Warning: Death and suicide  

"Don't worry, I will save you. This time, I will be your hero!"

Alfred walked back and forth looking at his phone every other minute. He needed to figure out a way to save Arthur!

Maybe it was the park's fault, something bad always happened whenever they go to the park.

Alfred picked up his phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, let's go sightseeing."

Later Arthur fell down the stairs and died.

"Want to go eat?"

The two got involved in a drug exchange.

"Hey, want to come over to my place?"

Alfred thought this was the safest way because Arthur is only 3 floors away from his but later he found out that the elevator collapse.

The process repeated on and on, August 15 became Alfred's most hated day, 2nd place being September 11.

10 years. He counted. That's how long Arthur had been dying. 10 years. 3650 days.

It was making Alfred go crazy! He couldn't stand to see the blood of his friend. Sure, he been through war and seen tons of blood before but never of someone he loved.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He needed a way to save his friend. He didn't care if he died.

That's it.

That's how Alfred would save him, he laughed, why hadn't he thought of it before? The answer was simple.

If Alfred wanted Arthur to win all he had to do is kill himself.

"Yo Iggy, let's head to the park.....because why not...it will be lots of fun..I promise nothing will go bad....Alright meet you there..."

Arthur sighed, smiling down at the cat in front of him. "You know Alfred, I really hate summer."

Alfred nod in agreement. "I know right, summer's the worst. I can't wait for fall to come."

Arthur gave him a puzzled look . "But don't you like the heat and the ice cream and the fact that everyone is outside?"

"Well... I really like that part of summer but...hmm...Well I just don't like it ok?"

"Um...alright. Do you think Kiku would let me keep this cat? I'm getting rather attached to it."

"Maybe. You have to make sure that he has his shots and keep it away from my dog, watch the demon cat do something to my angel Bits "

"You named your dog Bits."

"He was tiny. Like bite size candy."

And then it happened. The cat jumped off and headed toward the road. Arthur got up running after it.

'This is it.' Alfred thought as he raced passed Arthur roughly shoving him back to the sidewalk.

'Mission complete' he smiled as his body collided with the truck.

"No not again."

A young man with bushy eyebrows walked up to the still body of his friend as he gently closed his friend's eyes.

"Alfred, why..." He said as he closed his own eyes only to later wake up in his room.

Magic is why.

Eternal summer filled with blood and death is the price that Arthur payed to keep Alfred alive to relive August 15 for ever and ever.

But that is a problem, you see. Time can only move forward, time cannot move back or else it'll collapse and with every time Alfred had failed to save his friend a small tear is ripped in time and space.

And little by little big changes begin to happen.

Arthur woke up screaming his head off.

"No no no no! This is not supposed to happen, Alfred is not supposed to die, I was! Not him." He threw his phone across the room.

"Damn it. Why didn't the magic work. "

Meanwhile Alfred woke up normally smiling. "I did it. I saved Arthur! Now we can have a normal day!" He grabbed the same clothes that he wore on the first day and rushed downstairs to Arthur's hotel room and lightly pressed the doorbell.

"Iggy come out!" he called out.

No answer.

"Arthur, stop sipping your tea and open the door."

Still no answer.

"That's strange." Alfred said as he twisted the doorknob, which quickly open.

Terror rushed through his body as he opened the door .

"Arthur?"

"Arthur?"

"ARTHUR! SOMEONE HELP!" Alfred screamed as he tried to cover his eyes, erasing what he saw in front of him.

And that was his dead friend slumped on the floor holding a pill bottle.