been trying to call his mobile all day, and he then, irritated, calls his home phone.

had been fussing over his phone, he almost jumped a mile when the house phone rung. He went and picked it up. "Hello..?"

'Why are you ignoring me?' He starts off demanding, then his voice turns scared 'Are you seeing someone else?' It now turns pleading._

'Don't leave me for someone else, Art'r, I love you!'

looked confused. "D-Declan?!" He heard how his voice changed. "I love you too, please calm down. I wasn't intentionally ignoring you, I

tripped on the rug and sent my mobile down the stairs into the wall. It broke in two. I would never leave you for someone else, please don't

speak like that.. I hate hearing you so upset."

stops panic-breathing at the explanation. 'O-oh, okay...' He looks around, people in the shopping centre which he was in were staring_

at him. 'Im sorry...uh...s-so you broke your phone?' He immediately heads to Englands house.

nods to him, glad for a cordless phone as he went to unlock the door, he was sure Declan was on his way now. "Yes, bruised my knees too..."

gasps and checks his wallet. Yes, he had a range of plasters. 'Are you alright? Do you want me to bring you anything? Chocolate might help?'

laughs quietly. "I'm fine, my knees are just sensitive, so I can't be on them. I don't need anything, love."

hears him laugh and is relieved he's alright. 'I'll see to yer legs, I'm just coming up your path.' He tries to hide the fact he's running.

"Please stop running, you needn't worry so much." He opened the front door, leaning against the door frame, he waited for him.

, the second Arthur leans against the doorframe, pounces on him and pins him against the frame. 'S'ok, I'm here now.'

gasps as he was pinned. "Yes.. I see that." He blinked. "You needn't be so worried like I said."

picks him up and carries him into the livingroom. 'You don't understand. You are way more fragile than you know.' Silly breakable Englishman

gasps wrapping his arms around his neck. "I am not. I was a pirate I think I am pretty stable."

chuckles. 'A pirate...is that what you called your little game?' He looks at the nation he considers to be less experienced as him. _

'You were cute in your little outfits back then.'

scoffs. "I was! Don't you dare call that a 'game'!" He was insulted and hated that he blushed at that. "I'm not cute. Neither were my

clothes." Not to say he still didn't posess those outfits.

laughs at his response. 'Shame you probably threw them out when our colonies ended. I'd have loved to see you in that little hat again.'

looks away at that. "I still may have kept the hat.." And the jacket. "I didn't want to get rid of them." His red coat uniform was a

different story.

tightens his hold on him. 'You still have them?' He pulls him in. 'They still fit, right? Would you....model them for me?'

blushes and nods. "Yes, they fit still." If anything he had gotten a little smaller since then. "I guess I could.. Why do you want me to?"

bites his bottom lip in excitement. 'Because you looked sexy in them, and now I get to have a close up look of it.'

nods a little. "Ah... Fine I'll show you, they're in the basement though."

stands and shuffles them along to the basement door. 'Have you got other 'hidden treasures' in there?'

frowns at him, following. "I'm not telling you what I've kept and what I haven't." he headed to the basement, to a different room than his

spell casting room. this one had a few boxes and outfit bags on the walls, his other things in the attic. He looked to his hat right away.

goes to the spell casting area and chuckles at the thought of Arthur getting his magic on. He then pulls boxes down and ruffles though them.

sputters a little. "NOT THAT BOX...!" That box had the nurse dress from that one April Fools. "L-look! my hat!" His face was red.

pulls up the nurse dress and stares at it before cocking his head to the side and gazing at Arthur. 'Art'r, baby....?'

shakes his head quickly, going to grab that. "G-give me that!" He blushed very darkly at that.

pulls it out of reach and then pushes it against Arthur's frame. 'Why do you have this?' He cries.

flushes angrily. "Francis forced me into it a few years ago on April fools! I hadn't gotten around to throwing it out." He had pretty much

just taken it off and tossed it into a box.

arches a brow. 'Francis? I have to thank him one day. C'mon, put it on!' He grins.

goes blank faced as his face paled. "W-what?! No!" He was sure the stockings and shoes were in there as well, so he was trying to get the

box away from him.

frowns at him, not actually angry but trying to guilt Arthur into it. 'So you're saying you'd wear it for Francis but not for me?' He_

keeps the box out of reach, figuring there must be more in there.

groans. "Declan, that's not fair! I wore that bloody thing once I don't want to wear it again." He knew he would eventually.

shakes his head. 'What isn't fair, Art'r, is that you will let the Frenchman get a look at you in it, but your very own boyfriend who loves_

you just gets a plain no?' He pouts.

heaves a sigh. "Give me the damn thing." If Declan was going to pout he would just give up arguing.

immediately grins and holds out the shoes and stockings. 'Can't forget the rest of the set, my love.'

groans quietly, quickly taking the stockings and shoes. "How did it go from my pirate clothes to this?"

leaves him a minute to get dressed, and uses this opportunity to search through more boxes for other sexy outfits.

leaves the room to change, he went to the bathroom and changed into the outfit, shoes and all. He came back to the basement. "There.."

looks up and his jaw drops. 'Fffff-eck..' He stares unblinkingly,

blushes at him. "W-what? Does it look bad?" He was embarrassed as hell at this moment.

makes grabby hand gestures at him, willing him to come closer so he could touch him. 'M-ine.'

takes a few steps toward him, still blushing. "Is me in a pink dress really that big of a turn on for you?"

already has his head poking under the skirt of the dress. 'Uh-huh!' His hands run up and down his body, loving the feel of the material.

blushes and shoves his face away. "At least try to leave me with some dignity!"

grins up at him from his kneeling position on the floor. 'I'm sorry, you just look so good right now. Makes me want to...well, you know.'

blushes at that. "I think I could wear a potato sack and you would want to do that."

tips his head to the side. 'Maybe, but still. I like you like this. It's sexy.' He runs his hands up his legs and winks at him.

gasps and shiver, bringing his knees together slightly. "How is a man in a dress sexy?" He knew he had a feminine figure but it was still

very embarrassing for him.

shakes his head. 'Nothing. But this man is you. With your tousled hair, your flushed cheeks.' He stands and pulls him in. His hands rest_

around his rear, fingers rubbing the dress hem.

blushes quietly still. "Ah.. that's good. I'd be worried if you wanted to see me in dresses more often." Not worried, just embarrassed.

leans in and kisses his neck . 'Maybe next time you could be a French maid?'

stares at him. "Y-you mean one of those lacy frilly... Oh bloody hell.." His mind...

's hands sneak under the hem and plays with his underwear. 'I'm just thinking you'd look really cute in it. You can clean me up.'

blushes at that. "But that means I have to own another dress.. And shoes and other things.." He tried to ignore the hand on his underwear.

's fingers slip under the underwear and he strokes his butt cheeks. 'So? I won't tell anyone. And if you want, I'll go buy them for you.'

jumps slightly feeling his finger, only pressing himself closer to Declan. "If I let you do that.. What's the odds you'll come back with

more than just a dress?"

presses his lips together to hide the knowing grin. 'Maybe a little high.'

sighs and frowns. "I don't trust you to not get something embarrassing..."

rolls his eyes, still grinning. 'You don't trust me, full stop!'

sighs angrily and shakes his head. "That's it. I'm going to go change."

'No, no, no, no, no-' He takes his hands and pulls him back. 'Don't do that, you should stay dressed like this the whole day.'

stares at him. "You're bloody insane! I don't want to stay like this all damn day!" He had worn a kilt... But this was different.

arches a brow and folds his arms. 'Is it uncomfortable? Is it ugly? No, so there is no reason not to wear it and make me happy.'

frowns a little more at that. "You are not fair..." He sighed, why couldn't he say no to him?! "Fine. I'll stay like this. But my boxers are

staying on."

sighs. 'Compromises are what makes a relationship work, I guess. So. Am I your first patient?' He leans back against the wall, arms folded.

nods to him. "I guess you could say that. Francis just made me wear the bloody thing. That's all."

smiles wickedly. 'I think we should go to the bedroom and test your nursing skills, then.'

looks him over, blushing. "I don't see anything wrong with you though."

'Oh, there are many t'ings wrong with me. But you'll have to examine me to find them all.' He laughs and races upstairs to lie on the bed.

sighs and unwillingly follows him up to the room. He paused outside of his door, he was convincing himself to actually 'act' like a nurse._

A few moments later, he had fully convinced himself, and he stepped into the room, looking at Declan with a coy smile. "Now, Mr. O'Byrne, I

need you to strip down to your knickers."

had been lying down on the bed, toes wriggling in excitement, and at hearing his words he looks stunned and - if possible, even more_

excited. He blushes at the smile. It was coy and very unlike Arthur. He stumbles up and shimmies his clothes off apart from his knickers._

'Whatever you say, Nurse Art'r.'

looks him over. "Lay down, please." He could barely keep himself from already touching Declan.

kicks his clothes off the bed and then stretches himself over the bed. 'I hope whatever it is isn't serious, Nurse.' He winks.

walks over to the bed, he reached out. "I don't think this is too serious, sir." He touched his chest, as he knelled on the bed. "Nothing, I

can't handle, that's for sure." He smiled a little. "Is there anywhere that I should check first?"

shivers under his touch. He looks down at his own body. 'I guess you could check my heartbeat. Maybe my temperature. Although my_

ass has been feeling a little sensitive lately...' He smirks.

tries not to blush. "Well, I suppose I could give you a nice rub down to relax any.. tight muscles."

puts on a sickly face. 'They are real tight right now.' He nods. 'And if that's what you recommend...'

hums a little. "Well.. I guess I could, as long as you promise that I wont get into trouble."He couldn't believe he was saying these things.

grins naughtily and presses a finger to his lips. 'I won't say a word. You can do whatever you think is necessary. A-ny-thing.'

smiles a little teasingly. "Well, that's good, I would hate to get in trouble for doing my job.."

to lean up and grab that face into a demanding kiss, but knows as the patient he can't do that...yet. 'Do you think you'll have to do a_

thorough examination?'

nods to him. "I would think so, sir.."