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Come Together- Chapter 9 (USUK) FINALArthur's chest lightened, his blood rushed to his head, he stared unbelieving, unseeing. And then he laughed. He actually laughed. He didn't remember the last time he had laughed- certainly not before Alfred left. He could see Berwald speaking, but his lips seemed to move soundlessly.Come Together- Chapter 9 (USUK) FINAL by Illusionsdreamsfan
Alfred was alive.
Arthur was so relieved he almost sank to his knees. All this time, he thought that Alfred was dead, gone, that he would never be able to kiss him or hold him again. He would be able to- he would have the rest of their lives to. Color returned to his world, life had meaning again, he had something to live for. He could feel tears pricking in his eyes. "Thank you, Berwald, thank you..."
The smallest of smiles softened his severe features. Alfred was right- he wasn't frightening at all.
Berwald looked as if he remembered something. He began feeling the crack between the hospital bed and the wall before withdrawing a letter and holding it out to Arthur. "For my wife. They kept taking away my
Come Together- Chapter 8 (USUK)Arthur wasn't sure what happened after that. He wasn't sure if he shouted, if he cried, all he knew was that everything turned black. When he woke up the next morning, he drank. He drank and drank until the blackness came back and took him again.Come Together- Chapter 8 (USUK) by Illusionsdreamsfan
Arthur didn't care anymore. He had nothing to care about. Alfred was gone.
Over the next few weeks, he threw himself into protest work. He hated the war. He hated the government. He hated everything. The protests were the only thing that mattered to him, and damn the rest.
He couldn't stand being in the shop anymore. Everything reminded him of Alfred and it was suffocating, devastating; he was certain it would kill him. He didn't know what happened to it- he didn't care.
Everything passed in a blur. Arthur wasn't entirely sure what he felt- it first was deep, crippling despair, but after the first month it gave way to numbness. He was just... Indifferent.
Kiku was high more often than he was not. It was strange too see him so vacant and empty
Come Together- Chapter 7 (USUK)22 April 1971Come Together- Chapter 7 (USUK) by Illusionsdreamsfan
They didn't believe me when I said I was gay. They said my paperwork didn't say that, even though I'm certain that I told them at the examination. I'm sorry. I'm not coming home.
I'm just about to ship out to Saigon. I'm not sure how long I'll stay there before I'll be in the jungle. I'll write to you whenever I can.
2 May 1971
Saigon is a huge city. It's crazy hot and the food is terrible, but altogether it's not too bad. It's really interesting to see how the Vietnamese live.
The people in my infantry are all very different from each other. One of them is tall, blond, real quiet. Everyone else is afraid of him, but he ain't so scary. He hardly talks, but when he does, it's all about his wife he left behind. I like him.
I sure miss you all. How's Kiku doing? Is the Bad Touch Trio getting famous yet? I'm sure they'll be on the radio any day.
I miss you the most. I'll get through this just to get back to you.