"Sir, we're here." said the taxi driver.

"Huh? Oh, yes, thank you." said Arthur. He had been spacing out during the long ride to the harbor, wondering why his parents were forcing him on this bloody ship.Oh, that's right, he thought, because my fiancee and her family are moving to America. The blond stepped out from the car and took his first look at R.M.S. Titanic. Could such a large ship truly be unsinkable?

"Arthur! Over here!" called out a female voice. He turned to see Danielle Tidey, his fiancee.

"So glad I caught you, I already signed you in, and all the necessities, so you can just drop your carry-on luggage at your suite on the C deck, and join us for lunch on the D deck."

"Uh, yea, I'll be there in a few." he said, surprised at having a woman do something for him.

"Do not go!" said a voice. He turned to see a little old lady in bright clothing and lots of jewelry. "The ship will sink!" She then grabbed Arthur's sleeve, and cried, "You'll die if you board that ship!"

Danielle grabbed his arm from the woman, held it to her breast, exclaiming, "Are you mad? This ship is unsinkable!"

The woman glared at her, and warned them, "You'll regret getting on there," she pointed at the ship, "and then you'll wish you'd have listened to me."

Arthur watched the woman warn the other passengers, and his gaze was caught by one of the third class passengers. A strawberry-blond, laughing with a couple of the other passengers caught his eye. Arthur realized that he was jealous of the free atmosphere around him. The man stopped laughing and looked directly at him. Arthur quickly averted his gaze, a small blush on blooming on his cheeks.

Why am I blushing? He questioned to himself. He mentally shook his head and grabbed his bag boarding the Titanic.

Arthur felt the cool wind on his face as he stood at the edge of the ship. He felt much better now being out of the stuffy dining room. At that moment a rather large wave tilted the ship, and some playing children ran into him, knocking off the deck.

Arthur closed his eyes, expecting a long fall into cold water, but he felt someone grab his hands. He looked up, his eyes were greeted with the sight of strawberry-blond hair. What's he doing here? He asked himself, despite the fact his life was in mortal danger.

"Hold on, I got you." he grunted. Arthur noted that the man had an American accent as he was pulled up.

On deck, people stared and whispered, while Arthur's rescuer caught his breath.

Trying to stand up, Arthur found that his legs had become the consistency of gelatin. "Thank you for saving me," He exclaimed. "I'm Arthur Kirkland, you are?"

The man looked up at him, smiled and introduced himself, "Alfred, Alfred F. Jones."

"Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

"Uh, yeah, if one of the crew asks about me, you know nothing about me, kay?."

"Okay." said Arthur, wondering what this man had done to have the crew look for him.

"Oh, shit, later Artie!" cried Alfred, as he ran towards the stern.

Artie? Arthur thought as someone ran into him, again. He saw it was one of the officers on deck."Have you seen a blue-eyed blond run across here?" He asked.

Remembering his promise to Alfred, Arthur lied to the man, saying he saw no one. He watched as the man ran inside the ship, then headed towards his cabin, wondering if he would meet Alfred again.

Beta Note- Nana Frost here! Some of you may know me from fictionpress. I beta under a couple names. The main fanfiction writer I beta for is Ileana425. I am known on here as RussiasSunflowerYao, I have not written any fanfiction yet- I am better at reading and beta reading it. I had to change a lot of the wording in this but I really like the story and can't wait to see more!