Pirate!EnglandXReader -Just a Love Story 8

Pirate!EnglandXReader –Chapter 8
Just a Love Story
Hi! I'm here! With an updated Pirate!EnglandXReader!! Whoo! Awesome, isn't it? Yay! So, story time! Remember, your boy name will be used here. And, there may be some cussing.
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You were on the Spanish ship, in an unfamiliar room. As boring and dull as your room before you decorated it, you were on the bed, just lying there. You were thinking of what to do, there wasn't anything really. Here were the possibilities:

1.Try to escape.
   -Swim away
   -Make a trap
   -Make Antonio what's-his-name let you go
2.Try to get along with everyone on the ship.
3.Wait for Arthur.
4.Figure out why Antonio what's-his-name seems so important.

You didn't think you had the skill for number one, so that was off the list. Number two was seemingly impossible, since you were stuck in this dull box. Only three and four remained, and you had to wait for Arthur, or else you'd be stuck on this thing. Four, was just out of curiosity, but you let it stay anyway. So, you were stuck with two tasks; wait for Arthur and figure out why Antonio was so important. For now, you were stuck with "The Mystery of the Importance of Antonio." It wasn't fun waiting, so you went out of the room, hoping for something to happen.

~~Time skip~~

Caught. You were now stuck in your room, only to be let out when it was Captain's orders, and had nothing to do here. Being here was nerve wrecking, waiting and waiting with nothing to do. You plopped down on your bed and relaxed. You had a bookshelf in your room, filled with books. There were different kinds of stories, fairy tales, romance novels, murder mysteries, and nonfiction. You settled for a __(choose one of the random genres I put that's not nonfiction, unless it's a history book)__. You read for hours, and fell asleep at a cliffhanger in the book.

*Antonio's POV (Since you're on his ship and everything… I guess I'll add this!)*

'That guy… __(B/N)__ seems familiar… I just can't put my finger on it… This isn't anytime to be thinking this! He seems important to Kirkland, so I'll keep him for a bit,' I thought. I thought more about how he could be important to Kirkland, 'They could've been childhood friends, or maybe Kirkland owes him something. Maybe he was an important member of the crew…' I was seriously thinking. 'What could he be to Kirkland..?' I asked myself.

*Arthur's POV*

'I can't believe it. He took __(G/N)__,' I thought. I went back to my room thinking where Carriedo could be. 'Well, he headed west…' I thought. I looked to the maps to see where he could possibly be going. I had very little progress in this. Then, Alfred came in.

*Alfred's POV (WE'RE GOING TO EVERYONE'S POV!! Well, almost.)*

I went into Big Brother's room to talk about __(G/N)__.

"Big Brother?" I asked.

"Yes Alfred?" he replied, while looking at a bunch of maps.

"Do you," I started, "like __(G/N)__?"

"Well, she is a very handy crew member. This is the best our food ever…" he trailed off.

"Not what I meant! I meant, do you LOVE __(G/N)__?!?!" I said, practically interrupting his thought. He instantly blushed, turning into the deepest shade of red I've ever seen.

"M-maybe," he said. I said, "So you do." He argued, "I did NOT say I DO."

"Oh really? You blush to the simplest of comments from her, you gave up easily to her, and you smile at her, like it's perfectly normal!" I argued. He had stayed silent. I also said, "Did you notice that it's almost the same with her too?" I got up and left the room, before he could say anything.

*Back to Arthur's POV*

I was left speechless. Alfred had figured my feelings before I did, and most likely __(G/N)__'s too… 'He's good at reading people…' I thought. I shook my head, 'This isn't the time for those kinds of thoughts!' I looked at the map I had in my hand closely. It looked vaguely familiar. I realized, he was heading toward the place where I had dropped off her father. I had what was left of my crew, which was most of them, to that place, apparently called the Northern Village. (A/N: GAHH!! I'M SORRY FOR ALL OF THE SUCKISH VILLAGE NAMES!!!!)

*Back to your POV*

Well, you woke up, from falling off of your bed. You rubbed your forehead and had a headache, a bad one. You continued reading your book with your massive headache, and it eventually went away while you were reading the book. You eventually kept reading until it was dinner. (You came in the early morning.) The food here wasn't as great as Francis' and (sort of since really all you did was pass the ingredients) your cooking. It had to do for now, you can't refuse it, or else you'd starve to death. Unless you were only on there for a short while. You heard a knock on your door, and someone said, "Come on out, its Captain's order!" So you came out, and was led to Captain's room. His room was festive. Lots of color, but that was too much, even for you. He said, "What are you to Kirkland?" You replied, "I am just part of the crew." This wasn't a total lie, since you were one of the "cooks", but you did nothing else.

"Are you sure?" he said. You answered, "Yes, I'm sure." Being in this room made you want to scream at this man about putting random colors together does NOT mean they will just instantly make them look good together, but you had to hold in your rage. You didn't dare to speak out against this man, who knew what he could do to you. He didn't excuse you, yet. He asked, "So, you're just another part of his crew?" You said, "Just another part." He sighed and said, "You may leave." So you left.

*Antonio's POV (We are REALLY switching POV's today, aren't we?)*

'He must be hiding something,' I thought. 'If he isn't, why is Kirkland coming after him?' I asked myself. I knew Kirkland was coming, if you looked closely enough on the deck, you could see his ship. This was a mystery.

*Well, what's happening back at home? You'll see!*

Everyone was worried sick about you, even the stubborn little Lovino Vargas. Feliciano, was being as worried as he always would. (As in VERY VERY worried.) Your mother had gone into a depression, and your sister was stuck with a lot of work around the house. Many people considered the fact that you were dead, but some stayed faithful, and thought you were still alive. Your best friend, __(Random Hetalia character)__, was more worried than your own mother, but wasn't depressed. He/she had been staying faithful and believed you were still alive.

*Back to your POV!*

Since you were alone in your room with nothing to do but read, you thought about what happened since you were on the ship with Arthur. 'First, he found out my secret. He should really learn how to knock… Then, I met Alfred and practically became best friends in one day. Then, everything else happened… Although, I've been getting this weird feeling whenever I'm around Arthur… It's all happy and fluttery… I've also been blushing much lately... Is this the feeling everyone calls love? I've never experienced that feeling. But the feeling I've been getting around Arthur, I like it. It's the best feeling I've ever felt.' You sighed, and tried to figure out the mysterious feeling. Your mind wandered away, and you fell asleep.

~~~~~Time skip~~~~~

You woke up, on the floor. 'God, what's with this bed? I'm not used to it, and I've been falling off of it a lot… Not comfortable. At all,' you thought. You wanted to dock sometime soon, since you hadn't been on actual land in such a long time. You heard from eavesdropping from the conversations from outside that you'd be landing soon. You were excited to see where you were docking, hoping it would be a new village to explore. You didn't want it to be the Western Village, or else everyone would recognize you and you'd be forced to go home. You did miss home a little, but not so much. You liked this freedom; you didn't get this at home. Your thoughts were lost in a crash into the wall. You figured out what it was, during your headache. 'We docked,' you thought while smiling. You were so excited, that you were jumping around your room. Your own jumpy happiness was stopped by a knock saying, "Come out, we've docked and you're allowed to go around." You smiled and raced to the door.

Since you were absolutely free to go anywhere you wanted, but with the condition to come back to the ship a little after sunset, you went off to random places. Along the way to the 7th destination, you ran into a man. He looked a lot like your sister. You managed to say, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to run into you but you look familiar." He said, "Its fine and you look quite familiar too. Have I met you before?" You shook your head and said, "No, I believe not." He said, "I see. You look like you've never been here." You replied, "I have not. This is my first time being here." He offered to take you around town and you accepted.

"So, you had a daughter?" you asked.

"Yes, I did. I'm sure she's safe," he said.

"You look a lot like my sister," you said.

"Do I? I had another daughter also. Her name was Penelope. (A/N: Yeah, you FINALLY get her name.)" he said. You were shocked . You said, "That's the name of my sister!" He was in shock also.

"Is your name by any chance, __(G/N)__?" he asked. You couldn't believe it.

"Y-yes! It is!" you said. You were talking to your father. The man who you thought died years ago, was in total and utter shock to the ways you've changed you appearance. You couldn't blame him, if everyone else in your village figured this out too, they'd be more surprised than him.

"So, this is how my daughter chose to protect the Villages?" he asked.

"Yes, they would not let me do anything if I was a girl and the work around the house had to be done, so I portrayed myself as a boy my whole life after you disappeared. Everyone in the Villages thinks I'm dead, just as how they think your dead," you said with your reason on why you did this. He sighed and said, "Well, there's nothing I can do about it now. I'll have to live with this." You chuckled and said, "I'll be going now. I'll be back tomorrow. Goodbye Father." He said, "Goodbye __(G/N)__." You were both smiling, happy to meet each other again.