Hello ! Here we go for 2nd Chapter, how will the British pirate deal with the portuguese ? Please dear reader enjoy reading this, thank you for following this story ^^ (I'm sorry, this chapter is way longer than the previous, hope you won't mind too much ^^' )
Disclaimer : I don't own Hetalia nor it's characters, it all belongs to Himura Hidekaz master. I only own my OC Portugal version and this story .
Pirate England x Portugal part 2 : don't loose yourself
« mas que raios...? quem ès tu miudo ? Que fazes aqui ? Aonde estou eu ?
(what the hell...? who are you kid ? What are you doing here ? Where am I anyway ? )
- Oh mister Portugal woke up ! Great ! The little wench was staring at the nation face.
- Que estàs olhando miudo ? Nao percebo uma palabra sequer do que tu dizes. Fora daqui !
(what are you staring at ? I don't even understand a single word you are saying...get out of here ! )
The blue-grey eyed man threw a pillow to the young alfred who ran away with a big and innocent smile on his face.
- I'm going to call Maria, I'm sure she 'll understand your funny language ! It will be more fun now you woke up !
~~time skip~~
Arthur was coming back from one of his expeditions, and arriving to the mansion he found in the living room a man with brown long hair tied back seating at a desk with Alfred at his sides, clinging on a corner of the desk jumping impatiently up and down.
- let me see, let me see sir ! What are you drawing ?
- você nao pode deixar me em paz nao ? Porque nao vai jugar por ai rapaz ?
(won't you leave me alone, will you ? Why don't you go play anywhere else kid ? )
Portugal sighed. Arthur approched both in silence and looked over the man shoulder. While the man was distracted to say something in an odd barbarian language to Alfred, the pirate took the paper sheet.
The portuguese startled in surprise.
- Hey ! Mas que... ? Quêm è você ? de onde saiu ?(but what the heck ? Who are you ? Where are you coming from ?)
- Arthur Kirkland.
He answered British understood those words because he had already heard it, once from the nurse Maria he hired and not long time ago since he came from a portuguese harbour trying to recrut some men to his crew and by the same way getting some informations.
- I have to admit you have some skills... a wealthy man skills. Actually I think those kind of useless.
He pointed the draw where it could be seen a woman portrait.
- who is this beautifull woman ?
- quê ? (what ? )
- THIS woman...
Knowing that he was talking one of the most feared pirates in the world , informed by the « portuguese maid » the man with blue-grey eyes lowered his head, shook it off from left to right and answered :
- Nao sei. Nao sei quêm ela è. Mal sei quem eu sou...
( I don't know. I don't know who she is. I barely manage to figure out who I am …)
He smiled sadly to the Brit. Maria appeared.
- oh Mr Kirkland ! I didn't know you would come back today.
She took the pirate hat and the cloak he was reaching over her.
- Thanks...Maria can you make two cups of tea please ? And I'll need you to translate whatever this gentleman says. I barely understand him when he talks.
« of course » the maid thought.
- yes, sir .
She put a knee on the floor.
- meu senhor. (something like my Lord)
She had a lot of consideration for him, well after all he was her home nation incarnation.
The maid then asked him in portuguese to repeat what he said a the moment and then translated to Arthur in english.
- I see... do you remember your name ?
Arthur remembered what the doctor had told him. The possibilities that the portuguese may have memory troubles caused by a trauma.
« That spanish bastard... why would he do that to his own brother ? »
Not that the Brit Pirate was that much concerned.
The Portuguese seemed doubtful for a few couple of minutes before saying :
- Joao. Lembro me disso ao menos, obrigado.
- He says he remembers it at least Mr Kirkland.
- Thanks Maria.
The three of them went to the leaving room. Arthur trying to rekindle Joao's memory evoking his brother name, some of it's previous portuguese kings. Unfortunately they didn't have any result. He also tried to come back talking about the woman he had drawn earlier. But to this the Portuguese also denied knowing anything.
- damn it ! What should I do with you ? « a slave ? Or a pirate? » ...
Portugal hesitated before saying :
- Açores...
- What ? Both Maria and Arthur answered
- a mulher chama se Açores
( the woman 's name is Açores.)
The next morning~
Joao, Afred and Maria were gathered around Arthur Kirkland at the entrance of the american mansion.
- I'm going back to the sea, I can't wait to discover those new lands and treasures of Africa !
And why not Asia… ?
- what ? But you only arrived yesterday ! I'm going with you ! Said little America.
Arthur get down on a knee near him and put a hand on his shoulder.
- you sure are a brave sailor. Nevertheless...I need someone to take care of Joao and teach him proper english. Otherwise, how would we be able to understand and help him ?
- but Captain...why do you want to help him ? Why don't you make him yours ?
The legendary pirate froze, blushed for a second and with a cold tone only answered :
- I just want him to return home and have nothing more to do with him. All of this is just troublesome. If he is the spaniard ennemy, he can be useful. However he is still his brother so we can't count too much on it. I have no interest in such a poor country anyway.
«The kid have a point. Why do I care so much about this kingdom of Portugal ? When I found him I only wanted him to be mine and then...An alliance. »
Yes it was that and nothing else though the Brit, it was just to grant his biggest wish : « make the spanish wanker fall, kneel and beg for mercy in front of my eyes... »
Arthur sighed.
- Well then, can I count on both of you Maria and Alfred ?
- Aye sir !
- Then I should take my leave...
He tousled the boy's hair one last time before to find himself face on the tall portuguese. He could'nt
avoid his blue-grey eyes in which he could dangerously loose himself in if he wasn't carefull.
- Açores.
The portuguese declared solemnly.
- por favor, procure o seu paradeiro e traga-ma. Sinto que ela pode me ajudar em recuperar a memoria, preciso dela. Compreende ?
(please find her and bring her back to me. I feel that she can help me to recover my memory faster, I need her. Do you understand ? )
Maria was going to translate but the pirate made her stop instantly raising his hand.
- I understood. I'll bring her then. Good bye Joao.
- good bye oniichan , come back soon ! Now come Mr Joao, let's start our first lesson of English ! Right Maria ? (^^)
She nodded silently while staring at the pirate mooving off .
~A year and a half later~
Arthur was pissed off. More than that, angry with himself and that bloody frog of Francis. The chinese opium head and most of all the spaniard who had taken Açores under his control. He couldn't do anything. Antonio was helped by Francis and that freak of Belshmidt. The pirate had a little one with him furthermore. He didn't want to take the risk of loosing him .
« damn it »
Arriving to the mansion, he realized the mood have changed a lot. He couldn't explain exactly why until Alfred appeared. He has grown quite lot since the last time.
- Arthur ? Is that you ? What did you take so long...?
He looked restless and sadness could be seen in his eyes.
The pirate was astonished and forgot all about that wankers at the moment.
Aflred ! Are you are alright ? What happened ?
- who is it ?
The american pointed out a little boy who was hiring behind the pirate, hanging on his cloak. He had short black hair with dark brown teary eyes.
- answer me first Alfred ! What's going on ?
He only looked at the stairs.
- Ask your dear protected friend. By the way, Maria has left a few time ago...
- what ? Why would she...? Bloody hell what is going on here ?
- I dismissed her already. Just go see him in his bedroom and ask him Arthur. You better do something, if not I will . I won't take his attitude anymore. You were right back then ; he smiled sadly ; he is troublesome.
Arthur didn't understood anything, tried to stay calm knowing he would explode at any moment.
- Wait a minute...has he found his memory ?
- looks like so. First it wasn't a big issue, perhaps Maria could have stayed if you dared answer her letters...
The little one hiding behind captain Kirkland sniffed :
- I want my mommy...
Arthur sighed, not knowing what Alfred was talking about, and pushed him gently to the american.
- This is Hong Kong. Your new little brother, would you take care of him and show him the place for me ? I 'll join you quicly after.
Alfred whispered :
- The hell you will, better not count too much on it...anyway ! Come here little guy, I'm Alfred what's your name ?
Arthur left them with some sadness, he didn't know why...and headed to the guest bedroom where he should find the portuguese. He also was feeling very tired, all this time were battles even if they were worth it he didn't expect this chaos in the mansion when coming back. « If it wasn't that bloody Francis teasing me so much in India and if that opium head wasn't so bad faith... I really wonder what this portuguese idiot have done since my departure. That was none with little surprise that he found a bottle of alcohol rolling on the floor when he open the door of the bedroom. Then he saw others. A line of few flasks of strong alcohol and two bottles of wine that's when his eyes posed on the portuguese leaned down against a wall. He seemed asleep.
- HOLY CRAP, BLOODY HELL! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE ?
« Where all of this came from anyway ? I never drink « vodka » or those kind of wine...» .
At the instant he only wanted to kill that drunk portuguese...Who the hell did he think he was ? That's when he saw a lot of paper sheets scattered on the bed and on his desk. He took some and look at them. Some were drawings, others were handwritten notes :
« My dear Acores, I hope you'll be next to me very soon, I can't think straight and only see your face in my dreams... »
« I hope England will come back soon... »
« why can't I take a ship ? Try to come back to my land to talk with that jerk of my brother ? »
« why did he made me this...why did he took the throne and started to rule my lands and my people ? I loved him, I did my best to raise him and teach him what I knew...I hate what he had done to me, I hate myself. »
« I couldn't fall down more than this »
« I'm useless »
« If only Al-Andalus, our father, was still here by our side… »
« Probably England won't come back, or rather he won't fullfill his promise...he is a pirate after all »
« I'll never see Acores again... »
« There's nothing I can do...»
« I just want to end this, all this pain... »
At this last note he rushed to the man to testify if he was still alive...
He was. Arthur shook him by his shoulder.
- oy...oy!
Portugal woke up, completly sober, but England was in shock to see those eyes he didn't see for a long time...those were the empty eyes of the slave he crossed with that day.
England was confused, feeling at the same time, compassion, hatred, frustration, and something else he couldn't put a name on.
- Arthur...?
- why did you do all this mess ? Why didn't you try to write or join me ?
The portuguese didn't answered.
- Get up.
Both did so. The face of the british pirate was close, way too close to the portuguese face.
« what does he want ? well it doesn't matter, soon or later, I'm going to disapear... it would be even better if he kills me..» Joao thought.
Arthur forced him on a kiss. No reaction. He started to unbutton Joao's shirt and kissed him again.
No more reaction. The portuguese kingdom wasn't looking at the British. Arthur was irritated by those empty eyes and this expressionless face of his. He drew near Joao much closer to his ear and whispered to him :
- I could do everything I want to you...you wouldn't reply ?
- Do whatever you want.
Arthur was unsatisfied, he didn't understand why. He always liked to mess around, enjoy himself on those kind of games, in wich he always was the winner...it didn't matter wether it was a woman or a man. But not this time. Not this way, it was way too easy.
Loosing his patience he punched him at the mouth and made Joao fall off his feet.
- What are you ? A man or a sassy little girl ? Don't you have any proud ? don't loose yourself ! As far as I heard, you were a strong kingdom ! Now tell me, what in earth can stop you to become an empire ? You may even succeed to make one as large as mine ! Pull yourself, are you planning to simply give up and let this bastard spaniard win ?
The british pirate passed the framework of the door and before leaving the room :
- I can help you to find the key of what you are looking for, but you are the only one who can make his own choices. It all depends of you... to take or not the keys.
A ship is leaving to the new lands of the south tomorow at dawn...
« And I only have one word, so I will fullfill my promise no matter what » thought Arthur.
Arthur Kirkland left a portuguese astounded on the floor. This one was expecting all but not this. Why this Pirate would care so much about him ? And why...why was his own heart beating so fast and so hard in his chest ?
That night, captain kirkland words were echoing in Joao's mind, he hardly fell asleep on it.
~End of chapter 2~
Wich decision will take Joao ? Will Arthur be able to keep his promise ?
See you part 3: I'll make you my Pirate !