Title: Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold

Rating: T

Beta: AnimeAiedail

Warnings: again, there will be yaoi. Also a reminder of Canada's impending OOCness.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Hetalia characters or anything from Pirates of the Caribbean.

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?

oxo…oxo

Alfred hissed in pain as he was helped to his feet by his father, the older man obviously keeping himself back from fusing over his son. The fact that he didn't was something that Alfred was rather grateful for. He was embarrassed enough at falling off a cliff and having to be saved without having his pride tainted even more by his father's doting.

Matthew was glaring at the man who had saved him, the brunette having been brought to his feet with the commodore's men's guns pointed at his throat. The man was still smiling in spite of this however, and it made Alfred frown.

"Stand down Matthew! This man saved my life!" he protested, taking a wobbly step over to his now frowning twin. After exchanging a silent conversation with just their eyes, he nodded motioning for the men to lower their weapons. Antonio's smile grew and he nodded appreciatively at Alfred before looking back at Matthew as the commodore spoke.

"It seems I owe you my thanks," Matthew said with a small smile before holding out his hand for the brunette to take. Antonio hesitated for a moment before grasping the blondes hand with his own, not entirely surprised when his grasp tightened uncomfortably around his fingers; pulling his entire arm forwards so that the commodore was able to pull up his sleeve. This, as was Matthew's intentions, revealed the large capital 'P' branded into his arm.

Matthew's smug gaze turned up to meet Antonio's smiling one.

"Had a brush with the East Indian Trading Company have we, pirate?" Matthew said smugly.

"Hang him," the governor chided, a frown on his face as he watched his son's first moves as commodore.

"Keep your guns on him men, Roderich – get some irons,"

He then tugged the pirate's sleeve up further to reveal a tattoo (a rather strange one in Alfred's opinion) of three colored circles, the middle one being yellow while the two either side were red. It was only as Alfred looked closer that he realized they were tomatoes. He almost laughed at the absurdity of it.

"Antonio Fernandez Carriedo…" Matthew muttered before turning to look back into the smiling eyes of the pirate before him.

"Its Captain, actually," Antonio corrected, causing the commodore to raise an eyebrow.

"I don't see your ship, captain," he replied sarkily, looking around before turning back to Antonio. The pirate winced slightly, loosing the infuriating smile for a moment before it came back with full force.

"I'm in the market…" he chirped, causing the hand around his wrist to tighten still further.

"He said he'd come to commandeer one," the smaller of the two navy officers put in, causing the taller to speak up too.

"I told you he was telling the truth!" he mumbled quietly before turning to pick up the mass of material and weapons Antonio had given them earlier. "These are his sir," the man said before handing them to the commodore, the blonde having stepped back to allow his men to point their guns at the pirate again. Antonio almost rolled his eyes.

Matthew's eyes widened slightly at the fineness of the red fabric of the coat and the large feathers in the hat before observing the pistol, small smirk growing on his face.

"No additional shot or powder," he moved on to the compass that had been hanging on the belt, clicking it open to look at its contents. "A compass that doesn't point north," then, sliding the sword out of its sheath, he looked up at the smiling pirate. "And I half expected it to be made of wood. You are without doubt the worst pirate I have ever heard of."

"Ah, but you have heard of me," Antonio shot back with a grin. Matthew frowned.

"Clap him in irons," the blonde instructed, watching as the lieutenant strode forwards to grab the brunette by the arm and lead him away from the waters edge, taking out the pair of handcuffs he had fetched and fixing them easily around the pirate's wrists.

"Mattie," Alfred said quietly as he came up behind his brother. "I really must protest,"

"He's a pirate Alfred."

Alfred frowned. "He saved my life!"

"One good deed does not redeem a man of a life full of wickedness." Mattie told him with a small sigh, not turning to look at the other blonde as he watched Roderich finally finish with the pirates bindings.

"Though it seems enough to condemn him," Antonio muttered dryly, his smile wiped from his face as he was manhandled.

Matthew raised an eyebrow.

"Indeed," he replied before walking over, the lieutenant moving to leave as he finished restraining Antonio. Alfred sighed before walking wobbly between his twin and his rescuer. He didn't know much about the man, but he couldn't just leave him to die when the brunette, pirate or no, had just saved his life.

"Please Mattie," he began, stumbling slightly on the wooden flooring as the blow to the back of his head throbbed slightly, making his vision blurry. Matthew looked at him in concern.

"Are you-?"

But he was cut of as Antonio, sensing Alfred's venerable state, flung the metal chain that now held his wrists together over the blonde's head and around his neck. Alfred's eyes widened and he tried to look round, only to hiss in pain as his neck protested to the harsh movement.

"I would stay still if I were you." A voice whispered in his ear, one he knew to be Antonio's. He frowned slightly, before taking the voice's advice and stilling his movement. Matthew was wide eyed, fear filling his features as he watched his brother's pain filled expression. The governor took a couple of hurried steps forwards so that he stood next his older son, all the while shouting the flustered men around them not to shoot.

Antonio took a step backwards, taking Alfred with him and causing the blonde to wince. Hearing the small hiss that escaped his prisoner's lips, Antonio grinned apologetically.

"Sorry about that. This is nothing personal I hope you know…more of an I saved your life you save mine kind of thing,"

The words were spoken quietly and directly into Alfred's ear, so that he was the only one who could hear him, and so that his lips were hidden by the blonde's hair. Alfred nodded slightly; face ashen as he attempted to stay conscious against the pain. The next thing he heard Antonio say were in a very different tone, one that seemed more at home in a pirate's voice. One of smug victory and sadistic pleasure.

"My affects please commodore! And my coat. And my hat,"

The elder twin hesitated and Antonio asked again.

"Commodore?"

Matthew scowled before taking a look at Alfred's face and waving the man with said item's forwards and taking them from his hands. He then took a step forwards, putting them in Alfred's hands with a look that said he really didn't want to be doing so. Taking the gun from the top of the pile, Antonio twisted Alfred around; taking the chain from around his neck but placing the gun to the blonde's head.

"Mind putting ma belt on for me?" he asked with a cheeky grin, causing Alfred to frown slightly before taking the belt in his hands and fastening it around Antonio's waist, the sword and compass hanging easily from it. He then placed the feathered hat on the pirates head before looking down at the coat in his hands with a raised eyebrow.

Antonio, seeing this, shrugged.

"Tie it round ma waist for now," he told the blonde, who did so; wincing slightly as the pirate spun him back round, keeping the pistol aimed at his head as he took a couple more steps backwards. "Remember this, gentlemen, as the day that you almost caught Captain Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!"

Then he pushed the blonde forwards so that the man collided into his brother, span round and grabbed the rope behind him before kicking the winch that kept its load aloft, firing himself upwards as the much heavier cannon smashed into the pier.

After reaching the top of the pulley system that had been being used to place said cannon onto one of the ships, the rope caught; jolting Antonio enough to start the large wooden crane the pulley was attached to spinning, Antonio holding on to the rope for dear life. Matthew growled slightly as he snapped out of his stunned state, holding his brother's shoulders to stop him from falling.

"Open fire!" he yelled, gunshots sounding as his men followed the order. Yelping as one of the bullets whistled past his ear, Antonio began kicking his legs; making the crane spin that little bit further, enabling him to land on the crane next to it. He wobbled slightly before straightening, glancing behind him at the men with guns before using his shackles to zip wire down to the pier below where he took off a run, the men right behind him.

"Stay at his heels!"

Chaos broke out in the port as Antonio came barreling through, gunmen shooting their rounds at him as the people struggled to dodge out of the way. It was only when the pirate was out of range and sight did they stop firing, instead lifting their guns in order to run after him; the commodore walking behind them with a sigh. He eyed the bridge Antonio had crossed just before he had vanished before turning to his lieutenant.

"Roderich. Mr Carriedo has a dawn appointment with the gallows. I would hate for him to miss it,"

Roderich nodded, motioning the group of men who had stayed behind them and leading them forwards, the pursuit of Antonio well on its way and growing.

Matthew sighed as he watched them, taking a moment to pause. He had never really liked death. He had always been the type of person who couldn't watch the public executions and the pirate hangings. But two things had driven him to where he was now; his father's whishes and his fear of pirates.

His father had always taught him that piracy was bad. Lieutenant Ludwig had always seemed to hate them so. All the stories he had heard of pirates had terrified him. Where Alfred had seen monsters in the dark, Matthew saw pirates. And it was this fear that had driven him to hatred, hatred at the beings that were able to haunt him so. Were able to freeze him to the spot just by existing.

So, to his father's delight, he had joined the navy. He wanted to destroy that which made him weak. His brother wasn't weak, neither did he wish to be.

Looking at his brother now, he frowned. The blonde was sat on the docks, head in his hands as he attempted to get himself back together. Matthew knew he wasn't frightened, but that fall into the water had done a good blow to the normally cheer filled blonde. Matthew could already see the bright bruise that was beginning to form on the back of his brother's neck.

He winced slightly before sighing, striding out of the dock with a meaningful gait. He would find, capture and hang this pirate for threatening his brother because though he was no where near weak, the man was still his brother and he still wanted to protect him.

For that's what big brothers were for weren't they? To protect their little brothers.

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Dear readers,

Ok, so this is a little shorter than some of the other chapters (all of them actually I think) but I felt it should end there really…seemed to fit. Anyways, I added that little bit with Canada to try and get it so he's at least a little bit in character. More than he was anyways…so! I hope you liked it everyone! Don't worry, Iggy will be arriving soon (though I don't think it will be in the next chapter so don't get your hopes up too high…should be in the chapter after *she says hopefully*. If the plan works out right anyways…he'll at least be in it in action if not person) for those who are wondering how this will be a US/UK fic…bear with me. All will be revealed in time.
Animeloveramy

…and for whose who aren't wondering how this will be a US/UK fic and are really only here for the sea turtles don't worry, they will be coming soon too ;)
AnimeAiedail

Who's who

America – Alfred Jones – Elizabeth Swann
Canada – Matthew Jones (for this story. Usually its Williams) –Commodore James Norrington
South Italy (Romano) - Lovino Vargas – William Turner
Spain – Antonio Fernandez Carriedo – Captain Jack Sparrow
Estonia - Eduard Von Bock – the chubbier of the two navy officers.
Lativa - Raivis Galante – the other navy dude who I can't remember the name of.
Austria - Roderich Edelstein – Gillette (The lieutenant.)