Young Master!Arthur and Pirate!Alfred for UsUk Summer Camp – Pirates of the Caribbean.

Ever since I was small (er), I had loved pirates. I know a lot of bad things are said about them, but I love pirates. But I love pirates because of one boy. He was the son of a captain who had stopped at our town for supplies. He was allowed to roam so long as he didn't get in trouble. That's how he met me. While granted I was the son of the senator, my nanny often took me into town so I could experience a little bit of the real world, almost.

He ran into me full speed because he was unable to stop in time. I cried and he panicked, apologizing and tearing up he was so upset he made me cry. After a while, we both just started laughing at our own pathetic-ness. His name was Alfred. He had golden hair and his eyes reminded me of either the ocean or the sky... I could never decide which. They were both deep, endless blues...

Unfortunately, my nanny found me and I had to go home. I remember looking back to see him waving wildly with a huge smile. He yelled out that we would meet again and get married and travel the world on his pirate ship one day. I couldn't help but believe him...

"Young Master Arthur? Where are you?" one of the maids, Natalia, called. I ignored her in favour of staying in my tree and looking out over the ocean longingly. I heard her huff and give up. She was new and not used to my behaviour. Miranda, however, was very much used to my behaviour.

"Master Arthur get your hind end down here this instant. We need to get you ready!" she almost growled (she can't quite do it. Her voice is too grandmotherly). I sighed, climbing down.

"I don't see why I have to be there... It's just cruel..." I muttered, and she sighed sympathetically and patted my shoulder.

"I know... But they're your father's orders. Pirate executions are a public event now..."

"I bet he did that to convince me to not love pirates..." I mumbled. "Who is it this time?" She was silent. "Miranda? Who was it?" She sighed.

"Captain Frederick Jones..." she said, and for a moment I stopped breathing. Frederick Jones was that boy's father... Which means he'd probably be here... To watch his father die...

"Damn..."

- school starts again soon... yay... -

I watched with hate filled eyes as Frederick Jones was brought up to the execution platform. My eyes scanned the crowd for that familiar blonde head and those breathtaking blue eyes. I didn't see them. Was he not here? I closed my eyes tightly as Frederick Jones was beheaded. As the crowd dispersed, I did not move.

"Arthur Kirkland. Son of the bastard who ordered my captain's execution." A voice stated from behind me, and I turned to see a tall, tanned man with red-rimmed glasses perched crookedly on his nose. He had sunny blonde hair and... Breathtaking blue eyes. I stared at him in shock. "It's been a long time," he said, approaching me. He was tall... "Do you still want to marry me?" he asked, holding up an engagement ring with beautiful emeralds on it and intricate carvings of dragons. I nodded.

"Then do you still want to travel the world with me?"

562 words. Short because I need to sleep because school starting soon and stuff. Yeha.