A/N: Hey guys! Back again with the 5th chappie! How has school been treating ya'll? I know I've been being run ragged. Anywho, shoutouts to Lathrain and JustObsessed for reviewing! Please be gentle with the flames, apologies for any oocness and enjoy.

Of Cupcakes And Sword Fights

Chapter Five

Who Are You Truly?

Part One

*Francois POV*

I reached for my bottle and drained the last of its contents as I blew out the candle. As I made my way over to the couch I stared at the sleeping boy curled up in my bed and sighed.

Mon dieu, what's gotten into me? What is it about him that makes me soft? Why does it sadden me that he'll be staying behind? Who is he?

With a sudden realization I thought back again and never remembered getting his name. I'd have to ask tomorrow. At the very least I wanted a name to match the face.

*time skip brought to you by wine-sempai*

I woke up the next morning and yawned, stretching as I sat up. I almost wanted to go back to sleep but I knew if I wasn't up then no one would be able to get my crew up and working. So I got up and shuffled over to my chair where my captain's coat hung.

As I turned to make my way out, tugging on my coat as I did so, I caught a glance of the small boy asleep in my bed. His strawberry colored hair, his flawless cream colored skin, his cheeks dusted with just the right amount of freckles, his petite and fragile frame curled up gently like a cat. Covers kicked aside at some point during the night.

Mon dieu...he's an angel...'

I couldn't help myself, he was too beautiful in the rays of the rising sun. I went over and carefully, so as not to stir the bed and wake him, I leaned down and placed a light kiss on his forehead. In that moment I realized what this was. The mushy feeling I got when he smiled. The pain and emptiness I already felt from his soon to be departure. The amount of curiosity and need to know who he was, and how he got here. Me, Francois Bonnefey, feared and ruthless Captain across the seven seas, has found himself tripped head over heels for the british boy who's name is yet to be known. Que faites-vous pour moi? (what are you doing to me?)

I shook my head and sighed, then got up and went out, closing the door behind me. Going below deck and looking at my men I stomped loudly and shouted "Get your asses up or else don't wake up again!"

At once they all bolted up and started scrambling about and getting ready for the day.

I went back up and took over steering from who was up all night steering and keeping watch.

"Aye Cap'n...I'll get started...on breakfast...right away..."

His eyes were flickering and he was tottering from side to side. Something stirred in me in once more and I sighed.

"Don't worry about that. With how tired you are you're more likely to burn the damn ship down."

"But Cap'n...mah dutis..." (My duties.)

"Listen to yourself. You can't even speak the damn words correctly in a proper sentence. Go get some sleep. That's an order. Disobey and I will send you overboard with the sharks. Understand?"

"Aye Cap'n...thanks..."

"Don't mention it." I grumbled.

Throughout the day I yelled and gave orders to my crew as usual and checked periodically on mon sleeping ange (my sleeping angel) who, by sunset, I was starting to worry about.

"Allo (Hey)! You!" I pointed at one of the me.

"Go and wake up the lad, ask him what he wants for dinner and dessert, and tell him I'm waiting for him up in the crowsnest for him."

"A-aye sir!"

"Oh and if I see on bump, cut, or scratch on him it's your head that will be blown away." I said as I started to make my way up the rope net.

*Olivers POV*

"Thank you and please do come again." I smiled as the lady made her way out with a box of pastries.

"Now how can I-"

"Ah bloody hell!" I heard my latest employee scream and pans went flying.

I sighed and gave the customers an apologetic look. "Excuse me for just a moment dears." I grabbed a jar and went back to the kitchen.

There I found a blonde haired brit furiously putting out the fire of a burning pan. Covered in soot and I snickered.

"First of all that'll cost you. Second, I wrote the instructions down so specifically and clearly a caveman could do it," He glared at me and grumbled as he put a pound in the jar. "So how did you manage to fuddle it up?"

"Oi! Shut up! I followed all your instructions down to the blo-...bleeping letter! So it's you that 'fuddled' me up!"

I sighed and set the jar down. "Look Artie-"

"Arthur!"

"You came to me because you wanted my help to become a better baker right?"

"Why else would I spend my free time working in this overly cheerful kitchen? I'm only here because you're the best baker in England."

"Alright, Let me finish up with these customers then I'm closing early. I'll go through the steps along with you and maybe I can find where you fuddled it." He looked at me with mild surprise. "Really? You don't think I'm helpless?"

"Not in the slightest. I will say that you are the WORST cook I've ever met, but not a completely lost cause. So take a minute. Go out back and have one of your cancer sticks if you'd like and calm down. Baking is not something to do while you're upset."

He nodded. "Alright."

When I came back out I got back to the customers and smiled with a clap of my hands. "Sorry about that poppets. Now what can I get you?"

"Wake up."

"Excuse me love?"

"Lad, wake up?"

My eyes opened tiredly. "Wha?" I blinked looking around.

"Are you okay?"

I remembered the previous days events. "Ah yeah…." Sadly I sighed as I thought about my dream. How I missed that bakery.

""U-uh...Captain...he is uh...waiting for you out in the crowsnest...h-he s-said he wanted to talk to you…

"Alright..." I slid out from under the silky warmth of the blankets and got up. "Can you show me the way?"

"A-ah! Yes o-of course!" He held open the cabin door for me. "Oh a-and what w-would you like for dinner?"

"Would Fish and Chips be alright?"

"O-of course! Anything y-you w-want." He gestured to to a net of rope that led up to a wooden circular balcony. "That's the crowsnest. Cap'n is w-waiting up there f-for you….um do b-be c-c-careful climbing up…."

I smiled a little. "Thank you and I will."

It was a little difficult to get up the ropes but I finally made it up. As I reached the top a certain dirty blonde head poked over the edge with an outstretched hand. "Here."

I took it thankfully and with what appeared to be no effort at all he lifted me the rest of the way up.

"Thanks." I smiled as he set me back down.

He nodded and sat back down where he had been before I came up.

"So what did you want?"

He looked at me and I'm not 100% sure but I thought I saw the corners of his mouth pull up the slightest bit. "Well..." He gestured for me to stand up and I did so. "Take a look."

I looked up and the breath caught in my throat. The sky was clear and set aflame with the colors of the setting sun and it was so close. I reached my hands up almost like I could touch it.

"You won't ever get closer to the sky than this, unless by some miracle you sprout wings or some shit like that."

"Oi! No swearing! You're lucky I don't have my swear jar!"

"Oui oui, okay." He chuckled and dug in his pocket for a minute. "Here."

"Hm?"

*Francois POVs*

I handed him a shiny gold coin. The look on his face was priceless.

"Anyway, you think this-"

"Captain!"

I growled and glared over the edge at him. "Merde (fuck) quoi (what) do you want?"

He squeaked. "I...I have the lads...d-dinner sir..."

"Fine." I sent a rope over the edge. "Tie that to tray and hurry up!"

He did so and I carefully pulled it up and handed it to him. "While you eat...please..." I looked at him desperately. "Please lad...tell me who you are..."

A/N: Alrighty since I'm doing a pirate fic I can't help but do this. They line I'm about to quote is from my number one favorite video game of all time. Anyone who guesses the line right can have a role in this story in the next chapter. "Arhg, I forgot me number two pencil for the scantron test." Its a bit of an older game so I'll be surprised if anyone actually gets it. Anywho see ya next chappie where the answer will be removed. Oh and no looking it up allowed. (not that i would know if you did but please be honest if you don't.)