(previous chapter) This chapter takes place a few weeks after the previous one. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was night. Arthur was sitting in his bed, reading a book. For those who are wondering what he is reading, he is reading that book that he had found in the bookstore. The blond had been thinking a lot about the past. He had tried to forget it but... That wasn't the correct way to try and find closure. He probably would never be able to find it, though. (name) still meant so much to him. Now that he thought about it, trying to forget him felt... wrong. (name) didn't deserve to

(Chapter 4. Please check the description after reading this chapter because there's also an epilogue!) (Name) let out a shaky breath as he caught sight of the last island. His last adventure. He quickly straightened his back to regain his composure as he turned towards the members of his crew. The male watched them run around the deck as they made themselves ready to set foot on the island. Everyone was excited since this had to be the island where the treasure was! A small group set foot on the island, Arthur and (name) obviously being among them. Arthur was trying to stay as far away from the fellow captain as he could but when he had to

He always knew it when he was hurt. . . when he wasn't feeling happy. Arthur wouldn't tell him about it. He would feel it. That's what happens when being together for so long. By now, (name) was capable of reading him with ease. His eyes would blankly stare at the paperwork on his desk. His emerald eyes would look empty. It was probably the past that was bothering him. The male would watch him while standing in the doorway. A little later he would bring him a calming cup of tea and a kiss on the side of his forehead. For a second, the blond would smile... But it would disappear once (name) had left the room. There had been more th

(link to chapter 3) It had taken a while to get (name) out of the hole. Arthur had to walk back to the ships to get a long rope. Then he had to pull him out-- and believe me, the (blond, brunet, etc) wasn't helping. He was being a lazy little shit. The male justified it by saying that he still hadn't been fully awake... But Arthur knew better. Something had to be wrong. Once having returned to the ships, (name) offered to stay awake to watch over both ships. He had been sleeping for a very long time after all. (Name) was currently looking up at the stars. They looked so beautiful. Usually, he'd have a content expression on his face when lo

          Due to her lover being at work right now and her having a free day, (name) had basically nothing to do so she decided to go and clean up a little. A smile spread on her lips as she found a box and obviously knew what was in there. The female gently placed it on the ground as she sat down in front of it. She took a deep breath before opening the large box. The smile on her face grew and there was a hint of nostalgia visible in her eyes as she took a picture out of it. It was an old picture of her and that certain cloud-like person she was in a relationship with right now, a picture of when they were a lot younger than this. She reach

(Link to chapter 2) (Name) sighed as his gaze moved around. He held a tiny bag, filled with smaller bags, in one hand as he used the other to fumble with his jacket. The male had a frown on his face as he finally admitted that there was a problem. He was lost. Maybe he should have stayed with his group. What a irresponsible captain. Then again, the reason why he went away on his own was a very important one. The (blond, brunet, etc) came to a halt as he took a deep breath, hoping to come up with a plan. Sadly, (name) didn't even get the chance because -before he realized it- he crashed down into a hole. Could this get even worse? -------

(Link to Chapter 1) (Name) sighed as he watched the sky slowly turning orange, signaling that the sun was rising. His crew was preparing the ship so they could go on their way towards the first of the three islands. Arthur hadn't come. This didn't surprise him. The way he reacted to his suggestion had said enough. A sigh escaped from the (brunet, blond, etc)'s lips. Deep down he had hoped that he would say 'yes'. Perhaps that was just what they called 'wishful thinking'. He should stop doing that. That's not how life works. That's not how anything works. He could hear the voices of his crew in the background, despite the fact that he wasn

(Please read the description first!) Arthur hummed to himself as he was in the kitchen, working on dinner. He was, as always, trying his best to cook something nice. Most people didn't like his cooking but, luckily, (Name) seemed to like it. The male was just about to add some salt when he suddenly heard someone laughing, causing that he accidently added too much to it. Arthur pouted as he looked at the food he had been preparing. It was going so well. He blinked when he noticed that the laughing didn't stop-- It actually started to get louder every minute! Now he just had to take a look. He turned the stove off before making his way towa

(Link to the Prologue) It isn't easy being a country. A country lives a lot longer than a human. Heck, that is why they decide not to get too close to humans. Arthur didn't have a hard time doing that. During his years as a pirate, he didn't even allow his crew to form an emotional bond with him. He usually spend his time in his own room and barely had conversations with the members of his crew. Yet, he thought that maybe a rivalry between him and the captain of another pirate crew wouldn't hurt. Wrong. ///Let's go back to Arthur's years as a pirate, shall we?/// "Shhhh." Arthur shushed the members of his crew as they walked through a da

  Sigh.   Another meeting had ended.                                                            Finally.      Arthur quietly left the meeting room along with the other countries. He wasn't feeling the same as he usually did. Perhaps because he accidently stumbled upon certain old memories when looking through the drawer of his desk yesterday. Not that he had wanted to. He had tried his best to forget them, really, because they still had such an emotional effect on him.   The blond flinched when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He quickly turned around, meeting Alfred's eyes. "Dude. Are you alright?"    "H-Huh? What do you mean?"