Hello once again! This chapter concludes the third chapter! Thank you everyone who has been following and reading my story you guys are fantastic! On a different note, I seriously need to stop inviting Germans they seem to dislike me at the mo-
'Vhy would Germans dislike you?'
Ah yes Hello Lili, my speaker for today will be little Lili!
'Why do you thi-'
Please introduce the characters for this next chapter dear!
'Umm alright, for this chapter we have new:
Anca- Transylvania
Milan-Slovakia
Tereza- Czech
Suzana- Fem Bulgaria'
Thank you dear!
'Um as well as Kenn doesn't own Hetalia Hidekaz Himaruya owns Hetalia.'
Yep and that should be good fo-
'Um Mr. Kirk could you please explain to me why Mr. Roderick told me that you have a bad time sense? He wasn't very clear, it's hard to translate a piano.'
Bec- because I ummm, let's just start the chapter. You're free to go. (Lili walks away)
Well, let's start *sob*
Felicia never did get her pasta. Well she wouldn't under Arthur's watch.
Well not for that amount of information. Tired and frustrated Arthur flopped down on the couch forgetting just how expensive the couch really was. Lovino now realised from Alfred grasp marched up to his sister roughly grabbing her arm and screaming in Italian at her. The rest of the nobles watched some yawning at the late time.
Tears formed in Felicia's eyes as she sent him a pleading look to Arthur who purposely ignored it, but she still called for him , "Mr. Ragon help me!"
"Hmn? Don't you understand foolish girl, never trust a pirate. Beside I think your brother will be nicer than I will be." Arthur purred leaning his elbow against his knee his face in his hand, "Honestly you are useless"
That stopped Lovino , turning he marched up to the smug pirate glaring, "I'm the only one who get to call sorella useless."
Arthur raised an eyebrow before nodding flapping his hand in a bored manner , "Yeah yeah whatever you say."
"Lovi~!" Toni cooed pulling the Italian into a hug stopping the Italian from attacking the pirate ,instead Lovino just stared screaming Italian.
"So what is our next course of action" Lord Ludwig demanded trying to ignore the little Italian girl clinging onto him poking his hair. Leaving Ludwig to think something along the lines of ,How in the Holy römischen Reiches did she recover so fast?
"I get pasta right? Mr. Ragon did promise that I would get pasta!" Lady Felicia cheered .
Arthur laughed his face twisting cruelly , "No my dear poppet there is no pasta for bad little girls."
Felicia's face fell tears form in her eyes she opened her eyes reveling sad looking amber eyes. , "Veee?"
"Beside I told you Felicia dear don't trust pirates. You should have listened to your brother." Arthur teased standing up to look down at her finishing by flicking her nose.
Tears broke from Felicia's face she whipped around clasping onto the closest person who happened to be Lord Ludwig… once again. Arthur merely laughed walking away only to be confronted by Lady Jeannette.
"Where are you going?" Mathias shouted
"Out for information you can come if you like." Arthur replied
"Awwh more walking? No thanks Artie!" Alfred called
"My name is not Artie it's Arthur." Arthur snapped back pulling open the heavy door walking into the elaborate hall way. Jeannette tapped lightly on Arthur's shoulder as she fell into step with him.
"That was cruel" she stated out the obvious, "What you did to Lady Felicia."
Arthur sighed, "I am cruel, a murder, and a cold blooded killer you would do well to remember it."
"Wait" Jean called grabbing his cuff she nearly fell over but he caught her. Glancing up she met his eyes falling into their depts.…
"What is it love? Do want me to be cruel to you?" he murmured Jeannette felt her ears starting to pick up what he was saying; "I do own you one love."
Heat coursed through Jeannette's face as she pulled away rather sharply he laughed sauntering away. Grumbling Jeannette ran after him while trying to calm down her heart.
Together Jeannette walked through the dusty side streets of Italy her arms wrapped around Arthur's. Gypsies grinned welcoming at the pair of clearly well off couple beckoning them to their store. Arthur weaved through the night crowd as groups and loners stumbled towards pubs and bars.
"Ragon love!" one voice cooed as a girl with long tangled black hair slide up to the pirate. She flipped her shoulder length hair back flashing the crimson flower in her hair. She wore a puffed white blouse underneath a black corset which was beautifully embroidered with red flowers, she also wore a puffy skirt that flowed neatly around her ankles. Her red eyes glimmered in the fire light as she beckoned Arthur and Jeannette closer.
Ragon turned to look at the girl smiling gently, "Well Anca love what are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing, who is your friend?" Anca demanded turning her brown eyes to Jeannette.
"I am Jean" Jeannette said holding her breathtaking smile happily trying to ignore the twice of annoyance as Anca wrapped her arm around Arthur's pulling him closer to the red tent behind them.
Anca smirked beckoning, "Come come"
Pulling Jean away from Arthur into a red tent, Jean gasped. Inside the red tent there seemed to be hundreds of candles casting warm shadows everyone. Cushions lined the inside of the tent as velvet sacs hung from the roof. Inside there was a blond girl and a dark haired man. The girl looked up reveling pale green eyes and a short twist braid on one side of her head. Standing up she soothed the wrinkles out of her pale orange dress walking up to the guests.
"Hello Arthur" she greeted a smiling ever so slightly, "Who is your friend?"
Anca smirked, "That's Jean"
Frowning Jeannette turned to Anca who stared back with mirth filled eyes, "Yes my name is Jean who are you darling?"
"Anca" he man scowled coming up behind the blonde girl, "Leave the guest alone. You leave my wife alone."
The boy had brown hair combed neatly looking slightly like Roderick but without the curl and his bangs that fell into his face. He stared blankly at Jean as she stared to fidget under his grey orbs. He wore a purple shirt underneath a brown suit jacket that was worn and dirty from use.
Jeannette pouted as she sighed, "une une mariée"
Anca pouted rolling her eyes dramatically before she turned back to Jeannette, "So Jean this is our tavern the girl is Tereza and the boy is Milan, we are ex royals from the central kingdom, Tereza and Milan were born under the two cities of Czech Slovakia and myself Transylvania. So I was laughing that you called you self-Jean Lady France."
"Anca is just rude please pardon her." Tereza said, "Before you ask we left the royal duties to search for old friends and in Anca's case brother. Our houses are well taken care of by Lady Bulgaria."
Jeannette stared in shock, "You would leave your houses to that of a different royal?"
"Yes, Suzana is more than just another royal she is Anca brother's love we can trust her." Milan spoke up narrowing his eyes, "But Lady Jeannette if we hear any news of your tongue slipping we will personally silence you. You must never tell anyone what we have told you."
"Then why did you tell me?"
"Because we trust Arthur." Tereza said, "But beside that, come in a drink Arthur?"
"Aye I'm parched" he smiled walking following Tereza sitting on one of the many cushions, "So Anca tell me about your brother, more so how did he disappear?"
Silence tore through the tent as the trio stared at Arthur wearily finally Anca broke the tension, "Why?"
"I need your help love, there seems to be many people going missing but here's the catch they all seem to be special"
"Continue" Milan order sitting beside the pirate.
"Well recently a kid I looked after, Matthew, he went missing but he was special as in he wasn't human. He was taken away by what I believe to be the Mafia so I came here, with some baggage, and all I got when I asked the head of the mafia was a stupid story about a necklace with a red dragon."
"Who was the head of the mafia?" Tereza asked handing Arthur a pint of ale.
"Baggage?" Lady Jeannette asked peeved
"Lady Felicia, Lord Lovino's sister a complete idiot and clearly not in control of the mafia just a cover for the actual leader."
"A red dragon hmm?" Milan said suddenly as the attention transferred to him, "If I recall right Lady Britannia had a red dragon herself before she died. We don't know what happened to the dragon though, but there are stories in Britannia the city that one of her children lived through the great fire."
"One of her children? How many did she have?" Jeannette blurred out.
"Well she had the dragon, and as the story goes twins and two others, so five in total. But the names are lost as well as what the children looked like. There is a good chance that it is all a just a myth. " Milan answered
Tereza sighed, "In fact it is a legend now a days to hell with a good chance. No one can recall for sure if the children existed let alone a red dragon. Many of the citizens were killed in the fire and the evidence burnt down to the ground. Not to mention how many false stories there are about the disaster."
"So then why would the daughter of the mafia have a necklace connected to the legend?" Arthur frowned leaning his head on his hands.
"Could be just a souvenir from someone. They probably sell things connected to the fire for money." Tereza added
Arthur nodded, "They do in England, I'm not too sure about the other places. Do you know anyone else who may have disappeared?"
Anca said, "Nobles have going missing before, my brother Vladimir and before that a peasant girl Elizabeta disappeared she was Milan's friend."
"Elizabeta huh?" Arthur narrowed his eyes
"Roderick said the same thing too" Jeannette murmured
Arthur stood up, "Where did this Elizabeta go missing?"
"She was from Hungary" Milan said, "She went missing about ten years ago, yeah almost exactly."
"Best lead we have so far," Arthur nodded grinning, "Well how would you like to join us?"
Tereza looked up, "What do you mean? We cannot go with you!"
"Yes you can, in fact it would be nice to keep company with the gypsies. You know their ways and can speak with them, we will probably find your brother or get information on him" Arthur argued back.
Anca, Milan and Tereza casted glances between them before Anca interrupted the silent conversation.
"Fine we will go with you." Anca said.
"What about the place?" Tereza added glancing around
Anca shrugged, "What about it? Just give it back to the owners; I'm going to find my brother,"
With that Anca stood up along with Tereza and Milan as they went to gather their supplies, following Arthur and Jeannette into the darkness of the night.
