Title: Dragon Of The Sea
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Pairing: America & England / Alfred & Arthur
Rating: T
Genre: Romance, Humour, Drama
Warning: Shounen-Ai, Human Names, Butchering of History
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction by a fan for fans. Axis Powers Hetalia rightfully belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
Summary: Captain Kirkland ruled the seven seas and it was because of his secret weapon: his lover, Alfred, a dragon.
Author's Note: This is what happens when you play Class of Heroes, Fire Emblem 13, watch 'How To Train Your Dragon' and read all those Hetalia pirate doujinshi all in one day – you get crazy ideas of dragon-shifting right hand men of the Captain. WHUT?
"Capitan!"
Antonio looked up from the squirming tomato he held in his arms. A second ago he had been wearing the best and friendliest smile in the world but now, his smile was non-existent and he looked quite menacing as he stared at the man who disturbed his tomato-time.
"What is it?" He hissed, each syllable sound more menacing than the last.
"Er... T-the- the Dragon! The Dragon was just spotted!"
"What?" Antonio gasped and his hands shook.
"Tonio?" The tomato in his arms looked up at him, confusion on his bright amber eyes.
"It's nothing, Lovi." Antonio assured the small child and placed him on the bed. "Stay here, I'll be back shortly."
With that, Antonio stood and left the cabin all the while pulling the sailor out. He closed the door and made sure that Lovino wouldn't be able to make an exit from the cabin.
"What happened?" He asked his subordinate.
"The Dragon, Capitan." He nearly whimpered, "The Dragon was just spotted, it's close."
The image of Lovino filled his head. His tomato.
"Can we avoid it?"
"No, Capitan. They're too close."
Antonio tried to swallow the lump on his throat, it wouldn't go down. He could just picture his tomato, his roasted tomato – it was not a pretty sight.
Without another word, Antonio ran up to the deck, where he could see his men panicking like chickens. It was unsightly but he understood why and he could excuse them for acting that way. He would have done the same if not for the tomato in his cabin.
He took a spy glass from the nearest possible source and looked through it. Indeed, he immediately spotted a large and majestic ship. Elegant and sturdy in design and make. He could easily take such a ship down with his vessel but if it was indeed the Dragon...
The Spaniard let out a hiss as he saw the flag it raised. Undoubtedly, it was the ship that belonged to his good old friend, Arthur. It was both a blessing and a curse.
He could take any ship down, just not Arthur's. He would gamble on it but he couldn't not when he had Lovino in his cabin. He couldn't let the poor boy witness something as gruesome as that.
He handed the glass back to the sailor beside him and he turned to his right-hand man. "Amigo, raise the white flags. It's the Dragon."
"Aye, aye, Capitan." His right hand man nodded, fully understanding why their proud captain had to choose such a cowardly act. "And if I may, Capitan, you saved us all."
Antonio merely nodded and looked back at the incoming ship, "Make it fast."
His right hand barked out the orders and his men went to work, embarrassingly enthusiastic about giving up. Antonio sighed, he was going to lose all his cargo, his boss was not going to be happy but he was going home alive with Lovino in his arms.
xxxx
Arthur Kirkland, captain of the Dragon, laid on his bed, covered in sweat and sticky liquid as he panted. His legs were wrapped around his lover, Alfred F. Jones, who had been riding him since he laid on the bed hours, he wasn't entirely sure if it had only been hours, ago.
"A-Alfred..." Arthur gasped, his arms going around broad shoulders as he held on for dear life. "I-I'm co-"
Knock! Knock!
"Excuse me, Captain!"
"Bloody awesome timing, git." Arthur hissed under his breath as he glared at the door while Alfred merely chuckled at his lover's expression.
"What is it?" Arthur snapped, irritated and angry at being disturbed.
"It's the Tomato, Captain."
"Oh, great." Arthur gritted his teeth and was about to respond when Alfred ground his thighs down on his. He quickly captured the captain's mouth with his, muffling the moan that came.
After breaking the kiss, Arthur glared at Alfred while he grinned innocently.
"Captain?"
Arthur cleared his throat and looked to the door but Alfred held him by the chin to look at him. Arthur blushed as the blue orbs looked at him, took him with such passion.
"I'll be-" Arthur bit down his tongue to avoid moaning. Oh, good god. That felt good.
"Are ye all right, Captain?"
"Y-Yes!" Arthur gasped, covering his mouth as Alfred resumed his thrusting. "I-I'll be- com-coming- sh-shortly!"
"Aye, Captain."
Arthur listened to the fading footsteps before letting out the moan he had been holding in. A few more thrusts and he came, followed by Alfred. They both laid spent, Alfred on top of Arthur, as they gasped for air.
"Y-You..." Arthur began as he shot a look at Alfred.
"You liked it." Alfred grinned and gave the captain a peck on the lips. "Besides, I'll be needing the motivation for the fight with the Tomato."
"Urgh..." Arthur placed a hand to his sweaty forehead, "He could have given his ship a better name, for the love of Jove."
"He named it after his 'tomato'." Alfred chuckled as he nuzzled his head on Arthur's chin, "Hey, you named your ship after me, same thing."
"I have better naming skills."
"You both lack originality."
"Git."
"I love you, too."
Arthur sighed in content as he whispered, "I love you, too."
The sound of the running footsteps on deck pulled him out of his reverie, he tapped Alfred on the shoulder, "Get up. Time to get to business. The sooner it's done, the sooner we can eat breakfast."
"It's midday, though." Alfred grinned before getting off of Arthur.
xxxx
Now fully clothed in his captain's garb, Arthur stepped onto the deck with Alfred trailing just behind him, carrying a watch glass. Alfred looked through and saw the Tomato, and he could also see the white flag that was raised.
"Odd," Alfred muttered before handing the watch glass to Arthur.
"What do you mean?" Arthur asked, taking the watch glass and looked through. A smirk appeared on his face. "Well, look at that."
"They've hoisted a white flag." Alfred chuckled, "Looks like yet another uneventful day in the seas, Captain – or are they just faking it?"
"A possibility, especially with that sneak." Arthur said, handing him the watch glass. He turned his attention to his right-hand man, "Miles, have the cannons and the men prepared. Unless the Tomato fires, we attack back. I want that ship, its cargo and its captain in chains."
"Aye, Captain!" With that, Miles turned and began barking orders at the crew.
"I should get ready, too." Alfred said but Arthur stopped him.
"I don't think it's necessary. Besides, with Tonio, he'd be far more scared in seeing you standing beside me."
Alfred laughed at that. Antonio was a good friend on land but on the sea, he was a good enemy, too.
xxxx
"Arthur, Alfred, I'm begging you, amigos." Antonio pleaded the moment Arthur and Alfred stepped on board his ship. "Don't kill my men, no blood – please, amigos. Just this once, I'll even do the kitchen work until we reach land – just don't burn down the ship or my men."
Arthur cocked a great brow at the Spaniard, he rarely begged when they were on sea. But before he could inquire further, there was a loud scream coming from below deck followed by the sound of running and crying.
"Tonio!" A kid looking very much like an eight-year-old emerged from the captain's cabin, running towards Antonio.
"Lovino!" Antonio gasped, taking the child into his arms. "What happened?"
"The ship shook and I got so scared, bastardo! I thought we were under attack!" Lovino cried.
Ah, so that was the reason.
Arthur and Alfred stared at the crying child clinging onto Antonio's leg. Nope, there was no way they could burn the Spaniard's ship with Lovino on board. It was their secret agreement of some sort, if they were travelling with a child, there would be no violence. But in exchange, the ship would be under the other's full control and all cargo would go to him.
"Aw, stop crying, Lovino." Alfred bent down to smile at Lovino, then produced a bar of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to the boy. "Check it - it's chocolate! I bet you don't find that everyday on sea."
Lovino took the chocolate and devoured it as his tears began to slow down. Alfred grinned and ruffled the kid's hair. "I have more in Arthur's ship, I'll bring some later, okay?"
Arthur looked at the exchange and a small smile came to his face. They had been in a similar situation once before, but he was on with a younger Alfred. Worse, it had been Gilbert's ship that caught him. Gilbert had stuck to their silent agreement but he made Arthur scrub the deck the whole time while Alfred played with Gilbert.
"You're in charge of kitchen duty until we hit land." Arthur told Antonio with a sigh.
"Muchas gracias, amigo!" Antonio beamed and embraced Arthur, "I knew you would understand, amigo! Don't worry! I'll make you the finest meals you've ever tasted on-"
"Hands off, amigo." Alfred frowned pushing Antonio from Arthur and placing his arm around Arthur possessively.
Antonio had many wonderful things to say that would surely embarrass Arthur but he decided it could wait until they landed, where they were friends again. "Lo siento, I was just too happy. Let's not get testy, si?"
xxxx
Antonio and Lovino shared their dinner with Arthur and Alfred in the Dragon's captain's quarters because Arthur had a bigger cabin than Antonio and Lovino wanted more chocolate.
"No, we shouldn't go that way." Antonio shook his head, "Francis sent over Pierre, nothing but storm there. He's stuck there, too."
"Perfect, I hope he drowns." Arthur giggled then looked at his map again, "Ah, that means it'll take us an extra month longer to reach land. Well, I don't have any problems with that."
"Me neither." Alfred grinned, "We have better food now that you're in kitchen duty, Tonio."
Antonio grinned, "Gracias, amigo. But what can I say? My food tastes bett... er... good."
"Nice save," Arthur said flatly and Antonio merely grinned.
"Since my ship was stocked with tomatoes, there's no problem with food."
xxxx
Arthur removed his coat the moment Antonio and Lovino left for the Tomato. So, they now had an extra month on sea well, it worked to Arthur's advantage. When he was on sea, there were lesser troubles to deal with – the more with Antonio as his captive and Francis stuck in a storm somewhere.
Strong arms wrapped around his waist and he was pulled back to a strong chest. "Finally, they're gone!"
Arthur chuckled, "I thought you were enjoying yourself with Lovino."
"He took nearly all my chocolate." Alfred whined, "And I planned to use those on you, too."
Arthur blushed, caught off guard. "Git!"
Alfred grinned and brought Arthur to the bed, "I still have some left, though. Let's get back to where we left off this afternoon."
To Be Continued...?
Author's Note: Yes, the ship's names are Tomato and Dragon. Uh, don't ask. Seriously, don't. And I had planned for this to be a one-shot but my fingers thought otherwise.
So, please don't forget to leave a REVIEW or CRITIQUE! No flames, though, please – Tonio does not approve of roasted tomatoes. XD
Thanks for reading!