CONTINUED FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT!

Here's the full summary: Captain Arthur Kirkland: The most notorious and well-known pirate on the 7 seas who is known for his manly exterior. He is said to have everything. A fine ship and crew, a large arsenal of weapons, women hanging off of his arms, and unlimited treasure. But what happens when he meets Alfred F. Jones, a young restaurant owner who, through means of debt, must unwillingly sail with him and his crew? And what about Adia Seychelles, a clumsy yet reliable young woman with a big heart? What happens when he slowly finds himself falling for Alfred? USUK yay!

Sorry if this is kind of OOC at times for England, but this is how I imagined him as a pirate. His gentlemanly self is a lot more… refined.

First time using human names… let's keep count of how many times I mess up! XD

By the way, for Seychelles, I just looked up a random popular African name since she doesn't have an official name.

Gupta Muhammad Hassan = Egypt

Arthur Kirkland = England (Obviously)

Adia Seychelles = Seychelles

Francis Bonnefoy = France

Alfred F. Jones = America (Again, obviously)

Well… enjoy? ;_;

"C'mon, you sissy! Run faster! Haha!"

"I can't, sir! My side hurts! I told you we shouldn't have stopped to eat before going on a heist!"

"Aw, poor baby! 'Wah, wah, change me, I'm wet!' Run through it, man. You don't want to get caught with all this gold now, do you?"

The slower man continued to run, his speed not increasing. This angered Arthur. He looked back at his pathetic right-hand-man and chuckled. When he turned around, all he saw was a blue flash and a fish. That's when he fell to his back, some pieces of gold falling out of his stuffed pockets.

"Ow, watch where you're going you-" He looked up at the offending obstacle. "Oh, hehe…"

He grinned at the wide-eyed, brunette girl in front of him. She held a still squirming, colossal fish tightly in her arms. Her dress was baby blue and went down to her knees. Either she had no shoes on already, or they flew off upon impact. Her hair was pushed to the side in two cute little red ribbons. She was petite and rather adorable.

"Well, hello, miss." He stood up, grabbing her small hand and pulling her up as well. "What is your name?"

She giggled. "Adia. Adia Seychelles."

He took her hand and placed the back of it to his lips. "Arthur Kirkland. Pleased to meet you."

She held her squirming fish in her free hand. "I'm sorry for running into you. I'm a bit clumsy."

"No, no, miss. It was all my fault. I was running far too fast."

"Oh, sure, you say that now." His tired partner in crime said, panting. Arthur had completely forgotten about him. He turned around and chuckled.

"Oh, Gupta! Hello! I didn't even notice you there!" Gupta Muhammad Hassan. One of the most loyal people Arthur has ever met. Although he had unwillingly been forced to join Arthur on his adventures, he always did his job right, quick, and clean. He was an Egyptian man, dark skin, brown eyes, brunette. He almost always had a white keffiyeh on his head, so Arthur hardly ever saw his hair. He was a nice man. When Arthur had first forced the Egyptian man to join his crew, they hated it. However, Arthur soon grew on him, and vice versa. Every now and then, they drink together and fight and Muhammad would threaten to rebel. (They always drank, but they fought every now and then) However, they forget about it the next day and go right back to being friends.

"Of course you didn't. In the presence of a beautiful woman, I wouldn't notice you either." Gupta grinned. He looked at Adia. "I apologize on behalf of my boss. Is your… fish okay?"

Adia looked confused, but soon got it. "On, my fish! Oh, yeah, we're going to cook him up and eat him anyways."

"Strange he hasn't died yet. How long has he been out of the water?"

"A while. I fished him out of the ocean about a half an hour ago. I was just on my way home. Would you like to join me for dinner?" She smiled sweetly at the two.

"Oh, we'd love to, but we must be going. We can't stay in town for long."

"Why not?"

"We have no place to stay." That was a lie. Muhammad simply said that because word must not get out that pirates are on the island. They'd be thrown in prison faster than you can say 'ocean.' Along with the rest of their crew, who were still sitting on the boat.

"You can stay in my family's inn. It would be our pleasure to have you stay. You seem like nice gentleman."

Gupta chuckled. "Him? A gentleman? Good joke, miss." He pointed to Arthur.

"Hey! Don't embarrass me in front of the woman, Gupta!" Arthur exclaimed.

"We'd love to stay in your inn. Thank you for showing us so much kindness." Gupta said.

"Well, it's no trouble at all. It'll be nice to talk to someone other than my brother. He is so infuriating!" She shuddered. "Follow me." She began to walk away, so the two looked at each other and quickly followed.

~Hetalia~

The walk was nice. The weather was perfect. Not a cloud in sight, but a nice, cool breeze to brush off the intensity of the beaming sun. Adia walked happily in front of the two men, holding her still squirming fish.

"So, do you live in your inn?" Gupta asked.

"Yes. I live in the same room as my brother."

"What's your brother's name?"

"Francis Bonnefoy."

"Bonnefoy? Isn't your last name Seychelles?"

"He's my adoptive brother. He took me in when I was poor and on the streets. He's a nice man, really, but he's a bit of a pervert and can be the most irritating thing at times. Nonetheless, he's my brother."

"Do you mind me asking what happened to your parents?"

"Never knew them. I'm guessing they dumped me on the streets as a kid."

"Oh, I'm sorry. That must've been tough."

"I was a baby. I have no memory of it. I don't care. They don't want me? Fine. Francis wants me."

"That's a good outlook on it."

"Yes, I'm a pretty positive person. Oh, we're here!" She clapped her hands to her best effort with the fish in her hands.

It was a rather large building with about 4 stories. It was painted blue, yellow, red, white, and green on one side, and the other side was blue, white, and red. It was a very colorful building, but the colors all went together nicely.

Adia pulled the two up steep stairs to the roof. On the roof was a room that the two pirates didn't see from the ground. It was rather large, but didn't take up the whole space of the roof. She produced a key from a small hidden pocket in her dress and opened up the door. Inside seemed much larger than it was. It had two couches, one for three people and one for two people, and a large coffee table. To the left was a dining room, which was right in front of the kitchen. The dining room had a wooden table with four matching chairs. Inside the living room was a hallway that lead to two small bedrooms and a bathroom.

Adia sighed as she threw her key onto the coffee table and plopped herself onto her large couch face-first. The fish lay at her side. It had finally stopped squirming.

"Francis, I have dinner! Also, I got two guests!" She exclaimed, lifting herself into a sitting position.

"Oui, Adia! I will be there in a second!" A voice said, coming out of one of the bedrooms. A head soon popped into the living room through the hallway. He was a tall man with blonde wavy locks that flowed down to his shoulders. He had stubs of a beard growing in. His eyes were blue and shiny. He wore a blue, long-sleeved, collared, button-up shirt and red pants that were tucked into his dark brown boots.

"Hey, bro." Adia said calmly, holding the fish in her lap.

"Oh my, it looks delicious! Put it in the kitchen and I'll show these men to their rooms." Francis said, clapping his hands together and practically drooling at the fish. Adia got up, holding the fish by its tail and dragging it into the kitchen. Francis took Muhammad and Arthur to a room just below theirs. He handed them each a key. "Don't lose those." He seemed a lot colder to the two once Adia wasn't there. Gupta gladly walked into the room, but Francis stopped Arthur from doing the same.

"What is it?" Arthur asked.

"You keep your grubby hands off of my sister." Francis said, waving a finger in Arthur's face. "I've managed to keep her safe from harm for now, and I won't let anyone taint her." He snapped his hand away.

"Why didn't you tell him that?" Arthur said, pointing to the exhausted Egyptian man, who was already out cold on one of the two beds.

"He seems safe. But I've seen your type before."

"When? In a mirror?" Arthur smirked.

Francis took a step back. "No! Anywhere. She's a pretty young lady, which makes her a target. I send her to go catch us a fish and she brings back a whole army of men saying that they 'want to stay at our inn.' Please, they just want to eye-boggle my sister. And you do, too."

"Look, she invited us to stay here! It was her idea!"

"Just know that if I see you making a move on her, I'll beat the crap out of you." With that, Francis walked away.

~Hetalia~

Arthur was pissed. Who did that no-good frog eater think he was? He was Captain Arthur bloody Kirkland! Best pirate the sea has ever known! His treasure has to be delivered back to his quarters once a month so it doesn't weigh down the boat. He has slept with countless women, and those who he hasn't slept with are begging for it! Who did this stupid idiot think he was, queen of England? He couldn't boss Arthur around like that. If Arthur wanted to sleep with Adia, he could damn well sleep with Adia! Of course, he was a pirate, not a rapist. If she rejected him, he'd take a cold slap to the face and leave the island.

He paced back and forth in his shared inn room, confusing Muhammad. "What is the matter with you?" Muhammad finally asked.

"I can't stand that Francis guy! He's such a… ugh!" Arthur slammed himself onto his own bed, face-first.

"I think we need to calm down and go eat something. I'm starving." Muhammad patted Arthur's shoulder.

"Yeah, food sounds good." Arthur muffled into the mattress.

Muhammad helped the Brit up into a sitting position. Arthur stood up and took out most of the gold that was in his pockets. He set it gently under the bed, hidden.

"What on earth are you doing?" Muhammad asked.

"Hiding my gold so no one finds it." Arthur finished putting almost the last of his gold under the bed.

"You'd better hope no one finds it."

"It'll be fine, trust me."

"Alright, let's go. Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know what the hell's around here. We'll just keep walking until we smell something good." The two exited, closing and locking the door behind them.

~Hetalia~

Adia hummed to herself as she continued to dust off one of the 4th story's rooms. The room right next to Arthur and Gupta's. She was assigned to clean all of the 4th story rooms, which she had no problem doing. They were her favorites, as they were beautifully painted and decorated on the inside.

She finished up the room she was in very quickly. She exited the room and walked to Arthur and Gupta's room. "Oh this is Arthur's room." She told herself. She unlocked the door and walked inside. Nothing was touched yet.

She hummed once again, standing on her tip-toes to dust off some cobwebs that built up. She lost her balance and fell right onto the ground. Groaning, she looked to her right randomly. And there she saw it. Just a little gleam, but the more she moved her head, the more gleams there were. She was confused. She crawled over to the bed and reached her hand under. There, she felt something disturbing.

"It's… just some pennies." She told herself. When she grabbed a 'penny' and pulled it back, she gasped. "It's… gold!" She stood up and backed against the wall. "That explains it… why they were running, their unusual attire, this gold! They're… they're…"

"Pirates?" A voice coming from the doorway said.

"Oh, God, I hope that isn't Arthur." Adia thought.

No USUK here what-so-ever. It's meant to be more than just a USUK though. Kinda like a romance-adventure-action-comedy crap. I dunno. It's okay I guess.

I promise I'll get Alfred in next chapter! This is just a teaser/set up chapter, kay? :)

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