a/n: i do not own hetalia

On Board

Chapter Four: The Canadian Prisoner

Antonio smirks at the blonde man in front of him, their swords connected in a stalemate. "You've come again, Kirkland." "Just visiting an old friend, Carriedo." Lovino watches as the crew battles on their ship and the strange Britain man's. When they came on board Lovino and Feliciano were thrown into a hiding place, left to only watch helplessly as the others fight.

"Ve~! Fratello…look over there!" Feliciano exclaims, pointing to the other ship. Standing there was Francis with a small blonde teenage boy with glasses in his grasp, a sword up to the boy's neck. "You will leave now or I will kill this boy!" Another blonde with glasses, who looked a lot like the prisoner, drops his sword. "Don't hurt him!" He yells out and the man fighting Antonio looks to him. "Alfred, damnit don't put your sword down! Even if you back out!"

Alfred looks to his captain, distraught. "He has my little brother, Arthur! I can't-!" Arthur grimaces and looks over to Antonio. "This is not finished, bastard." Antonio smirks. "I wouldn't dream of it." Arthur scoffs and has his men retreat. "Now give me back the boy." The English man commands and Francis smirks. "No way. Think of this as payback for stealing my Seychelles."

"Seychelles…? Oh right, that girl…what does it matter to you if we took her?" Arthur asks and Francis glares at him. "I loved her, idiot!" He scoops the boy up into his arms and jumps back onto his ship. "When I get Seychelles back, you can get this boy back!" Alfred runs to the edge of their boat and yells out to them. "WE DON'T HAVE HER ANYMORE! DAMNIT GIVE HIM BACK!"

Francis glares at Alfred before turning away and heading to the cabin. "N-NO!" Alfred chokes out, beginning to cry. "Carriedo! I will trust you to keep our pact! Don't lay a hand on that boy!" Arthur yells as he pulls Alfred into his arms and comforts him. Antonio smirks. "Oh, I would never dream of breaking the pact. Do not worry." "Ohhh, I'm not worried. Because if you hurt him at all…I will come after one of those Italian boys you have under the floor boards." Arthur declares, pointing down to the area Lovino and Feliciano are hiding in.

"You have a deal." Antonio says as the other ship pulls away, soon disappearing into the skyline. "Get Lovino and Feliciano out of their hiding spot." HE orders and brings Francis into another room, the now teary-eyed boy still in the Frenchman's arms. "Gilbert, take this boy into a room." Gilbert glares at Antonio and Francis. "We don't HAVE an extra room. Lost it to the new recruits, remember?" Antonio looks at him with an eerie darkness in his eyes. "Then put him in your room."

Gilbert instantly straightens up and grabs the boy from Francis, immediately feeling the trembling he is doing, before glaring at his crew mate. "Nice going, Francis." He hisses at the blonde man before going to his room. Once in there he plops the boy onto the bed, earning a little grunt of pain. "So, what is your name?" Gilbert asks and the boy glares at him before whispering. "I'm not telling you…until I can go home."

The Prussian shrugs. "Fine, be that way. I don't really care." He reaches into a drawer and pulls out handcuffs. "Put your right hand against the bed post closest to the wall." The blonde boy frowns. "Why that one? That'll hurt even more than the other…" Gilbert stares at him in annoyance for a second before sighing. "Fine. Put it on the other bedpost." The boy does and Gilbert handcuffs him. "One of the Italian boy's will be in here soon to feed you." Gilbert says before leaving the room.

Almost immediately both Feliciano and Lovino come into the room. "Huh…?" The boy looks at the confused as the brothers look him over, Lovino frowning at the handcuffs. "How stupid…" Feliciano smiles at the boy. "I'm Feliciano! This is Lovino! What is your name?" "…Matthew…" Matthew murmurs and Feliciano's eyes light up. "What a nice name! Don't worry about the people here! They are really nice, right fratello?"

Lovino looks Matthew over before sighing. "They are nice to us, but we aren't prisoners…" Matthew looks down sadly. "That man was mean…" Lovino nods. "That's Gilbert for you. Don't take it personally. I'm sure he's mostly angry at Francis for kidnapping someone for such a stupid reason." "Love isn't a stupid reason…I don't think…" Matthew mumbles and Feliciano smiles at him. "I agree!"

Lovino rolls his eyes at the two. "At any rate…what would you like to eat?" "Um…if you have pancakes…that would be nice…b-but you can make whatever and I'll eat it. I am a prisoner after all." Matthew mutters and Lovino looks away annoyed. "You're a prisoner…but you aren't our prisoner. So we'll make you whatever you want. I'll be back with some pancakes."

Lovino heads out and Feliciano sits down next to Matthew. "Fratello is really nice when he wants to be! And Gilbert will calm down after he bitches at Francis! He's been really sore at him recently, don't take it personally! I have to go now, but fratello will be back soon with your food!" Feliciano pats the boy on the head before jumping up and heading off.

Matthew sighs and arranges himself so he can lay down, his cuffed hand resting on his forehead. "So your name is Matthew, huh?" A voice says from the doorway and Matthew looks to see Gilbert staring at him. "…Which one told you?" Gilbert sighs and comes in all the way, closing the door behind him. "Feliciano did, along with that I need to be nicer to you."

Matthew groans a little as he sits up so Gilbert can sit on the bed and take his boots off. "…Why are you taking off your boots? It's not night time…" Gilbert sighs tiredly as he begins to take off his coat. "I am taking a nap. If that is alright with you. It is what I always do after getting into fights with Antonio and Francis." Matthew frowns as the man crawls into the bed and against the wall. "Sorry…that I'm causing trouble…"

Gilbert looks over to him wide-eyed. "Are you…apologizing? Kid, it's not your fault. It's Francis's fault. Ever since you guys took Seychelles away, he's been totally lost…doing one stupid thing after another…" Matthew frowns. "Well…they were in love, right? It would make sense…although…why did you guys have a girl on your ship? You know those are bad luck, right?"

Gilbert laughs a little. "Believe me, Antonio…our captain…didn't want her on at all. But Francis talked him into it…not to mention she started crying…by the end he didn't have a leg to stand on. But you know…you guys took her onto your ship, too." Matthew smiles slightly. "We did…but we got rid of her as fast as possible." "Hm…maybe we should have kicked Francis and her off in some random country…" Gilbert mutters before the door opens.

"Huh…? What are you doing in your room right now, albino bastard?" Lovino asks confused, a plate of pancakes and a container of syrup in his hands. "I can't be in my room?" Gilbert counters and Lovino shrugs. "Whatever. Here you go, Matthew." He hands the food to Matthew before Antonio comes to the door. "Lovi~! Would you cook me something good~? Captain is really upset~!"

Lovino blushes a little before glaring at the Spaniard. "If you're upset, than act like it! Ugh, come on!" He heads off to the kitchen, followed by Antonio, who closes their door for them. "…That is your captain…? Didn't you say you were all just fighting?" Matthew asks and Gilbert sighs. "He got out what he needed to say as the captain, so he's back to being his normal bubbly self…on the outside at least."

Gilbert sits up and leans toward the boy, staring at his plate. "What is that exactly…?" "It's a pancake! It's really good! Especially with syrup! Want a taste?" Matthew asks and holds his fork out to Gilbert. "Hm…I suppose the awesome me could try it." Gilbert leans forward and takes a bite from the fork, making Matthew blush a little. "I-is it…?" Matthew's question gets cut off by an excited Gilbert. "That was awesome! Totally worthy of being eaten by someone as awesome as me!"

The blonde cuts his stack of pancakes in half and hands Gilbert the fork. "Here, I'll eat my half with the knife." Gilbert smirks at him. "What a nice little prisoner…"

Two weeks later:

Lovino heads into the room to see Matthew sitting up and waiting for him. Over the past few weeks the two boys had grown to be pretty good friends, much to Gilbert's annoyance, so now every day Lovino will come in and visit with Matthew when he isn't busy. "I have good news, Matthew." Matthew smiles at him. "Ohhh? Do tell." Lovino pulls a key out of his pocket and gives the blonde one of his rare smiles. "You have earned your freedom on the ship."

Matthew lights up as Lovino un-cuffs him. "There you go…" Lovino says before Mathew pulls him into a tight hug. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" The Italian boy blushes and begins to struggle. "O-oi! It wasn't me who got you out! It was that albino bastard! Go hug him!...On second thought…don't hug him. But go thank him." Matthew nods happily and runs out of the room.

On deck:

Gilbert smirks at Francis, both in a mop fight. That's right, pirates have mop fights. "Get ready! You lecherous Frenchman!" Gilbert exclaims, pointing the handle of his mop at Francis. "Ohoh! It is you who should-!" Francis stops when he sees Matthew come running over and hug Gilbert tightly. "Ohhh? What is this?"

Gilbert stares down at Matthew, his face going bright red as the mop falls from his hand. "M-Mattie…?" "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Matthew exclaims, hugging him tighter. "O-oh…Lovino actually told you it was me? I'm shocked…" Gilbert says as he hugs Matthew back.

"We should celebrate tonight! Let's all have drinks!" Antonio exclaims and Lovino glares at him. "…You want to get everyone drunk? Are you stupid?" "Lovi~! You don't have to drink if you're afraid~!"Lovino blushes and kicks Antonio. "Shut up you damn Spaniard!"

Gilbert ignores them and smiles down at Matthew. "Do you drink, Mattie?" Matthew blushes a little. "W-well…yeah a little…but I'm a lightweight…" A smirk comes to Gilbert's face as he pulls the boy closer. "Ohhh? A lightweight, huh?" Matthew lets out a little squeak before looking up at Gilbert. "Wh-what's with the smirk…?" "Hmmm? Nothing, nothing…" Gilbert says before Lovino comes out of nowhere and pulls Matthew away from the Prussian. "Quit looking at him like that, damnit! God, you brothers are the same! Going after the innocent people on this ship…"

Matthew and Gilbert blush in unison before Gilbert speaks up. "Mind your own business, Lovino! Give Mattie back!" Antonio comes up and wraps an arm around Lovino's shoulders. "Well why don't you come get the alcohol with me, Lovi~?" Lovino groans and lets Matthew go before begrudgingly going with him.

"Hey Mattie…" Gilbert grabs his hand and pulls Matthew closer. "Come on, I want to show you something! It's awesome!" The two go up to the steering area and Gilbert leans over the railing. "G-Gilbert! What are you-!" Matthew goes to drag him back up when Gilbert pops up on his own, holding a baby chick.

"This is Gilbird. He likes to fly beside the ship during nice days. He also hates being cooped up in my room, so you've never met him." Gilbert holds out the bird to Matthew. "Wow~! He's so precious~!" Matthew coos and Gilbird flies over to his hand. "He's so friendly." Gilbert smirks at the two. "He's actually not. He just likes you. Gilbird has awesome taste, like me." Matthew smiles, blushing.

That night:

Everyone gathers around with their alcohol, laughing and drinking. "I can't believe you fell in love with Seychelles, man! We don't even know her real name!" Gilbert exclaims and Francis laughs. "I know! But you can't control who you love~! Right everyone!" Francis asks and all of them go silent, looking to one another awkwardly.

"Anyways! What's with you guys! The only new guy who is drinking is Ludwig!" Francis says and Lovino glares at him. "Maybe we don't like alcohol." "Maybe you should man up." Lovino twitches and Feliciano laughs a little, taking Ludwig's drink. "I'll try it! But if I don't like it I'm not having anymore!" Francis nods. "Now that's the spirit!"

Lovino glares daggers at Francis as Feliciano takes a drink. "Eww beer is nasty!" "There you go. Now go find something else to do, stupid Frenchman." Francis laughs and looks over to Matthew. "Are you going to have any Mathieu?" Matthew shakes his head no. "I've had it before and I don't really like it." "Ah, such a shame."

"Be nice, Francis~!" Antonio says, face flushed. "Great, he's drunk…go to bed, idiot." Lovino says and Antonio giggles. "Only if you bring me there~!" The Italian flips him off before getting up and helping him to his feet. "Any touching and I'm leaving you wherever you fall." "Si~!" Antonio coos into his ear and the two head off.

"So…Mathieu, you are Alfred's brother, huh? I bet you're missing your ship, aren't you?" Francis asks and Matthew shakes his head, moving from his spot near Feliciano as the boy begins to kiss Ludwig. "I don't really miss it…I have the amazing ability of being invisible on the ship." He sits down between Gilbert and Francis, both of whom check him out.

"Oh~? No lover on your ship?" Francis asks and Matthew blushes. "No! Of course not! They are all like family to me. That'd just be weird..." "And what of our crew…?" The Frenchman asks and Gilbert glares over at him. "I-I...wh-why do you ask…?" Matthew asks going a deeper red as he shyly sneaks a glance over to Gilbert. "Well, as a new friend of yours, I would gladly-!" Francis' hand is quickly slapped away by Gilbert when it goes near Matthew's ass.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing! Don't touch my Mattie!" Gilbert hisses as he pulls Matthew into his lap. "G-Gilbert?" Matthew squeaks out and Francis smirks before getting up. "I'll leave you guys alone~!" Gilbert goes bright red, his arms still tightly wrapped around Matthew's waist. "Mattie…um…" He clears his throat and turns the bright red blonde to face him. "Th-there's something…I need to tell you…" Matthew nods silently.

"Mattie…Matthew…I like you…" Gilbert mumbles and Matthew looks at him wide-eyed. "R-really!" "Y-yeah…but I won't do anything to you! I'm too awesome to do that! So don't worry about sharing a room with me! Of course…if you don't want to…you can share a room with Lovino and-!" Matthew cuts him off by pulling him into a tight hug. "M-Mattie!" Gilbert exclaims and Matthew buries his head in the man's chest. "I like you, too! I've liked you for a long time!"

Matthew looks up at him shyly and Gilbert smirks. "You're so cute, Mattie…" Gilbert mutters before pulling the boy into a kiss. As they do this Lovino comes back up and looks around to see Feliciano and Ludwig making out in one corner and Matthew and Gilbert up where the steering wheel is, also making out. "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED WHILE I WAS GONE!"

a/n: Francis is such an evil, brilliant man. who is in love with a girl with no i really should get a name for seychelles...oh well. *sigh* this isn't how i wanted it. It's so short and doesnt cover alot about the two. . I'll probabbly just write about the whole thing as a seperate story...someday. But yeah...PRUCAN!*throws confetti around* Poor Alfred though...all upset and worried like a good big brother. back to lovino and antonio next time! yaaayy!