I don't own Hetalia! Please read the A/N at the bottom!


As I was brought out of my flash-back-memory thing, my vision was welcomed by the image of hazy dim-lighted blond balls and a white-silverish ball of hair. As my vision started to I saw Arthur standing belligerent with his sword against some man's throat. The man was a person I didn't know. His pale skin was illuminated by the moonlight, as he also held a sword against Arthur. "WHAT is going on here?!" The man yelled at Arthur. His voice was dreamy-wait…what? - but firm. His white-silver hair was blown back by the sea breeze.

Slowly both he and Arthur lowered their swords. The next thing I knew the silverish-white haired man ran to my side. The floors creaked as her ran on the deck. He gently adjusted me so I was sitting in an upright position against the base of the sail. He lifted my chin and I saw his face. My violet eyes stared into his rose-red puddles, and all I saw was worry, we stared at each other for what seemed like an hour, but in reality was only like a minute.

Eventually, he got up and walked- wait scratch that- he marched toward Arthur, who actually took a step back due to the invasion of his personal space. "Arthur you promised that you wouldn't damage the goods you had for me-""GILBERT!" Alfred yelled interrupting 'Gilbert.' Alfred, still being restrained by crew members, struggled against the crew members, grasp, but eventually was freed from their hold on him. He ran up the deck and embraced Gilbert in a hug. Gilbert stood straight as a board and let Alfred hug him.

"Alfred….can't…breathe." Gilbert managed to gasp out. Once Alfred released Gilbert from his iron grip, Gilbert took a deep breath. "Good to see you too, Alfred." Gilbert said toward the blond that stood next to him, happy as a puppy, whilst being glared at by Arthur. "I can't stay long, Alfred. I am just here to collect what I have bought." Gilbert told Alfred.

Alfred couldn't look more confused by Gilbert's previous statement. Gilbert glanced in my direction. Alfred's gaze followed Gilbert's. My eyes went wide with realization. He then proceeded to look up and down my body, he was molesting me with his eyes, and I felt violated. HE DOESN'T MEAN….I WASN'T….ARTHUR SOLD ME?!

Alfred still looked lost as ever as he said, "Gilbert, dude, why are you looking at Mattie?" Gilbert opened his mouth to respond to Alfred's question but Arthur beat him to it. "Are you daft, Alfred? Matthew is Gilbert's personal slave!" Arthur said with a smirk on his face, and annoyance in his voice. The boat was so quiet after that. The only noise was the waves beating against the ship.

Arthur's statement confirmed my worst fears. Not only am I going to be a slave to a…a pirate…but any hope of papa saving me is absolutely obliterated. I am going on another boat going god-knows-where and I am going to be a slave…a PERSONAL slave at that! All I could do was stare at the wooden floorboards of the ship and wait for the inevitable.

"WHAT? Gilbert! He can't be serious? Arthur what the serious fuck-"Alfred's voice, full of disbelief, was put to rest with a SLAP. The sound of Arthur's hand hitting Alfred's cheek resonated off the sides of the boat and echoed into the night sky. I looked up from staring at the floorboards and saw Alfred holding the side of his face.

"I have had enough of these outbursts out of you!" Arthur yelled and snapped his fingers getting the attention of the crew members. "Take him to my chambers…" He told the crew members. The crew nodded their heads as one of them threw Alfred over his shoulders. Arthur took Alfred's chin in his hand and faced him so they were both looking eye-to-eye. "I will deal with you later Alfred!" He told him. Alfred struggled against his crew mate's grasp, squirming like a worm. "You can't take Mattie! Mattie, I will find you! I promise! I love you, bro!" Alfred screamed, panic filled his voice, still struggling against his captor's grasp as he was being dragged away. "I love you too, bro." I said, too low for anyone to hear, but somehow I knew that Alfred heard me.

It was just Gilbert, Arthur, and I alone on the deck. The silence hovered over us like a blanket, it was hot and unbearable. "Well, if you don't mind Arthur I am a busy man, I will just be taking what is mine and be on my way. " Gilbert said to Arthur. They shook hands, "That's fine, lad, it was a pleasure doing business with you, I have some…work to attend to." Arthur said with annoyance in his voice. They shook hands and Arthur made his way to where Alfred was being dragged too.

The white-haired man looked at me with an arrogant smirk on his face. He walked towards me. "You are coming with the awesome me." He said with an arrogant tone. Dear god, help me!

To be continued in the next chapter…


Okay so first and foremost THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ MY STORY AND A/N!

Second, sorry the chapter was so short. I didn't have enough time to write this week...busy with school. I will update more during this long weekend! *PS: for those of you who have Monday off...enjoy your long weekend!*

Third, the reason why Arthur killed Matthew's mom is a secret for me to know and for you to keep reading to find out. He does have a reason...sort of...it will be exposed in later chapters. *don't hate me!*

Fourth, Okay so you guys are probably going to hate me for this, but I am going to be starting a big research paper that is worth almost my entire English grade, so I will not be able to update as often as I do now. I PROMISE THAT THIS STORY WILL NOT BE DISCONTINUED! I WILL FINISH THE STORY. Everything will be okay after April. I will try and update once a week or once every two weeks. Hopefully. I know I will update during spring break.

Finally, Thanks for reading. Please review. I love to hear your guys thoughts on my story. Again sorry it is a short chapter, but I will update later this weekend.

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