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Ken Ashcorp - Absolute Territory (by Ken Ashcorp)

The Final Day (Fic Submission)

                 I am Arthur Kirkland…and on April 22 of 2011, I was murdered….

I still remember those painful days before my…let’s say flight. I remember the pain, the loneliness and that day I couldn’t take it anymore…I regret that day more than anything I have ever done in my life…or afterlife. I’ve never felt more lonely than I have now as I sit quietly above the stage, among the many happy students walking across the stage, retrieving their diploma and shaking the principals hand…I remember hoping that I would get to wear one of those stuffy robes and ugly tassels…to be with my other friends as we shout our last hurrah. I felt tears pool in my eyes as I saw Him cross the stage, looking prouder than ever. I was proud. I was happy he’d graduated…then…I wasn’t. I wasn’t happy any of them were leaving. That meant I could no longer keep a watchful eye over them…I could no longer leave warning notes in their lockers…and further more…I’d never get to tell Him how I felt…I would miss them all…

“Thanks everyone for coming tonight and I’m so glad to have finally gotten this! It was a long run eh? Congrats to everyone!” The crowd clapped and I rolled my eyes with, my frown turning to a small scowl. Always such a show off… He continued. “And Arthur, if you’re there I’m sorry you couldn’t be here today on stage. Rest in peace.” He said with a nod. The others clapped for him. I was shocked for a short moment. Then, I felt my eyes burn then my throat get a thick knot in it. I tried to swallow it back but the tears still rolled and I bowed my head before floating out. I couldn’t take that anymore. The pain was too much to watch anymore. “I wish you’d never become my friend you I-idiot…” I grumbled to myself, floating through the doors of the Auditorium to the Library. I bit my trembling lip and floated into the farthest corner of the library and trembled, crying softly, knowing I’d get scolded by Holy Rome again. I didn’t mean it but I couldn’t hold it in anymore. 

I jolted slightly when I heard the doors open quietly and footsteps resonated throughout the large space. I narrowed my eyes. What human would be here at this hour? I decided, just to be safe, that it would be best to check it out. I floated around, following the footsteps then I heard it. “Arthur? Kiku told me this was your favorite place in the school…” the familiar voice echoed for a bit before dying out. I poked my head through some books and saw him, pacing through the library, looking around with a mix of hurt and worry on his face. I knew of his fears of ghosts and I stayed quiet. “A-Arthur….I just thought I’d tell you that you got a bunch of shout outs from us…and that we’ll miss you…I just though t you should know that.” He called and looked down. “I miss you…” he said softly to himself, effectively choking me up once again. 

When he turned to leave, I couldn’t stop myself this time. I didn’t want to. “Alfred!” I yelled. “Alfred don’t go!” I yelled. He didn’t seem to hear me. I grabbed a book and threw it. “God Damnit listen to me!” I yelled as the tears rolled down my cheeks. Alfred winced at the book flying through the air and hitting the floor with a loud thud. He looked around, his blue eyes wide with terror. “A-Arthur?” he stuttered and I bit my lip…I hadn’t meant to scare him. I gulped slowly and floated closer, the moonlight filtering through the dusty window and illuminated my form just enough for him to see me fully. I saw his eyes widen even more. “I’m…sorry for scaring you.” I found myself muttering. 

“A-Arthur?” he whispered and I could see the utter surprise in his eyes. Then I saw the anger…sadness…and something else I didn’t recognize. “Why?”  I heard him whisper. I tilted my head and made my legs reappear so I didn’t freak him out too much and stood on the ground. “Why what?” I murmured, though I knew the answer to the question he was about to ask. What I wasn’t expecting was his firm hands on either of my shoulders and him slamming me into the wall behind him. “Why did you do it?! Why would you…why…” I could the anger turn to hurt in the man’s voice. My mouth opened but I shut it again, not having an explanation. “I was sick…hurting…lonely. I wanted it to end…but it didn’t.” I found myself whispering. Alfred had looked up and met my eyes for a moment before pulling his hands from my shoulders. I almost wished he hadn’t. I was already missing his warmth. 

“End? But we were always there…me andKiku…” he mumbled. I scoffed, looking away. “You were, but you weren’t…Kiku had his friends and you had yours…I was on my own. My parents weren’t there- no one was…I regret doing what I did. But I don’t want to be alive again. I’m still sick and nothingcan help me.” I said with more venom in my words than I meant to use. I saw the word sting the other, he cringed back and I could see him chocking the words. “Arthur…I’m sorry…”

My hand came across his face. He looked shocked for a moment and touched his fingers to his cheek. “Don’t you dare blame yourself, Alfred. You’re the only reason I ever had to smile. The only one who could make me feel happy and warm inside. You’re the one I didn’t want to hurt. The only one I honestly cared about. Don’t you ever blame yourself for what I did to myself.” I snapped. Alfred frowned at me, processing the words. “You…Cared for me?” he asked. 

If I could have blushed I would have. I said nothing. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?” he asked. I was slightly stunned then I looked down at my pale shoes. “I couldn’t. You were with that girl Natalia…I thought you wouldn’t have wanted to be around me had I said anything.” I replied softly. All I’d ever wanted to tell him was how much I wanted to be with him…To…just once feel his lips upon my own. Alfred frowned at me then sighed. “You can tell me now.” He offered to me, looking me in the face. I shrank back. “What?” I asked. “Arthur, you were one of my best friends…I’d never do that to you. You can tell me what you want.” He muttered. The tone of voice he used made me uneasy…it was cold and annoyed. He never used that tone of voice to anyone. “I-i...” I gulped back my pride and looked down. “I wanted to be with you, Alfred since the first day we met. You were always so happy and cheerful…always the light in my horrid existence. I always found myself wanting to be by your side. I wanted to be happy with you. But I saw that I could never have a chance with you. Look at me. I was a lonely, bloody stupid bloke that everyone tried to avoid. The one who never slept and when he did he never wanted to wake up. I thought everyone would be better off without me if I just went to sleep and never woke up. You could have been happy and could have graduated without ever knowing me. You didn’t have to be hurt by this! I never wanted to hurt you…Ever…” I found myself ranting at the other, tears finding their way into my eyes again. I shut them and grit my teeth, barely staying on my feet. “I never wanted to hurt you Alfred….” I whispered, my voice faltering slightly. 

I gave a soft gasp as I felt his hand on my pale cheek and I looked up, the tears still running delicately around his fingers. I looked up into his eyes and was terrified of what I found there. They seemed cold… “You were always so stupid Arthur…You could have told me.” He said softly. I was confused. No I couldn’t….I could never have told you when I was alive. I thought. I stared at him, waiting for him to explain what was on his mind, unthinkingly leaning into the hand. It was warm on my face. I enjoyed it. “I can’t say I would have dumped Natalia for you but you could have told me. I wish you did…What do you want from me…If I can help set you free from here.”  He asked. I listened to him, watching him as he spoke, watching his lips move as he talked. All I’d ever wanted since I died was a kiss from the man. To feel loved again, not like I‘d ever felt “loved” by the other but it would be nice to pretend. “I want….” I paused. I couldn’t ask him of that. I looked down and he could see the bashful look on my face. My cheeks would have burned if I were alive. 

He seemed to understand what I wanted and he touched my lips with the pad of his thumb. I timidly reached up to touch the back of his hand. His thumb then moved up to touch the large dark circles around my eyes. “You haven’t slept have you?” he murmured. I shook my head looking down at the floor. “Ghosts can’t sleep…”  I found myself saying. Alfred frowned. “You’re still suffering aren’t you?” he asked. I looked up and my frown deepened before I looked down and nodded, starting to turn my head away. He turned it back. “How can I help you?” he asked me, looking solemn as his thumb caressed my chin. It was a nice feeling and I shuttered from it. I then looked down. “I…don’t know…”  I frowned. He frowned at me but sighed and pulled back. I couldn’t help the pout on my face. “W-wait…” I said looking up at him. “He said nothing, though I could tell he was listening. “I’ve…always wanted a…a kiss from you. That’s all…I remember wishing for it every night. It’s a bit daft I know but…That’s all I ever wanted. I thought you could make me feel better. My Prince Charming.” I gave a small laugh. ‘I must sound Daft…’ He cupped my face again. 

“Will it set you free?” he murmured to me. My eyes widened. I honestly hadn’t thought of that. I hadn’t thought of getting away in so long. I stared blankly at him, unsure of how to answer. Alfred stared back with cold eyes but he brought me closer none the less. I stiffened at the intimate moment. I could feel his breath on my cold lips and I could see the faint blush forming on his cheeks. The sight of him this close to me was indeed breathtaking…all I wished for when I was alive. I could feel my eyelid’s start to droop lazily as his lips were centimeters away from my own and he paused. “I hope this works…for you.” He whispered to me and the look in his eyes was different now…warm and loving…at least I wanted them to be. I could feel tears in my eyes as I shut them, and felt his warm and surprisingly soft lips on my own. I could feel the nervousness behind them and he could probably feel my hesitance in mine; that is if he could feel anything. I’d never kissed anyone besides that nice girl Amelia but I tried my best.

Unthinkingly, I brought my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, wanting to enjoy the kiss as it lasted. I felt myself becoming lighter and lighter. He pulled away slowly and opened his eyes, gasping quietly as he watched. I could see myself in his eyes, those beautiful blue eyes of his and could see myself slowly fading away. I took in a deep breath as a smile spread across his face and he took my evaporating hand and smiled brightly and I could see the tears in his eyes. “Arthur…” he whispered. I smiled brightly at him as the tears streamed over my cheeks. “Thank you.” I whispered to him and hugged him tightly. “Thank you for being the reason why I smile.” I whispered in his ear. I could feel his arms wrap around me. “I’ll miss you…” he whispered. I pulled back and wiped his cheek with my thumb.

“I have to be on my way…Thank you Alfred. For everything. I just wish I could have told you when I was alive.” I sighed as my body was almost gone now. He held me closer. “T-tell me what?” I smiled to him. “I love you…” I whispered before finally disappearing, floating away into nothingness. My last sight was watching him sit there for a few moments before smiling to himself and getting off the floor. He wiped his face and left, smiling to himself. “I love you too Arthur.” 

I am Arthur Kirkland…and on June 15th, 2014…I was finally set free… 

((Note to Jackie!! I'm sorry if it's not good and it's so late, I couldn't get on right away. I hope you like it and it's corniness!! Love you~!))

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