America x Reader : Revolutionary - Part 4

By the time Alfred returned to his tent, [Name] was seething with rage
"You sicken me" She hissed
"Why is that?" He asked, as if nothing was wrong
She sighed angrily
"I heard what you were planning to do. You attacked your own brother!" [Name] shouted
"I had good reason! How could he let the British into my country?!" He asked angrily
"Did you ever consider that he didn't know they were there?" She asked back
Alfred fell silent and [Name] sighed
"You've lost sight of what you're fighting for. You once spoke of freedom, yet you've taken mine … you speak of justice, yet you struck your own brother down when he has done no wrong. Arthur told me you were a sweet, kind hearted man, what happened?" She asked
He just stared at her, surprised that she was talking this way. All he had been hearing from the others was how they were going to win against the British and gain their freedom … and some said they would treat the British the same way that they, themselves had been treated. Alfred's mind began to picture Arthur, slaving away and taxed out of house and home, like so many of the Americans were. Alfred's blood ran cold and he began to shake when he saw Arthur suffering in his mind's eye. He then shook his head violently to banish those unwanted thoughts
"Where's the sweet little boy that used to play football with his brothers?" [Name] asked
"Brother. I have one brother …" Alfred growled
"That's as maybe, but Arthur took you in. He didn't have to do that. He could have left you in the wilderness all by yourself!" She said, angrily
"He did leave me all on my own!" He shouted
"He had a battle to fight! And he believed you were strong enough to look after yourself while he was gone!" She wailed
"How do you know all this?" He asked, furious and confused
She looked down and Alfred's eyes widened
"You were there, weren't you?" He breathed
"I was that little girl you used to play football with" She said, blushing a little
"Soccer" Alfred said flatly
"Whatever … it's the same thing, Alfred" She said
He rolled his eyes and she sighed
"The point is that Arthur loves you as if you were one of his brothers" [Name] said with a smile
"Oh, that's a comfort …" He said sarcastically
She looked confused so he scoffed
"Last time I checked he hated his brothers!" He said angrily
[Name] shook her head
"Not as much as he would lead you to believe. Deep down, he loves his brothers very much" She said
Alfred sighed angrily and folded his arms
"Why should I believe you? You're with Arthur, for all I know you could be lying to me" He said
She hung her head
"What would I have to gain? You're never going to let me go unless Arthur surrenders. You deny me the very thing you're fighting for" She said
He sighed and untied her
"There, so you at least have the freedom to move around" He said
"Thank you … but why?" She asked
"So you have one less thing to complain about" He replied
She let out a low, agitated growl. She didn't like what this war was doing to him, that much was obvious. That and she craved to be free once again. She had been trapped in Alfred's tent for a while, now and it was obvious that she didn't like it. Then again, who wants to be a prisoner of war being used as a tool to bring down the enemy?
"Now, how did Arthur save you, exactly?" Alfred asked
"Arthur found me being attacked by a group of thugs and he took me in. He rescued me … I owe him my life" [Name] replied
"I see …" Alfred said in a flat tone
"I'm not lying. Just look into my eyes and you will see that I'm not!" She said, sounding sad
He dared to look her in the eye, and his heart skipped a beat. He could see pain, misery and suffering in her shimmering [e/c] eyes … the kind of pain that war brought
"Alright, I believe you" He said, folding his arms
"Thank you, Alfred" She said, smiling
She looked down, a little sad
"What's wrong?" Alfred asked
"N-nothing … I just r-really miss Arthur. He's kind, funny … and smart, too" She replied
"Are you sure we're talking about the same Arthur, here?" He asked
She gave a small laugh and he smiled, happy that he finally managed to make her laugh, despite their earlier quarrel
"Arthur isn't half as bad as you make out" She said, smiling
"Make out?! Sure!" He tackled her to the floor
"No! Get off!" She cried, laughing
[Name] wriggled around as Alfred tickled her
"No! Stop!" She squealed
"Beg me!"  He chuckled
It was odd that a moment ago, they were fighting and now they were acting like best pals. He continued to tickle her and she pinned him down
"Got'cha!" She said, laughing
"Hey, no fair!" He cried
She laughed and he chuckled a little. Then, their eyes met and the laughter died down. A blush formed on [Name]'s cheeks and Alfred's grin fell. Their heads moved closer and closer together until their lips met, and they kissed

To be Continued