Finally another chapter!


"Alright you two, where are you?" a man called in the storage compartment, looking for the duo that had supposedly run through here. His partner stood next to him, also on guard and looking about.

"Hey!" his partner somehow managed to whisper-yell. He looked where his partner was pointing and saw a fogged up car. He smirked, and moved toward the door.

"GOT YOU!" he shouted, but no one was there. He turned to his partner who was just as confused as he was.

"Did you see the look on their faces Iggy? It was hilarious!" Alfred was doubled over in laughter, still holding onto Arthur's hand. Arthur scowled, but a smile still tugged at the corners of his mouth. Arthur decided he had enough of Alfred's laughter, and cut Alfred off with a kiss, which Alfred gladly accepted.

"When this ship docks, I'm going to get off with you," Arthur said, still managing to pant even in the freezing air.

"That's so awesome!" Alfred yelled, picking up Arthur and swinging him around, making even Arthur laugh.


From above two men watched the pair below, smiling gently at the sight. The Asian man, Kaoru was smiling greatly while his Icelandic friend, Emil, watched with an impassive face like always. Suddenly Kaoru turned to Emil with a not so innocent smile on his face.

"Hey~ we should be like them, get a bit warmer," he said suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. Emil rolled his eyes.

"In your dreams buddy," Emil said before turning back to stare at the calm sea before him.

"Damn right in my dreams," Kaoru mumbled, but nevertheless turned back to their job.

Suddenly they both became enraptured by the scenery before them. They couldn't tell for sure but it was like something was looming towards them. It seemed like a trick of the moonlight, but then they both realized that it wasn't. There was an iceberg heading towards them, right at them. Emil grabbed the phone, desperately hoping that someone would answer immediately, cursing when no one would.

"Hai, what is it?" Kiku, one of the captain guards answered.

"Iceberg! Dead ahead turn the damn-" Kiku hung up.

"Johnson-san! Hard to port!" It was the first time that Kiku had ever shouted in his life, and it scared everyone that could hear.

Kiku ran out to the deck, the iceberg in clear view. Dimly he heard Johnson shout that it was hard over. Kiku ran and gave orders to stop the engines, maybe to give them more time. The ship wasn't slowing, nor did it seem to be turning. He knew that everyone was working frantically downstairs to carry out his orders.

"It's gonna hit!" someone shouted, just as it seemed that they might pass the gigantic iceberg.

The entire boat trembled as they scraped against the harsh ice. Kiku felt the deck shift underneath him, the couple broke apart to see what was going on around them, the captain came out running, and everyone could hear shouts from other parts of the deck from where people were taking their night strolls.

"Lock the doors! The waterproof doors, shut them!" Kiku shouted, it was their fail safe plan, and it might be the only that could save them right now. Kiku ran inside and slammed the button, watching as the lights came on that symbolized that the doors had shut.

"Mr. Kiku! What has happened?" The Captain shouted, and Kiku almost shrank in his fear.

"W-well sir there was an iceberg, and I tried to go around it but we wouldn't turn and we hit," Kiku somehow managed to get out.

"What about the safety doors?"

"All locked," Kiku said.


Yao had both heard and felt the shudder in his ship as soon as it struck. He had grabbed the designs for the ship and rushed out of his room. Both finding and leading Gilbert Beilschmidt when he saw him. Together they found the captain, who was still talking to Kiku.

"Captain! We need to talk now, aru." Yao's nervous voice tick decided to emerge with how stressed he was.

"Where was the ship struck?"

"The first five compartments. The watertight compartments are shut," the captain said, but Yao immediately paled when he pointed out the three places.

"There's no hope for us then," Yao said sadly, and everyone looked at him in shock.

"What do you mean?"

"We can stay afloat of the first four compartments are flooded. Not five…not five," Yao whispered the last part.

"But that's impossible! This awesome ship can't sink!" Gilbert yelled, sounding as desperate as Yao looked.

"It will sink. Slowly, with each compartment getting filled back and back, with nothing to stop it. This ship will sink," as he talked, everyone was quiet.

"Mr. Honda, how many are aboard?" the captain asked.

"Two thousand, two hundred and twenty three sir," a shaky voice replied.

"And how many can the life boats hold?"

"A little more than half."

"Well Mr. Beilschmidt," the captain said, "I believe you will get your headines."


Arthur and Alfred looked over the edge of the boat, watching the iceberg float off into the distance, as if it had never happened. Other people were gathered at the edge as well, watching with them. Others were on the deck, messing around with the ice that had fallen onto the floor. Others had walked past them, muttering under their breath and trying to look discreet but it was obvious that they were panicked on the inside.

"Something's going on," Alfred muttered, looking unnaturally upset.

"We should go and warn my mother and Francis," Arthur said, sighing.

"Do we have to?" Alfred whined, not looking happy at all.

"Yes, she's still my mom," Arthur said, not saying anything about Francis.

Together they walked hand in hand back to where Arthur's family was waiting.