Dia Duit!

IMPORTANT: I AM GOING TO TRY TO UPDATE EACH SUNDAY. IF I MISS A WEEK, I HAVE TO WRITE YOU GUYS A ONE SHOT WHEN I SHOULD BE WORKING AT SCHOOL! IT WILL BE CALLED "I Owe You One!"

Sorry I took so bloody long to update… I hate school :P. I had a science fair project, two unit test and lot of homework in math, a major test grade and a assignment in Texas history, and 8 assignments in English (I still don't understand why we have that class altogether), and A LOT more. I mean, when is learning what a nucleus is ever gonna help us in life? And if it ever does, WHERE THE FECK IS GOOGLE? I'm gonna become an author and move to Ireland (OR BECOME JAMES BOND).

At the time I'm writing this, I have two reviews, but those two reviews are the best thing that I have ever read in all my life (You'll be surprised about how pumped I am just by reading a good review).

BTW, I have OC's for these countries (and county)

Scotland: James Kirkland (he is not Allen now [Allen~ Alistair~ Lewis~ James])

Ireland: (if you haven't realized that, you, my good sir, ARE A COMPLETE, AND UTTER IDIOT.) Erin Chloe O'Connor (no "E" sound at the end for Chloe, as in clothes)

Wales: Benjamin Kirkland (I DID NOT NAME HIM AFTER BREAKING BENJAMIN!)

NORTHERN Ireland: Patrick Kirkland… he'll come in MUCH later…

Clare (county in Ireland): Clare Delaney (named after Saint Patrick Delaney, my ancestor!)

NOW GO READ!

CHAPPY TWO: LAUGHTER

POINT OF VIEW: IRELAND

HOW on the gods' planet has this happened? I was going to get tied down, but of course, the deadliest pirate since that pirates Da died just had to come and be my Prince Charming! If it wasn't for the Scotts… Well I can't change what I didn't do, sadly.

I needed to get weapons, and fast. I quickly tossed the telescope back and examined the deck. All the weapons are taken. But what if… RIP!Arthur Kirkland's ship was nearly right next to the S.S. Ireland when I came back out of the prison cell, a cold, iron pole in my hand, both ends sharp from being ripped off.

BOOM! Canons where spreading and destroying everything like a wildfire. It made the ship rock uneasily, and without stability. CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! Multiple people on Kirkland's ship dropped down wooden planks so they could raid the ship.

I promptly kicked a Englishman off one of the planks and he fell into the Irish Sea. Huh, I guess there isn't one man from each country. I suddenly felt a sharp pain on my calf. THE DAGGERS!

There was another man sneaking up behind me, whom I stabbed. Then, I used that other end of the pole to stab the man in front of me, listening screams coming from both sides. There was then a pirates' sword a foot away from my head, both of my hands on the pole, I blocked the direct blow and kicked the thug away, he falling into the sparkling deep blue sea.

I then through the pole aside and ninja-ed out my daggers, and released a small amount of blood from my cut on my calf, when I heard yelp. My head snapped around to see my personal adviser being thrown off by two people, the first with eyes of an angel the other with those of a demon.

Quickly, I lined up my daggers to reach both of there heads, and was about to score a head shot.

I didn't even notice the man with the gun seeking up behind me.

*Zig Zag means POV change.* TO IGGY-SU!

Twas such a grand ship, such a shame we had to steal all of the important… ahm… cargo and salvage the ship for parts.

(IGGY YOU PERV! Hence: important cargo)

"Cap'in," A Prussian spoke behind me.

"Yes, Gilbert?" I said not bothering turning around.

"The girl still hasn't awoken but the totally awesome me and Kiku has locked her up." The side of my left eye could be seen by him.

"Well done." I said, I turned my head back to face the sea.

It was finally morning. Last night's battle was long, but they were easily defeated when the Princess was down.

"Heh…" my digits gracefully traced over my sliver gun. It was the first of it's kind, and I named it "Pistol". (And thus, the gun was born.) I hit her on the back of the head with it, right in the pressure point, knocking her out instantly.

Head held high, I trotted over to the hull (The place where prisoners where kept), and pushed the cherry wood door open (they have epic cells).

Orange. Bight orange. Her hair… I heard rumors, but I never thought it could be true. They say her hair is fire, eyes are forest, tears of water (NO DUH), and skin of air. Of couse, the women of which bars separate us had a more tan, creamy skin tone, but I understand the gossip.

She also had a voluptuous body and full breast (Like I said, PERV). She had a small but wide mouth, big eyes and a short, curved nose. It's true; all Irish are beautiful (it's a stereotype). The maiden was cuffed; hands above her head, making her look venerable. The bondage was of pure Ziplerphane; it made titanium look as strong as water, and not the pressured kind, either. Seeing how easy it was for her to use the daggers, this was necessary.

The way that the princess was sleeping… it had a come-over-here-you-ignorant-fool look to it. My mouth slightly watered, as if a meal fit for a king was set before me.

"Yao!" I yelled. The man entered, wearing his usual sanguine kimono-like dress top and black, baggy pants, the top part covered by the sanguine fabric. The two buttons on his top where also undone.

"Yasser, aru!" he said cheerfully, slightly covered in sweat.

"Stay and get me when the maiden wakes; and make sure that no one else but Kiku comes in, even if they said that they could."

I knew with a prisoner like her, some others would try to rape her, there is no doubt. Yao and Kiku are completely loyal to one another and don't have any of those thoughts, only to each other. The girlish man took the only seat in the room- that wasn't in the cells, of course. Knowing that Yao wouldn't fail me, I strutted out of the room into the open air only to find Kiku in a rare state; he was wearing a white man-tank and his normal pants.

"Ohio, captain. Have you seen Yao?" He questioned. He also looked bothered.

"In the hull," The Japanese man walked by me. "Oh, and Kiku?" I said, not turning around. "Do try to keep it down." T'would explain why Yao was sweating.

NOTE: OHIO IN JAPANESE MEANS GOOD MORNING.

POV change! To: Irelando~!

Feck… I feel like shite… my head is ringing and it hurts… I finally opened my eyes. The room I was in was all cherry wood, and a nice, big, Victorian bed. Sleep… sleep is good… I was about to walk over when I noticed my hands where bonded.

I pulled on the metal. Wha… that always works! Wait a minute... is that... shite, Ziplerphane. Sodding wankers know my weakness. That's when I noticed the bars. I was in a cell. So this isn't Scotland? Or maybe it is! I don't know about this prince lad, but I had heard some gossip.

But what most surprised me it what was on the other side of the bars. Their was a Chinese girl, beautiful features with honey eyes and a blackish-brown pony tail that was over her shoulder, smiling.

"You're not a creepy raping lass, are you?" She giggled at this. Her outfit was pretty, and the sleeves were to long.

"No, aru. And doesn't lass mean girl?" Her voice was slightly deep, but it was still a girl's voice.

"Yes. I basically called you a girl."

"Sorry, aru, but I am a man." Eyes widened.

"What?" The girl- no, boy- smiled and tilted his head to the side.

"Yes, aru, I am a male."

"How does- you know what? Never mind that. Where exactly am I and who are you, lass- I mean lad?" I questioned, getting slightly louder when I said I mean lad. The he-she walked close to the cell and I want to say his index finger was pointing to the door, but those bloody sleeves…

"My name is Yao Waang, of The Republic Of China, and you my friend, has been captured by the Captain, aru."

"Wait- I'm still a virgin, right?" I blurred out, my head getting slightly closer.

"Yes, aru. Only I, Kiku, and the Captain have been in here for the last three days that you have been in comatose." Okay, that was slightly embarrassing, but it does not matter, it's not like she- I mean he- will yell it out to the whole crew, right?

"You have been held prisoner by Arthur Kirkland-" I busted out laughing. Well that's fecking irony, right there. Jesus, Yao looks extremely confused.

"Well that's just bloody ironic. Holy fecking God." I laughed some more.

"什麼?"

"Because I don't speak Chinese, I'm going with you said what. Well Yao, on the day before the ship got attacked, I prayed to me Celtic Gods again. I've been raised as a Christian, but I use to be a Celt. My prayer was something like, 'I really don't want to throw my life away with someone I don't know, so please get me out of marriage, even if it means getting got by the pirate Arthur Kirkland.' That's just a wee bit ironic, don't you think?" I asked.

Yao looked me in the eyes and said, "They've either cursed you, blessed you, or both, aru." The lad entered the cell with the key to unlock me. "Well, Tis time to go meet the Captain, aru."

Okay! I can go to sleep now! I should have been in bed an hour ago (it's 10)! I have school tomorrow! Sleepy, sleepy elf! So I'll play a bit of Skyrim and Halo then I'm flying with the Z's.

BY THE WAY!

Hachiko: I AM GLAD YOU LOVE IT! You are my first reviewer, so I have to love you now (Irish GLOMP). And I'm sorry for the update thing! And you would be disappointed~

Margotsparkling: Thank you! I am really stressing my writing abilities with this one, I need it to be AMAZING (says the chick with ADD) and I'm looking forward to seeing your Ireland!

BlackHeartGIR: What do you mean by "I'm getting there"? And I write many lemons, I just delete them so me da can't find them. AND YES MAL, I have LICKED A LAMP POST IN WINTER. I love the couple China X Japan although I have no idea why. I mean, I'm not a fan of USUK or FrCa, but with these two? WTF?

Kit-Kat-Kitsune: Thanks! I can't see how this goes along either. I make the crap up as I write it, so you're not the only one who get's surprised. Oh, and I promise that I'll try to update every Sunday, including this one (this is for last week).