Treasure Hunt(Pirate England/ Hetalia story)

Chapter 10

Arthur continued dragging me towards his cabin and when he opened the door and both of us passed, he closed furiously the door. When the door was closed his grip on my hand loosened and gave me the opportunity to slip my hand away from his.

"What the bloody hell and heaven? Why did you drag me here?" I asked furiously.

"Easy now love. Let's just say I just saved your body back there." He said with a casual tone and heading to a small table making something. "Tea?" He asked as he moved away from the small table.

I just shook my head and he just sat down at his chair and started drinking his tea. What the... Is he drinking tea? "I don't believe you are doing this often, right Kirkland?" I asked and he looked at me and then moving his glance at his tea once again.

"I am doing this as often as my bloody routine allows me."

"Oh~ So, may I ask you a question?" I said leaning at the door behind me. He just averted his eyes from his tea and nodded his head. "Why did you saved me back there?"

"Well, let's just say. Me and the frog and his tomato friend never had a very good relationship. And as they say, 'my enemy's enemy is my friend', then you are my friend. And of course, you now belong to my fleet." He said and continued drinking.

This made me very angry and walked towards his desk where he was sitting drinking his hot 'water'. "Listen here mister Gentleman. I'm not joining your fleet you want or you don't want it. So get this straight to your little tiny shitty brain of y~ Ouch!" My scowling stopped as my hand started aching me. I looked quickly down at my shoulder to see it bleeding. Bloody hell! The wound must have opened after all these things. I said to myself holding my wound at my right arm.

Kirkland looked at me bored with his green eyes half closed by boredom of my scowling, but they went wide open when he noticed blood tripping of my arm. "How the bloody hell did you do that?" He asked and got up immediately running to his bedside table, but before that making me sit to his chair behind the big desk.

"My wound opened just now. Nothing seri~"

"You bloody kidding me right? How much time do you have this wound?" He asked as he brought to the desk an old cloth, a bottle of whiskey and some bandages.

"I have it around three weeks if I remember correct." I said and helped him to higher my right sleeve.

"How did you accomplish that? Playing the role of the captain?" He chuckled as he inspected my wound. My cold black eyes were piercing his head. He stopped and muttered a 'sorry'. "Here." He said and passed me the bottle of whiskey after he soaked the cloth with it. "It will be used as a painkiller for a little." He said and nodded for me to drink a little. As I drank some of it, he told me, "Interesting on replying my question, love?"

I just rolled my eyes and took a big breath as I saw him getting ready for my operation. "Well, three weeks before I set foot at this port, we came across with an English Navy ship. We fought. Even though it was only a ship, it had skillful soldiers. My first mate was shot in his leg and I got my arm sliced." At that point I stopped and I was ready to continue but a sharp pain running through my body stopped me. I flinched at the pain.

"Just calm a little. Take a deep breath and everything's going to be alright." He said with a calm voice. To my surprise I just took a breath and relaxed a little. "You knew what would happen if Carriedo and Bonnefoy caught you right?" He asked trying to take my mind away from the pain.

"Aye. I knew. But I preferred that than being captured by the English bastards."

"Oh~ So miss Scarlett is afraid of dying? Because if it's like that, then poppet you have made a wrong choice of career." He said with a silly voice as if he was talking to a kid.