I Love You, But I Hate You (FrUK One-shot Yaoi)

I Love You, But I Hate You

I love you.

But I hate you.

You are my enemy.

But I love you.

Your voice is like majestic music ringing in my ears.

I don't want that to stop.

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England rushed to the hospital with France on the passenger seat. France, pale as the word pale, bleeding and bleeding, sat there, dead-like. England cried softly as he parked and ran to the hospital with France on his shoulders.

"HELP! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY! PLEASE!" England screamed and cried for somebody. Anybody.

Some nurses came out and took a wheelchair and England sat him there. England cried as the nurse asked him all his information. They took Francis away and left Arthur. Arthur cried and cried in the waiting room, lucky that there was no one around. He didn't like being seen like this. At all. He just couldn't face this. He loved him so much. He didn't want to loose Francis now.

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I don't want you to leave my side.

I love you.

But I hate you.

I don't want you.

But I love you.

~

Arthur sat there for hours, waiting for miracles to happen. They finally called England by the desk. He was told that he could see Francis. But only through the window of a surgery room.

What?

Not fair. At all. He wanted to kiss him. Feel him. Hear him, for at least one last time. He let a tear fall as he thanked the nurse and ran to the room. Leaning in the glass. He saw Francis. Finally. But he looked so dead. This was and horrible sight. His heart beat was low. Arthur cried harder. The doctor impaled a needle inside of his arm. France winced as he slept. England wipped his nose and looked again. Oh. They were putting blood inside him. He needed blood. Why didn't he volunteer? He didn't know. He just whimpered as the doctor stitched his giant wound on his chest.

But Francis' heart beat.

Slowed down even more.

It stopped.

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I love you.

But now you're leaving me.

I didn't want this day to come.

I never wanted our love to end.

But the day has come.

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Arthur's heart skipped a beat.

This can't be happening.

He can't.

Francis... left. Once and for all.

Arthur broke.

He fell to the floor, sobbing, crying, weeping. He couldn't do anything anymore. He was gone. Arthur stood up and looked once again through the window, and saw them covering Francis with a sheet. Arthur cried even more. He didn't even know how to cry even more. It was done.

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I hate when you love me, but I love it.

It is amazing.

But annoying.

I want it to continue.

~

Arthur wipped his eyes as he put a hand on his suits' pocket. He felt a little soft thing and took it out. It was a little soft box, the one he bought. He opened it. He fell to his feet again. He let the box fall next to him, as the ring fell off and slid across the floor. A beautiful, pure, gold ring fell out. He didn't even know how to cry anymore. He lost his chance. This is the end.

I love you, but I hate you.

I hate you for leaving me like this.

But I love that you cared for me.

I love you.

And I'll miss you.

But I hate you.

Good bye.

My sweet enemy.