I own nothing but the computer used to write this~ More characters to show up in later chapters as well as a range of couples (Main one being Alfred x Matthew) Rated M for later chapters~ Enjoy ^_^

Matthew curled his fingers in Alfred's shirt as the male pulled him closer his blue eyes glaring at the men in front of them. Screams and shouts filled the crowd that surrounded the gallows. The guards shouted for people to stay back, while the people screamed for the men waiting for their death to be let free. Alfred turned his head to see Roderich holding Elizaveta back; trying his best to keep her from joining the others at the gallows. Alfred was sure the others were there too, but with such a large crowd he couldn't find them. He held fast as Matthew tried to pull away when the last of the men were brought out. Blue eyes narrowed as he watched the rope slip over the necks of the five men. The shouts rang out louder as the charges started to be read off. Alfred tightened his grip on Matthew to keep him safe too, though he could not keep his shouts from rising up with the others.

"Let them go!"

The French male lifted his eyes some as sadness ran through his heart at hearing his brother crying out like that. He turned his head to the side, looking in to a pair of green eyes. Arthur gave him a weak smile as he tried to keep his eyes focused on the male, though it was kind of hard to do with blood filling and blinding his right eye. Francis lifted his head to look at the other three, all broken and beat with the rope around their neck waiting for the charges to be finished and that last drop to come. This was not how he wanted things to turn out. He looked back down one last time at Arthur as the last word was read out loud and the hang man's hand reached for the pull.

"Francis!"

~Many months before~

Water splashed up against the edge of a large ship, some spilling up onto the deck. The cool water rushed over a pair of black boots that climbed up a pair of slim legs, stopping at the knees. Tight white stockings climbed up the rest of the way, hidden under a pair of matching tight fitting shorts. A slim fitting pale purple and gold embroidered vest hugged their waist up to their torso, with a matching golden sash hanging off their shoulder and hip. A loose fitting white shirt covered the rest of their body, with some French lace hanging off the hem. They were leaning over the railing some looking down at the sea. They sighed heavily as the wind picked up pushing their bangs into their face.

"You look rather bored." Came a voice from behind them

"Are we going to make port soon?" They asked leaning over the edge more

"Yes, but if you keep leaning of the edge like that you are never going to make it to port. Now come off that rail and come give me a hand." They said as they started to walk off

"Must I?"

"Mattie."

The young male lifted his head some and looked over at the other. His black boots climbed up higher than his own, hugging his thighs and covering most of his tight white pants. His golden vest clung to him just as tight as a large pale blue and white embroidered captain's jacket covered the rest of him. A pink ribbon held his blond hair behind his head, though with the way the wind was starting to pick up it wouldn't stay that nice for much longer. Blue eyes stayed locked onto the young male's purple ones causing him to sigh once more and get up off the railing and walk over to his captain.

"Don't worry Mattie, we will make port soon and then you can stretch your legs."

"Ha ha, very funny Francis."

The French male laughed and pulled his baby brother into a hug, while still teasing him some. Off in the distance another ship was watching them. A sapphire blue captains jacket's tails blew in the wind as it's captain stood on the stern castle deck with scope in his hands and one green eye watching the ship in the distance.

"You know you are kind of proving his point about your feelings towards him by following him into port like this." The young male next to him said

The younger blonde sat on the edge of the railing, his knee high boots hanging over the edge. He looked over at his older brother who was still watching the other ship. His black knee high boots were freshly polished and his tight black pants were just as clean. A silver sash was tied around his waist and a large black leather belt held his sword at his hip. His captain's hat moved some due to the wind, the blue and gray feathers which hung off the brim looked as if they would fly off at any moment.

"Shut up Alfred." He grumbled

Alfred laughed some before leaning back some. The wind felt great on his face and the sun was nice and warm, though a little too warm on his legs, for the black of his pants was keeping in too much heat. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up and the front of his shirt hung open down to the top of his chest. His vest, jacket, and belt were lying on the floor of his brother's room.

"You ask for me to join your crew as your first mate and now you finally have me here and you are doing nothing but following the French man who taunts and torments you. Like I said you like him." He laughed.

"Alfred shut up before I toss you over the edge."

"Arthur I think he knows you are following him."

"And what makes you say that?" he asked putting the scope down to look at his younger brother

"Well it could be that you are always following him, or the fact that he is waving a handkerchief at you." Alfred said pointing towards the ship

"He's what?"

Arthur lifted the scope to see Francis waving a blue handkerchief at him while his first mate placed his head in the palm of his hand shaking his head in embarrassment. Arthur's whole face lit up bright red and he quickly handed the scope to Alfred who laughed and lifted it up to take a look at this so called French heart thief. He looked at Francis who looked to be having a good time embarrassing his older brother. He laughed some before moving the scope to look at the male next to him. He looked to be completely embarrassed by his captain's actions. He looked the male up and down, he had a nice body and his blonde locks blowing in the wind just looked cute.

"Who is that next to him?"

"Hmm? Oh that is Mattie his first mad and precious baby brother. . . Don't even think about it Alfred." Arthur snapped

"I don't know what you are talking about." He said with a smile

"Alfred no. Francis will gut you like a fish and send you to Davy Jones locker if you so much as try to touch him." Arthur said, snatching the scope away from him

"You know I think I like the idea of playing pirate if that is the kind of treasure I get to go after." Alfred said with a smile

"Alfred."

"No wonder you chase this Francis around, looks seem to run in the family."

Matthew leaned over the edge of the railing when shouts from the ship following them filled the air with 'Man Overboard!' He shook his head and took hold of the cuff of his brother's jacket, tugging him off to the navigation room.

"Looks like Art has a new first mate, again. Wonder how long this one will last." Francis said with a laugh

"Who knows." Matthew said with a shrug of his shoulders

He walked over to the large desk and slowly ran his fingers over the many maps that covered it. The tips of his fingers brushed over the one that was lying fully unrolled on the table, tracing a few of the lines already charted out.

"How long is he going to keep following us?"

"Mattie, he's not after the same treasure we are so stop worrying about it."

Matthew lifted his eyes as he leaned over the desk, resting his elbows on the map and his chin in his hands.

"I think you like him chasing you like some love sick fool." He teased

"Oh Mattie when you fall in love you will understand the fun of the chase. Now stop leaning on the maps and pull out a bottle of wine and help me chart out our next move before we make port." Francis said with a wave of his hand

"I will never be able to fall in love if you keep chasing off everyone that comes near me, Francis." Matthew said, not once moving

"Mattie mon amour I am only doing what any caring brother would do. Now get off the maps." He said while placing his hand under the younger male's chin lifting it up some

Matthew pressed his lips out in a small pout, which was not working for once on the French male. Seeing as he was not going to get his way he did as he was told and got off the maps but pushed some other things to the side and sat on the edge of the desk, crossing his legs, while Francis pulled his chair up and started look at the large map, though his blue eyes couldn't help but look over every now and then at Matthew's long legs.

"Would you please get some wine."

"Sure." Matthew said with a sigh

He got up and started to pull out a bottle and two glasses all the while Francis leaned back in his chair some watching him.

"So is there any other reason you are so protective of me?"

"Well you are rather distracting at times, and that causes me some worry that others might think of you as something more than…" he was cut off as a glass was shoved into his hand

"Distracting hmm? Well I will have to keep that in mind while we at port maybe I can be distracting enough to catch me something good." He teased

"Mattie don't tempt me so." Francis said with an almost seductive smile as one of his hands rested on the young male's leg, slowly sliding up

"Then let me have some fun while in port for once." He teased

"Maybe." Francis said before taking a sip of the wine and sliding his hand up further

Matthew leaned down, placing his lips against Francis's ear and whispered softly,

"I'll be really good and won't cause any trouble for you chre frère aîné."

Francis shivered and shifted his blue eyes to look up at the younger male. He just nodded his head and quickly went to focusing on the map laid out before him, all the while keeping his hand on Matthew's leg who watched him with a smile playing on his lips.

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