Silent Beauty

Chapter 3: Ways of Communication

Arthur managed to finish practicing all five phrases quickly. Damn him and his ability to learn things quickly. Well, everything but maths.

He sat on his bed and glared at the equations that seemed to mock him, not noticing he was giving off a vivid scent.

Alfred looked up from his English paper and saw the omega glaring at something on his bed. He glanced at it and almost snorted. Math? He's glaring at a math worksheet?

"Do you need help?"

Arthur looked at him in surprise, seeming as though he forgot he was there.

"Do you need help?" Alfred repeated, pointing at the worksheet. Arthur nodded and Alfred walked over to him, looking at the paper. He snorted this time. "You're having trouble with this? This is easy if you know the proper equations."

The look Arthur gave him sent a small shiver down his back, but he kept the smile on his face. "Here, let me show you."

And for five minutes-though it felt much longer-Alfred taught Arthur the best and easiest way to find the radius and diameter of a circle when having only been given its area or circumference. The smaller blonde got his worksheet done and smiled. He signed 'Thank you' to Alfred, which was putting his hand flat and the fingers on his mouth, then forward and a bit down towards the alpha. The alpha in turn looked at him quizzically. Arthur sighed and grabbed his backpack, rummaging through it until he found what he was looking for: post-it notes.

He grabbed his pen and wrote 'I said 'thank you'.' on it. He handed the note to the alpha, and Alfred immediately understood.

"Ohhh, sorry. I don't know sign." Alfred explained.

Arthur stared writing on the post-it again. 'It's fine, I didn't expect you to. I know most people outside the academy don't speak it, I just wanted to see.'

Alfred read it, and looked at Arthur for a few seconds before grabbing the stack. Arthur watched as he wrote something with his own pen and was handed the note.

'I don't see why I shouldn't shut up for a while. I know my brother would appreciate it. ;3'

Arthur let out a breathy giggle, and looked up at Alfred, who was smiling brightly.

He grabbed a post-it and wrote back.

'Alright.'

They communicated through post-it notes.

Arthur had a bit of trouble at first reading Alfred's handwriting. Alfred noticed and started writing neater. Arthur already had very neat handwriting, so Alfred had no real complaints.

The conversation between them flowed.

'What's your full name?'

'Alfred Foster Jones! You?'

'Arthur James Kirkland'

'I'm 19! How old are you :3'

'18'

'What kind of music do you like?'

'I like pop rock, how about you?'

'Top 50's in America'

'Are you American?'

'Yes, you?'

'No, England.'

'Oh, I bet you'd have an accent'

'I did'

'You could speak? Why don't you?'

Arthur stared at the question, not sure how to answer. He doesn't want to talk about the accident, or what he saw, but he has to have a legitimate reason why he's not...well, not talking.

'I was in an accident'

'What happened?'

'I don't want to talk about it'

'You can't anyways ;3'

Arthur chuckled a bit, recognizing the joke.

'Shut up'

'I'm not talking either ;D'

'You should try it more often'

'Artie D:'

Arthur giggled a bit more as the alpha pouted.

'Sorry, sorry'

'You should be, my poor heart is weak'

To be dramatic, Alfred placed a hand over his heart and pouted more when Arthur looked up from the note.

'You're such a child'

'I'm older than you?'

'I'm more mature'

'...Shut up'

Arthur smiled. He hadn't had this much fun with someone not related to him since he and Kiku were binge watching a lot of animes. (So what Kiku can't hear them? He can still read subtitles!)

'Do you like anime?'

"YES!" Alfred yelled, startling the omega, making him jump and almost fall off the bed, but Alfred caught his arm and pulled him forward.

"Sorry, but yes, I do watch it."

Arthur nodded.

'Don't shout out of nowhere, I almost got a bloody heart attack'

'I'm sorry, hugs? ;3'

Arthur raised an eyebrow, looking up at Alfred, who had his arms wide open, waiting for the hug. Arthur sighed and opened his arms too. 'I hope I don't regret this.' He thought.

Alfred hugged him immediately afterward.

'He smells nice.' Arthur thought before Alfred released him. 'Like a picnic in the summer grass.'

"Can I talk now? Because I can't stay quiet for a long time, like even when I'm asleep I snore so I'm loud." Alfred chuckled nervously. Arthur nodded. "Cool. So, you have any anime on you?"

Arthur nodded very excitedly, going over to his bookshelf: half filled with books, half with anime/movie dvds, and cds of his favorite bands. He looked over at Alfred and motioned him over before looking back at the shelves. 'Which one would he like? Has he seen these before? I have seen all of them, but what about him?'

"Dude! You have Soul Eater?! I haven't seen this in forever!" Alfred grabbed the disk case and looked at it excitedly.

Arthur bit his lip, unsure how to ask him if he wanted to watch it. He looked at the post-it notes and took one, writing on it.

'Want to watch it?'

Alfred read the note aloud and scoffed. "Duh! C'mon Artie! Let's get to watchin'!"

Arthur wrinkled his nose at the bad grammar. 'You have a voice, speak it properly.' He groaned in his mind.

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I hope you liked the chapter! Thanks for reading guys ;3!

I also don't own Soul Eater

The sticky-note convo was inspired by this amazing animatic made by Captain Jellyroll, someone who I am NOT. This animatic belongs to them. (They have really amazing UsUk stuff on their channel I really recommend them!)