The pirate and his captive walked until they got tired and decided to rest. Feliciano sat on the ground under a tree while Arthur sat near him on a giant rock that happened to be there. They'd only been on foot for a day and they got far enough to almost get to the border of the country. They would have gotten farther but Feliciano had started to get tired and whined about wanting to go to sleep. Not wanting to hear more of the Italian's whining about sleep he picked out a little spot for them to rest for the night. Arthur tried to fall asleep but he heard his captive's shivering and couldn't stand it anymore.

He got up and laid down next to the shivering man and drapped his coat over them. Feliciano woke with a jump when he felt the sudden warmth and was even more surprised when an arm was draped over him. Turning his head, he saw Arthur who was trying to go to sleep like he was. Maybe he's not so bad. The Italian thought as he went to sleep.

The next morning, Arthur woke up to no Feliciano in his arms. His response was going into panic. What if Feliciano is on his way back to Venice and is telling everyone of the pirate that kidnapped him? Arthur could not risk that happening. He wasn't about to be killed by a bunch of wine-slurping Italians! He got up and took his sword out of the sheath and prepared to go back to Venice himself but then he heard rustling in the bushes.

"Ve~ I got breakfast!" A familiar voice sang. Arthur put his sword down and waited for Feliciano to come out of the bushes with a fish. When he did, the pirate couldn't help but be amazed at the size of the fish. It perfectly fit in his little hands and it was kind of cute to see that. Goddammit no! Ever since he met the little Italian he had been feeling things for him. The kind of feeling he got when he saw something amazing and decided he had to have it. Feliciano's good feelings towards him is what he wanted and he would do anything to get them.

"Hey Feliciano." The Italian stopped and looked at him with the same big smile on his face.

"I was going to surprise you this morning with a fish!"

"You certainly surprised me, look at how big it is! I'll gut it." Arthur took the fish and started to gut it as Feliciano tried to start up a fire. There was silence surrounding them and the only sound that could be heard was the humming that was coming from the Italian. The blond felt at peace and it reminded him of Alfred. His son. He missed him so much. It had been a while since he was taken from him. Six years? Yea. That had to be how long it was. Arthur let out an inaudible sigh. If he ever came across that bastard again he'd kill him and gut him like he's gutting this fish. A gentle hand was on his shoulder and he looked up at Feliciano.

"Are you alright?"

"Um, yea. I was just thinking about something."

"Like what?"

"Nothing. Um, I got this fish gutted enough let's get this thing over the fire." Arthur got up and walked to the fire. Feliciano got the feeling the pirate was hiding something and he'd find out. He walked to the fire and sat down next to Arthur. As he watched the fish cooking over the fire, he laid his head on Arthur's shoulder.

"You can tell me anything you know. I'll listen." The pirate closed his eye.

"I would tell you but... I don't know how to open up to people."

"It's easy! Just let out your feelings!" Arthur chuckled.

"Fine. I was really thinking about my son. I haven't seen him in six years and I miss him terribly."

"Why don't you just go see him?"

"It's not that simple."

"Why not?" Arthur opened up his mouth then closed it. No. He want to say it. The memories, they were just too painful to relive and he's rather not take the trip down memory lane just yet. The screams of Alfred calling out for him to save him and then... no. It was too much for him to recall everything. It was something he would rather forget happened. Feliciano looked at him and tried to pry him for answers.

"Come on, what happened?" Arthur pushed him off as soon as the fish was ready and got it from the fire. The Italian adjusted his flower crown and puffed his cheeks like a child as he glared at the pirate. he got the hint, Captain Kirkland didn't want to talk. Fine, he didn't care. He'll find out sooner or later. There was silence between them and Arthur sighed.

"I'm sorry for pushin' ya over but I'd rather not talk about my son, it's too painful for me to think about." The brunette nodded and ate some fish, not really caring that he didn't pray first. The pirate gave him a horrified look. Did he really? Did he really just do that?!

"Were you not going to pray first?"

"I spent all morning catching that fish and I haven't eaten anything since you kidnapped me, I don't care." Feliciano deadpanned, his crankiness showing. Arthur chuckled and and some fish too, not really giving a fuck himself. After the two ate they were off again. They were walking up the dirt path going into Verona when Feliciano groaned.

"Why do we have to walk?" Arthur looked at him and rolled his eye.

"Oh do stop your complaining, at least you aren't covered in mud. The faster we walk, the faster we can rest." Feliciano nodded and they kept walking until a carriage pulled up beside them and they stopped to see a very distinguished man step out. He was a little chubby guy but what the hay. Beggars can't be choosers.

"Are you two in desperate need of assistance?"

"Um, yes we are. You see, my companion and I are travelling to France but our horses got lost along with our luggage..." Feliciano tried to lie but failed. The chubby guy looked past the lie and nodded.

"Well, if you two would come with me, we will gladly give you a lift to France." The pirate and the captive looked at each other and nodded as they moved to enter the carriage but were both clobbered on the head before they could. Before they could fall, the two men who clobbered them caught them and hoisted them over their shoulders. The shubby fellow quivered in fear as another shadow stepped out.

He had the standard pirate get-up like Arthur but unlike Arthur, he didn't have an eye patch and his hair was longer and was tired by a ribbon. He smirked and walked over to the quivering man. His hand dug into his pocket and he took out a little pouch filled with gold coins and tossed it at his feet. The man scrambled to the ground to get the money as the other pirate still wore the smirk as he got his sword and pointed it to the man's head. The man looked up at him and audibly gulped as he stopped picking up the gold that had fallen out of the pouch. Slowly, he stood up and backed into the carriage and the pirate stuck his sword in the carriage next to the man's head.

"Don't forget, mi amigo, you are still in my debt. Just because you did me this one gratice doesn't mean I will let you go. Got it?" The man said no words as he nodded and even started to cry. The pirate took his sword out and signaled his men to take the two away. He was about to walk off when the man called out to him.

"Captain Carriedo, how much longer will you be needing my services?" Captain Carriedo turned around and looked at him again but this time with a harsh glare.

"As long as you want me and my crew to keep protecting you, you sniveling pig! I could have easily just killed you back then but then you became of use to me and you still are. As long as you seek the protection of me and my crew you will do as I say or else. Got that through your thick skull now?" The man stopped crying a little and nodded as Captain Carriedo walked away. 'It has been a while since I last saw you, Captain Kirkland...' He thought as he followed his men.

~Days Later~

Arthur woke up with a terrible headache. All he remembered was a chubby man and getting hit in the head. He looked around the dimly lit room he was in and wondered where he was and then his thoughts drifted to Feliciano. His eyes widened when he thought of the Italian man. He frantically searched around the room until hie found Feliciano sleeping soundly right beside him. Relief washed over the pirate as he brought the sleeping chestnut-haired man into his arms and breathed in his scent. Once Arthur realized what he was doing, he really didn't knwo what to think about the situation anymore. This felt so right yet so wrong at the same time and, in these times, same sex relationships aren't exactly something that people accept since many say it is not praised in the bible.

The door to the room they were in opened and in came a man wearing a white shirt, black pants, brown boots and a red sash on his waist. His hair was a chocolate brown which was long and shaggy since it was being held at the left side by a single red ribbon and his eyes were about as green as the grass that grows in the woods. Arthur's eyes widened when he realized he was in one of the many cabins of Captain Antonio Carriedo's ship. It had been a long time since the two crossed paths. Last time they did, it wasn't a happy time and it ended in a blood bath Arthur cared not to remember. Antonio smiled and walked over to them as Arthur tried to back away from him, with Feliciano still in his arms. When Antonio finally stopped moving is when Arthur did and the Spaniard smiled as he said,

"Hola, Captain Kirkland~" The sickeningly sweet words rolled off his tongue like honey. Arthur shivered and glared at Antonio with burning hatred and anger in his eyes. He still hasn't forgotten about what happened and he never will. No matter how nicely the Spaniard acts towards him, there is still blood on his hands.

"What are we doing here Antonio?" Said man growled and returned Arthur's glare.

"First of all, Don't you ever call me Antonio again! You lost that right years ago. Second, you've cause quite the stir in Italy. Kidnapping a nobleman's grandson? I thought you were the tyoe of pirate that didn't kidnap."

"It's not like I had a choice in the matter! Kidnapping an important man's grandchild shounded a hell of a lot better than execution in England." Antonio chuckled and ran a hand through his hair.

"I guess so. When I think about you getting exectued in England, I think of the ways they can do it. Torture. Hanging you. Giving you the pirate's burial and throwing you to the bottom of the sea. Beat you to death. Maybe even kill you the way the he died~" Arthur growled and was about to say something but then Feliciano woke up and yawned.

"Arthur, where are we?"

"Good to see you're awake Feliciano!" Antonio said with a cheerful smile. Arthur studied the man he was just talking to. One minute ago he looked like he was going to harm them and the next moment he's all sunny and happy! What the hell?! Feliciano turned to Antonio and a smile came on his lips as all the former tension lifted and was replased by a thrilled aura. The two hugged leaving Arthur to be very confused.

"Um... do you two know each other?" Feliciano pulled away and nodded.

"Si! Antonio's been a family friend for a few years now! What are we doing here Antonio?" The smile on Antonio's face fell.

"Can't you tell? I'm taking you back to Italy and bringing that filthy pirate to justice for kidnapping you." Feliciano stepped back while shaking his head and kneeling down next to Arthur.

"No. I don't want to go back. If I do then Nonno will never let me out of the house ever again and I'll be trapped in the villa until the day I die! Please don't send me back Antonio. Please."

"Lo siento, but, your grandfather personally asked me to bring you home to Italy so please don't argue with me." Tears started to fall from the Italian's eyes as he hugged Arthur.

"I haven't seen the things this world has to offer... don't deny me that..." His plea fell upon deaf ears as Antonio grabbed his arm and moved to walk out but then Feliciano took a hidden dagger and placed it at his throat. Antonio stopped in his tracks and silently wished his had his sword with him. The Italian leaned to his ear and whispered,

"I know how to use this thing Antonio. One quick movement of my hand and I will slit your throat open. You are going to listen to my demands and give in if you value your life that much, understood?" Antonio whimpered as he nodded.

"Good. First off, you will let us go. Second, you will give us enough gold to last us for three years so we can spend it on food and hotels. Third, you will not pursue us. Got it?" Antonio nodded again and Feliciano let him go. From afar, the British pirate watched and he was surprised. First off by how he never noticed the dagger and second, with how Feliciano handled that situation. I guess even the nice and gentle ones have their secrets, Arthur thought with a fond smile as he watched Antonio leave the room.

~Later~

Feliciano's demands were met and the pirate and captive were walking off and Arthur was doing something in his hands as they were walking. Feliciano kept trying to see but Arthur would walk a little further away from him each time he tried. Eventually he gave up, much to the dismay of his curious nature. Soon the two got tired and decided to stop and rest in the woods again. Once more they were laying together under the stars under Arthur's coat. Feliciano was cuddled into Arthur and looking up and pointing out the outlines each star made. Feliciano yawned and started to fall asleep but before he did he said,

"How did you and Antonio know each other in the past?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"You and Antonio. Both of you have a bit of history between each other. I heard the conversation when you thought I was asleep." Arthur sighed adn looked away.

"How much do you want to know?"

"All of it."

"I guess it all started when I ran away from home when I was a lad. There wasn't enough to eat and my mother was on her back every night and my father was dead so I decided I would get a job working with some privateers then come back and take care of her like she had done me. Things didn't go as planned right away and one night the ship got attacked by some Spanish pirates. Most of the crew, captain included, died in the massacre but I survived. The captain of the ship that attacked took pity on me and made me a cabin boy. It was there that I met the captain's son who also became my one and only friend on the ship.

"Later on the sweet old man who took me on the ship died and Antonio had to take over and he made me vice captain but then one day after we ripped off some poor sap out of all his gold and jewels so we decided to celebrate so we went to a tavern and had ourselves a party. The next morning I woke up next to a beautiful woman and then Antonio barged in yelling and screaming about how I had slept with his wife. We got into an argument and I had to leave his ship and started up my own. Sometime later I learned that she died giving birth to my son, Alfred. For the first few months of his life was there but then my life as a pirate was calling me so I had to leave him with someone I had become friends with when I was gone and I made sure to always visit him when I could and there were times I let him come with me. My life was perfect and then six years ago, he was taken from me."

"How?"

"I was gone for three months and when I came back home, I saw Antonio holding my boy in a choke grab. My friend was already dead and Alfred was afraid. I tried to get the bastard to let him go but he didn't and said that he may as well kill his wife's bastard and gave him a fatal stab wound. Alfred fell to the ground and... I went over to him and tried to take care of him but he shook his head and said that his time had come and he told me that, even thought I wasn't always with him, I was still a great father and he loved me. I didn't even get to tell him I loved him back when those once vibrant eyes I knew had gone dull. Ever since then, I have never forgiven myself or Antonio and I get sad whenever I think of him. Poor boy was only twelve years of age. Barely even a life..." Arthur started to cry and Feliciano hugged him tight.

"It's ok. I'm sure he didn't blame you in his final moments."

"How can you say that? I was there and I watched him die! Nothing was stopping me from preventing my son's death!" Arthur cried. The italian held him until he fell asleep and he did the same. A they slept, a ghostly light appears and out of it, Alfred's ghost appeared, but he was older. He smiled at his father and whispered,

"I never blamed you for my death. Not once." And then, he disappeared back into heaven to continue watching his father.

Me: And that's how chaper three ends, sorry for delay but writer's block. Anyways, if you liked then please favoite, follow or review! This is Janae A.K.A. OrgyMemberXVII signing off! Bye :D