Title: Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold

Rating: T because pirates is a 12 so it kind of fits…I think

Beta: AnimeAiedail

Warnings: probably some swearing a little later on along with fighting and bloodshed and stuff…this is a parody of Pirates of the Caribbean. You don't need to have seen the film, as it won't be the same for long, but I do recommend it. It's a good film XD also, if it counts as a warning, I use the human names rather than the country ones. There will be a key at the bottom every time I add a new character though, to tell those who don't know who each of the characters are.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Hetalia characters or anything from Pirates of the Caribbean. I'm just having some fun! I gain nothing but authorial satisfaction from this. Unfortunate (for me) but true. After all, if I owned them why would I be writing fanfiction, hu?

Summary: Taught to despise pirates all his life, how will Alfred cope when he is captured by one Arthur Kirkland, the pirate captain with a curse that only Alfred has the key to breaking?

Author's Note: alright, so this is the first chapter of this new story. Like I've said before, it's a parody of Pirates of the Caribbean using the Hetalia characters, but you don't have to have watched it as it changes from the original fairly swiftly. That's the reason I haven't put it as a crossover. That and because none of the Pirate's cast actually appear in this story. Ok? Please review and tell me what you think at the end, da?

oxo…oxo

The thick fog that rested atop the sea obscured the large ship's sights as the vessel cut through the water, the quiet of the morning air making for an eerie waking for its crew members. The only sound that could be heard was the soft singing of a young boy at the ships bow, the child casting his bright blue eyes over the waters surface.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me…" he sang, before humming a little more of the almost forgotten song.

"You know, you really shouldn't be singing about pirates like that…" came a voice from behind him, causing him to turn and smile at the worried face of his twin brother. They were identical, both having blonde hair and blue eyes, both having a single curl of that blonde hair sticking upwards, blowing in the wind. The only differences were that of their hair length, slight difference in body build and, most noticeably, personality.

"Lighten up Mattie," the first brother laughed, prodding the other in the shoulder teasingly. Mattie frowned.

"But Gilbert said singing about pirates is bad luck!" he protested, his voice soft but determined.

The other boy made a face at him. "Who cares about what Gilbert says?" he asked obnoxiously, causing Mattie to puff his cheeks out indignantly, holding tightly to the stuffed bear in his arms.

"Mathew? Alfred? What are you up to over there?" an older voice interrupted their beginnings of a squabble and caused them to turn their attentions on the one who had spoken; their father, the governor.

"Alfred was singing about pirates again!" Mattie dobbed, causing Alfred to frown at his brother in annoyance at having been told on. Their father raised an eyebrow at the older of the twins, obviously wanting to know if the tale was true. When Alfred failed to meet his eyes, he sighed.

"You know you shouldn't be singing about pirates Alfred. It could get you into trouble one of these days."

"What like when I summon them just with my voice?" the boy retorted sarcastically, causing the governor to frown.

"Watch your tone boy. You've been talking to Gilbert again, haven't you?"

"Mattie has, actually. I think it would be rather exciting to meet a pirate." Alfred replied, sticking his nose in the air and crossing his arms. His father 'hmm'ed in disappointment, shaking his head at his son's behaviour.

"Think again, Mr Jones." A new voice entered the conversation, causing Alfred's eyes to lock onto the tall figure of the lieutenant, his bright blue eyes and swept back blonde hair in no way dimming the serious look on his face. "Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them. I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves," the man smiled slightly, though there was no amusement in his cool eyes. That along with what he said next sent shivers down Alfred's spine. "A short drop and a sudden stop."

Alfred shared a look with his brother, one of horror, that didn't go unnoticed by their father. The older man stepped forwards so that he was next to the blonde man who had walked to the bow of the boat where Alfred had only a short while ago stood singing pirate songs.

"Lieutenant Ludwig, I appreciate your fervour, but I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have on my sons."

"My apologies Governor Jones," the lieutenant replied, bowing slightly before retreating once again to the now crowded main deck of the ship.

"Actually I find it all fascinating!" Alfred put in loudly, a large grin on his face. The governor just grimaced slightly, exchanging a glance with the boy's twin who also looked rather exasperated. A look beyond Mattie's years.

"Yes, that's what concerns me," the man said before taking his own leave, following Ludwig down the steps and onto the deck, his dark, curled wig blowing slightly in the cold wind of the morning.

Alfred wrinkled up his nose before turning back to the water, ignoring his twin as the boy settled against the barrier next to him. His father would never get him really, never get the fascination he had with pirates. It's not like he wanted to be a pirate…no; it was just that they looked so damn cool in what they did and wore. They lived without rules, without fear. They had complete freedom…and it was a freedom Alfred longed for.

Looking down at the water his eyes had blurred, this thoughts having taken over his mind. He was brought out of it quickly however by a confused mutter from his brother who was looking down at the water with a small frown on his face.

"Is that an…umbrella?"

Alfred looked back down at the sea, eyes focused this time. And there it was, floating on top of the water, an upside-down umbrella. Eyebrows wrinkled in confusion, the pair continued to watch the water…for where there was one thing in the water there was often more to follow it.

It was after the umbrella, or parasol as Alfred now realised it was, had brushed against the side of the ship that the second object had floated into view. Once again, it was Mattie who spotted it first.

"It's a raft. With something on it…Alfred, that's a boy!"

The older twin squinted down to where the raft was floating, and sure enough there was a boy lying on it, unconscious or (Alfred was reluctant to even think it) dead. There was a high possibility he wasn't dead though and if that was the case they needed to get him ashore, and quickly.

"Look! There's a boy! There's a boy in the water!" he called out, gaining the attentions of both his father and lieutenant Ludwig. The latter frowned slightly before grabbing hold of the rigging in order to get a good look off the side of the ship. His frown increased as he saw the boy on the raft, his deep voice rattling across the rest of the crew as he cried out the warning,

"Man overboard!"

Alfred and Mattie could only watched as the crew hurried around, working quickly to get the boy up and on deck. When he was laid out on the wood of the ship, he was quickly assessed by the lieutenant.

"Still breathing," he said roughly before doing a couple of other checks.

"Mary, mother of god…" came the horror filled voice of one of the ships younger crew members, the one known as Gilbert, as he stared at something in the direction the boy had appeared. Turning to look at where the silver haired boy was looking, Alfred gasped eyes widening significantly.

He ran to the side, followed by most of the crew, to get a better look at the burning ship before them, the ruins of the ship that must have carried the boy they had rescued near to sinking to the bottom of the ocean, or laying on top as ashes. Alfred coughed slightly as the smell hit him; it was a burning smell, but not just one of wood and gunpowder. It was not a smell he would ever like to experience again.

The man next to him, a man he had never really gotten to know, asked the question they were all thinking. "What happened here?"

The lieutenant answered, gaining the attention of the whole crew. "Most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessels run heavily armed. "

There was a pause.

"Lot of good it did them," Gilbert spoke up next to him, catching Ludwig's attention. "Everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it. Pirates."

Alfred frowned slightly. If anyone else had said something like that, they would have been whipped for insolence. But Gilbert could get away with anything below murder if he wanted, on account of the fact that he was the lieutenant's younger brother. As it was, the governor was the first one to react to the boy's words.

"Now, now. There's no proof of that. Probably an accident."

But Alfred was no longer listening, instead moving over to where the boy was still laying on deck. His hair was a reddish brown, a small flick of hair curled out to one side, even when wet. His eyes were closed and his clothing was tattered and ruined…not that he could blame the boy. He had just escaped a burning ship after all.

Alfred didn't move as Ludwig began to give out orders, only realising the movement that had erupted around him when a man came over to move the boy to a higher place, so that he wasn't in the way or in danger of being stepped on. His father came up beside him, Mattie close behind.

"Alfred, I want you and Mattie to look after him. He will be in your care alright? Look after him," he told them, before heading off to talk to the captain who had just arrived on deck. The twins looked at each other before following the man who had taken the boy away.

"Is he alright?" Mattie asked worriedly, "he looks dead,"

Alfred shot his brother a reassuring look. "I'm sure he's fine," he replied before poking the boy in the face, jumping slightly as the boy's hand whipped out to grab his wrist, hazel eyes wide as he gasped for air.

"It's okay!" Alfred said chirpily, trying to keep the fright of the sudden movement out of his voice for both the boy's and his brother's benefit; Mathew looked like he was going to wet himself. "My name's Alfred Jones,"

The boy took a couple of breaths to steady himself, his eyes taking in the blonde in front of him before opening his mouth again, this time to give his own name.

"Lov-Lovino Vargas," he gasped harshly, obviously struggling to stay awake. Alfred grinned.

"We're looking after you Lovino, don't worry! I'm the hero after all!"

Lovino frowned slightly before muttering something under his breath and slipping back into unconsciousness.

"Are you alright Alfred?" Mattie asked, inspecting his brother's wrist with gentle fingers.

"I'm alright. It'll bruise a bit I think, but nothing more."

Allowing his brother to fuss over his wrist, he stared at the boy before him, eyes catching the glint of gold. Frowning slightly, he moved the hand that wasn't being fussed over to move the gold chain so that the pendant on the end of it was revealed, sitting comfortably in his hand. There was some sort of pattern on it, rousing his curiosity and causing him to slip the chain up and over the boys head so he could get a better look at it. His eyes widened as he looked at it, taking in the skull that was carved into the middle of the medallion.

"You're a pirate!" he gasped, catching Mattie's attention. There wasn't any time to explain however, as they were interrupted by Ludwig.

"Has he said anything?" the man asked, voice as deep and serious as ever; causing the pair to turn swiftly on the spot, Alfred hiding the medallion behind his back. He didn't want this boy to get in trouble, especially after what the lieutenant had said earlier. Somehow he didn't doubt that there would be no mercy just because he was a boy.

"His name's Lovino Vargas…that's all we've found out," Alfred replied after a silent exchange with his brother. Ludwig observed the twins for a moment before nodding slightly and turning to the group of men behind him.

"Take him below," he ordered before walking away, leaving the brothers to watch as the boy was taken below deck. Mattie, medallion forgotten, followed the lieutenant into the crowd, leaving Alfred to walk back to the bow, rubbing the golden pendent between his fingers.

The mist, still thick, taunted him. He wished to see, to see more. And it was then that he saw it, the ship with black sails, gliding silently through the water.

The pirate ship with black sails.

oxo…oxo

Dear readers,

Well, I got this idea from a dream I had when I was ill, trying to get to sleep. Not sure why I had it but I thought it was a good idea and so went for it. Just so you know now, the pairings won't be the same as in pirates of the Caribbean, and after the initial start won't be a huge amount like it. But the basics are the same. Also, I know that technically Prussia is older than Germany, but for this I think it worked out better this way. It also means that Gibbs' character is quite a bit younger in this, only couple of ears older than 'Elizabeth'. I have also changed Canada's last name to Jones by the way, because (you know, since they are brothers and all) they can't have different last names. Especially if they are twins. So I flipped for it and gave them America's.

Animeloveramy

Well this looks... interesting (bit of a copout comment I know XD)

AnimeAiedail

In case anyone is unsure (so far)

America – Alfred Jones – Elizabeth

Canada – Mathew Jones (for this story. Usually its Williams) – a mixture of Elizabeth at the beginning but then will turn into a Norrington figure later on.

Germany – Ludwig – Norrington at the beginning. May or may not change later on, I'm not sure.

Prussia – Gilbert Weillschmidt – Mr Gibbs (but a younger version)

South Italy (Romano) - Lovino Vargas – William Turner