Treasure Hunt(Pirate England/ Hetalia story)

Chapter 12

Before Allistor opened the door, I could hear men laughing and chatting but when the door opened at last, the men were drinking and eating also. As Allistor understood before, I was starving and I couldn't wait to put something in my whining stomach.

"Oi Lassie, follow me." Allistor's voice could be heard amongst the men's loud voices. I turned around and saw that he went missing around the crowd of people, so I stayed at my spot until I ran behind the tall red-haired man.

He found us a seat at the farest wall from the door and we walked there, Allistor holding two plates of food. As he set them down, he gestured me to sit down and start eating as he vanished to get something for us to drink. Even though I was hungry I just stood there and examined what it was called 'food'.

"Not hungry?" Allistor put down two bottles of rum and raised an eyebrow.

What's wrong with his eyebrows? It reminds me of Arthur's. "No I'm hungry. It's just-" I started but Allistor's Scottish accent interrupted me.

"Not your style? Not well decorated? What is it M'lady?" He said with a cocky attitude.

As he said that, my left eye twitched from his words. Who does he thinks I am? I just looked down at my 'soup' and began eating.  It's not that bad, I thought. As I was eating I could hear Allistor's laugh but I could sense eyes glaring at me. What's the big idea? Haven't they seen again a woman in a ship? And Hungry?

"You're a little suspicious, aren't ya?" He asked me as he drunk a little from his bottle.

Then I understood I was looking back at the men around me. "No. It's that, they are looking me like I'm some kind of prey. I'm not used to that." I admitted and sighed. Even if I met him just a while ago I trusted him so much to admit it.

"Well you are on a different ship now captain. They haven't gotten used of you being around them." He stopped and lowered his bottle to the table. "But I believe you will survive here. You are our guest and captain's friend after all. They will not dare to touch you." He continued and lit something looking like a cigar again.

"Well thanks, I guess." I nervously said and then I asked him. "Now that you said captain. Where is he? And why is he doing all of that? You know, he saved me from Carriedo, Bonnefoy and the guards. But why?"

"Well after you throw him away from the cabin he went at the down deck, ordering me to watch out for you and-" He would have continued until I interrupted him.

"And be my bodyguard? Ha! I have everyone in this ship. Believe it or not!" I whispered-yelled earning many men's attention.  I looked at the nearby tables and saw the crew giving glares so I responded giving them too.

I was about to ask Allistor why Arthur saved me again but I stopped when I heard someone from behind me clearing his throat. I turned and saw the captain himself. I stood up and glanced at him. He had a smirk in his face, his usual disgusting smirk. "And when I say everyone," I stood and went closer to him, touching my pointy finger at his chest and my head high looking deep in his eyes. "…I mean even you Kirkland." I whispered. Everyone was silence for a moment until Arthur whispered back at me.

"I'll like to see that love. But not now" He whispered back, using once again his charm.

I couldn't hold myself and smirked as I stretched my arms faking a yawn. "Even if you wanted, I'm pretty tired. You know, chasing me so many men it gets a little tiring. So goodnight Caps!" I said winking and walked straight to the door, outside. When I passed the door I released my breath, not knowing I had been holding for how long.

As my head cleared I turned on my heels and walked to Arthur's cabin, trying to remember the road back there. I returned there after some minutes and not waiting of anything,  I just took of my boots, my sword, one of my pistols. Then I removed my coat,which was resembling my rank as a captain back at the Pearl, as well as one of my trousers out of the two I had, for women's reasons of course. I just opened two of my shirt's upper buttons and just laid at the bed. My hands as always below the pillow holding a knife as my other was holding again below the pillow a gun. Ready to fire if needed.