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Mr. Pirate, Ti Amo- Spamano (South Italy x Spain)- Lovino Vargas was the next Mafia boss called Vargas Familgia. He would become the next boss when he became 23. One a windy night when he was 17, he asked his grandfather if he could travel the world, of course Grandpa Roma said yes. Who knew a simple wish would have him into a pirate ship owned by a famous pirate, Antonio Fernández Carriedo.

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Save me lord... I saw the comments on Super Bass on Youtube cuz i was bored… Let's just say one of the comment's spelling was just... bad... plain bad.

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Please review, fav, and/or follow! I didn't get a lot... T.T... sniff... if it isn't slightly popular i will be ending this fic within 1-3 chapters. That's how I roll in fanfiction, if the idea isn't good enough; I end it, and start a better one.

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~Pirate Five: Letters~

It's been about two short, but filled weeks. Well it's not bad being a pirate. Lovino was getting used to the life on the water; thank god there were tomatoes to each every day. If there wasn't he would have jumped onto the sea not caring he's miles from land.

His sketchbook was almost all full from drawing all these random people on the ship, but it was mostly a certain captain that was filling up the once pure white pages. The first couple of days on ship were only trying to avoid the Spanish pirate, seeing he kept blushing even when he tried to stop.

Lovino went into a random room and locked it, he flipped to a random page of the sketchbook, and regretted it dearly, and it was Antonio was a fake pissed off face. What he didn't know was Antonio was looking for him, and finally found him in the extra bed room for Alfred, who sometimes comes over.

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Lovino was on the balcony of his shared room. The salty wind gently blew on his slightly red face. He was leaning onto the railing of the balcony and closed his emerald green eyes. Lovino imagined his life as a normal person, not involved in mafia, pirates, or the government, just a normal life in the city with 3 brown haired kids, and Antonio...

WAIT... Lovino snapped his eyes open when he imagined his life with Antonio as a normal person. He was going crazy, why would he be thinking of him of all the people? Was it because he made him join the stupid crew? Or because.. The Italian hit his head on the railing repeating the word stupid tomato-bastard.

"Who you calling a Tomato-Bastard?" Antonio walked in. He noticed the slight blush on Lovino's face growing redder. Lovino back, well tried to back away from the hot pirate who kept leaning over him. Their lips were almost, almost touching.

"W-what?" Lovino stuttered. On the second day on the ship, he found out by Francis the French pervert that the tomatoes growing near his shared room were taken care of by Antonio, who loves tomatoes. Lovino dodged the pirate's hug and ran out of the room before Antonio could even turn around.

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He flipped over to another random page, it was Antonio's face, and it was from that day. This was only yesterday.

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Antonio was taking care of the tomatoes outside the room. The sun was covered by the clouds, and it rained a bit yesterday. Lovino on the other hand was sitting next to the tomatoes, plucking on off and chomping on it.

The pirate noticed a couple of tomatoes when missing and looked at the closest person near him. "Hey Lovi?"

"What do you want you bastard?" He replied still eating the tomato he plucked off. It was well grown for a pirate, but Lovino would never admit it's good even if he was going to die.

Antonio moved his face closer to the Italian. His face was only 2 inches away from Lovino who started to blush again, just after the blushing from looking at him calmed down. He smacked the Spanish pirates face away from his own face.

Lovino ran off blushing again and hid inside their shared room, locking door he curled himself in the bed. Antonio was knocking on the door to see what's wrong. It's funny, you think a good looking... a fucking... hot... pirate would know a little bit more about love, but he is a moron with feeling.

The Italian took out his sketch book and drew every detail he could remember about his -not admitting- crush's face. His eyes wasn't like how he always thought pirates were. Lovino thought they would be more.. Filled with blood thirst, and full of hate, but Antonio's was full of curiosity, and showed he was caring, but would kill to protect.

As he was sketching the mouth, he wondered how would those lips feel on his own lips? Rough and demanding... or would it be a soft and gentle kiss like all-almost all girl wish for? Fuck... Lovino felt girly at that moment and wanted to scream.

Antonio, who was on the other side wonders what was wrong with Lovino, tried to ignore the awkwardness and finished planting the new tomatoes.

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Antonio at this current time ran to the room Lovino locked himself into. His group of friends was near the door was only staring at the duo.

Francis was laughing softly with Matthew, Arthur, and Gilbert who was sitting under the shade looking at their captain. Francis was on the floor trying to breath, Arthur was just shaking his head, the Albino was saying his infamous Kesese, and Matthew only smiled at the Italian and Spanish.

"Mon Dieu, I never thought Antonio was this... how I should say it..." Francis was still trying to stop laughing. Currently from ahead of them Antonio stood back up and tried to open the locked door. They could hear Lovino yelling back at the Pirate. But let's just say the lock is currently more powerful then Antonio.

"Stupid?" Arthur suggested.

"Clueless?" Matthew whispered. Gilbert was behind him making him giggle slightly. "Gilbert, that just-"

"-dead on the spot?" Gilbert finished. "Geez, we all knew Antonio was always a bit slow in everything, but never this slow in love! Lovino is practically telling him he likes him without even telling!"

The English pirate only nodded and looked back to the two people who were currently their entertainment. Antonio finally got the door open and fell inside of the room, while Lovino's face was still red, and was gripping on a sketchpad. He could see a faint outline of a man's face in the page behind the blank page Arthur could see.

"...hm..." Francis hummed. He saw Antonio getting kicked out of Lovino's way, and he ran into his shared room, just like last time. This was getting old. First Lovino is in a room, or they are near each other. Antonio does something stupid, then Lovino goes out of the room, and looks himself somewhere else, or he kicked the moron out of the room/place they were in. "Ah! I have an idea!"

"An… Idea?" Matthew replied. He wasn't so sure about his cousin so called idea. Last time his idea; well it worked, but was one dangerous plan.

The Frenchman nodded and grinned. He motioned everyone to come near him. Gilbert had a feeling what was the plan, and Arthur just sighed hopping it wouldn't end so messy, really messy with roses, wine, and… oh god… Get that out of his mind. Francis always made his plain very… interesting… "We should have Alfred, your younger brother try to flirt with Lovino!"

*Punch*

Idea rejected.

"How about we flirt or have Lovino with us most of the time for Antonio to notice his love for the cute Italian?" He proposed another idea.

Everyone around him nodded. "Starting… Now."

Gilbert ran into the room with Lovino yelling at the smiling Antonio who only tried to calm him down. He held Lovino's arm together, and ran off. Antonio only blinked at what just happened and pouted. He won't be able to be with Lovi for a while.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" Lovino yelled. He tried to get out of the Albino's strong grip, but was a bit too weak for him.

Gilbert only grinned and put him down. "I know you like 'Tonio,"

Shocked was the word pasted onto the green eyed teen. He growled as a reply. The Prussian grinned even more.

"I knew it!" said a voice in the back ground. The Frenchman popped out randomly, something what a certain Hungarian would have done when seeing something very juicy.

"CHIGI!" Lovino cried out. He did not, will not, and shall not, like this this certain French man who kept making him scared. You can't blame him. Last time he saw him Francis grabbed his butt quite tightly, and didn't let go until Arthur smacked him on the back.

The Frenchman purred into Lovino's ear. "I shall help you, seeing he cannot understand such things~"

To Lovino, Francis sounded like he was an animal in heat with that voice. How does Arthur live with this idiot? Well, whenever Arthur gets extremely mad, he is scary, even Francis shivers from fright.

A slight shiver came onto Lovino's spine when Francis face was right in front of his own face. "W-what the fucking hell d-do you mean?" Lovino tried not to stutter.

"We all know Lovino." Arthur. Then Matthew walked in behind Gilbert, and Arthur was sitting on a wooden box waiting for something. He was staring at Lovino with his emerald eyes that showed he saw more than needed in a life time. "And we want to help you about Antonio. We promise we will make it happen."

"Huh?" Lovino blushed at Antonio's name.

"Let's plan!" Gilbert yelled out. He pushed a table in the middle of the locked room.

"Oh god no…" Lovino wanted to die. He knew it was useless to do anything, just go with the flow.

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After a week the "plan" was working, Antonio became more eager to get Lovino's attention, and kept touching him.

Lovino finally got Antonio to do something else besides having him talk to him. He opened up his bag and took out a pen and paper.

Dear Nonno,

Ciao Nonno Roma. It's been one long week since I last wrote to you. I'm currently on a pirate ship with some nice people who helped me out. They are nice pirates, don't you dare do anything. I will fucking hate you, don't you dare be a hypocrite.

Francis is from France, and is really annoying! But at least he has a friend/lover who straightens him when he gets to annoying named Arthur who is from London, England. His cousin Matthew is not like him except the wavy hair, purple-blue eyes, and the accentish... Matthew is part French, and Canadian. Matthew has a lover named Gilbert who is an albino. He is from Prussia, and has a little brother who is living in Germany I heard. He has a pet bird who named Gilbird, what an original name.

I share a room with a man named Antonio; he liked tomatoes a lot and plants then next to our room.

At least I got to eat fresh tomatoes, if I couldn't I would fucking have died by now!

The weather is nice here. We went to England to pick up Arthur's younger half-brother named Alfred; he took his father's last name, while Arthur took his mother's last time. I don't know why but I heard it was really… really… complicated.

God, these people are complicated. Matthew is brother's with Alfred and half-brothers with Arthur, but he took his took his mother's last name. Looks like the father had two wives… the first one died two years after Arthur was born… thank god we don't have an annoying family like that.

I'm fine, and am currently sailing to Greece. I hope you guys are fine in Italy. I miss you all!

Love,

Lovino Romano Vargas

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Lovino folded the paper into an envelope and took out another paper. He bit onto the pen and started to write.

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Dear Feliciano,

Hey Feli! It's been a while! I hope you aren't being to annoying to everyone! Also, I heard from nonno you fell in love with a fucking German? How interesting, tell him to be ready for the damn fucking test. He better not be like the others!

I'm currently still on the same ship. I never got to tell you about the people I met. I'll dumb it down for you seeing you wouldn't understand what I wrote to Nonno.

Francis is from France. He's a bastardo. Never does he shut up about wine, and woman! Unless next to his boyfriend Arthur, his cousin, who is an Englishman. He's okay. But very… interesting? He has large eye brows. When I first saw him I thought that was make-up!

Matthew is Francis cousin, Arthur's half younger brother, and Alfred's younger brother. Their family is just complicated as shit. It's like trying to understand the bible as a child. He has a lover named Gilbert, who is an albino. They have a pet bird named Gilbert. Matthew is nice, I like him. He's good at cooking comparing to Arthur.. A lot better.

Alfred is Matthew older brother, who is an obnoxious teen! He never! Fucking NEVER stops talking about this Chinese chick, or guy. His meals are degusting! I don't even want to think about it!

Well… I'm going to Greece next, then to Italy. I think I will visit you and nonno in about two to three weeks?

Feliciano… don't tell Nonno… but I fell in love with the captain… with the pirate captain… Antonio… God… I don't know! It's just so hard to understand! I can never stop thinking of him! Or even flirt with the girls now! His face is just hot… fucking hot… I'm afraid… what if he rejects me or breaks my heart like him?

Do you think I should go for it? Feli? I'm afraid.. Everyone else is helping me get him. But what if it's just a waste? Once is fine.

I miss you guys. See you soon.

Love you older brother,

Lovino Romano Vargas.

P.S. Don't forget about the test.

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Lovino sighed when the bird flew out the window with his two letters that poured out all of his emotions. He missed his Grandpa who would sing randomly, and his annoying little brother who couldn't fight for his life.

"Lovi! We are almost near Greece!"

"Okay!"

TBC…