Okay so I started a new story, but I'm not 100% sure I'll continue it or not. If you liked it/want to read more, please review so I know! More notes at the end to explain some stuff.

Hetalia and all these characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya.

Arthur was in big trouble. Stealing from the bakery was a risk, but he'd gotten away with it before. This time though, the owner was ready for him. The minute he'd slipped a small bun into his pocket, two guards popped up out of nowhere. Panicked, Arthur decked one of them and dashed away, beginning an intense chase.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Arthur thought. Why did I have to run? I'm going to be in so much more trouble now! The teen jumped over a fallen crate and continued his run despite his burning muscles. If I can just get out of the main city, I'll be able to slip away. He was going through a mental map of the town when he was tackled roughly to the ground.

"Well, well, well," the man on top of him said. "What do we have here?"

"Let me go, you piece of shit!" Arthur yelled, recognizing the lower level guard uniform his attacker wore.

The man only chuckled and said, "You're a feisty little brat, aren't you?" At that moment, the other two guards finally caught up to them.

"Thanks for grabbing him, Jacob," one of the men said. Jacob stood up, and the three men surrounded Arthur in a circle.

"No problem, Mike" Jacob answered. "What'd he do, anyways?"

The second man replied as if Arthur wasn't even there, "The filthy Osiem has been stealing from a bakery for a while, and when we cornered him about it, he attacked me."

Jacob looked down at Arthur and chastised, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That wasn't very nice of you."

"Yeah, well, neither is this," Arthur growled as he lunged forward. He managed to knock Jacob to the ground, but he didn't make it far before he was tackled again. A sharp kick to his gut left Arthur curled up and groaning in front of the guards.

"That's it, we're bringing him to the Market," Jacob decided. "Should we try and sell him as a Dziesiec?" Arthur froze at those words. No, please no, Dziesiecs are just sex slaves!

The man he'd punched earlier looked him over and said, "Well, he looks like a rabid animal right now, but under all that dirt he's not bad. Slim, young; he could fetch a nice price."

Seeing the others nodding their agreement caused Arthur to shout, "No!" He attempted to escape again, but it was no use. The guards grabbed him and tied his hands and feet.

"Come on, let's go," Jacob said. "I'm tired of dealing with the brat." The three of them dragged Arthur, kicking and screaming, to the Market house.

Okay, first and foremost: FRANCIS WILL NOT RAPE ARTHUR! I know it kind of seems like it will from this chapter, but it won't. There may be some unwanted attention, but it will never go that far. It'll probably have violence though. Not sure yet, honestly.

Now, I've gotta explain one thing about this world. People are in different classes/ranks (like a caste system I suppose). I thought about it for a long time and just couldn't make up good names for each class, so I ended up using the number 1-10 in Polish. It's weird I know, but um, I liked the way they looked/sound? Now just so we're on the same page:

Jeden (one) - there's only one Jeden and it's the ruler
Dwa (two) - includes the ruler's family
Trzy (three) - includes governmental higher-ups
Cztery (four) - includes governmental higher-ups' families
Piec (five) - includes guards
Szesc (six) - includes merchants/store owners
Siedem (seven) - includes farmers, common workers
Osiem (eight) - includes unemployed/inconsistently employed. The lowest of the free classes.
Dziewiec (nine) - includes manual/domestic work slaves
Dziesiec (ten) - includes sex slaves

Since this story is still in the works and very new, if I do decide to continue it, the classes could change to include more people. I dunno. Anyways tell me if I should continue you this or just nah. Thanks!