Irisko- 2P Hungary

Disclaimer, now when it comes to the interpretation of the 2Ps, 2P Italy's characterization belongs to Wish, the one I'm working with for this story. 2P Female Germany, 2P Hungary, their characterization is mine but the second colour designs belong absolutely to Himaruya, author and creator of Hetalia. And the characters such as Austria, Germania, England, they're all his. Happy belated 10th anniversary of Hetalia!

PSA: Rape mentions in this chapter.

Dinner, and A Word With The Captain.

Night settled and a chilly breeze swept in, the poor princess approached the window, opening it to let in the wind and maybe, just maybe Louise hopes, it will help ease her tortured, tired mind from a whole day's worth of crying, mixed of emotions surging from anger to despair, to feeling hopeless, missing her family and worry of what will come upon her, a princess taken hostage by a bunch of barbaric pirates especially so that darn captain! He may have a face worth all the glory as a man, but his attitude, his personality, he's worse than a jerk, no, his entire attitude is way below the ocean surface—maybe it's reached the bottom of the ocean and that says a lot about how bad he is a person!

So what if he holds some value in him? Not the kind of man to forcefully bed a woman, raping a woman? So what?! It does not excuse him being a jerk towards princess Louise, who's just a scared girl alone in a ship filled with filthy pirates. Scary, dirty pirates, and it stinks. It really does, Louise is more ever grateful that the room she currently occupies isn't as bad.

It smells like soap, instead. Which made her have second thoughts about that jerk captain like before—his set of clothes she currently wore smells of soap too, and by now she can easily assume that he isn't as dirty as the other pirates.

But his personality is.

Louise had been sitting next to the window, after pulling a chair and putting it right where she sits now. Her arms rested on the cool, wooden windowsill and she fixed her gaze onto the sky.

The seemingly dark sky filled with stars shining and it was mesmerizing. She could make out the constellations just from observing how several stars are arranged in such a way to form a shape… a constellation… And that alone lifted her heart, her mind, putting her in ease that despite it all in this day, an unexpected turns of event filled-day, there's beauty still to be seen in the end. Stars shining in the dark sky is beautiful, and Louise was fond of the memories she has from when she was a child, stargazing with her grandfather until the middle of the night and her grandfather, Aldrich, would carry her in his arms and tell her, it's not good to stay up so late! Then, bring her to her room for her to be tucked into bed, a kiss to her forehead and both her plump, red cheeks, and he'd wish her good night.

Fond memories bringing a smile to curl on her lips as she sighs out softly, when suddenly, her stomach grumbled! Signalling her hunger arising which made her remember earlier, that shouting exchange with the darn pirate captain… Ah, geez, her mind snapped in realization. Realization that Luciano may not allow her to eat at all? Actually intending to let her starve in here…? And that brought Louise to think, she can't allow that to happen at all.

She is hungry and she needs food, a simple meal with do! But a feeling in her tells her, after removing the entire barricade made up of every single furniture in this room belonging to the darn pirate captain, she'll be hungrier than ever for her body would starve for a lot of food. She's already hungry from the tiring emotion-filled day alone and now she's about to move the furniture one by one starting with the smallest, the adorable nightstand.

…

It was very dark when she opened the door, and it creaked loudly to which she grimaced at, hoping that no one heard that? The princess stuck her head out through the narrow gap, large enough to fit, and peeked around the ship. Her eyes scanning at every direction to see if there is any crew to be seen, but none she could spot after twenty full minutes passed. So the princess deemed it safe, and proceeded to opened the door wider and took one step out, then another step, another step, head turning to every direction just in case, to watch out for anyone… And she's out of her room.

Louise looked around again, and only then she came to realize how incredibly large this ship is. She turned back to the deck, the door below that leads to her room and saw the captain's deck just above. How big that is, too. And curiosity catching her mind, she walked towards it. Walked towards, walked up the few flight of stairs and reaching onto where the darn captain stood. And again, the area alone is big, almost as big as the kitchen back in her castle. She snapped out of the thoughts upon catching sight of a man standing behind the sheep's wheel and Louise stopped in her steps. Watching him, and seeing that he doesn't noticed her being here, Louise quickly, silently turned around and started walking away to get off the deck—she has a bigger priority, to find the kitchen for food and she hopes the food is good. Even if it is not of royal quality, any simple food would do. The poor princess Louise is simply starving, and bread sounds the most delicious at the moment.

The only place she could think of where the kitchen would be being downstairs and it was a nightmare for her to go down, having to walk past several rooms where that must be the crew are sleeping. The narrow hallway stank, smelt of damp clothes and… feet. It stinks so bad! Louise had to hold her breath, keep her eyes forward and just, just keep walking. Pay no mind to the loud snoring noises, how dark it is right now because the fire is burning slowly in every of the lantern hung all across the walls.

Up ahead, at the very end of the hallway, there's a room and no door. It's bright! Louise almost jogged towards it, reaching there, she could smell food, smell the scent of spices, herbs, and boy it sure riled up her hunger. Louise was growing impatient and was bound smiling upon entering the kitchen. She easily assumed it a kitchen, spotting the several rows of cupboard on the wooden walls, catching sight of plenty jars filled with raw ingredients inside, the sink far left on the wall and how big it is! Opposite of the sink is the cabinet, and she saw two, three, cutting boards placed atop and knives in variety of sizes sprawled around.

Cabbages, slices of carrots, pieces of lettuce were bunched up on all three of the cutting board rather messily. Louise approached that same cabinet, glancing down on the vegetables and she picked up a piece of the carrot slices, popping one into her mouth and happily munching on it.

"Now I didn't think I'd catch a fresh, beauty meat such as ya!" A voice spoke—rather loudly which caught Louise in surprise, the princess almost squeaked in response but she immediately slapped her palm to her mouth and swallowed the carrot slice first!

"Whoa, whoa," the voice spoke once again, and reached to hold Louise's shoulder gently. "Settle down, I ain't going ta attack ya, my lady."

Louise inhaled slowly, and then dropped her hand. She turned to this person and to her utmost surprise, (again), it's a woman.

A very beautiful one, in fact. "You're…" The princess uttered, and the woman flashed a wide grin, squeezing the princess's shoulder in reassurance.

"I'll said it again, my lady. I ain't going ta attack ya, and here, grab a seat!"

…

Louise was silent, and had her eyes glued to who she assumes is the chef here, currently scooping hot broth into a bowl and the princess's mouth watered from the smell alone. And the chef soon spun around, approached the table the princess sat at, setting the bowl of broth in front of her. She had grabbed a spoon as well and gave it to the princess, who eagerly took it from her and was quick to take the first sip!

The chef took a sit right across the princess, and smiled.

"And where are my manners? Darn, my name is Irisko. Nice to meet ya, princess!"

Irisko was tan, like any others on this ship and her long, messily tied hair is in the colour of auburn. Her eyes were red, crimson red and piercing. Her lips still curled into a pleasant smile and Louise felt a little bashful, seeing this woman's beautiful smile. Bashful and happy is how the princess would describe her feelings at this current moment, happy because she met the first person on this ship who's not trying to mess with her, rape her (threatened like that certain someone did), like the others—Louise shook her head, as she much rather enjoys the broth and the loaf of bread Irisko just set on a plate for her!

"Louise… That's my name, and it's nice to meet you too," she said and took a piece of the bread slice she proceeds to dip into the broth and eat it afterwards.

Louise didn't notice, Irisko's smile fell as she had leaned close and seemingly frown at the princess's appearance; bags under the eyes seemingly swollen, and around the edges, it was staining red. The blond hair all tousled up, tangled, and Irisko raised a brow in question as she leans back into her chair.

"I take it that, ya and the cap didn't get along? Word spread around quickly on this ship and the boys boast about how angry he was, even threw the plate of food I made for him into the ocean."

The poor princess paused eating and gazed up from the bowl to the Irisko, only to look back down a second later and put the spoon down. "…" Louise sighed, "That bastard isn't exactly nice," said Louise.

"He made a big deal about me wanting a room for myself and he… he…"

"He…?" By this point, Irisko had her arms on the table and a curious expression all across her feature as she leaned close again! What is it that the princess is about to tell now that she looks disgusted?

"He actually teased about forcing sex upon me, raping me."

The look on Louise face was complete disgust and anger, and, what made Irisko worry is when the princess was tearing up. Irisko acted quickly, getting off of her seat and raced to sit next to the poor, poor princess which made the chef felt very, very angry towards her captain now because she'll admit—there are times Luciano can be a complete asshole, a first class asshole and millions of time had Irisko always let it slide because it didn't seem to matter, it was just the usual in being an asshole about gold, fortune, all that, but this?!

Irisko isn't about to let this one go, this matter of joking about rape to a woman! Louise had begun crying and Irisko wrapped her hands around the blond, who's both wailing and… crying out her complaints.

"Who does he think he is?!"

"He thinks he's so good in whatever he does but he's an ass!"

"Oh, I'm captain of this ship, listen to me and my lame pirate coat! His coat is so ugly!"

"Blue doesn't match with his skin, it's so ugly!"

"He's so ugly! His entire self is ugly!"

"Seriously, blue coat and black boots?! Eww!"

Irisko had to admit, she wasn't sure whether to laugh, or to feel just as angry but her heart decided, for laughing. The poor chef was holding a fit of giggle while patting Louise on her back. She had never once heard anyone besides herself who can complain about the captain of this ship, much less his fashion tastes which Louise slaps an entire label on it of "UGLY."

"Blue, black, and gold, how hideous is that?! Hideous as his attitude!"

…

The entire night was filled with loud, noisy complaints from the princess and no one could blame her, Irisko somewhat understood through the princess's angry chewing on the bread, impatient scooping of the broth she had demanded a refill over four times in a row and she had finished her fifth, the sad, sad tears streaming down her fair, plump cheeks and overall the continuous insults she blasts about Luciano. Irisko still sat beside the princess, having an arm around her shoulder, occasionally squeezing out of assurance and comfort. Irisko felt sorry for Louise here, the only other woman asides herself on this ship and it wouldn't be the same for her because one, Louise is a princess. Two, Louise is still a princess.

A princess had never been in this kind of situation before, much less being directly thrown into a ship filled with men and a pervert being the captain—a perverted man being very, very upfront about it. All these men lumped together are just a bunch of selfish and greedy bastards who know nothing but to chase after fortune, and how is a princess supposed to cope with a situation such as this? If ask Irisko, the only reason the chef was able to survive, the chef was keen on to show to all the crew of this ship her reason to not mess with her through a series of punches, kicks thrown at those who dare to even try to approach her and it did not take long for them to receive the message—but, Louise?

She's just a princess, a lonely girl lost in this world of madness.

Literally, madness. Have you ever seen how men go crazy over gold?

Back to Louise, she's just a princess who shouldn't even be here and Irisko felt utterly sorry for this girl. Alone and surrounded by these men who are, of course, strong, and perverted. Especially the captain. The crew of this ship can get along, but the presence of this beauty such as Louise on this ship, Irisko honestly felt like you just threw a piece of meat directly at a pack of hyenas. And that is not good at all, which is why, soon as Louise had calmed down and ceased her cries, Irisko suggested she'll accompany the princess back to her room and stay with her, to which the princess was very grateful about and it showed through her face in that instant a flash of gratefulness shone in her eyes. Irisko had to admit, then, Louise looked incredibly cute and it's as if her heart was pierced.

"A- Anyway, I'll just clean this up first. We'll go right after." It felt sinful, thinking that if she remained by the princess's side, it'd mean she'd have the princess to herself! Irisko immediately found herself feeling like an idiot for thinking that, but, really, Louise is just darn cute!

…

As promised, Irisko remained by the princess's side after beckoning her to sleep, and rearranging every single furniture back to its places because when Irisko entered, it was a mess! Louise explained how she barricaded the door which is why, she and the captain got into a fight. Because Louise refused to face him and eat, and he for some reason lost his patience.

Irisko found that situation rather ridiculous—there was no absolute reason you would want to be angry towards an individual refusing to eat, and as Irisko sat down beside the bed the princess currently slept on, an idea hit. Shining, too, as it could prove to help the poor princess out. And the idea happened to be, talking to the captain.

Luciano will always be the first one to wake up, as soon as dawn rises and Irisko glanced out to the window to see the sky not as dark as the previous hour, and then towards the clock hanged on the wall; right on the mark of four in the morning.

Louise is still asleep and Irisko tucked the princess in once again, before leaving the room to head back to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast for the captain first. Who isn't a picky eater and Irisko was lucky to find the there's still more broth and she only had to heat it up, maybe add some more vegetables?

Meat would be good, too. Just for some flavour and variety, and they still have some left, enough to last for a good two weeks until they reach a harbour and the harbour happens to have a town resting beside where Irisko could get one of the crews to run an errand, get all food supplies onto this ship to last them the entire journey until they reach their destination. How long was it, Irisko somewhat forgotten? She much rather focuses on her cooking, adding in the ingredients she chose and stirring all around before letting it simmer and cook good.

Irisko set a loaf of bread onto the plate, placing it on the table followed with a cup of tea she had prepared right after and as always, add three teaspoon of sugar as the captain prefers. After placing the cup of tea on the table, and the bowl of broth she just poured into, she was perfectly in time just as she hears the sound of the heels of a certain someone's pair of boots marching close into the kitchen and the chef looked up to him with a small smile, "Good morning, cap."

Luciano walked in, nodding to the chef's agreement as acknowledgement and took his seat Irisko pushed for him. Without further ado, the captain immediately took the first sip from his tea and giving no mind to when Irisko sat beside him.

It was silent when he started to eat, and Irisko is staring directly at him. Thinking, how she would initiate this conversation…

"Ya wouldn't guess who I met in the middle of the night!" She began, and flashed her all too well grin towards the captain who still remained quiet whilst eating.

"Princess Louise, and boy I pity her, she was starving. I gave her some food, and she was quick ta finish it. She really liked the food." Irisko knew she hit the jackpot as soon as she caught Luciano stopping in his action. He was about to raise the spoon to his mouth but he paused when hearing what Irisko just said, who still grinned.

"Later on, we talked. We talked a lot, and I found out some things from her," the chef continued watching her captain, eating slowly and he looks like he's trying not to look this way.

"By some things, I mean by how ya were treating her harshly and ya even threatened to starve her, cap. That's kinda bad."

"Your point is?" He asked, and the chef raised an eyebrow, thinking that as if he doesn't know what her point is to her telling him about this.

"Ta ask ya ta be kinder ta her, Luciano."

Luciano glanced up, frowning. "…So you're saying, we should treat the princess like the supposed royalty now, huh?"

Irisko frowned back at him. "Well, of course! She is a princess! And a princess's heart is fragile the same as every other woman, even me, Luciano. But ya don't have ta go all ya way out having to parade all over her to make it a royalty style treatment, just be kind."

"She IS ALSO a prisoner, Irisko. And do you suppose if we capture someone, we should treat them all fine and nicely? Oh, then, we should have treated those royal guards we caught before with the same treatment you are suggesting towards the princess?"

Irisko was taken aback. "What? Wait, I—"

"Sure, let's have fucking fun with them and drink and we can accept an arrest before we know it—not. We do not treat prisoners as friends and besides, chances are, she might escape right under our noses the moment we all get cosy with her and boom, no gold received!"

"…" The chef, having slide off all his nasty attitude, only coming to realize how utterly idiotic he can be right now! And Irisko felt angry, terribly angry because she will repeat again, he sounds like a complete idiot and the anger showed as she slammed her fist onto the table, successfully catching the captain's attention who finally glanced towards her in mild surprise and catching how furious she seems at this moment.

"Luciano Vargas. Do ya realize how stupid ya sounded?! Listen to ya'self, ya are putting piles of gold as top priority over the safety and wellbeing of a girl, the princess is just a girl, Luciano. And ya think someone as her could go around escaping?"

"She's tired, she's alone, and she's scared. She's scared of everyone in this ship, she's scared of ya the most. All I'm asking of ya is ta be nice to her, Luciano."

It fell silent, and two were left gazing into each other's eyes. Irisko awaited her captain's response, watching his every movement as he picked up where he left off to finish the remaining bit of the broth. Finishing the last piece of bread, Irisko just kept her eyes on him until he turned his face away, a signature move that he's unsatisfied added with a quick sigh after he took a deep breath, and then…

Luciano returned his gaze towards the chef and said, "Fine."

"Fine, I'll try to be a 'nice' person. But, if this leads to her escape, you will be blamed for everything."

To this, Irisko rolled her eyes in response and scoffed. "We got two weeks, cap. Two weeks until the next stop, and we'll see. Then you'll eat your words the moment ya see that she didn't escape."

The chef watched her captain leave afterwards with a small, satisfied smile curled on her lips as she was glad that she could reach to an agreement with ol' Luciano there! This wasn't the first time the chef had ever argued with him over several things, making him to agree with her just to make things better. Such as right now, to ask him to not be an asshole towards the princess and that reminded Irisko to quickly prepare and bring breakfast over to the princess!

Here is chapter 2! Not much that I have to say here, but, as always thank you for reading! Next chapter should be exciting because Luci and Louise would be on each other's throat the moment they meet, pfft—chapter 3 is coming soon!