Story requested by: So_Elysian 

Chapter 1: Red and Yellow Carnations, Blue Salvias, and Yellow Hyacinths

"The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient coughs up flowers or flower petals. The only cure is to have that love reciprocated or to somehow wipe away all one's memories of their beloved person. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals."

Arthur woke up and coughed up an assortment of flower petals speckled in blood into the trashcan next to his bed for the umpteenth time that night, his mouth tasting of dirt, the metallic taste of blood, and what could only be described as planty. Arthur sighed, nights where he had dreams about Alfred were always the worst. What only made these dreams worse, despite their pleasant nature, though was the fact that no matter what he tried on nights like these Arthur could never get the dreamboat of an American out of his head. He'd tried horror movies to try and scare it away, but most of the horror movies he owned were gifts from said American so they would be there for Alfred and Arthur to watch when Alfred came over. And if that wasn't enough, during these movies his brain loved to supply him with comments of how Alfred would react or fond memories of how the sun-tanned blond had reacted when they'd watched it together before. If he did successfully scare himself though he often thought of Alfred's promise to take care of and protect Arthur from any monsters, murderers and/or any other creatures of the night (or morning, day, afternoon, evening, etc.) that might want to hurt him because it was his responsibility as the hero. How ironic that that promise would cause the Brit so much pain. Arthur coughed up more flower petals into the trashcan, this time Arthur recognized them to be red and yellow carnations.

(Though I don't bring the types of flowers up often after this chapter here are the meanings:

Red carnation- My heart aches, Yellow carnation- disappointment, rejection)

After more coughing and reminiscing Arthur finally decided to get up and make himself some camomile/chamomile tea (When you don't know if to use the American or British form/spelling of the word because you're American, the character is in America, but the character is British) to calm his stomach or wherever the flower petals came from (the lungs) though he knew that wasn't how the disease worked. Perhaps he was making tea to try and calm his nerves, Arthur couldn't be sure why he was doing anything this late in the night/early in the morning anyway. Arthur cuddled up with his Build-A-Bear Workshop teddy bear Alfred had given him, the stuffed animal dressed in a red, white, and blue 4th of July outfit so Arthur would always remember who gave it to him, while he waited for his water to boil. As Arthur waited he couldn't help but wonder what Alfred and his boyfriend, Kiku, were doing at the moment... Actually, considering what time it was, they were probably sleeping. Though then again the next day was Saturday so Alfred may have convinced Kiku to join him for a late into the night movie marathon. Arthur was tempted to text the American and ask, but he didn't want to explain why he was up at this ungodly hour. Arthur coughed up more flower petals into the trashcan, this time Arthur noticed they were blue salvias and yellow hyacinths.

(Blue Salvia- I think of you, Yellow hyacinth- Jealousy)

Arthur drank his tea while sitting in front of the TV, watching The Nightmare Before Christmas as it was one of the few things that had previously managed to successfully get his mind off Alfred... Until he remembered the Halloween Alfred has hosted a Halloween party, as he does every year, and dressed up as Jack and Sally with his then-girlfriend. Arthur coughed up an assortment of flower petals and just sighed. He decided to change the movie to The Corpse Bride, the main guy in that movie not being memorable or recognizable enough for Alfred to dress up as, though it was still a pretty good movie. Arthur eventually fell asleep on the couch during the movie, dreaming dreams thankfully devoid of Alfred.

≈ 730 words, comments and votes are always appreciated and thanks for reading. X3