Memories from the Other World

Late Night Discussions

It must have been three in the morning by the time Arthur had climbed into the other side of the bed, shaking Alfred from the light sleep he had finally managed to fall into. Both were awake and both sat still staring up to the canopy that draped over the bed.
"What exactly am I supposed to be doing here? What did Yao mean? " Alfred spoke up, but didn't tear his eyes from the cloth. After a moment of silence, he presumed that Arthur had actually fallen asleep.
"You don't have to do anything. Tomorrow I'll find a way to send you home and then we will carry on like none of this ever happened. "
" okay, but what did Yao mean? "
" He's full of profecy nonsense. Don't mind him"
"Then why were you in that castle? Like almost dead? "
"Are you always this full of queries? "
Alfred didn't respond. He really didn't know how to deal with this guy. He acted just like Arthur did; like an asshole to anyone he didn't know. Arthur spoke up again.
"It was one of Yaos ideas. Put me in some sort of interdemensional building in hopes to bait in the fated King and some other nonsense."
"So they want you to marry just some random person who happens to find you? How the hell do you run a Kingdom like that? "
" My point exactly. It's honestly quite frustrating. I've been ruling just fine for a year now, but the Kingdom of spades is the only Kingdom with no specific King. As if it matters. "
"So they're so desperate to find a king that they'll Just throw anyone in that position? "
"Pretty much. They think some batty profecy is going to bring the right One in regardless of background. "
"What exactly is this profecy?"
"That apparently every King and Queen here has lived a life elsewhere before their life here. That they were meant to be together, but death got in the way of that fate, and that this is fates way of finally getting them together. Or some other sort of botched up story "
That actually would explain quite a few things actually. One being why he looked exactly like Arthur, acted like Arthur, and was even named Arthur. He was Arthur. Out of all the chances of running into someone from the afterlife and it was Arthur. This brought another question to Alfred's mind. Why him? If the profecy were true then did that mean Arthur liked him back, or is supposed to anyway? He was so close to telling Arthur how he felt and one person liking another is half the battle when it comes to relationships.
Alfred's thought ran dry. He couldn't tell him. He obviously didn't remember him and in this situation, claiming to be your best friend in another life will likely only motivate Arthur to get rid of him faster.
Did Alfred want to go home still? Home was home, and he was sure to have a rocky few months with Arthur before they were ever friends again. But Arthur was Arthur, and when else is he going to have a chance to be treated like royalty. Who was he kidding, Arthur was the only person he ever connected to, and he'd rather beat homesickness than go back to a lonely life as a college student.

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Hey! Two updates in one day? Crazy Right? There's actually a reason for it. My sisters in the ER and waiting rooms are just great, Right? I should be back at it next Wednesday, but no promises.