us,” Arthur told him gently but firmly, leaning in for extra emphasis. The worn cherry wood table squeaked with the motion, leaving silence in its wake to be filled with what he hoped to be a positive response.

“… Maybe you’re right.”

Alfred shook his head a bit after saying this, his heart and mind remained unsettled. He felt trapped with no solution to his dilemma in sight. He stared out of the rain-stained window they were seated next to, their own reflections and the other reflections of the bustling café were what he saw, certainly no solutions. He sighed for the umpteenth time and glanced back at that pale face across from him. Of course, he adored Arthur and knew that he was only looking out for his best interest. However, unfortunately at the same time, there was that unbreakable bond between himself and Matthew that endured, despite the existing tension between them. It tugged and tugged at the back of his mind, depressing him and riling him up simultaneously.

“How about you finish up your burger and we head back to my place to relax? My parents should still be out on their own date,” Arthur offered, adding in a sly, sweet smile and patting Alfred’s hand. Hey, he wasn’t trying to be the evil newcomer who broke apart the previously-inseparable pair of twins, no, he simply wished for his boyfriend to be at peace. To feel good about himself and to not always fret over other people, particularly other people named Matthew Jones. Hmph.

All right, so perhaps he was being a touch evil. But it was working, as he had never seen someone choke down a plate of hamburger and fries that quickly - and what was the big deal, anyway? He was keeping an incestuous relationship at bay, and additionally showing the path to life’s true joys and normality. There wasn’t an ounce of guilt to be found in him, unlike Alfred, who he had his arms wrapped around a little more than fifteen minutes later.

“Did I ever tell you how much I love your chest, hm? You have some amazing muscles there, and your nipples perk at the slightest touch, mmhm… Fuck, this is fantastic,” Arthur purred.

They hadn’t even been able to make it upstairs to Arthur’s room upon entering his home, settling for the couch in the empty living room, instead. The notion that they may be caught by Arthur’s parents returning from their date hardly crossed their minds, and, when it did, their excitement only heightened. How dangerous and thrilling and intoxicating this was! They undressed down to their boxers and groped each other in the dim light, the rain having subsided into a drizzle outside and adding a chill to the atmosphere around them, their bare skin dotted in goose bumps.

At the moment, Alfred had Arthur pinned to one end of the couch. However, it was the British boy who was in charge with his teasing of the flesh he found above him, its owner groaning in submissive, involuntary delight. His tongue stroked against Alfred’s nipples in particular, making sure to rub the metal of his piercing on the sensitive area, his hands squeezing at Alfred’s toned sides.
“Nngh, I can’t take it anymore, let’s just do it already…!” Alfred panted at Arthur, hips shaking and pressing onto him, the bulge at the front of his boxers easily felt. He ground himself in between his partner’s legs, where a bulge of a lesser girth was detected, and whimpered, much too eager. He then licked his lips and smiled in a somewhat apologetic fashion, “Sorry, I wanna fuck you so badly it hurts. Or have you fuck me, it doesn’t matter… I want you, Arthur.”

He wanted him. Huh. It was the exact opposite of how he felt about Matthew.

Arthur reflected the smile, as if he had been given the most flattering compliment in the world by the most beautiful person. And to him, in that instance, nothing could be truer, prompting him to reach forward and cup Alfred’s cheek while chuckling, “Heh… I couldn’t agree more, love.”

There was soon a gracious breath of relief to be heard from Alfred, as Arthur had moved to rummage through his discarded pants and retrieved a condom, which he had tucked away in the back of his wallet. Thank goodness for his partner’s strong sense of responsibility! And, oh God, it was the lubricated brand, too, now there was no reason at all for either of them to remove themselves from the couch! They were able to stay snuggled in there oh-so-comfortable position, not a single inch of their heated contact broken. He kissed him for the perfect boyfriend that he believed him to be.

“Fuck me like a dog, you dog,” Arthur said mischievously, his voice partially muffled, holding the still-packaged condom in his teeth with Alfred yanking off his boxers. Upon being shifted to face the cushions of the couch and the condom plucked from his mouth, his smile had morphed into an enormous grin. He could already feel the tip of Alfred’s erection pressing against his raised backside, and he edged into it, slowly but with enough force to demonstrate his own eagerness. “Yes, right there, come on!”

Arthur’s lustful encouragement sent Alfred into a flurry of thrusts, breaking only to hear their shared moans or to inhale the air he was starving himself of, putting every breath into an effort of driving himself deeper. He was full-out gasping when he released a few minutes after the frenzy had begun uselessly blowing hot air onto Arthur’s back while the smaller blonde had yet to climax himself. It wasn’t until he gave a rather demanding grunt that Alfred snapped to attention, finishing him off with light thrusts and hard strokes to his throbbing erection.

There was a soft squelching sound a few strokes in, Arthur managing to catch his release in the palm of his hand. Before Alfred could ask why he had done such a thing, he leaned away from him, wiping the spattering of white fluid on the nearby coffee table, its glass surface now stained and his palm free of it. He glanced over his shoulder, murmuring as he gestured between the coffee table and the couch, “It’s easier to clean glass than fabric.”

They blinked at one another and shared a laugh, their minds too engulfed in pleasure to do much more. Lazily, they shifted around until they had untangled themselves, naked forms huddled for support while ragged breaths were still heaved. Alfred yawned and stretched, handing Arthur the used condom with a devious look when the British boy stood from the couch, his mind set on disposing of the damp thing and on pulling out some supplies from the kitchen. He reentered the living room no more than a minute later, fairly quick for someone who presently had a slight limp in his gait, and saw that his partner was beginning to redress, he himself having remained completely bare.
“Are you abandoning me?” Arthur questioned him playfully, choosing to rest on the doorframe of the living room. He raised a rather bemused eyebrow. The bottle of Windex and paper towel he was holding were tossed idly between his hands when there was no immediate reply. “I thought maybe we could take a shower together.”

“Believe me, I want to, but I need to get back and check on--”
“Matthew. I understand, and I don’t want you stressing yourself out, don’t be considerate of him if he’s not going to do the same for you.”
“I know. Thanks.”

Alfred took his leave then, that same guilt from earlier driving him, embracing Arthur one last time and promising that they would go on another, longer date in the near future. It was difficult for him to leave that affectionate accent and calm body for what was waiting at home - enraged growls and an unstable frame. He sighed quietly to himself in the taxi on the return route, wondering if the rain outside had anything to do with his mood.

“I’m home, Mattie,” Alfred called out in order to not startle his twin, kicking his shoes off and hanging his jacket at the front door. “Where are you? Is Dad home yet?”
Making his way into the kitchen, he stopped short when he realized that Matthew was in there, his dark blue eyes glimmering by the faintest bit from where he stood at the sink, light from the streetlamps filtering in through the window above the sink. He turned to his twin, smiling. It was the brightest expression that had been seen on his face in days. And why, exactly, was he smiling so brightly?

Matthew extended his left arm, the entire forearm covered in bleeding gashes, and the butcher knife in his right hand wavered.


Questions, comments, concerns? Tell me~
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colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 8th, 2011 11:54 pm (UTC)

Sorry about the cliffhangers! It's just how I love to end things. And you'll know who ends up with who soon, I only plan on writing about two more parts.

Thank you for reading and commenting~!
lolopotsessionlolopotsession on June 9th, 2011 12:05 am (UTC)
Best chapter yet! Naughty Arthur~ :3
I can't wait for the next one!
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 12:34 am (UTC)
Naughty indeed, oh hon hon~ Francis would be proud. I'll have the next chapter up as soon as possible!

Thank you for reading and commenting! <3
Pamurai: Hetalia - Sweden - Berwaldshake_it_buddy on June 9th, 2011 01:02 am (UTC)
Oh..!! You-?! o 3 o

First all that hotness and then-?!?! Mattie you fool! Dx

Please update soon o.o;; *frets*
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 01:37 am (UTC)
I know, I'm a bad person for making this all crazy, haha. But I promise that things will work out in the end... Maybe... ; )

Thank you for reading and commenting~!
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colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 01:39 am (UTC)
Oohh, rain! I was wishing for rain when I wrote this, so I think that's how it got thrown in there. <3

Thank you for your compliments on everyone's personalities and on my writing style, and also thank you for reading and commenting~!
darkfireburning: usukdarkfireburning on June 9th, 2011 03:19 am (UTC)
Oh, Mattie. =(

Only two more parts? D: Can't wait to see how this all resolves ~
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 04:05 am (UTC)
Yes, Matthew is in more trouble now than ever... Poor thing...

And yes, only about two more parts. I want to wrap this up quickly and elegantly. As much as I adore telling this story, I have other things to write about.

Thank you for reading and commenting! : D
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colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 05:56 am (UTC)
Re: There will be no white flag above MY door, especially if I'm on Matthew's side.
Heh, I know, you're one of the few Matthew supporters here. Don't give up hope yet! He may have a happy ending in store~

Thank you for reading and commenting! : )
panda3035panda3035 on June 9th, 2011 07:13 am (UTC)
All I have to say, I totally hate both Arthur and Matt, I like this conclusion. I have to say that I hate Alfred the most because of what he said to Matt. Technically, he was in the wrong. He really cheated. There was an attachment that BOTH twin had and he didn't even consider that bond they have and took instead to his lust for Arthur. All in all, its hard to find a fic that I really hate the characters but still want to know what is going to happen next
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 05:36 pm (UTC)
Well, I find it interesting that you're able to hate all of the characters for all different reasons, and that you're still wanting to see what happens next. It's nice to have readers like you, who can interpret the story so differently.

Thank you for reading and commenting~! <3
shibbyone: UKUS kissushibbyone on June 9th, 2011 12:15 pm (UTC)
I have to say, unlike the person above me I LOVE all the characters; Matt is just heartbreaking, Al is confused and scared, Arthur is concerned and love (or lust?)-driven.

That ending, omg, it killed me. I want to know what's going to happen no Mattieeeeeee knock it off! Anyway, will be waiting for more updates!
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 05:38 pm (UTC)
: D

I hope that you'll continue to love the characters and their fates in the end. I'll be updating as soon as possible~

Thank you for reading and commenting!
EmpressVegah: Romanticismj_sasunaru_c on June 9th, 2011 12:30 pm (UTC)
Hah! I knew he would do that, I was just waiting for the shoe to drop. Tsk, Matthew, I knew you were too into Alfred...

But sigh, I pity Alfred and Arthur the most. D'awwww their relationship is so full of understanding and love and sex (yay!) that I just can't let them be separated, no matter how dramatic Matthew will do to get Alfred back.

Still, I wonder how Francis will come into the game. Hmmmm... Can't wait!
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 05:42 pm (UTC)
Matthew is dramatic and desperate to get his old relationship back, indeed, but I think that Alfred and Arthur will endure together. ; )

Francis will definitely come into play, probably the next chapter...

Thank you for reading and commetning~!
Awesome Cchiisana00 on June 9th, 2011 03:45 pm (UTC)
Hmm....... If you don't mind me being honest, it feels that the story's gone bit fast lately =/
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 05:44 pm (UTC)
I apologize for that... I've been trying to wrap this story up, maybe about two more parts for it, and I know that it may feel rushed with all the elements I've been trying to tie in. Again, I apologize.

But thank you for reading and commenting~! <3
ren_chan146ren_chan146 on June 9th, 2011 03:58 pm (UTC)
Aaaaaawwwww!!!! *got killed by a cliffhanger*
I want to know what happens next. *cries* This story is so amazing. I actually suspected Matthew to go after Arthur but this is quite bad as well. Poor Alfred, I can understand how torn he feels. Hope everything will turn out alright for them.
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 9th, 2011 05:48 pm (UTC)
Cliffhangers, I know they're terrible, but they're also my favorite. x3 I'll update soon, and you'll be able to see the paths I send everyone down.

Thank you for reading and commenting~!
mikaishimikaishi on June 10th, 2011 05:18 pm (UTC)
noooooo!!! mattie!!!! that's bad!! anyway hurry!!! the next chapter!!!! before the end of the world!!!!!! (luv all of it btw ^^)
colonel_alquicolonel_alqui on June 10th, 2011 10:23 pm (UTC)
Haha, I'm writing it as fast and as well as I can! I'll have it up in less than a week, I'm glad you're enjoying the story.

Thank you for reading and commenting~! : D