Well, I felt inspired to start another story. I'll only have this one and Bletalia going for the time being sense it seems the problem I had last time was that I started way to many stories and was unable to keep track of them all. I feel really bad for neglecting those stories…but then again, I also look back and see that…well…they weren't really that good. I'm not saying that those people who liked them should, by all mean's if they liked them then I'm happy. I just personally felt they were not that great…as the old saying goes "you're your own worst critic" and by golly, do I rip myself a new one xD.
But anywho, on with this story, and it shall be called, "An Icy Treasure".
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Character(s): Russia and Pirate!UK, there will be others as well…and believe it or not…Russia actually doesn't come in until later.
Rating: M for strong language, violence, sex, and other things….
Warning: Well, pretty much look at the rating and you'll know what to look out for….that….and yaoi. There will be lemony yaoiness. An Oc…and before you start groaning, no…he is not gary-stu…though, if you feel he's leaning in that direction, smack me with a comment saying so and what he's doing so I know not to do it again DX.
Chapter One: Birthday Presents
The sky was over cast and the waters rippled with many tiny waves, the wind would howl from time to time but would die down moments later, the temperature was at that beautiful junction between not too hot and not too cold…just right. All in all, a very good day for sailing; however, the lone sailing ship that marked the otherwise spotless grey waters, did not have its sails up for today was a special day. Today was a day for rest, excitement, drinking, and all around rowdiness.
The sound of loud booming voices could be heard deep within the hull of the ship, every crew member had gathered in the mess room and were singing and drinking to old sailing songs while passing around stories of various ports they have visited. Such merriment could only be brought to a halt when the sound of a very heavy boot hitting hard wood echoed through out the tiny space. Every man fell silent, their gazes turning towards the front.
"Bloody hell! Will you mates get on with it! We have to be in port by sundown or somebody's getting a bullet!" the figure in which had silenced and instilled a momentary sense of fear through out the entire room was none other then the captain himself. He was a surprisingly short younger man, his hair a moppy blond and his eyes as green as the richest emerald. A rather cocky grin was slashed across his face as he leaned back lazily in his large seat, feathered hat cocked to one side to only emphasize his haughty persona. His large red coat acted as a sort of cushion, sprawled out behind him as his large black boots shifted as he moved one leg over the other in a lazily crossed fashion.
The men all glanced amongst themselves as if wondering what the other was going to do. If they didn't get this little festival going then somebody was going to die. After a long moment of silent deliberation, one of the crew members stepped up and started to speak.
"Aye, well…seein' as taday's yer birfday an all…the crew all put tagetha a little somethin' we think ya might like." He said hesitantly, giving the captain a rather holey smile before waving at one of the men in the back to go and fetch the item in question. "We picked it up at the last port, was quite a bugger to keep hidden, ya know?" he chuckled a little but stopped when he saw the bored expression on his captain's face.
Clearing this throat and glancing over his shoulder to see if the others had come back yet, it was clear that he was now deeply regretting having been the first to step forward. If the captain didn't like his gift, then he would be the one to suffer the consequences. That was when the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard, not long after, the crowd of men started to part so that the two men who had gone could more easily carry a wooden treasure chest.
This seemed to catch the captains' fancy, a look of utter curiosity forming on his face as he examined the otherwise normal looking treasure chest. What could be inside? Well, treasure no doubt, but what sort of treasure? Jewels? Gold? Fine fabrics? What?
The man who spoke first pulled a key from his pocket and held it out to the captain as he got down from his seat and walked over to get a better look. The key was swiped away but the blond did not move in to unlock the chest. Instead, he walked around it a few times, looking it over. It was a larger chest compared to most, it was simple, wooden with metal braces. The lock was nothing special either…it was simply the size of the chest that had piqued his interest, had it been smaller he would have dismissed it and shot the man already. But no…he wanted to know what was inside….
Seeming to come to whatever conclusion he was hoping to come to, he crouched down and stuck the key into the lock. Pausing only momentarily, he turned and the lock clicked. Pulling down and the pulling the lock off with ease once it was undone, he lifted the metal security flap before pulling the top open and looking inside.
There was silence, all the men seemed to be holding their breaths as they waited to hear their captains response. For a while it didn't seem like he was going to say anything, his head was lowered so that a shadow as cast across his face, his cocky smirk was gone and was replaced with a thin line. This could go either way, they prayed to the gods that he didn't explode, much praying that he would crack a smile and be pleased…but no…there was nothing, not even an irritated twitch.
"What is this?" the captain then asked in a calm voice, though it was clearly laced with irritation, the men were silent, "I said….what….the hell….IS THIS?!" he kicked over the trunk with great force, knocking what was inside out quite easily when it tipped back.
All of the men jumped back when the figure within suddenly rolled out, a body….But not just any body, the body of what looked like a teenaged boy. Despite not looking a live, he had slightly rounded features, his hair a snowy grey save for the splash of colored beads that decorated a strip of hair that fell down the right side of his face. His clothes were tattered just enough to show off his lightly tanned skin and lean form. He wasn't skinny though, he did have a bit of a tummy but he was far from being fat or even plump.
"Well?!" the captain demanded.
"S-sir…he's still…alive…" the first man said while crouching down to the boy and rolling him over so that he was lying on his back, "When we saw him at one o' them auctions, we pooled our earnings and bought 'm. Cause…we know how you like pretty things, eh?"
"Pretty!? There's absolutely nothing pretty about that!"
The men were not sure what to do now. The captain apparently did not like his gift, what were they to do now? They could toss the boy over the side? Or they could make him work with no food until he died?
"W-What would you like us to do with him sir?" another man asked. The captain thought about it for a moment before smirking.
"Bring him to the brig…."
Some of the men flinched, they knew what was down there and none of it was good.
So yeah…there's the first chapter…pirate!UK is such an ass xD. But he's a sexy pirate so I forgive him for that. But anywho, leave a review, tell me what you think, you know the drill.
