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    You were bored out of your wits, but Hijikata wanted you to stay in your room as much as possible. You were sitting on your bed, looking around your room. There wasn't much to see, but you were wondering why Koundou always looked so flustered whenever he would walk inside your room. He always apologized, but you always had the patience to tell him it was alright to come in. You sighed, standing up and opening the door. The courtyard was just a few steps away, and you swore you could hear the sound of men chatting outside. Curious, you decided to keep Hijikata's order in the back of your mind and walked to the courtyard.    You made a tru

"Buenas noches, mi chula." Your eyes snapped open, not even bleary after your sleep. No. Oh, no. He was back. You sat up in bed, immediately covering up; you were only in your nightshift. He stood in your room, hand pressed to his arm and favoring his left leg. He grinned, though it looked more like a grimace, he was gritting his teeth so tightly. "My crew and I require your assistance once more." When you were slow to get up, he drew his sword and held it up to your chest. "Lo siento, I'm not feeling the most patient at this moment. If you would hurry." He pressed the blade to you, the cold metal barely nicking your skin. You quickly stepped

You hardly saw Antonio after that, and even then it was only when he assembled the whole crew. The crew, you discovered, was a friendly bunch of Spaniards who were perfectly fine with you hanging around. They had their rude moments, but Lovino had become your bodyguard of sorts and informed them that you were a “guest”. Captains orders. Those words always put them right in line, affirming a pre-set belief you had that his word was law. Your room remained your own at the end of the small hall (turns out the other door in the hall was Lovino’s and his brother Feliciano’s), and even then you never saw Antonio. Not that y

3rd pov "I can't let you go my lady." The tall dark eyed man told the fiery eyed thirteen year old. "You'll get hurt." "Then come with me!" She grabbed his hand holding it tightly. "We'll explore the world together and you can protect me along the way!" He e/c eyes shined with excitement and passion no girl her age had. "No one will tell us what to do, a-and we'll be free!" "My lady your mother and-" "Fuck them The next time we see them, they'll be on their knees begging for mercy!" She cheered putting her fist in the air. "I'll become the captain of a pirate ship and no one will stop me!" The man sighed in defeat. "Fine... but you must

Chapter Three: It's ACTUALLY Real?!! The day just seemed to drag on and on and on and on! Normally, you enjoyed being a librarian and all it entailed, but the day couldn’t seem to move any slower! “Hey, [Y/n]!” Blinking owlishly, you grinned when you focused and met the eyes of a very excitable and hyperactive blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy. “Hey, Alfred! I didn’t know you even knew where my library was! What are you doing here?” With a teasing, mildly offended pout, Alfred replied, “What? Can’t I visit my favorite little bookworm every once in a while? You were the best tutor, [Y/n], and I kn

CHAPTER ONE: The Book Is Fake The concept of pirates had always been a source of fascination for you. The life of lawlessness and terror and robbery had most certainly become romanticized over the years; example: The Pirates of the Caribbean movies. However much you despised the evils done regularly by real pirates, the sexy, romanticized pirates in stories more than made up for the horrors you experienced at the hands of reality. And that was one reason among many that you decided that working in the library was the perfect job for you. Where else could you get away with reading to your heart's content on break, or between those who came