And now enters Korea. lol. And I still don't own hetalia btw.
Running through the streets, Im Yong keeps careful watch that he doesn't run into anyone. The streets were crowded, as was usual, and you could hear venders calling out their goods, even at this early hour. Quickly checking behind him, he sees that he effectively lost the guards that his father tried to have follow him. It's not like he asked to be born into the nobility. After all, his class didn't really effect his hobbies much in his eyes.
Yao stood on the bow of his ship, looking at the four other boats he was currently abreast with. The idea was to hit hard and fast, it was the hope that the sight of foreign flags would make the port think they were only traders. Meaning they could make a surprise attack by walking up to the front door practically. He did expect them to gather 'a bit' attention though because of their sudden appearance.
Spotting a group of five boats, Im Yong makes his way to the port, curious.
Gilbert jumps over to Antonio's ship to talk to him a bit before they attacked.
Yao looked towards Ivan's ship that was to the left of him, asking the tall man with a small smile, "Are you ready, aru?"
Antonio smiled softly as he knew they still had an hour and a half before they actually were close enough to the port to board, turning at the sound of familiar footsteps behind him he asked, "Sooo?"
Francis yawned softly as he slowly woke up, he knew where they were, but he was too comfortable to make himself leave the bed until he saw Arthur's expression when he woke up. It would be entertaining of course because of the strong hang over and the activities he had not prepared him properly for during the night before.
Gilbert just grins at his friend. "Sooo, what?" he asks teasingly.
"Of course! We shall capture lots of little Koreans, and they shall become one with me, da?" Ivan says, a sadistic look on his face.
Arthur groans and rolls over as light hits his eyes. His head felt like it was going to split in half, and his nether regions hurt just as bad. Wait, what? Peaking open one eye, he spots the french pirate. Slowly remembering bits and pieces, he groans again, his face turning bright red.
"Where's your little blond?" Antonio asked as he looked towards the other, noting his cheerfulness and playful nature having returned at full force.
"Ivan... just remember the fact that you can't capture so many that you have to split your crew's earnings and supplies to provide for them... There is also the fact that you don't understand their language," Yao reminded him gently.
Francis chuckled softly as he ruffled the others hair as he asked softly, "How are you feeling mon amour?"
Gilbert gets a sly look on his face as he says in a singsong voice, "In bed still~"
Ivan pouts at this. "Then three, da? They can keep each other company while one becomes one with me that way." he says, smiling again.
Arthur just glares at the other. "Blood wanker." he says, too quietly for the other to hear as he hides under the blankets again.
Antonio chuckled softly as he nodded his head, speaking as he looked towards the port, "Bueno, though he doesn't like it, I locked my Italian up in my room until after the raid."
Yao sighed lowly as he spoke, "How about I let you take four captives if you agree to wait until we attack the Baltic coast to gather slaves. Their languages as much more similar to your own right, aru?"
Francis gave his usual laugh as he reached into the nightstand drawer, pulling out a length of chain. Being buried under the pillows as he was, it seemed the Brit didn't even notice this.
Gilbert nods. "Considering your Italian's attitude that's probably a good idea." he laughs.
Ivan blinks, and then nods his head eagerly. "Ja!" he agrees happily.
Arthur's face was slowly turning redder and redder as he remembered more and more of the night before.
Antonio chuckled as he nodded his head, looking towards the approaching port, "You better get your crew ready mi amigo."
Francis chuckled as he snuck a hand under the others pillows, clipping the latch of the chain to the collar around Arthur's neck before attaching it back to the bed. Speaking in a cheery tone, "Now then that should hold you. I'm going to be heading above deck now for the raid." Not giving anymore explanation he got dressed and left the room.
Yao nodded at the sight of the french man and Ivan's agreement, now they were ready to attack, not a moment too soon as they came upon the port where several confused looking natives were standing on the docks to see who they were.
Yong Soo, feeling friendly as he spots a Chinese man on one of the ships, waves eagerly to them.
Gilbert nods, switching back over to his own ship and nodding as he sees that Francis finally showed up.
Arthur, when he realized what happened, had started cursing the french man with every insult he knew, his face so red it was almost a shade of purple. Finally giving up, he lays back down to sleep off his hangover.
Yao raised a single eyebrow at the sight of the young man wearing rich silks. What was a noble doing so far away from the royal section of the city. Intrigued he easily leaped off his ship to land on the dock with grace only accomplish able with years of practice. Once he was sure he was close enough that he could run down the boy he raised a hand. The signal for all hell to break lose.
Yong Soo beams at the man when he sees his hand raised, thinking it was a greeting.
Ivan quickly jumps off his ship also, a selected group of his crew following behind.
Gilbert laughs his signature "kesese~" before following.
Yao smirked softly at the young man as he saw the crews and captains racing off of the ships and then into the city. Waking up the sleepy city with the attack in the dim morning light. He spoke only one word to the young man was he approached him, speaking in the nobleman's own language to make sure he got the message, "해적(Pirate."
Antonio led his crew into the city with eager fire to his eyes as he heard Francis following after him as they started to scare off the venders, gathering their wears with ease and speed.
Yong Soo only beams more at this. Sadly, he had read too many tales romanticizing pirates, and no longer thought of them as something to be feared.
Ivan had a much easier time scaring the venders off. He was happily walking along, chanting his "Kol kol kol" with a smile on his face, and the poor men ran off terrified, leaving all their stuff for the pirates selected group to choose from.
Gilbert quickly spots a vender that obviously sold fine goods such as jewelry and overpriced silk clothing. Quickly scaring the owner off, he gleefully pockets the gold and precious stones before spotting a robe with golden thread. Acting on impulse, he grabs it, sliding it on so he wouldn't have to carry it as he moves to his next victim.
Yao frowned as he stopped only two feet away from the other, noting much to his annoyance that the Korean seemed to be completely unafraid of him... and MUCH taller. Still the fact that the noble didn't run confused him... he even looked happy! Raising an eyebrow he gestured for the other to follow him, would he really come willingly? "Come, aru."
Yong Soo is torn for a moment. His father had really drilled into him not to follow people he didn't know, but this was a /pirate/! Finally deciding, he walks over, acting normal before suddenly groping the others chest. "Pirates originated in Korea, daze~!"
Yao's expression would only be described as one of pure disbelief and horror, grabbing the noble's wrists as he shouted in outrage, "Ayiah! What the hell do you think you are doing?" He was one of the most powerful pirates to sail these waters and here this... KID, just 'attacked' him like he was some common whore.
Yong Soo puts on his best pouty face at this, hoping the other would let go of his wrists.
The Chinese boy frowned at the face, muttering lowly as he easily kept a hold of the others hands, after all, even though he was much short than the Korean he was stronger with the manual labor he had been doing since he was young... though somehow his body remain girlish in appearance. "You are an idiot aren't you?" Seriously, did the boy really expect him to just let him go with a little begging?"
Yong Soo just beams at the pirate, not answering. "Sorry, no understand, daze~!" he says even though it was obvious that he did.
Yao rolled his eyes as he pulled off the others sash and bound his wrists with them, easily making the other follow him towards the ships once again, "Of course, aru." His dark eyes flickered towards the market place, chaos was still erupting inside it... Yet it was obvious that some of the pirates were making a retreat.
The Korean frowns slightly at the removal of his sash, but follows the other without a problem. After all, what was the worst that could happen?
The young man continued onto his ship, pulling the other quickly below deck and towards the brig. But looking back towards the noble he changed course at the last second. Reluctantly taking the young man to his own corridors. Damn why couldn't he just lock the boy up like normal.
Yong Soo just continues following, oblivious and looking like a puppy.
Yao sighed softly as he pushed the boy into the room, speaking firmly as he didn't remove the binds on the others wrists, "Don't touch anything, aru." With that said he shut the door and locked it firmly, returning to the deck to see both his crew and the other pirates bringing up large loads of precious items. Still he was looking for the tall Russian to get a report on how things were going.
The boy just blinks in confusion before going and plopping down on the bed, laying down and happily swinging his legs.
"Yao~! This isn't fun anymore! They all get scared so easily..." Ivan whines, almost running into the short Asian.
The Asian winced as he felt the other pull him into the usual rib bruising hug. Speaking softly as he tried to wiggle away so he could look the tall man in the eyes, "Well once the others get back then we can head up to the Baltic Coast before any of the local navies can catch us, aru."
Francis smiled as he leaped onto the railing of his ship, a large bag of riches on shoulder. Giving a small wave towards their newest allies he headed towards the helm so he could steer them out of the port.
Antonio was laughing as he climbed aboard his ship, the raid being rather exciting for him as he had actually managed to get his men through to the richer part of the city and got into fights with the few soldiers that were stationed their... but the riches he had gathered were well worth the effort.
Gilbert soon jumps up onto his ship, before turning around and firing a shot at the stupid guard who had actually decided to chase him with his free hand, the other holding the results of his looting.
Ivan nods. "They're back now, da?" he asks, motioning to the trio that had just arrived at their ships.
Yao nodded softly as he motioned for his first mate to start steering the ship out of the port, speaking as he knew Ivan would not leave his ship until he was made him... or until he wanted his precious vodka, "I have something to tell you, aru."
The other captains quickly pulled their ships towards the north, eager to meet calm waters so they could leave the wheel and look through the things they gathered.
"Da?" the Russian asks curiously.
"I wanted you to give the message to the others as well, I captured a young noble at the docks. Hopefully he is actually worth something and we can trade him later, aru." Yao explained as he held in the urge to pout as he felt the other pull him into his arms once again.
Ivan nods. "Can I see him?" he asks, the expression on his face saying it all.
The Chinese pirate frowned before giving a small shrug, perhaps Ivan could finally get the kid acting like he was supposed to in this situation... It certainly would make HIS mind feel clearer. Yao however was not expecting the Russian to sling him over his shoulder as he walked towards his quarters, "I have legs you know!"
"But they are short, da?" Ivan says as reply, setting down Yao so that the other could unlock the door that he so insistently wouldn't let the Russian have a key to.
Yao nodded softly to himself as he unlocked the door, attaching the key back to the chain bracelet he was wearing. Opening the door quickly as he pulled the other inside as he looked towards the Korean.
The Korean tries to jump up as soon as he hears the lock click, but ends up falling since he had forgotten that his hands were still tied. Glaring down at the sash, he looks up, only to see a huge and terrifying man standing behind the pirate that captured him. His eyes get wide as he starts to slightly shake in fear.
Ivan laughs as he sees the boy. "He's funny to watch, da?"
"I guess," Yao said as he closed the door behind Ivan, head tilting slightly as he looked towards the boy, wondering if he hit his head on the landing... perhaps that knocked some sense into him as he finally seemed to be afraid.
The Russian thoughtfully asks, "Are you sure we have to trade him? I think I would rather like to keep him, da?"
Yong Soo trembles more at this comment, the idea of being stuck with that terrifying pirate the worst thing imaginable to him.
The Chinese man frowned as he lightly smacked the tall man on the head, being one of three people that were actually brave enough to do so. Speaking with slightly narrowed eyes and firm voice he reminded the other, "We had an agreement, you get to take 4 slaves soon. Think he is worth all those potentials?"
Ivan frowns as he considers, before shaking his head. "What are we going to do with him for now then?" he asks curiously.
"For the most part I suppose I will keep him in my room where I know the rest of the crew can not get to him.. Once I find out who he actually is we can make arrangements with his parents aru," Yao explained as he leaned back against a wall, looking towards the boy to see his reaction to this plan.
Yong Soo frowns at this, knowing his parents would rather be paid than pay for him.
Ivan nods his head in agreement.
The raven nodded softly as he looked towards his 'friend', "Ivan I believe you should go to your ship now." Leaning away from the wall as he unfolded his arms.
"Da." the Russian agrees, already drinking his vodka in his minds eye as he leaves and switches over to his own ship.
Seeing the scary pirate gone, Yong Soo instantly stops being so frightened, and runs at the Chinese pirate, throwing his still tied together arms around him in a hug, burying his face in the others shirt.
Yao yelped as he was suddenly embraced, trying to pull the other off as he couldn't help but let out a girly cry, "Ayiah, would you get off of me you idiot!"
"But... but... That man was scary, daze!" the Korean cries.
"Well he's gone now, so would you get off of me?" Finally Yao manages to get the others arms off of him, though he had to untie the sash to do so. The other was SERIOUSLY getting on his nerves as he spoke, "And how am I any better than him aru? I just declared that I was using you like a pawn."
Yong Soo just shrugs. "That man was scary though..." he mumbles again, blinking his big, tear filled eyes.
Yao shrugged softly as he made sure the door was latched, "Mind telling me who you are now?"
The Korean blinks, before bowing as he says "Im Yong Soo, daze~"
The other blinked as he spoke, "The noble family that controls the silk trade?" Perhaps that was something he could stand... maybe.
Fidgeting slightly, the boy nods once.
The pirate frowned slightly, asking as he noticed the slightly sad look cross those usually bright eyes once again. Unsure as too why he asked with a hint of actual concern in his voice, "What's the matter, aru? My name is Yao Wang, by the way."
"They... they don't care about me. If anything they'll be glad that I'm gone." Yong Soo mumbles, his eyes tearing up again.
"Are you so sure about that?" the other asked as he rubbed his temples slowly, eye twitching at the thought of his plan being ruin... He already knew Gilbert well enough to know that the albino would laugh at him until he passed out because of the situation.
Yong Soo nods again, before throwing himself at the pirate again, trying desperately not to cry.
Yao sighed softly as he didn't push away the taller teenager this time. Instead he slowly rubs circles along his back as he tried to calm Yong Soo down. He had been the therapists for several different people during their break downs so this was nothing new to him. "Shush, it's alright. Is this part of the reason why you came so willingly, aru?"
"Y-yes," the boy sobs, "anything is better than being so unwanted, daze."
The other Asian sighed softly as he led him back towards the bed, sitting them both down as he continued to rub his back. Slowly he petted the others hair, "Relax, relax, it's alright."
Slowly the Korean stops crying, his sobs turning into hic-ups.
Yao sighed softly as he continued to run his hand through his hair, "Feeling better?" He held back a frown as he once again wondered how he had suddenly become the comforter instead of cruel kidnapper.
Yong Soo nods slightly, wrapping his arms around the others waist, hugging him again.
Yao looked towards the ceiling as he wondered aloud, "What am I supposed to do with you now since you obviously do not want to return home, aru."
The boy just shrugs, not wanting to think about what was going to happen to him.
The Chinese man sighed as he laid back on the bed, making sure that he didn't lay down on the others arm as he mused aloud, "I could take you to a pirating village on the coast of Japan, I'm on good terms with a lot of people there and they will take care of you."
Yong Soo doesn't make any acknowledgement he'd even heard the man. Part of him just wanted to be somewhere people would care, but part of him was saying that it was right where he was.
Yao sighed softly as he spoke, poking the other gently on the head, "Kid, I would like some kind of response so I can know what to do, aru."
The Korean, not used to having any say in his life, just hugs the pirate harder.
The other frowned as he tried to roll onto his side so he was facing away from the boy. He found himself unable to though as the grip held him firmly in place. Speaking softly he gently patted Yong Soo's head, "Could you let me go?"
Yong Soo shakes his head quickly, obviously not wanting the other to move any time soon.
Yao sighed softly as he laid on the bed, thinking before asking, "How old are you, aru?"
"Sixteen, daze" is the immediate reply that pops out of the boys mouth.
The pirate's eye twitched as he was in truth in his twenties. Though he didn't reveal it as he asked, "Kid have you never really had guardian like contact?" In truth it was like the kid never had contact with his parents at all!
Yong Soo just blinks in confusion at the other. "What do you mean, daze? Like the mean old lady who used to watch me?"
"Meaning like someone that actually listened, helped, and comforted you, that kind of stuff aru," Yao explained as he shifted again, the grip on his waist still not lessening.
The younger Asian just shakes his head in reply.
"Well trust me I'm not going to leave, you can let go of me and move up instead of holding onto my waist," the other said gently.
Looking unsure if he could fully believe the pirate, Yong Soo hurriedly switches from hugging the others waist to the others neck.
Yao sighed softly as he spoke to the taller young man, "Better aru?" Seriously the kind was clingier than the Italian that followed Gilbert's younger brother around, Ludwig that was his name right?
Yong Soo nods, sniffing once more.
"Shush, is there anything you want to ask me?" the other asked gently as he cuddled the younger Asian, trying to make him feel as comfortable as possible... even though Yao had to deal with the death grip on his neck.
The Korean thinks for a few moments before finally asking, "I don't have to see that scary man again, do I, daze?"
"He is a good friend of mine and comes onto my ship very often. He might scare you for amusement but he won't actually hurt you... Unless he thinks you are hurting me, aru," Yao explained as he tried not to twitch as he felt the other burying his face into his neck.
Yong Soo frowns at this. "Why are you friends with such a scary person, daze?" he demands.
The pirate winced as he yelled into his ear, but explained calmly, "Because I have known him for a long time and have helped each other in many different ways. I saved him from falling deeper into insanity while he saved me from being murdered by the navy." Sure Ivan and him might not have been on the best terms when they first met, but now the Russian seemed to get nervous whenever he could no longer see Yao's ship.
Trembling slightly, the younger Asian asks, "So he really is insane, daze? He doesn't just look like it?" the worry evident in his voice.
"A little bit, but I and his sisters can control him. He has violent tenancies but as long as you remain on MY ship you will not have to worry." Yao explained as he ran a hand through the others hair again.
Yong Soo nods, slightly reassured. "Are his sisters scary like he is, daze?"
"One of them sister, she even scares Ivan, but the other is very kind," Yao said comfortingly as he tilted his head to the side, grumbling softly as he listened, "Typical Europeans, drinking before we are at a safe distance, aru."
Francis smiled softly as he walked into his room, wondering what would wait him as the raid had lasted a good 5 hours.
The Korean just looks at the pirate in confusion. "There are Europeans, daze?" he asks.
Arthur throws a vase at the french pirate as he enters, barely missing the others head as he does so. He was irritated and hungry.
"Three of the ships and crews are, Ivan and his crew are Russian," Yao explained as he patted his head.
"Oh my, if only your aim was a little better," Francis said with a smile, knowing that he could easily replace the porcelain as he looked towards the Brit, wondering how he was doing with the chain. In his hand he had a few plates of food as he had made the cook do his job before being allowed to celebrate.
Yong Soo nods in understanding before suddenly asking, "Are Europeans demons, daze?" as he remembers the red eyes of one. After all, only devils had red eyes, right?
The green eyed blond had been pulling on the chain ever since he had woke up again, and there was very little if anything to show for his efforts. Glaring at the frog, Arthur suddenly notices the food.
"Mattie~! I'm back!" Gilbert calls happily, barging into his room.
The Chinese man laughed softly as he spoke, "No, no they are human, they just come from a land far away from here... Oddly enough they are normal looking from where they were born. Gilbert is albino so he IS a rarity, aru."
Francis smiled softly as he stood out of reach from the shorter pirate, speaking with a small smirk, "Hungry Anglaterre?"
Matthew had stayed in the bed since he had woken up, blue eyes looking dazedly towards the sound of the others voice. Not being able to see without his glasses. "Eh?"
The boy nods at this. "Albino like the fuzzy white mice with the red eyes, daze?" he clarifies, wanting to make sure he understood.
Before Arthur has time to say anything, his stomach answers for him, growling loudly. Blushing, the Brit yells "Of course I am you bloody git!"
Laughing slightly, the albino hands the Canadians glasses to him. "I'm back from the raid!" he repeats, adding "And I got you something!"
Yao nodded is head, petting the others hair gently as he relaxed onto the bed.
Francis smirked softly at the sight of the others blush, staying just out of reach of Arthur's angry legs and hands, "Ah ah ah, why would I feed you after you tried to hit me with a vase and insulted me? Ma cher, you really must work on your manners."
The blond blinked as he pulled on his glasses, looking towards Gilbert he asked, "A raid? How long have I been out?" He was asking mostly himself as he slowly forced himself wake up and gingerly sat up.
Yong Soo snuggles into the older man, feeling wanted for the first time in his life and rather liking it.
"Because then I'll bloody starve!" Arthur yells, clearly annoyed. He was never in a good mood when he hadn't had his tea or when he was hungry.
Gilbert shrugs. "I don't really pay that much attention to time. It's when you pay attention to it that it either runs away or takes forever." he says simply.
Yao hummed softly as he wondered what he should do next. Starting to sing an old childhood song as he felt the other curling around him... He was having to take care of the child now, after all he would feel horribly guilty if he just left the boy now.
Francis grinned as he said lowly, a devious look coming to his eyes, "Say please~."
The other frowned as he mumbled out, "I'd like to know if the sun is even up." Looking towards the large pile of goods near the door he asked, "You said you had something for me?"
The Korean relaxes slowly at the song, drifting towards sleep even though it wasn't night.
Arthur glares, completely torn between his hunger and his pride.
"It's up. We raided during the really early morning right when the venders had set up but hadn't sold much." Gilbert says as he pulls out the silk garment he'd decided to loot. Happily he brings it to the blond. "Here you go! It's real silk too." he adds.
Yao waited until he was sure that the other was asleep before slowly slipping out of the bed and back onto deck, seeing Gilbert's ship to the left of him while Ivan's stuck close to his right.
"I'm waiting Anglaterre," Francis said with a small smirk as he watched the other, enjoying the fact that the fresh food was feeling the air with wonderful smells. After all, he was waiting for the Brit to bend to his will so he knew it would be safe to touch him.
Matthew blushed softly as he took the offered clothing, unfolding the white and red fabric as he spoke, "Y-You didn't need to do that... and isn't this a woman's kimono?" Being the navigator and researcher on his brother's ship meant that the blond had vast knowledge on many different cultures.
The English pirate scowls as he continues to be torn. Finally his hunger wins over, and he mutters "Please can I have some food." glaring the entire time, his face red.
Gilbert just shrugs, clearly having no idea. "I don't know, but I thought you would like it!" he says, smiling happily.
Antonio hummed softly as he walked down to his room, slowly unlocking the door as he nodded softly towards one of his crew members as he walked by.
Francis laughed softly as he laid the plate on the bed, "Now was that so hard?" He waited until the other had started to eat before moving to sit down next to him.
Matthew blushed as he muttered while nodding his head quickly, "I-It's lovely, merci beaucoup."
Romano, who had been sitting leaning against the door, angry as always, starts using every curse word he knows when suddenly the door is opened, causing him to fall over.
After quickly finishing the plate of food, Arthur asks, "Do you have any tea?" the scowl still on his face.
The albino beams at this. "You should try it on!" he urges.
The Spaniard managed to catch the boy before he crashed into the floor, easily picking him up as he said teasingly, "Really you are making me start to think that you can't go even one second without my attention."
Francis stood up again, opening the door as if on cue as he revealed a pirate tolding a tea set, thanking him quickly he explained, "I already know what you like." Pouring him a cup he offered it to the grumpy blond.
"Wha-What?" Matthew asked in alarm though as he looked at the begging red eyes he gave a defeated breath, slowly pulling on the kimono.
The Italian turns red, glares, and pouts, all at once at that.
Arthur just snorts at that, but takes the cup of tea.
Gilbert watches, happy that it seemed to be the correct size.
The pirate chuckled softly as he set the other back on his feet, asking with a small tilt of his head, "You were trying to get out of the room, was there something you needed?"
The long haired man waited until the other was taking sips of the warm drink before speaking, "...I rather enjoyed last night by the way."
Matthew frowned as he spun around in the kimono, "Does it look alright?" He knew he shouldn't really like the fact that he looked good in girl's clothing, but he didn't want to look bad either.
Romano shakes his head. "I wasn't trying to get out of the room, damnit!"
Arthur instantly spits the tea out and starts choking in his shock and embarrassment.
The pirate nods joyfully, suddenly hugging the other.
"Alright, alright, well is there anything you need now?" Antonio said with a small smile, kissing the other lightly on the lips as he hugged the boy to him.
"Oh something wrong darling?" Francis asked with a devious look to his blue eyes as he watched the red face of Arthur, "By the way you well have to wipe off the floor now~"
Matthew squeaked softly at the embrace, asking as he tried once again to forget about what had happened last night, though the pain in his rump wasn't really allowing that, "S-So what is the plan of your little group now?"
Romano shakes his head quickly, before suddenly remembering something. "I'm fucking hungry, tomato bastard!"
Arthur just glares at the other. "Don't call me darling." he finally growls.
Gilbert just shrugs. "We're getting a safe distance away and then headed somewhere else." he says, enjoying hugging his liebe.
Antonio smiled softly as he pulled the other with him towards the kitchen, "Let's get something to eat then, after that we can go above deck. You'll be able to see who exactly are our new allies."
Francis chuckled deeply as he leaned closer to the Brit's face, "I think I have the right to call you whatever I want. After all, you haven't forgotten this have you?" Gently he tugged on the chain still attached to the collar of his captive.
Matthew blushed hard as he was held still, pressing for more information, "Where exactly are we going?"
Romano nods, agreeing for once.
Turning even redder, Arthur gives the french man a look that clearly brought to mind the saying, 'if looks could kill...'
The albino shrugs again. "Wherever we end up agreeing on." he says, nuzzling the others head.
Antonio smiled as he walked into the dinning room, a table and chair set up strictly for himself and any visiting captains. Seeing the other crew members also sitting around the room and eating he couldn't help but feel the urge to tease his prisoner. Sitting down in his chair he pulled Romano to sit down in his lap, obviously refusing to let the Italian sit by himself.
Francis only giggled at the deadly look, suddenly gripping his chin he placed a kiss on those pale lips, "Now, now Iggy, that look is rather... alluring." The french were always known for being willing to do almost anything to get what they want.