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Matthew's Journal, Tuesday 28th
He woke up, He woke up..that's all I could say I was so relieved, I was up all night and I finally decided to rest my eyes, I fell asleep by his bed side and I felt a hand caress my head, I had no idea who it was at first then, I realized it was his, it had to be his. I remember looking up to see Francis sitting up a bit, smiling softly at me as he continued to pet my head. My eyes got so watery and I buried my head in the blankets on his bed. I heard him chuckle and tell me he wanted to see my face and that he was glad that I was there. I looked up and smiled at him softly. He smiled back then I saw what looked like guilt in his eyes, he was probably thinking of Alfred. He leaned back and winced in pain, from which pain I wasn't sure. Pain from his wound, pains from losing Alfred. he probably blamed himself that Alfred was taken, I know it wasn't his fault, I don't blame him, I would never blame him for what happened but when he gets better I'm going to ask him to help me get him back.
Alfred's Journal away from Journal, Tuesday 28th.
I'm still waking up with the sun, I awoke on my stomach, my back too sore to lay on...it hurt so bad mom, all I could think of when I felt that sting was Matthew, about getting back to the navy and continuing my life. Still the captain of the ship, his name is Arthur Kirkland a stubborn old guy with huge eyebrows. He runs a tight ship...he is crazy, the look in his eyes is desperate for control, for power. I admire him in a way though, he is strong I'll give him that. He's actually little in size, I mean compared to me, haha it's kind of cute! Hmm...that's odd..why did I write that out...my brain must be numb from the pain, or the blood loss. Speaking of pain, Arthur got sliced pretty deeply in the side, I patched him up once but he probably needs it again. I'll do that before I start my work on the ship, yeah, I have to work as one of his crew, it's better then being kept in a cell. I'll also get to figure out every inch of this ship so I can find a way to escape. I might take Toris with me, he deserves better then this, he's a good guy, I wonder why he started working here? Well, I'm going to go fix up my bandages then Arthurs. I'll try writing in you tonight if I can! I'll work hard! Like always! Matt! You better be doing fine!
Alfred folded the paper and slipped it under the desk in Toris's room, he then went to the bandages redoing his before setting out to Arthurs room. Sadly he only had his dirty navy pants and some grimy shirt the was ripped and torn from use. Alfred didn't mind too much though because he wasn't the type who needed to be clean he liked a little grim, made him feel like a man. Though this was pushing it.
He walked and tried to open the door to Arthurs room and was slightly shocked to find that it was locked. Alfred sighed then knocked, he tried to do it softly but still loud and firm enough to be heard. Alfred waited a couple seconds with no response, he knocked again and waited. No response, Alfred decided to knock harder, louder and continued knocking in a rhythm not failing to miss a beat.
"Hey~ Ar~Thur~" Alfred said in a low whisper.
When Alfred heard the thud of some books and the shuffling of feet inside the room he knew Arthur was awake. He stopped knocking and waited with a small grin for the man to finally open the door. After the shuffling there was nothing heard and Alfred stared at the door with a slight confused expression on his face.
"Arthur?" He asked through the door. No answer.
Starting to get a little annoyed Alfred knocked again.
"Artie! Open up!" He continued to knock at the door even when he heard the grumbling and stomping feet.
"What! Do you want?" Arthur yelled as he flung the door open to glare at the man before him.
"Good you're up! Let's change those bandages." Alfred said with a smirk as he stepped forward into Arthur's room.
"Get out now! I'm in no mood for you! Toris will send you to your work so don't bother me!" Arthur snapped and pointed out of his room.
"Come on now! You're like a child! Geez! I'm just trying to help!" Alfred walked over and started to take the coat off Arthur then the shirt.
"Don't touch me you pig!" Arthur said and pulled himself free, he backed away and grabbed a sword.
"Fine! I was just trying to help! If you don't change the bandages the wound will get infected." Alfred said and turned around to walk out the door, he could feel Arthur staring through his back and was waiting for the man to speak up but nothing came. He walked outside and was waiting for Arthur to stop him, he turned around but was met with the door slamming in his face. He blinked in complete bewilderment.
"Alfred, there you are, are you okay?" Toris walked up from behind the other man cocking his head to the side in concern.
"Huh? oh, yeah, I was trying to help Arthur with his bandages but he yelled me out of the room!" Alfred exclaimed, he seemed generally shocked by the mans behavior towards him.
"Well, Captain doesn't like to be woken up too early...Still, I have a question Alfred." Toris said softly as he led Alfred back to his room.
"What is it?" Alfred asked sitting down on the chair making sure not to rest his back against it.
"Why are you trying so hard to help him? He...He whipped you, don't you remember it? The pain?" Toris asked.
"Hmm...yeah...It hurt really bad, it sucked but you see...I wont let him get to me...I wont let him take away anything of me." Alfred said actually trying to think deeply.
"Something like that...It's really admirable." Toris said in awe.
"Nah, I'm just too stubborn...Haha! If I let some back pain change who I am then I'd be too ashamed of myself." Alfred said with a chuckle and absent mindedly leaned back on the chair making him let out a yelp of pain.
"Hehe, you okay?" Toris said chuckling at the man.
"Y-yeah, geez that hurt." Alfred said mumbling to himself.
"Alfred, I'll go get your breakfast, and prep you on your work. I'm sorry but once I hand you over to the other crew, I wont be able to help you. Just stay quiet, nod and do whatever they tell you, do your work as quickly as possible, don't talk back. okay?" Toris stared at Alfred who only nodded with a small grin on his face, Toris let out a sigh knowing that Alfred was undoubtfully not going to heed any warning.
"Okay Okay! I think I will be fine! Aha! Wait...who was that big Russian guy?" Alfred asked thinking back to when he was on the navy ship during their raid.
"I-Ivan? Him! Don't! Don't talk to him especially! If he approaches you just nod and don't look at him!" Toris shoot up from his seat on his bed and started shaking Alfred's shoulders.
"Whoa! C-calm down! I hear yah!" Alfred said trying to get the other man to stop shaking him.
"Really! He would kill you if he got the chance so you need to be careful, don't talk to him or insult him!" Toris stopped shaking him but was still frantic.
"He's really that scary?" Alfred asked with a smile.
Toris started shaking a bit looking at the other man. "Please don't smile like that. Just stay here, I'll go get your food."
Alfred gave a small nod and watched as Toris left the room he looked around for a moment and looked to see all the books on the book shelf and the neat simple bed. Alfred winced a bit at his sore back, he could feel the throbbing pain pulse through his body, man did he just want to sleep. Still he had a full day in front of him, with a horror of pirates. He let out a sigh, slapped his hands on his knees and stood up. He walked out of Toris's room and went to the side of the boat to look out to see only blue ocean meeting blue sky. The morning air was cool and crisp and filled his lungs up, he leaned on the railing for a moment before looking back to the ship to really get a good look at it.
It really hit him now that he was on a pirate ship the thing he swore he wanted to take down. Ironic how he was now going to have to work on one to make it run to do whatever other pirate acts. He looked around and saw a small asian man with a long ponytail hanging off his shoulder. He was sitting on a barrel with a knife at hand carving out a piece of wood in his hand, he looked over to Alfred then back to his work. Alfred stared at the man, he thought back to the pirate raid and remembered this was the man who was fighting his brother, who hit him with the blunt end of a knife. Alfred felt the rage boil up in his stomach but was caught by Toris who brought him a plate of bread with some oatmeal.
"Toris..." His voice was low but there was a deadly sting to his words.
"Alfred, what is it?" Toris then looked over to Yao. "Him? That's Yao, he's fairly pleasant, he's very skilled too."
"He hurt my brother..." Alfred trailed off and glared at the other man, Yao felt Alfred's eyes and looked back to start a stare down.
"O-Oh, Well come on, no need to fight now, let's just eat." Toris said grabbing Alfred's arm trying to pull the man away.
Alfred still staring let himself get slowly dragged back to Toris's room. He sat down, Toris put his food in front of him and simply stared at it. There was glint of pure determination.
"L-Listen, I'm sorry for you loss but-"
"Loss! Mattie is not dead!" Alfred hissed then took the bread and harshly tore off a hunk of it and continued to chew savagely.
Toris cringed. "S-sorry right, but if you pick a fight you will be out numbered and out armed. Yao is a great fighter alone and with knives, not only that but all the other men on aboard will surely pitch in to stop you. Most of them wont hesitate to kill you, they hate the navy!"
Alfred was eating and didn't bother to look at Toris until he finished. "Fine, I get it."
"Do you really?" Toris asked.
"Yes, now show me the ropes around here and let me get to work." Alfred said wanting to do something that would get all his frustration out.
Toris gave a nod and they went out so Alfred could get a tour of the boat. Arthur who had gotten up took the wheel and was observing his men from above now. His eyes looked onto Alfred's form and his gaze lingered as the man walked across the boat. Arthur noted that Alfred didn't seem as bright as he was earlier this morning, something weighed down on his heart. Arthur smirked, a smug and confident smirk before looking back over the sea. Arthur looked out onto the sea, his sea that he tamed and made his own, his home.
Yes and he was going to do with it how he pleased and he was going to break anyone who dared enter his home. Most other pirates new and respected him they made sure they didn't cross his path, the navy were stupid, stubborn dogs. So breaking a navy pig was always a joy. Yes things were going well. Despite the throbbing pain in his side, he thought only of his smooth sailing course, his red coat laced with gold trim, his hat big and full of grand fluffy feathers and emerald jewels the size of his eyes decorated his fingers. He let out a content sigh as Toris soon joined his side with a map, he left the wheel to turn back to the table behind him to unroll the map out to get a better look.
"Captain, we will need some re-louding of food goods, and probably some canon balls. We're low with both." Toris began and pointed to an island.
"I see, we should also, refuel on the rum no doubt, I would also like a-"
"HAHAHAHA!" Arthur heard the laughter ring up and enter his ear with a grinding force. He clenched his fist and closed his eyes as the laughter continued.
"What the Bloody hell is that noise! Damn it all!" Arthur took a dagger, slammed it through the map on the island and walked over to find who ever was making the noise.
There he saw Alfred with a grin on his face holding up two giant barrels, likely filled with gun powder. He held one in both arms over his shoulder like it was nothing. He was walking next to another man but Arthur couldn't see who.
"Oh! Hey cap'n! "Alfred said looking up at Arthur with a grin.
"It's your captain say it right! And keep it down! Your laughter is horrible!" Arthur yelled down at him.
"Huh? What I can't hear you!~" Alfred said and kept walking off with the barrels.
Arthur seethed and was about to walk down the stairs to punish Alfred but was stopped by Toris who reminded him about their original plans. He sighed and knew he had to get the course mapped out quickly. Together they charted on the map and Toris let out an inner sigh of relief that there was no other disturbance from Alfred.
Alfred on the other hand was working quickly and trying all he could to push himself, just to put his mind in is work. He looked over to see the Russian man carrying the barrels as Alfred was doing, Alfred smirked and walked over to the man. Despite the pain, the medicine was able to numb it over so he was feeling rather ambitious. He stood in front of the man and really took in his size, he was fairly taller and thicker in proportions.
"Hey, I remember you! Haha! Hey you're pretty strong, lets make a bet!" Alfred said quirking an eyebrow in a childish glint.
"Hmm? Who are you?" Ivan said with smile.
"Huh? Don't you remember me on the ship? You tried to bash my head with a pipe?" Alfred said gesturing to his head for a second.
"I've done that to so many but I usually hit them. Hehe" Ivan chuckled softly then with a smile glared at Alfred. "Fine, lets make a bet."
Alfred slightly disgusted shook it off and grinned back with fire in his bright blue eyes. "The one who can carry the most today wins!"
"Hmm..interesting...wins what?" Ivan asked.
"Umm...Something from the other, I guess." Alfred said not thinking through what the other would gain. Alfred didn't have anything really to give he just thought the idea of winning was good enough.
"Okay then it's a deal." Ivan smiled and let out his hand.
"Yeah!" Alfred shot his hand out and grabbed the Russians roughly giving it a good squeeze, Ivan did the same but his more intense, more likely wanting to crush Alfred's hand.
"Ok, you can let go." They had stood there for moment in what Alfred would consider the most awkward hand shake in his life.
"Well lets start" The two then started taking barrels from the top to inside the boat down bellow.
They started with two, then three, then four stacking them higher above the head. There was a point where they couldn't get them out the door so then it became a race, who can carry them the fastest. After the barrels they did cleaning and maintaining the sails. It was whoever could do it faster, better then the other. There seemed to be no exact winner and Arthur watched in slight amusement. They've been going like this all day even after the lunch break the two didn't quit; it was nice for the ship and other crew but there was something irking him. Alfred was smiling, sweat was running down his face, soaking his shirt but yet he smiled.
"Alfred!" Arthur said over the overlooking railing of the deck.
"Huh? Oh cap'n...I mean captain! What do you need? New bandages?" Alfred asked.
"Indeed, meet in my room." Arthur said and appointed Toris to watch the wheel.
Alfred finished trying the rope to the side railing and followed after Arthur. Arthur shut the door behind him and sat down, crossing his legs, eyeing Alfred who stood off to the side.
"Now, tell me, is the reason that frog was so smitten with you because you're such an idiot who works hard?" Arthur asked leaning back.
"Huh? Oh Francis? Actually, the thing is he loves my brother, Matthew. We kind of look similar...they get along well even though Francis is such a pervert." Alfred let out a chuckle.
"What! Damn it! Damn it..." Arthur then mumbled under his breath and stood up. He walked around the room and placed a finger on his desk and let it slide across. He looked at his finger then turned around so his back was facing Alfred.
"Umm...so yeah...sorry about the mix up but I'm a bit stronger then my brother so you're pretty lucky! Haha!" Alfred said staring at the long red coat.
"Hey, Ar-" Before he could finish, Arthur pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Alfred's forehead, right between the eyes.
"Keep talking." Arthur said with a smirk.
Alfred stared at the man in shock then his face turned rather serious, he glared harshly at Arthur, defiantly un-afraid. Arthur growled under his breath when he was met with that stare and stared into those bright blue orbs, he felt rage build up in him again and was over come with the urge to beat the man senseless to whip him dead, yet he couldn't. He could only stare on, Alfred was an idiot who didn't know fear so why were the look in his eyes so infuriating.
Arthur was staring so long he didn't notice Alfred slowly bring his hand up to grasp the gun and force it away from his face. Alfred didn't say anything and forced Arthurs hand down making sure not to break eye contact. There was silence then Alfred put his hand on Arthurs shoulders the two stayed there for a moment, Arthur's hand relaxed and he dropped the gun seemingly in tranced with Alfred's eyes.
"Arthur...Hey!" Alfred then shook the man, so roughly that his hat fell off and hit the ground.
"Idiot!" Arthur came back to reality and smacked the man away.
"You going to stop playing around and let me fix your side or what?" Alfred said quirking an eyebrow but not smiling like he usually would be.
"Fine then." Arthur turned took his coat and shirt off to show, a pussy and bloody bandage.
"Geez! It's infected! I'm no doctor but this is bad!" Alfred said staring at the other man's side astonished. He leaned his head down to be eye level with the gash.
"Stop staring and just get on with it, I'll be fine don't worry your idiot head." Arthur said as Alfred slowly undid the bandages.
"Heh, yes Cap'n." Alfred mumbled.
Well end of this chapter , next one should be more adventurous, so be ready for that! I hope you enjoyed the teasing, sorry! Thanks again for the reviews.