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Pirate! France [part 2]

~: Previously, on Pirate! France:~

        "Don't worry mon amour.. I'm coming for you."

Now the story continues:

Francis' ship swayed back and forth as the waves came crashing harshly on the sides, nearly reaching over to the very edge, and nearly taking it down to the depths. It has been about two or three days since he left the port after gathering information about his beloved (y/n). Everything about her made his heart flutter with love, hope and even a future together. Even through the roughest of times, she would enter his mind and break him from whatever danger he was in to give him more hope and light of seeing her once again. His thoughts were interrupted as a large flash of lightning flashed through the sky, and one of his crew mates calling out to him from the crows nest. 

"Captain! I believe I see a ship ahead!" He yelled, continuing to look through his telescope.

"What Flag?! If it's not british, blow it down.." He ordered.

"Aye, it's not british captain, but it's spanish."

Francis stopped, thinking back to Aaron (Hey look, I brought him back :D) and how he lost his love to the Spanish captain, Captain Carriedo, or Antonio as he liked to be called.

"Set sail to it. I must do something for a certain acquaintence of mine.." He ordered, preparing himself to launch a raid on the spanish ship to look for Aaron's love. 

-Timeskip of awesome :D-

Once Francis had finally found the captains quarters, after sneaking off while his crew was fighting Antonio's, he had slowly opened it to find Antonio there unconscious with a female standing above him with a broken rum bottle in her hand, and aimed it at France. 

"Who are you!? What do you want?! Im not going anywhere!" She began to yell, stepping closer to Francis. 

"Calm down amour, I believe you once had a lover named Aaron? Am I wrong?" He asked, hoping he was right and could bring her back to Aaron if she wanted to.

Looking back at the strange girl, he noticed tears well in her eyes.

"Yes.. It's been years though.. how did you know?" She asked, dropping the bottle.

"I met him a few days ago, asking around about a british pirate who had taken my love as well. I can take you back to Aaron if you'd like?" He offered, holding a hand to her. 

"Yes please. My name is Sasha by the way. And I can also help you find your love, I don't want to see another couple be torn away by other pirates.. You may not have known, but Aaron used to be a pirate captain." She said walking towards him and replied once again.

"Well then, shall we go find your lover?" 

-Another time skip- :DD

After what had felt like hours, the waves had finally calmed down their thrashing about and had almost seemed peaceful now. Francis had walked out of his quarters, after looking at the same picture of (y/n) since he had gotten back to his ship, and looked around. His crew was doing their normal thing, and had found Sasha hitting many of his drunken crew with a pan. He let out a small laugh at the scenery and was pulled back to reality once again after hearing his crew members once again yelling those words he longed to hear.

"British Ship spotted captain!"

Lols you thought you had to wait again? NOPE!! Let's finish this :DD

"Get to that ship! NOW!" He commanded, watching his crew drop what they were doing and rushing around to get the ship to Arthur's ship as fast as possible. 

Once they had approached the Britishmans ship, he saw the one captain he despised the most. Captain Arthur Kirkland.

"Kirkland! Where is (y/n)?!" He yelled, his hands in fists as he slowly approached the board that had connected the two ships, one hand slowly reaching for his sword at his left hip.

"Ah ah.. I wouldn't get to fired up yet Bonnefoy. You wouldn't want (y/n) to get hurt now, would you?" The blonde taunted, turning around to give a command. 

"Bring her here."

His crew nodded, going off under deck (I forgot what its called) to bring out a certain (h/c) female.

"Let me go you brute! You don't have to be so harsh!" (y/n) barked at the large crew members as she was harshly thrown to the ground by Kirkland.

Arthur had grabbed his mini dagger from his sleeve he had always kept hidden, and grabbed the (h/c) holding it to her throat.

"Arthur! Don't you dare!" Francis spat harshly, venom lacing every word thrown at the british pirate.

"Ah, wouldn't I dare though? She's just another pretty face, although it'd be ashamed to kill her off so quickly. Especially since I could definitely get a pretty penny for what she's worth. Especially for Russia. I'm sure he would pay more than any one else." He sneered, un-aware of another certain female behind him with a rum bottle. 

Francis had taken notice to this and kept the conversation going, taking a few more steps towards his beloved and Arthur. 

"Haven't you ever fallen for a girl before Kirkland? What about Melanie? You loved her, didn't you?" He carefully interrogated, still watching Sasha behind him to make sure she didn't do anything stupid just yet. 

Arthur growled, and spat. "Don't you DARE bring her up! I loved her to the end of the world and back! But you know what happened to her! You were there Francis! You watched that Prussian throw her into the sea and get eaten alive. You SAW it Francis!"

"I know Arthur, I was, and because of that, you want to make every couple suffer because of what Gilbert did?" He questioned, taking a few more steps forwards.

"I..I.." He stuttered before a bottle was shattered on his head, his body falling to the ground as Sasha picked up (y/n) And practically shoved her to Francis and ran back to the French ship, kicking the board that brought the ships together. 

"Now, let's get back before they wake up." Sasha stated

"Wait, what happened to the crew members that got (y/n)?" Asked Francis.

"Does it matter? Now, let's head back." She said, coughing slightly into her hand as she walked away.

-TIME SKIP OF AWESOME-

Once they had arrived back at the same tavern from about a week or so ago, they had ported. The three of them, (y/n), Sasha and Francis, heading to the tavern, hoping that Aaron was there.

Upon opening the tavern door, a crashing of glass could be heard from the middle of the room.

"S-Sasha?!"

"The one and only~"

Aaron ran towards her, picking her up and kissed her deeply. As the two spoke the mushy-gushy stuff and had walked away to catch up, Francis had turned towards (y/n), wrapping his arms around her waist, and pulled her closely, his lips making his way to her ear as he whispered,

"Je t'aime (y/n)." Afterwards, kissing her deeply as Sasha and Aaron had done earlier, earning a few wolf whistles from the members in the tavern. After pulling away, (y/n) had pulled him into a tight hug, refusing to let go before whispering a low,

"Je t'aime trop Francis."