I'm Back! Hello! *waves*

Anyway, I have some more UKUS for you. XD I hope you enjoy.

The next morning, I got up and went to the galley for some breakfast. It was empty and I grimaced. The Italian brothers were notorious for sleeping in. I shook my head, laughing and started to make a cup of tea. I heard the door open, but ignored it. Hopefully it was Feliciano who would make some breakfast. I squeaked as arms wrapped around my waist. "Hello, love," Arthur said, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Arthur, you should not sneak up on me like that."

He chuckled, chest vibrating against my back. "Why not?"

"I do not respond well to scares."

He laughed and pulled me away from my tea preparation and closer to him. "You cannot do anything to me."

I wiggled, trying to pull away. He chuckled. "Come on, Amelia. Can I not hold onto my little treasure?"

I turned pink and pulled out of his arms. I folded my arms, turning to face him. "Stop flirting with me. I am trying to make myself some breakfast tea."

"Let me do that, love." He winked.

"Why should I?"

He grabbed me and pulled me closer, placing a kiss on my nose. "Because, although you are excellent at making scones, you are sorely lacking in the tea-making department."

I scowled, blushing. "You do not have to tell me that."

He kissed me again, on the lips, but just a short, teasing kiss.

I felt my face heat up. "Arthur, stop it."

"No."

He kissed my lips again. I tried to return the kiss, but he pulled away.

"Arthur, stop teasing, please."

He chuckled. "Why?" He pecked my lips again, then kissed my nose. I giggled and leaned forward to kiss him, but he quickly pulled away. I pouted. "Stop it, please."

"Why?"

I tried to stomp away, but he held me tightly and kissed my ear. I squeaked and struggled. "Arthur! Stop it already! Make your tea, if you want."

He chuckled and captured my lips in a full kiss. I pulled away, gasping. "Stop, someone might see us."

He kissed me again. "I could not care less."

"What?" I managed to say, before he kissed me again.

"I want everyone to know that you are mine." I turned red as he kissed me again, hungry. "My treasure," he said, breathlessly, as he captured my lips in another kiss. I gasped as he invaded my mouth with his tongue. He smirked and claimed me as his. I pulled away, scarlet. "Go make your tea, perv."

He laughed. He released me and began making the tea. I heard the door swing open and turned, seeing Francis walk in. I looked away, feeling my face heat up again. Francis walked up to me and whispered in my ear, "Nice job, ma cherie."

I squeaked, turning crimson, and ran for it. Francis chuckled as I left the room. I got out onto deck and took several deep breaths. I saw Ludwig cleaning the deck and walked over to him. "Hey, Ludwig, can I help?"

He glanced up at me, grunted, and handed me a rag. He pointed to the other side and I walked to the other railing and began scrubbing. I spent most of the rest of the helping Ludwig scrub the ship top to bottom. It was amazing how strict he was about the whole thing. If I missed a spot he would order me to fix it. I questioned him once. He started yelling about orders and told me to just do it. I did not say anything after that besides, "Sir, yes sir."

I stumbled into the galley, sore and exhausted. No wonder Ludwig was so strong. Cleaning a ship from top to bottom, every day, was more than sufficient to act as a work out. I smiled as I saw most of the crew eating and talking. I walked over to Feli who was serving up some sort of soup. I grabbed a bowl and smiled. "Food, please."

He grinned. "Si! How are you, bella?"

I laughed. "Great, though a little sore. Ludwig is a task master."

"Ludwig is done? Lovi! Come take care of dinner! I have to see Ludwig!"

I giggled, he was so much like a little kid. He had even forgotten to serve me. Lovi arrived, grumbling about being interrupted and then said, "Fine. Go see your potato bastard. It's not like I was enjoying my time with the tomato."

I laughed as Feli bounded away and attacked Ludwig with a hug. Ludwig turned a little pink, and his stern face softened. I smiled. He was really just a big softie.

I turned to Lovi. "Who's 'the tomato'?"

Lovi turned bright red and scowled. "Nobody."

I smirked. "It is Antonio, right?"

He spluttered. "No! Why would you think it was that bastard. I hate him!"

I giggled. "I will take care of the food. Go back to Toni."

He scowled, muttered a thanks and left. I took his place at the counter. I served myself a bowl and tasted it. The Italians knew how to cook. I was thoroughly enjoying it when a smooth voice drew my attention. "May I have some, love?"

I looked up at Arthur and smirked. "I did not make it. You will have to ask one of the Vargas brothers."

He smiled. "Oh, then I will just have to have yours."

I smiled. "Good luck with that, I am not sharing."

He walked around to the other side and approached me. I fixed him with a mock glare. "Stay away from the soup, pirate."

"I am not after the soup, poppet," he said, winking.

I squeaked as he wrapped his arms around my waist and nibbled lightly on my ear. "I would rather have some of you."

I tried wiggling away as he pulled me closer and began placing delicate kisses along my neck and collar. "Arthur, stop. Alfred will kill you if he sees this." He giggled as he paused, breath tickling my neck.

"I do not care what he sees. He won't kill me. He already agreed to this."

"Doesn't mean I like it."

My head snapped towards my brother's voice and saw him scowling at the two of us, arms folded. "Hi, Alfie," I said, trying to escape from Arthur's hold. He only tightened his hold and said, "Do you need something, Mr. Jones?"

Alfred's scowl deepened. "I would like you to get your hands off my little sister."

Arthur chuckled. "I am afraid I cannot do that."

"And why not?"

"She has already agreed to be mine. And I thought we had already discussed this."

"Just because she returns your feelings, does not mean you can touch her like that."

Arthur nuzzled my neck. "Even if she likes it?"

I felt my face flush. "Arthur, stop it, please," I whispered. I did not want a fight to erupt between the love of my life and my big brother.

He sighed and released me. "Alright, since you asked so nicely."

I smiled and pecked him on the lips. "Please stop antagonizing my brother."

He sighed. "Alright, alright," he said, smiling. Alfred was still scowling. Arthur walked away with a bowl of soup and Alfred approached me. "Amy, I know you love him, but please, be careful. He isn't as perfect as he seems."

"You think I am unaware? Alfred, I am a grown women, I can take care of myself. Please stop interfering."

He sighed and pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry, Amy. I just don't want you getting hurt."

I smiled and hugged him back. "I will be fine, trust me."

He nodded and then grinned. "Now, can I have some of that soup?"

I nodded. "Thank the Vargas brothers. They made it."

He grabbed the bowl and skipped off, yelling a thanks behind him. I grinned. My brother might be overprotective, but he still acted like a three year old. The rest of the night occurred without incident, though Arthur announced that we would be making landfall the next day. The crew was excited by that and so was I. The argument between brother and lover was soon put out of mind, though not forgotten.

Oh my gosh. I love Arthur. XD Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. I will try to have another chapter up tomorrow.