A/N: After weeks of writer's block, I did it! Yay! Now here's chapter 3.

Chapter 3-Confess

I woke up at the same time Arthur did, and that was when Feliciano ran into the room telling us wake up. He said it would be chaos if the rest of the crew saw that the captain and I were in the same bed. Arthur and I both got up knowing Feliciano was right. Arthur faced the Italian man.
"Then it's your job to wake us up before anyone else wakes, Feliciano," he commanded.
"Ve, you got it, Captain Kirkland," Feli cheered. " Lily, I need you in the kitchen."
"Yes, sir," I smiled.

Feliciano smiled and left. He left the captain and me alone. It was very awkward for the first few minutes as we just sat there at the edge of his bed.

"Did you sleep well, Lily?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, I did."

A few more awkward moments passed as I slipped on my boots and put my hair up in a braid. I could feel him staring at me.
"Well, Feliciano needs me in the kitchen, so I better get going," I said, standing up.

I started to walk away when a hand grabbed mine and pulled me back. Arthur slipped on his coat and hat. He put his sheathed sword and pistol on his belt. Then he held his arm out to mine.
"Let me escort you there," he smiled. My hand found its way into the crease of his elbow like I had seen so many women do on land.

"You, Captain Kirkland, are more of a gentleman than the men I dealt with on land," I laughed. He laughed at my comment with me.

It wasn't hard to believe he was more of a gentleman. Most of the men I dealt with on land were just disgusting, usually drunk, pirates. At least, this crew had some class. I was quite happy about that.

The rest of the crew was asleep. The only ones not sleeping were Captain Kirkland, Feliciano, and me.

"Feliciano, keep this lovely lady out of trouble," Captain Kirkland said. " She seems to be a mischievous one. I figured that out last night."

My face went deep red as Feliciano laughed at the captain's statement like something had happened. The captain, noticing this, softly smirked. He went up the stairs and left.
"What happened last night, Lily?" Feliciano asked.
"Nothing you're thinking about," I answered.
"Right," he smirked.

"Just hush up you," I laughed.

I went right to cooking. The day was slowly dragging on, and by lunch, it felt as if it should have been late afternoon. I could say it was uneventful, but the slow day sped up when I heard clanking metal.

Feliciano and I go to each other with curiosity. Then, we headed upstairs slowly. Sure enough, something was going on as we stood in the doorway.

Alfred and Ludwig were dueling on deck. Captain Kirkland was in the crowd watching them. He slowly brought his eyes over to me.
"Oh great," I sighed.

"What is it, Lily?" Feliciano asked.

"The captain's smirking at me," I said. "I'm going to peel some potatoes before he gets an idea."

"That would be smart," Feliciano laughed as I went downstairs.

"Feliciano!" The captain yelled.

"Perfect, "I groaned under my breath.

"Tell Lillian to bring dinner to me in my cabin."

I sighed in relief as I walked down to finish dinner. I put some into a bowl for the captain. I got out of the galley doorway then yelled for the crew to eat. The one must've hurt me because he was waiting for me at the door.

"Go get yourself a plate," he said. "You're going to eat with me."

"Yes sir," I said, handing his plate off to him and turning back to the kitchen to get my own.

"Feli, I need my plate. I have to eat with the captain," I whispered.

"Oh, here you go."

"Grazie!"

Quickly went back to the captain's cabin.

"Miss White," Arthur asked, when I got inside," why did you give me the address to a pub?"

"Because I live and work there," I answered.

"So, I'm guessing Elizaveta and Roderick aren't your birth parents?" He asked.

"No," I sighed," they are my adopted parents."

A look of shock and some other emotion came across his face. He was actually almost painful to see.

"Can you tell me what happened?" He asked.

"When I was maybe seven, some help by no pirate killed my parents. They told me to hide in the forest hunting my house, so it would be safe, and they killed them and set the place on fire."

"What did the 'albino' look like?" Arthur asked. "Did you see?"

"He had silver-blonde hair, red eyes, and a German accent."

Arthur's face went dark. His hands were balled into fists, his teeth were clenched.

"Arthur, do you know that pirate?"

"Him and his two co-captains are the ones that took my brother. His name is Captain Gilbert Beilschmidt. I was going to trade him Ludwig for my brother."

"Why?"

"Ludwig is his brother." My eyes widened in shock.

"Beilschmidt took Peter with Ludwig joined my crew instead of his."

"That's terrible!" I sighed. "Captain, it seems you and I have more in common than we thought."

"It would seem so." Arthur's face contorted into his all too familiar smirk. "By the way, love, isn't this the address to the Bottle and Mug?"

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"I've eaten there a few times."

"Most recently being?" I asked.

"Most recently being two months ago, and I remember you served me."

"Two months ago, I was still cook. I only served once, and that was when Hannah fell."

His smirk grew. "Do you remember who you served?"

"A flirty bloke," I said, trying to remember. "He promised he would get me on his ship." Arthur began to laugh.

"And I kept that promise too."

I couldn't believe I didn't place it earlier. His appearance hadn't changed a bit.

"Git," I deadpanned. He only laughed.

"Don't worry. I actually didn't think about that when I captured you. It just worked out that way."

"It worked out that the world is conspiring against me?" I teased.

"From what Elizaveta told me, that flirty bloke store your heart," he teased.

"Hardly," I blushed.

"Why are you blushing, love?" He smirked.

"Shut your rum-drinking mouth," I laughed.

"Admit it," he said.

"Fine," I sighed, "I'll admit it. I couldn't stop thinking about you after that."

"Are you serious?"

"No," I smiled.

He smiled. "That's just mean."

"Since you're done eating, I'll take your plate to the kitchen," I replied trying to change the subject.

"Fine, but we will talk about this later."

"You sounded so much like a captain with that, Captain," I laughed.

"You're dismissed, Miss White," he laughed.

"Aye aye, Captain."

Soon as I walked out, the crew suffocating me questions about my "date" with the captain. I told them all it wasn't a date.

"Feliciano," I said, "I need more advice."

"Come tell your favorite Italian all about it," he laughed.

I explained to him the whole thing involving the coincidence at the pub. He didn't need to know about the albino pirate captain.

"Bella, you got yourself into something," he sighed as I washed dishes.

"What's worse is I think I'm falling for him," I added. "Knowing he is the bloke from the pub doesn't help me at all."

"I think it be best for you both if you pretend you don't like the way," he smiled, patting my back.

"Sooner said than done," I sighed.

"I know," he sighed. "Hey, how about I pretend to keep you busy."

"That could work," I smiled.

Wow footsteps thumped down the stairs. Alfred was less than sneaky.

"Hey, Feliciano," he smiled, "captain needs you in his cabin."

"Alright," Feliciano stuttered.

"Hiya, Miss Lily," he beamed.

"Hello, Alfred," I nodded.

"See you later, Lily," Feliciano laughed.

Feliciano left the Capt.'s cabin when I was dumping scraps overboard. He smirked as he waved to me.

"Feliciano, your smirking," I laughed as I went back into the galley. "It really doesn't suit you."

"Do you want to know what the captain talked to me about?"

"Do you really want to tell me?"

"Yes, I do," he smiled.

"Then sure, I want to know."

"He talked to me about a certain crew member. He said he was worried what might happen if he told the crew he loved her."

I dropped the bucket. Feliciano laughed.

"It's so cute in a way. You both asked me for advice about each other."

"You didn't tell him what I've been asking you about, did you?"

"Unfortunately, he made me. It made him smile though. He hasn't smiled in years."

"I need to think. See you later, Feli."

I leaned on the railing of the ship and looked at the sea. All of my scattered thoughts came at once. I couldn't tell you what they were except one. Arthur loves me. Knowing that fact made me smile. Why am I smiling? Do I love him back?

"So, by the confusion on your face, I'm guessing he told you."
"Yes," I said, trying to hide my blushing face him. He leaned on the rail beside me and stared at me. I looked at him for a second, and then looked away as my blushed suddenly grew. He chuckled.

"Love, you're adorable," he said, standing up straight. We stayed there for a few awkward moments.

"Lily, look at me," he, waste internment of facing a let down to hide, again, the blush painted on my face.

"You've found out a lot today, haven't you?"

"I have," I stuttered.

"Love, I would have to say this myself, do I?"

"If you want me to know what you're talking about, you do."

"I'm afraid your face might not handle it. Your blush looks like someone threw paintbrush on you."

"Oh, shut it," I laughed, embarrassed.

"I love you, Lillian White," he smiled.

I looked up to him, and at that moment he pressed his lips onto mine. I found myself kissing him back almost instantly. He wrapped his arms my waist and my arms snaked their way around his neck. Unfortunately, the world was conspiring against me. We heard giggling… Feliciano's giggling.

Arthur pulled away from me and walked over to the source of the giggling.

"What is he doing here with you?" He yelled.