Pirate!Bad Touch TrioxReader
[Note: Takes place in 1650's]
The sun came in through the window, carrying the scent of the nearby ocean from your portside city. Your parents and three younger siblings were out. You sigh staring into space, your brows subconsciously furrowing. You looked as if you were trying to burn a hole through the fabric of your more casual riding dress.
"What's wrong?" your twin brother asked, worry spread across his face. He always knew how you felt, and you knew how he felt. 'It must be twin-lepathy' you figure. But he was right as always; all of both of your friends were coming over to hang out, but it was the first time that you were going to see your ex boyfriend since you two broke up. It was going to be really awkward and you more than half hoped that he wouldn't come. "You're not thinking about that lying bastard, are you _?" Your brother, (brother's name), was quite protective of you, and he hated (boyfriend's name) for cheating on you. You would be 16 in about a month (the near approaching winter), so it was pretty much your first broken heart.
"It's just going to be really awkward, is all." you reply.
"Well, maybe he did the world a favor and killed himself." (B/n) scoffed. You rolled your eyes, extremely violent and perverted comments were nothing strange at your house, and this one wasn't too violent so you let it go and just smiled at your brother's attempt to cheer you up. The door sounded a knock as all of your friends filed in to the family room. You all talked for a while, laughing; it was a lot less awkward than you expected. You could tell that (b/n) was a lot more relaxed, again twin-lepathy. Your parents and siblings got home a little bit ago and all joined in the conversation except for the youngest two. You hear the front door (which was in the same room) kick open. Three men walk in, their clothes giving the secret away. They were pirates. Your friends and siblings huddled together in a small group for protection. One with long wavy blonde hair walked to your father, holding the long blade of a sword to his neck. Meanwhile, one with green eyes walked over doing the same to your mother as she started crying.
"Vell, lookie-lookie at all ze stuff." The third pirate with snow white hair and burning red eyes said, his German accent showing through.
"And ze pretty mademoiselle zat Tony 'as over zere." The blonde pirate said gesturing to your mother. This lighted a fire of confidence inside of you, and you did something very… very… very… stupid.
"Leave us alone!" you scream at the top of your lungs. But your scream wasn't filled with fear like most screams from a young lady would be, at least in this situation; instead it was filled with pure rage and command. Bad idea, because you don't command pirates. All of them turn to you an amused look on each of their faces.
"Looks like ve have a fighter!" the albino mocked as he walked over to you. Your twin stood up to defend you but a blade was placed at his neck before he could speak. "Don't do anything stupid, kid" the silver haired pirate said as he lowered the sharp edge slightly. "I am Captain Gilbert Beilschmidt, that is Captain Francis Bonnefoy, and that is Captain Antonio Fernandez Carriedo." he said motioning to each pirate accordingly. You introduce yourself and your brother, receiving nods from all three.
"Vell _, you definitely have spirit! But can you fight; you must because no one is stupid enough to challenge a pirate and not be able to win a fight." Gilbert said smugly. You stared at you feet, you were apparently stupid enough. A little grunt of satisfaction echoed in his through as he grabbed your wrist.
"Don't touch me!" you yelled, "or I'll take that damned sword of yours and cut off every limb until you bleed to death!" there were multiple things wrong with what you just said.
[A] You were a lady, and just cursed.
[B] You were a lady, and just yelled a very violent threat.
[C] You did both of these things to a pirate!
'Mouth, why can't you be quiet?' you begged yourself. The threat made him laugh a little, but it was clear he was not amused. He moved the blade horizontally across your throat and leaned close to your face.
"Vat vill you do now frau?" You should have been scared, but something in his smoldering eyes made you feel less intimidated. He smiled and replaced his blade, "Let's make a deal frau; if you come vith me, learn to fight, and become a member of mien awesome crew… I vill leave all you family and positions alone. If you don't, zen I vill tie you up and kill all your family and friends in front of your eyes. Zen I vill let Francis have his way with you, take everything you own, and burn you house to ze ground. Your choice." He said with a smug smile. You nod your understanding, like you even had a choice at this point. You turn to give your brother a hug. Part of you had a secret though, and he knew it.
"I won't forget you, I promise!" you say stepping back.
"Gut, now go put on a pair of your brother's casual clothes." he ordered. You did as he said and came back. He motioned with his finger for you to walk forward. Once you were close, he undid your hair so that the (h/c) locks fell on your shoulders. He cut off your sleeves and your pants so that they were just below your knee. He tosses the cloth to the side, saying that they would have gotten in the way.
"Allons-y." Francis said as he started towards the door. "Chère, it would not be smart to scream." He said his eyes seeming truly concerned for you.
"Si chica, please don't. We don't like hurting people but you are sometimes forced if a situation gets out of hand. You understand?" he pleaded. You nodded and walked quietly. Once you were crossing a field, a fair distance from your house, Francis and Antonio shoot you a confused look. You were smiling.
"What?" you question knowing very well what confused them.
"You're smiling chica." Antonio said sounding quite baffled. You stop in your footsteps, bringing the others back to stand in front of you. Once you had their attention your smile widened. 'Well cat's mostly out of the bag' you think.
"Thank you." You said simply. All three stared with furrowed brows as you said these two words. "When I was there I had to act all ladylike. I wasn't allowed to do anything fun or adventurous. It was an absolute prison! I'm glad that I left with you guys instead of being married off to a man I don't know, and forcing the same miserable life onto my daughter!" All that you said was true, you weren't ladylike, and you hated cooking and cleaning. But you loved to fight! Your twin brother was the only one who knew how you felt, that, you knew was why he didn't try to stop you. At these words they all smiled,
"Welcome to the crew!" they all chirped in perfect unison. They went on to explain that the only rules are the orders of your captains and laid down a list of personal rules that were supposed to keep you from getting raped.
"You know, I can actually fight. Both with swords and my fists; my brother taught me everything he learned trying to make my life a little less boaring." This seemed to spark a slight interest in all of their eyes.
"Now all you have to do is learn to drink! Zen you'll be just like ze rest of ze crew kesesese!" Gilbert and the others laughed.
"I can do that too… and I often get scolded for my language." you say almost shyly. All their mouths drop, utterly shocked.
"I told you that I'm not very ladylike!" you defended.
"Kesesese~" Gilbert laughed, "You're now one of the four most awesome people ever!" Antonio put his arms around everyone similar to a group hug, to show you who the 'four most awesome people' were. You blush and laugh, walking arm in arm with them to the ships. You would miss your brother, but you were sure you could send letters home; plus he was happy with that kind of polite life. Now that you were here, you could both be happy!
"Even if you can protect yourself chère, be careful. Our crew is generally good 'earted but zey are still pirates, brains will be a better defense zan brawn." Francis said as you all neared the ship, all laughter now a serious tone.
"And you're a part of ze crew, so just because your friendly vith ze captains don't zink zat you can disrespect orders. Ve vill introduce you to our brothers, zey vill show you ze ropes." Gilbert said in the same serious tone. You pause and look up to see all three stares burning into you.
"Don't worry, I'll work as hard as the rest of the crew!" you said determination making your words all the more intense. They all chuckled a little and led you on to the boat. Immediately lots of stares and whistles turned your direction. You did your best to ignore the attention until you heard one very loud comment.
"Looks like the capins' got themselves a bed warmer!" a pirate with blonde hair and deep chestnut eyes said. That was the last straw! You spin, scarlet face and voice blaring.
"If you have somthin' ta say, then come and say it to my face; you giant coward!" 'What did Francis say,' you thought 'brains instead of brawn; I'm such an idiot' you think. But when you look back slightly, the three captains seemed entertained by your feistiness. You turned back to see the pirate sauntering up to you.
"Well what would your name be, and your business on the ship?" he asked smugly.
"I am _ _! I came here, of free will to work on the ship! And who are you?" you snap back at him.
"I don't believe I owe any explanation of myself to a lowly prostitute!" he retorted. You stepped closer to him threateningly.
"Call me that again, I dare you!"
"Or you'll do what exactly, moll?" The last fuse broke as you landed a giant blow across his left cheek, hard enough to draw blood from both your hand and his face.
"Or I'll kick your ass all the way to Captain Francis' ship!" you say pointing to the furthest docked vessel with 'La Rose' printed on the hull. This earned a small snicker from Antonio and Francis; Gilbert however, walked over and grabbed your wrist, spinning you to face him.
"I will not have anyone starting fights on my ship! Robert, you get the job of swabbing the quarter deck. _," he said turning his bloody gaze to you, and giving you a raw smack on the top of your head. 'At least my hair will cover the bruise' you think looking down humiliated. "I will not have you starting fights on my ship, keep it all verbal unless absolutely necessary. I know firsthand that your tongue is a sharp one; there was no need to get worked up over name calling! Your punishment will be one tough enough for a full grown man next time." he finished his public lecture. You raise your head, but not adequate to look at his eyes or face.
"Sorry Captain, it won't happen again." you reply. He nods pushing you in front of him ordering everyone back to work. You walk down a set of stairs towards a small room, the light faint so you could barely see. 'How embarrassing,' you think as you feel the top of your head throb in pain; 'He didn't have to hit me that hard!'. Right before you reach a small door, they all stop. They all give you a hug and a kiss where your head had been punished. You look up bewildered only to see three smug smiles beaming down at you.
"Nous sommes désolés, chère." Francis said.
"But if we showed any of our favoritism, it would have only proven his point." Antonio added. Trying to desperately understand must have given you a confused look. Gilbert raised your shirt just a little. They all bent down, kissing and leaving a small bruise mark along your stomach.
"Do you understand now lieb?" You were still so confused, so you shook your head a little. "Ven you are ready, you may only come to us zree for such… pleasures." he finished gesturing to the hickeys along your abdomen. You blush wildly your eyes wide with shock.
"But you better be ready soon, we won't wait forever." Francis said a rape face halfway appearing.
"I turn 16 in four weeks, please give me at least that time to get settled. It won't be before that." That was all you could manage to say. You were so confused, so much had happened. All three reluctantly nodded, and opened the door you had been standing in front of fore the past 5 minutes. Inside sat 5 boys, about your age, and one girl. They all turned to look at the three of you walking in. A tall man with slicked back blonde hair walked up to Gilbert.
"Brudder, vat have you done now?" he said his eyes flicking to you then back to the albino.
"Just picking up a new member of the awesome crew!" he said nudging you forward a little with his pale hand. You look up at the strict looking German and wave while smiling.
"Did we really need a strumpet?" he said coldly
"Why does everyone think I'm a prostitute." You asked looking at your clothes to see if they were too revealing.
"It comes viz being a girl on a boat… Sorry, I'm Ludwig." He said offering his hand with an apologetic look on his face. You nodded accepting the apology and looked to where the others were standing to come and greet you. "I am first mate of 'Die awesome Schiff' [the name of Gilbert's ship- translates to 'The awesome ship'] and Gilbert's younger brudder." You nod and turn to a boy, maybe a year younger than you, with auburn hair. It had one defiant strand of hair sticking out.
"Veee~ Bonjourno! I'm Feliciano, but you can call me Feli! I'm the cook on this ship." he said.
"Nice to meet you, Feli!"
"And this is my brother Lovino! He is first mate on 'El Tomate'!" he said pushing you towards a boy with brown hair and the same curl, but on the opposite side.
"Hi." he mumbled with a pout on his face as you waved and smiled at him. You turned when you felt a tap on your back. You look into another set of amber eyes.
"Nǐ hǎo, I am Yao. I am the cook on 'La rose' but I come here often so the crew can eat something besides pasta, aru~." he said laughing a little, which made his low ponytail sway slightly. You chuckled a little too and turned to see one boy still sitting at the table. You walk over and tap him on the shoulder, which made him jump and clutch a toy bear to his chest.
"Hi, I'm _." you say softly, doing your best not to scare him.
"I'm Mathew." he whispers. "And this is Kumajirou." He said holding out the bear. His violet eyes seemed really warm and sweet. "I'm first mate on 'La Rose'; and am Francis' petit frère." He smiled a little.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you Mathew!" you smiled. You feel a tap on your shoulder and turn around to see a girl. She was older than you, and she had long dark hair pulled into to pigtails.
"Finally! Another girl!" she squealed as she wrapped her arms around your neck. "I'm Michelle[1], and well… I can't cook really, but frère Francis lets me stay! So I sort of hang out and read, and sometimes clean." She said, her smile still glowing. The fact that she read mystified you, you made a mental note to ask for lessons. Everyone turns to face Captain Gilbert when he clears his throat;
"So you all have met _, she doesn't have a specific job so she will work where she is needed. _," he said turning his attention to you, "you will receive orders from ze zree of us and ze first mates. I trust zat zey can show you how to do ze jobs." He said smiling at the other members in the room. They all give a nod and go to their separate ships to prepare to sail. So it was just you Ludwig and Feli in the room.
"Vould you like to help ze crew set sail? I vill teach you vat to do, if you can resist punching anybody else; if not you can help Feliciano cook." you blushed a little as you thought about the earlier incident. You didn't really want to go back up there after the lecture Gilbert had given, but you could prove that you were as strong as the rest of the crew…
"I'll keep it strictly spoken." you promise.
"Okay zen, come on." he said and walked towards the stairs. As you were walking he looked sideways at you with a curious gleam in his eyes.
"So… are zey making you sleep wid all zree of zem, or just brudder." You turn and look at him flustered; your (e/c) gaze burned with fury for a second, but it ebbed to shame. You couldn't even mutter the words, so you lifted your shirt to show the three marks. He nodded his understanding, but continued to stare at you.
"They gave me a month to get settled…" you manage to whisper.
"Vell, zey aren't patient." He said matter-of-factly. You look down; you wanted to come here and they knew that, but you didn't know them and you had only had a few kisses in your whole lifetime. You didn't know what they would do to you. Yes part of you liked them; they were really good looking, but you couldn't help but fear what would happen if they decided they were done 'waiting'. Ludwig must have noticed the look of anxiety on your face. He put a large hand on your head, once you looked up at him he smiled kindly.
"Don't worry, zey are good people, for pirates anyway. Zey won't hurt you; it isn't as one-sided as you zink. Eider vay, it vill be of free vill; or maybe out of love. I know mien brudder better zan anybody; you are worrying too much." The words seemed a little cold, but you understood. They would not rape you at least, and they seemed to care from their pep talk before you came aboard. You felt a little reassured, and continued up the deck into the sunlight. People were busy doing their jobs and Gilbert was directing it all. You didn't know why but you admired all of the captains, watching everyone work along with Ludwig's words eased any worry in your heart. You were finally free from that jail! No more wearing skirts or taking worthless cooking lessons. You look up and smile at the blonde man,
"So what now?"
"Since ze wind is in our favor, raising ze sails." You followed him to the main mast, where two men were pulling on the rope to raise the sail. He brought you over to the front of the line and positioned your hands on the rope for you; he nodded his head signaling to pull. You grip the rope and start to pull, walking backwards with the other men. The rope burned at your palms, but you knew you couldn't let go; if you did, then everybody would think you weren't cut out for being a pirate. You had a point to prove and you weren't going to give up! You subconsciously started pulling as hard as you could, the sail went up a little quicker with your help and you held firm while it was set in place. After you let go of the rope you got a pat on the back from a pirate with rusty red hair.
"Not bad for a first time, lass!" he complemented. You said your thanks, and insisted that you didn't really help that much. After the small conversation was over you turned around; Ludwig was gone. 'Great! What the hell am I supposed to do?!' you wonder. Then you see the three captains talking; you thought about asking them what to do, but you had to learn how to function on your own sometime right? So you head for the kitchen and decide to find Feli. Sure enough he was there, and so was Yao.
"Hi, I didn't know what to do on deck so I came to help cook or something." you say as you walk up.
"Vee~ Yay! Hear that Yao, bella is going to help cook dinner!" he cheered.
"Good, now your ship won't have to eat pasta for the 5th time this week." Yao said as he looked at you smiling. "You agree that the crew shouldn't be eating all those carbs and need vegetables right?" he said. You nod a little then out of nowhere a recipe that you were forced to memorize popped in.
"Do you have an oven? I have an idea." You ask, Yao gives a nod,
" I do on my ship aru~, but Feliciano doesn't have one. You could come over and use it since I'm done cooking, just bring your own ingredients aru." He said, you thanked him for the kind gesture and dragged Feli to help you carry ingredients.
"Feli could you please grab the ingredients to make dough? Ill grab a few vegetables and some meat." He nods and heads over to some cabinets, piling a few things in a sack. You find some carrots and grab some of the very many potatoes. You pull some beef out of the ice box and head over to Feliciano, who was waiting with Yao to go to Francis' ship. You all talk a little on the way there, mostly about cooking.
"So how do you like it here so far veee?" Feli asked.
"It has actually been kind of fun so far!" you say thinking about the events that had happened earlier.
"Yay! Ludwig may seem a little scary, but he is a good friend. Lovino may seem a little grouchy, but he wants to be your friend too; I can tell!"
"Friends would be nice…" you say mostly to yourself. Regardless if Feli heard you or not he smiled and looked at you, opening his amber eyes briefly.
"And then you have me, Yao, Mathew, Michelle, and the Captains too." He was a little confusing so you raised an eyebrow at him. Yao chuckled a little at your face.
"He means we're your friends aru!"
"You both want to be my friends." You say, a little taken aback, but you soon were overjoyed.
"You're so cute aru!" Yao screamed as he gave you a giant panda-bear hug. [You see what I did there?] "We all do." you smile at his words and keep walking and laughing. Suddenly this place felt so much happier, so much more like what you thought the perfect home would be like. You could feel in your heart that your brother felt your happiness, and shared it with you. You pass by the captains with their first mates.
"Cooking are we?" Antonio laughed as you all walk by.
"Mmm-hm!" you respond cheerfully as you walk a little closer.
"Can you make pancakes?" Mathew asked, after a long wait saying something above a whisper.
"Yeah," you say a little confused
"Can you teach Yao? Please, I really love pancakes!" even though he was quiet you could see how excited he was. You just couldn't say no to that face; it was so sweet and cute, you wanted to just hug it to death!
"I'll do you one better! Every morning come to Captain Gilbert's ship, and I'll have some pancakes ready for you!" he looked about to burst with happiness as he went to see if he had maple syrup in stock. You giggle a little and turn to head to Yao's kitchen. You feel a hand on your shoulder, Francis' face was so mixed. His eyes sparkled with pride, but were softened and slightly glazed with love (for you and Mathew) he smiled and pulled you into his arms. His voice cracked as if he was about to cry when he whispered,
"Merci… it has been a while since he looked so happy." You pressed your head into his chest for a second as a way of returning the hug. You wanted to wrap your arms around him, but they were carrying food. He let go and stepped back, all three with the same look of absolute joy. You smile and keep walking with Feli, who dragged Lovino along.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Bad Touch Trio's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It had been so long since Mathew smiled like that; he hadn't since his mother died. It seemed impossible but all three of them had love and admiration for _. But now it increased tenfold. It was strange, but they really didn't mind sharing _. They had all been together since the beginning; every decision made, every loss, every gain, it was always done or taken together. They were dependent on each other; Gilbert would never say this aloud, but all three knew that he knew it in his heart. They headed to a small room below deck to talk.
"Did you see how happy _ looked? Like she liked being here." Antonio said thinking back to the smile on your face as you headed to the kitchen."
"I zink she does. She hated her life before, and now she lives ze total opposite. She said herself before she came abord zat she vanted zis." Gilbert said unable to keep the pleasure out of his voice.
"She wanted zis, do you zink zat she would one day want us?" Francis echoed their thoughts aloud.
"Maybe if we talk to her, have a drink, she will feel more comfortable. If she knows that we don't want her just for her body she may start to return our feelings." The Spaniard said thoughtfully.
"Worth a try." The other two agreed.
"So tonight _ will eat dinner with us!" Gilbert declared pushing his fist skyward.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Le time skip and POV reader~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You had made a potpie for the crew, you watched satisfied as they all happily ate it and came for seconds, and some for thirds! 'Good thing I made a lot!' you thought giving out another slice.
"Wow! They really like it vee~. Your such a good cook!" Feli said taking your attention away from the crew. "Don't you think so Lovi?" he asked as the grumpy Italian ate his with 5 diced tomatoes on top. He didn't answer, just let out a little grunt; that was enough to make you smile though.
"Well I should take some to Captain Gilbert and Ludwig," you say getting enough for each German to have seconds. You walk out and head for the captains quarters. You finally reach the door with the 'Die Awesome Captain' sign on it. You knock on the door. Antonio opens the door.
"Chica! Hey guys look who's here!" he yelled back into the room as he led you in. Francis and gilbert look up from a small table that the three were sitting at.
"Hey I brought your dinner! Do you know where Ludwig is so I can give him his?" you asked.
"Oh chica, he ate at El Tomate tonight. But there is enough for the four of us! Have you eaten yet?" you shake your head in response to the Spaniard's question.
"Bien!" Francis said pulling out a chair and gabbing the necessary dishes and silverware. You sat down and started to eat with them. Somehow this felt… right. Talking and laughing with all of them, you felt so safe.
"Belle thanks again for making Mathew pancakes." Francis said, his voice full of gratitude.
"Ven Mathew and Michelle's mom died, Francis' dad just dumped him and Michelle on zeir half brother Francis; he totally abandoned zem." Gilbert explained.
"I'm really sorry," you say to Francis. He nodded and stared down into his wine.
"It's okay, ze important zing is zat no one will ever hurt mon frère ou ma sœur again." He said looking up smiling. You admired all of them and their courage. Before you left with the dishes you walked to each one, giving a kiss on the cheek and left without another word. It didn't meant that you loved them, but it did mean that you definitely didn't hate them. You return to the kitchen and wash the dishes, then head for the room you shared with Michelle on 'La Rose'.
"Hi Chelles," you say as you walk in.
"Bonjour my amie! I found a nightgown from when I was younger so it should fit!"
"Thank you!" you say slipping on the (f/c) silk nightgown. You crawl into the small makeshift bed-sofa-thing. You tried to fall asleep but emotions were swirling in your mind. Who did you love? Was it okay to love all three? They seemed fine with it- going by the bruises on your front, but how long would they not mind sharing? Did you even love any of them? Was it just hormones or chemistry? Eventually you exhausted your brain to the point that you fell into a deep sleep. At this point, it didn't matter how you felt or about who. You needed to sleep before another busy day.
[1]- Seychelles has no official name, but it is rumored that Michelle is often used.