A/N: Thanks for reading! I appreciate you clicking on my story and hope that you come to enjoy this and the upcoming chapters! This one isn't very long because I was in a rush to type it from my notebook because of a friend. xD (( You know who you are. )) I enjoyed writing this so I hope I don't end up trashing this fic like I do with a lot of my other ones. Anyway! On with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or its characters. They belong to Hidekaz Himaruya.

They had been sailing for who knows how long. Days, weeks, even months. It was starting to get exhausting... The captain of this huge, wood, ship decided that next time they spotted land they would be docking for a few weeks. The madness of the sea was starting to pull at some of his crew-members and a lot of them looked tired. They deserved a break. Him and the crew hadn't found what they were looking for and a long break would be nice. The captain wasn't really fazed by the sea. He was still going strong.

His name was "Antonio Fernandez Carriedo," and he was almost a legend in his hometown in Spain. He loved to tell the stories of the sea and his dangerous adventures to the young ones. He had tan skin, brown, curly hair, that if untied fell to his shoulders. He hardly ever had it down though. He had Emerald eyes that were almost always filled with a certain cheeriness and excitement and a large, heavy captain's coat that was a bright red color was draped over his shoulders. The feather on his hat whipped in the wind while the boat sailed forward quickly but compared to the size of the sea, very, very slowly.

Antonio stood next to the edge of the boat, scanning the endless, sapphire sea and squinting slightly. It was quiet except for the rush of water under the boat and sound of flapping sails in the wind. He sighed and turned around, walking back to the captain's quarters, taking off his hat and placing it on a desk that was placed next to him. He opened a drawer and pulled out a small telescope and smirked at finding it, flipping it in the air before catching it again and turning to walk back up the stairs.

He got up the steps and onto the top deck, walking to the edge of the boat and pulling the front of the telescope to make it longer. He held it up to one of his left eye, closing the right. He scanned the empty sea and smiled, clicking his tongue when he spotted a small piece of land slowly coming towards them in the distance. He put the telescope back to its original state and walked up to the sterncastle deck. Shouting that he's spotted land to the East of the ship. He was greeted with cheers and happy, relieved faces from his crew as he shouting out orders to change the direction of the ship.

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"Men! We've docked! We'll be leaving again in 3 weeks. I'll send a message to go around town when it's time to go." Antonio's thick, Spanish accent rang through the air as the men on the ship stood before him. His boat had been anchored and tied to the docks and part of the side of the boat had been lowered to the ground so that they could dismount it easily. All of the crew members had eager and slightly excited looks on their faces. They were all happy to get off the boat and away from the sea for a few long weeks. The sea could be like a watery, salty, hell sometimes.

Antonio had left his heavy captain's coat and hat in his quarters. He figured he would just come back here at night because the feeling of the floor rocking slowly under his feet calmed him and helped him sleep. He was used to it after sailing for so long. Thus he preferred being on the boat more then on the actual ground.

Instead of his usual captain get-up, he was dressed in much more simple clothes that weren't very heavy. He had a thin white shirt on and his brown hair was pulled back by a small red ribbon. He had brown pants and leather boots that went up to his calves, knapsack that was thrown around his shoulder that had some money, small objects he planned to sell and trade, and anything else that may come of some use to him. One of these things being a small dagger for defense. When you were the captain of a ship, you had enemies, and you never knew when you could have a run in with one of them. So it wise to be better safe than sorry.

He nodded to the crew, signaling that he was done talking and stepped out of the way as they all filed off the large ship. Some of them were most likely going to go out and celebrate not dying on a dangerous voyage while others would go find a small hotel or something to relax in. They all had enough money to survive a few weeks because when they found some sort of treasure some of it was distributed by how much work a man did to find it. So the lazy ones were probably going to have a harder time in this town.

Antonio waited until everyone had exited and then walked off into the bustling town himself. There were a lot of shop keepers and small stalls that were selling various fruits and vegetables and a few other random trinkets like pocket watches. Antonio hummed while walking through the town, glad to be back on land. Even if he preferred the sea, it was nice for a little change every now and then. He spotted a few girls out of the corner of his eye that were watching him walk so he turned to them and winked, causing them to giggle and whisper to each other. He chuckled and kept walking.

A particular stall caught his eye as he was walking. It had some bright red tomato's that were for sale. Tomatos were his favorite food. Whether they were in more intricate dishes or just straight up. He had a family tomato garden back at his home in Spain. He missed caring for it on some occasions. It gave him something to do as a child and pre-teen. He had just turned twenty five around four months ago.

He walked over to the stall cheerfully. It had been a while since he had had an actual ripe tomato. As soon as he walked up to the stall he snapped his head up and his heart seemed to almost skip a beat. The boy manning the stall was slightly tan with hazel looking eyes and brown hair. An interesting circle shaped cowlick pointed out of the left of his head and had a angry, yet adorable expression on his face.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" His sharp voice and tongue pierced the air. Antonio shook his head and smiled in reply.

"Uh, nothing. Lo siento." He apologized nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. The boy rolled his eyes at him.

"Are you buying something or not?" He was clearly Italian judging by the thick accent. Is that where they were? In Italy? Antonio figured so. They were around that area anyway. Another slightly shorter boy with hair that was more of an auburn color, another cowlick pointing to the right of his head, that looked exactly like the other started talking quickly and almost frantically.

"Lovino! Be nice! Remember what Grandpa said!" He scolded. The two were obviously brothers.

"Shut up, Feliciano." Lovino snapped in reply, and then turned his gaze back to the confused Spaniard.

"Sorry." Lovino hissed through gritted teeth.

"It's quite alright. I'd just like to buy a tomato." Antonio replied, chuckling at how Feliciano seemed to just be standing and smiling. His smile was cute. Antonio looked at the price of the tomatos and reached into his knapsack, pulling out a few silver coins and handing them to Lovino.

"Grazie!" Feliciano chimed in his own language. Lovino just mumbled something in reply and Antonio picked up a bright, red tomato with a flourish.

"De nada" He thanked with a wink at Lovino, who blushed slightly and rolled his eyes again. Antonio turned and began to walk away, smiling and humming again. What interesting boys…

A/N: Well there's the first chapter! I hope you liked it! I hope I didn't make too many mistakes. And if I did please PM me and I'll change it. The next chapter will be posted in the next few days. Thank you for reading!