A/N: You guys are lucky I love you, I'm publishing this late at night before I go into work, 3rd shift-

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter and all of the effort we have put into it!

Rated MA for mature events and some darker moments.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. If I did, it would be a hella more gay.


The Frenchman was about to get everything he'd ever wanted. More magic to obtain, some riches that he could carry, and a significant other he wouldn't outlive. What more could he ask for? Well, there was many things but these were what he wanted most. In all honesty he had grown lonely these past centuries, maybe after traveling around with the siren they could settle down. He could buy a very nice house on the coast for them. Peaceful.

Now he was getting too far ahead of himself. Alfred was doing this for his own reasons, not because he wanted to be with him. Francis returned about fifteen minutes later with a tray of food and two bottles of rum. Kicking the door closed behind him the pirate brought the food over.

"Not the best but its edible... We'll get better food when we make port." He said setting the tray on the table and took the bottle of rum to sip at. "Or you can have your pick of my crew and we can feast."

Alfred sat up as the pirate walked back in, bringing his knees to his chest as he eyed the food hungrily. "I'll leave your crew alone for now." Was his response. "I cannot really walk yet, I'll pick some of them off when I can actually move quick." He murmured then, looking up at his companion with bright, mischievous eyes. There was no doubt that Alfred was going to take his pick of the man's crew when he could maneuver well.

This whole situation would work well for the young Siren. He wanted to see the world out of the waters. Eat strange, human food. And with Francis being immortal, Alfred would be able to see everything. No fear that his now mate-for-life would die of old age. But what they would do after Alfred saw everything, he had no clue. A Siren's word was often binding, and since he promised to stay by Francis' side always, he wondered what they would do with their life afterward. What exactly did humans do when they weren't sailing the waters, anyway?

"So, you said that you are immortal. So, how old are you?" He questioned, straightening his legs out again. "I'm only in my first 100's, so I'm kind of like... 17 in Siren years." Alfred rambled on. The blonde really was a talkative one if people let him!

Francis sat down on the bed with the siren and munched at the food. He had to think for a moment about how long he had been alive. "Hm... I think somewhere around five centuries..." The pirate said unsure about the specific number. "At least five hundred years. I guess that makes me pretty old in siren years, right?" He asked and laughed.

The pirate offered some of the food to Alfred and watched him eat. "Tell me more about yourself Alfred" He said with a curious gaze. He rather liked listening to his guest. The creature was so beautiful and interesting, Francis wished to know everything about him.

Alfred happily ate his share, regardless of the quality. Food was food, and he was starving. He paused for a moment, shrugging at Francis. "My dad is 800 human years. You'd be considered pretty young still." He explained.

Francis wanted to know more about Alfred, huh? Well, the prince was unsure of what to say. Most of it was pretty obvious. So instead he started with, "Well you were right earlier, I don't look like a royal because my real mom and dad were warriors. I was adopted after their deaths." Alfred had no problem telling the other. He couldn't miss people he couldn't remember. Though, he wanted to be a warrior more than a prince.

"And ah... let's see." He sheepishly grinned, tapping his chin. "I'm the reason a lot of the ships out here sink."

Wow, Alfred was boring. His life was boring. "I'm 116 in human years, I guess." He watched the other, indecisive. What was there to tell? "I actually hate living in the water as a royal, to be honest."

The pirate listened and smiled at the oh-so familiar story. It was like his own, not exactly but they both had a life they didn't want so they ran away. Now able to have the life they wanted. "Mhm, You're just like me. I was a prince, born to be king of France." He said and gestured to the painting. "I didn't want to be king of a nation. There were too many rules, responsibilities. I needed freedom, power I could use to rule with no restrictions."

He explained and offered the siren the rum. What was a siren like with alcohol? Well the pirate was going to find out. "Well now you can be a warrior for me~ While I'm attacking a ship from above the surface you can attack from below, we'll make a great team."

It was so strange, hearing a story so similar to his own. Honestly, Alfred never would have thought this pirate was of royal background. Then again, Alfred didn't look like a prince, either. The two of them were pretty alike, weren't they? "So you ran away. Kinda like I did..."

He listened to what Francis had to say about attacks, giving a nod. "I could do that." Extending a tan hand, he grasped the bottle of rum, looking it over carefully. It wasn't poison, obviously. He could trust this pirate. Francis needed Alfred alive in order to get the magic and treasures he wanted. That, and he promised Alfred the best treatment.

"What is this?" He finally questioned, opening up the bottle. The smell was strong, no doubt about it. Alfred was going to drink it anyway, it was a human thing! He lifted the bottle to his lips and to a small chug, quickly wrinkling his nose, pulling the bottle away with a cough. Even the taste was strong! "Gleck..." Alfred wasn't sure if he would like it, but it went down his stomach with a warm feeling.

Francis couldn't help but laugh, it was the reaction he expected for someone who never had a drink before. "Haha! That is called alcohol. Its a special drink that humans use to relax. But it usually makes them act stupid and do things they normally wouldn't." The pirate explained and took the bottle back to gulp a good portion down. "This brand is rum, which is fairly strong... It doesn't have the weird effect on me since I've been drinking it all my life."

The pirate set the food back on to the table and flopped back on his plush bed, drinking the rest of the bottle. He was silent for a few minutes then looked to Alfred. "Do you know what kinds of treasures are in your home? Ancient artifacts, Aztec gold? Anything that needs to be locked up?"

Why drink something that makes you act stupid?" Alfred mumbled, shaking his head. Humans and Sirens really were different in some ways, that was for sure. Alfred rested his weight back on his hands, leaning back comfortably. This life would certainly be interesting.

"I don't really know. My father is good at keeping our treasure caves heavily guarded and closed off. Other places in the palace and kingdom aren't as protected even though they also hold treasures." He explained, looking at Francis. "I mean, we have tons of magical artifacts, some that are rumored to 'come from the gods'." Alfred smiled, not caring in the slightest of any treasures. "Weird, healing stones, treasures from centuries ago. That... and our prized possession..."

Alfred's blue eyes gleamed, a grin twisting onto his lips. It was the only 'treasure' Alfred found interesting. "We have the trident of Poseidon. Or rather, that's what my father says. It's a long story, but he claims we were trusted with the trident by Poseidon when the humans and gods went to war a long time ago."

"Because humans are idiots." He said simply and stared at the bottle. Listening to Alfred his eyes widened and he sat up quickly. "Trident of Poseidon?" Francis echoed and stared at the siren wide-eyed. "With that one could rule the sea itself..." He said and looked away thinking.

This would require a plan, heavily guarded areas. Francis didn't know how well he could fight well under water. This would require alot more from him. The pirate climbed off the bed and when to his bookshelf, taking out a large old book and quickly flipped through the pages. "New plan... I'll have to become a siren to break in." He said and went to his potion's cabinet to look for the ingredients for this new potion. After a moment he paused and turned to Alfred. "I'll kill anyone who gets in my way, your friends and family. Will you be able to live knowing you helped me?"

Alfred paled, going quiet for a moment. His family and friends could be killed. Somehow, the prince knew that was highly possible. He sat up completely, sitting crisscross and staring down at his lap in thought. He was honestly unsure how he would react if he witnessed his love ones die.

"I probably won't be able to forgive myself, but I gave my word that I would help you." He gave a happy yet bitter smile, looking up to the man near the cabinet. "I'm probably really selfish... but I want to see the world, nothing will stop that..." Alfred stood up on his own, glad he had enough balance to keep his footing.

"After all, you promise me human things, and I promised you treasure... that doesn't change," Mumble Alfred, playing with the waist of his trousers in thought. Really, he would do anything to see the world, even if it meant becoming empty from watching his loved ones die. "Can I convince you to knock them unconscious instead of killing them?" He tried.

The pirate turned back to work on the potion, adding the blood he took from Alfred earlier. That would be the key part to make this potion work. "I don't have any magic or weapons that could stun..." He said with a frown then thought for awhile. Letting the potion sit he came back over to Alfred. "Do siren's songs work on other sirens?... You could sing to put them to sleep." Francis suggested.

"I don't know... I mean, I have never tried my songs on my own kind before... there's no sure way to know if it'll work." Alfred frowned, deep in thought. What if it didn't work, and he had to watch people die? He looked at Francis. Alfred had promised him that he would keep Francis safe while they were under water.

"They might let me take it right out, to be honest... I mean, I am the prince." He murmured with a shrug, debating his different options. "But I kinda doubt it... if it comes down to it, I suppose you'll have no other choice than to kill people. Well, I'm not very moral, and I eat humans, so I'd be a hypocrite if I hated you for it."

The captain nodded and petted the siren's head. "We'll try it. If it doesn't work I'll try not to fatally wound them..." Francis said though he couldn't promise that no one would die. The pirate moved back to his potion and looked over his spell book that had the recipe, reading it over to make he was making it right. "Things will work out in the end. For us that is, because in the end the only one you can trust is yourself."

Alfred fixed his hair with a huff, most of his messy blonde hair cooperating, falling into place. His cowlick was another story. Instead of trying to fight with it, the siren left alone. He thought about Francis' words, furrowing his brow. "That's a lonely way to live if you don't trust at least one person." He mumbled, walking carefully to stand next to the pirate, curious about this potion.

"You said you had to become one of my kind." He started, peering at the book. Alfred had dabbled in potions and magic plenty of times, but never had he heard of a potion turning a human into a merperson, or a siren. "Does this potion wear off?" Alfred continued to question, running a hand through his own hair, stifling a yawn. Magic bored him most of the time, he saw too much of it. "So this means you won't need me to kiss you, right?" It wasn't that he cared, the prince just wanted to make sure that if things did turn bad, he wouldn't have to stop in the middle of the fighting to kiss Francis. That would get them both killed. Or Alfred, at least. Sirens, not the most forgiving people. They'll want Alfred's head for helping Francis out. It was all or nothing for the Alfred.

"Its a shape-shifting potion." Francis said as he mix the potion in the small cauldron before setting it on a small stand. With a snap of his fingers a fire lit underneath the cauldron to boil it. "Using your blood it'll turn me in a siren." He explained and looked back into the spellbook. "I believe this potion will last a whole day, though I'm sure we'll get the treasure and be gone before it wear off..."

He looked to Alfred and smirked, such a beautiful young man. "Mhm, not for the reason to breathe under water. But I'll be kissing you alot." Francis said and reached over to caress the other's face. "Its a human's way of showing affection."

"Affection." Alfred repeated, wondering how a pirate could have such soft hands. "That's the same for my people, I just thought you were kissing me for the ability." He murmured, tilting his head while he thought. Francis was kind to him now, especially since Alfred agreed to help and stay by his side. The siren had no clue about human affections, other than kissing. "We usually give gifts and songs as signs of affection."

Alfred enjoyed how intelligent Francis was, he was unlike others Alfred had spied on and ate. And even the prince knew this captain was attractive. And they did have a very long time together to learn many things from each other. "Oh, so that's why you bottled my blood." Alfred spoke up again, his eyes lighting up with curiosity dancing within them as he gazed at the flames. That was fire, right? Alfred had seen it a few times on certain ships before they sank, but he had never gotten this close.

"So that's fire." He mumbled. "In my home, magic keeps our homes lit, and fire isn't something we can have deep below, consciously." He grinned. Alfred was just pleased with even the simple things.

"We gives gifts too, not often songs..." He said and thought for a moment. "Don't know how good of singer I am but I can play a few instruments." Francis said thinking of things to do that Alfred might like, he had to think of some things to keep the siren happy these years to come. "Humans are a very... physical species" Francis explained softly.

Looking back to the potion he nodded. "oui, you cant have fire under water. Unless it was powerful magic, even still it would last long" He said and watched it cook, grabbing a spoon to stir the potion.

Alfred smiled. He liked instruments. Hell, Alfred liked music almost as much as food! The Siren looked back, sitting on the bed once more. "Physical... you mean like the mating for fun physical?" Alfred questioned curiously, watching Francis with the potion. It was nice to watch someone that wasn't of his kind making magical potions. Hell, before this Alfred had no clue humans could. Francis was special, too!

"We don't really need fire anyway," He gushed out, shifting to get comfy, "Like, we eat fish and humans the way they are, and we don't really feel cold. So even if we had fire, it would be worthless to us."

The pirate hummed in amusement. "There's more contact then just mating, human's call it 'foreplay'. But I cause it teasing." Francis said with a grin and sniffed at the potion, gagging a bit. "Ugh, I hope I made this right..." He frowned and looked at the book again. "That because you scaly tails are cold-blooded." He said and glanced to Alfred. "But at the moment you have a human body, so you need the warmth."

"Let me see!" Alfred pipes up, hopping up right away. Whether he had gotten comfy or not, this was something Alfred knew well. "While I know nothing about mating, or this foreplay thing, but I know a thing or two about potions." Alfred mused, peering over at the liquid. He couldn't read the words on the pages, but the young siren at least knew a thing or two to make potions like this work. "Did you try your own blood in it too?" Alfred questioned with a shrug, glancing at Francis.

"I'm not the best at the whole magic thing, but I would watch my guardian make potions left and right." He explained. "Though the most she ever did was change a shark into a trout, and she would mix the blood." Alfred finished with a mumble. "Ah, never mind... I don't know for sure if it would help, and I don't want to ruin your potion."

The pirate looked over at Alfred with a raised brow in uncertainly. "How can you possibly make potions underwater? the liquids would dissolve in the water and contaminate it..." He questioned and looked back to the book. "Ah! I know what it needs" He said and went over to an overflowing chest of gold and jewels, taking out a necklace of pearls to add to the potion. The color then changing and the smell became sweet. "Perfect~"

The prince stuck his tongue out at Francis, crossing his arms with a small pout. "You should know better than most people that my home is fool of magic. There are plenty of ways to keep water out of potions. Although our potion making methods are a lot different than yours, we do not have fire, and we have these little, bubble like things to keep our ingredients safe."

Alfred gave a huff then, walking back over to sit on the captain's bed, watching him with content. He didn't mind the male's skepticism, there were many things that the prince's kind could do, while the humans could not. And vice versa.

"It's better not to question some things you'll see and hear in my home, I'm not the best person to tell you." He sighed, "I'm almost like a kid to them after all, there's a lot I don't know about my world, either." He mumbled. It was true, after all. Being a prince, Alfred had been raised mostly inside, sheltered away from the others. Perhaps it was to keep him safe, but it was also the reason Alfred was so keen on leaving.

"I'm curious, how did you become immortal?" He questioned finally, looking up toward his companion. "I'm almost completely certain humans aren't immortal, so..." Alfred gave a curious smile. He would much rather hear about Francis and humans than talk about his own kind. His own kind was boring to him.

He blew out the fire and grabbed an empty bottle, taking the potion out to fill the bottle. The pirate hummed at he listened to Alfred, chuckling softly. "We aren't going to be able to do much sight-seeing while we're at your home." Francis commented and looked at the full bottle, setting it on the table.

He came over and joined on the siren on his bed. "When I ran away my goal is to seek out immortality. I feared death more than anything..." Francis said and looked to Alfred. "I met a god. The god of Shadow. I gave him my soul and he gave me a portion of his powers over Shadow, its a living element that he created. The magic he gave my will keep me alive as long as he is alive." The pirate explained and looked away. "Though receiving the magic, the Shadows has a dark effect on me... I think I'm more demonic then human any more."

"Well everything comes with a price... Even your humanity." Alfred simply mumbled in return, taking all of this information in. Alfred didn't know what it must be like to fear death. Merfolk did die all the time, but not from old age. If a siren remained sheltered and away from other creatures, they could live forever. However, other creatures in the sea could eat them, they could be killed by humans, and numerous other things.

"So what will you do if you obtain the trident?" Alfred asked softly, laying back on the bed with a small flop. He eyed the pirate over, stifling a yawn. "I mean, that thing can start, and stop, wars, control the waters, and a whole bunch of other things."

Francis shrugged and pulled Alfred into his arms, running his finger's through the siren's hair. "Hm, I don't mind being a monster. Just as long as I can look this sexy forever." He smirked and pecked Alfred's lips. At the moment he was too distracted by the siren to think about the trident. "End battles you say?... Well, my home has been at war with a neighboring area for almost a century. I think I might end that fighting."

Alfred relaxed somewhat in the man's arms, noticing now how the warmth did make a difference. The heat seemed nice, he decided, pecking Francis on the lips once as well. The should-be warrior was more than happy to kiss the man's lips. Not entirely for the affection, but because he liked thinking he was acting like a human.

Alfred simply grinned. Francis wasn't really a monster, it seemed. However, the younger had never seen how demonic he could be, only knowing him for a few short hours. While Francis seemed distracted by the Siren, it was quite the opposite for Alfred. His mind raced back and forth between humans and sirens, back to the trident and betraying his own kind.

"That's not like a monster, Francis." He finally piped up, scratching at his thumb nail in thought. "Monsters worsen wars not end them."

The Frenchman chuckled. "I'd worsen the war if my home was winning, but they're doing rather poorly..." He said as he caressed the Siren's face and soft skin. So beautiful, so pure and all his. Francis was quite tempted on having his way with the teen siren, but then it would most likely scare him off and refuse to help him.

"After that... Hm, think I'll use the trident to kill off all my rivals." He continued thinking out loud. "I'll be the most powerful pirate on the seas, no one would dare threaten me and I'll be able to get anything I want." Francis said and smiled. "And get you anything you want~"

/That/ response was more like a human. Alfred simply grinned happily, reaching his hand up to play with the other's hair. "I can't blame you, that's a lot of power." He responded, biting the inside of his cheek as he thought. "Anything I want..." Alfred mused, smiling contently and sighing. "I just wanna do things humans do, really. Or rather. I wanna see how you guys work, like I said before."

The siren shifted slightly, as if uncomfortable with a thought. "I suppose that means mating for... fun." Alfred huffed, running his fingers through the hair on Francis' head that he could reach. Pleasantly soft, he noticed. Well, he assumed that's what soft human hair felt like. He didn't really know. "I also thought I would convince some human woman to mate with me, have her bare my child... and then I would eat her." Alfred smiled innocently, as if what he said was the most normal thing in the world. "I guess I can't eat you though, huh?"

Francis gazed at the hand in his hair then to the siren's expression. As Alfred spoke he didn't like what he was hearing. "humans are boring. I don't know why you'd want to be like them..." He muttered displeased with the whole situation now. The pirate rolled his eyes about eating the mate and left the bed to go grab his bottle of rum. He gulped most of the bottle down and sighed. He wasn't going to get what he needed from this siren, maybe he should just kill Alfred once he's got the trident. "If you tried I would rip your teeth out one by one." He glared at the siren and took another sip of rum.

Alfred winced at the glare that was aimed at him, quickly casting his gaze down at the bed. The sudden mood change easily reminded the prince of how he was treated his first moments on the ship. Alfred had just spoke his mind, was that wrong? He slowly curled his fingers to grip the fabric of his trousers, listening to the treat Francis bestowed upon him.

"I wouldn't actually try to eat you..." He spoke up softly, furrowing his brow. "I wouldn't help you betray my people, just to turn around and eat you." Alfred let out a sigh, feeling slightly, just slightly, upset. Before this moment, Alfred had high hopes that what Francis had promised him to be true. "You promised me things and sights, so why by the gods would I actually try to eat you? And I doubt I would be able to mate with a woman, anyway." The siren frowned, glancing up at the pirate. "I promised to stay by your side... and my kind lives by their promises until the day they die." Maybe for Alfred that day would he quite soon. The look Francis held toward him was no longer inviting.

The pirate's glare didn't falter or soften for Alfred. "I'm not worried about you eating me." He said leaning against the table. He watched the siren shift on the bed, his harsh gaze making the other start to doubt him. Francis in truth rarely kept his promises, mostly because what the other promised wasn't enough or wasn't what he wanted.

"Oui, you promised to stay by my side because of what you could get from me." Francis said downing his bottle then throwing it, it just missing the siren's head and smashed on the wall. "I don't need you to get the trident! I can easily go to your home and kill every single siren in your home and swim right out with it!" He snarled to Alfred, eyes turning pitch black as he stepped towards the bed.

"Now tell me Alfred..." Francis grabbed the siren by the hair and pulled him close. "Do you cold blooded creatures feel anything at all? Do you even have a heart? I could tear you open and we can find out..."

Alfred barely had time to react and process the bottle smashing close to his face, before giving a small yelp. Pulling at his hair hurt, and he narrowed his blue eyes, irritated now. What had Alfred seen different about this man? Technically human or not, he /still/ acting like the type of people Alfred imagined killing his parents. The words that Francis spoke enraged him, a scowl twisting his lips. "Of course I have a heart, Captain Francis." Alfred sneered. "If you can get it yourself, why even bother here with me? Or is it because you don't even know where to go?"

The young prince tried not to show how hurt he was. Alfred was stupid... he should have known better than anyone that sweet, kind words meant nothing, he was a damn Siren, after all! And when Alfred was riled up, there was no stopping himself from saying what pops in his head, stupid or not. "No, you see, here's the line between our kinds. My kind? If we promise something, we stick by our words. Your kind?" The siren licked his drying lips. Inside, he was terrified and angry. "Your kind only says what others want to hear, and then stab them in the back."

He narrowed his black eyes that mirrored Alfred's reflection. Francis didn't like it but the siren wasn't wrong. "Why bother with you? Because I want you..." Francis answered glaring down at the siren. "The moment I pulled you on deck I needed you with me." The pirate said and let go of the Siren, turning away. "Being how I am, there is no human that wishes to be with me. For a moment I had hope with you." He said turning to glare back to Alfred. "You looked disgusted when I spoke about mating and staying with me, and you're wondering why I'm angry right now?" The pirate asked and scoffed, this must be his curse to be alone with no one who understands and want him.

"I never promised anything, I simply said what I could do for you." He said crossing his arms over his chest. "You wish to use me for your own selfish ends, and you don't even care if your family and friends die in the process. If anyone is the heartless monster here, its you."

Alfred couldn't help but give a scoff, rubbing the sore part of his head tenderly. The siren was a heartless monster, huh? Alfred did care what happened to his loved ones, and he knew deep down he would die for them. "I would die for my people..." Alfred spoke quietly, bringing his knees to his chest. "I love them. But I would leave them to explore the world. But if I had to, I would take any blow directed at them, meaning if you tried to hurt them without reason, I would die trying to protect them."

The prince stood up then, listening to everything else Francis had to say. He groaned, running a hand down his tan face. "Forgive my disgusted face, but I don't even know how mating works, as I told you before. Men do not have the same parts as a woman, even I know that. So as I said before to you, I would stay with you as long as I shall live, but I don't see how males can mate for pleasure with each other. I think it's impossible. I was confused, not disgusted. Maybe you should learn how to read people a little better." Alfred snapped, crossing his arms. It wasn't as if he could run away, walking was hard for him. Not to mention he had made a promise. Maybe this pirate really didn't promise anything, and it was Alfred's own fault for being to eager to think everything through. It was stupid and childish for him to fall for anything a human had said.

"Were you even going to do any of those things, or were you just saying those things to get what you wanted out of me?" He demanded softly, gazing back at the captain. "We're both selfish monsters then. You can't just blame me, and I can't blame you. I want to see the world and learn about humans, and you want a mate for life, and power. We need each other, right?" It seemed those lessons about monarch politics his adopted father made him take finally came in handy. He would bargain with Francis, then. If the ship owner didn't like Alfred, oh well. At this point, Alfred himself didn't know what to think. The only thing on his mind was survival. He would feel bad about everything later.

"How about this..." Alfred turned away, clucking his tongue in thought. He had to come up with something, anything to ensure his life, and travels. "I will stay with you as long as you want me to, and learn to love you. In this time, I will do whatever you say, and trust you. This includes the ridiculous mating thing, and using me as an advantage to other ships." He turned his head back to look at Francis. "Do we have a deal?"

Listening to Alfred just angered the pirate with each passing moment. How the siren spoke was emotionless, simply making a deal. Francis turned around and back handed the siren, sending him falling back on the floor. "I don't want a /deal/!" He snapped at Alfred, stepping on his chest to keep him on the floor. "I told you what I could offer you, that still stands if what you do to make me happy."

The pirate moved away, taking a deep breath his eyes returned to normal. "You don't 'learn' to love someone, you either feel it or you don't." He said simply, going over to his desk to sit at. Crossing his arms the pirate started to think over what he could do with Alfred now. Something so emotionless was useless to him.

"I don't know what to do with you now..." He said gazing down at the siren, pondering his options. "I think if you don't show an interest in me I'll just keep you locked up. Maybe I could sell you, people would love to see a siren on display, or maybe dissect you to find out more about you." Francis threatened casually. "I don't really need that trident."

The prince groaned in pain as a response, closing his eyes for a moment. His face hurt, and Francis was non too gentle with his foot. He refused to speak now, mainly not wanting to cause himself more trouble. This was all his fault... Listening to the pirates threats, he trembled a little. Trying to sink this ship was turning into the worst mistake of his life. Alfred was honestly afraid as he finally sat up, rubbing his face. It stung, and he was sure it would be sore for days to come.

He looked over at Francis, only a tiny bit of hurt in his eyes. Alfred had just spoken honestly, and it had gotten him in trouble. While he wasn't one for begging, Alfred didn't want to be sold or die, either. "Do what you want..." Alfred muttered, tilting his head to look at the floor. It was safer for him to stay on the ground. He didn't know what would happen if he stood back up. He pursed his lips, not wanting to say another word. His mouth was getting him in trouble, as it always seemed to do.

Francis was silent for a few minutes, thinking over what he could do with the siren. Silent he stood and shrugged off his jacket, leaving it on the chair as he headed back over to the bed. "I want you to take off your clothes." He said as he sat on the bed, kicking his shoes off and waited for Alfred. "I'm going to show you how males mate." The pirate unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside, if he wasn't going to keep the siren around might as well have some fun with him first.