pleased that he found such a good crew mate. The intolerable jerking of the ship from his last quartermaster made charting difficult.

eyes the gathering of gray clouds that the ship is heading towards with an uneasy feeling. "Captain! Storm ahead!"

picked up his head when he heard a shout, poking his head out the door. "What was that?"

repeats the warning, "Storm ahead! It looks like it's going to be a big one too. What are your orders, cap'n?"

looks displeased with this development, grumbling a few complaints as he returns to his room, slamming the door. After a short moment, the_

door swings back open. "We're changing our route! Head due south! We will make port in Tortuga until the storm passes!"

waits patiently after the captain slams his door, he knows the captain's temperament. After a while, he receives his orders and shouts, "Aye

cap'n!" and does as the captain says. Luckily they weren't too far away from Tortuga and he was able to get them to the island before long.

gathered up some valuables, and exited his room to meet up with Tino. "Here," He tells him, shoving some gold pieces into his hands.

still watching the storm just off the horizon and blinks in surprise when his captain hands him some gold. "Eh? What's this for, cap'n?"

looks a little embarrassed. He never had been too good at talking to people like Tino. "Stock us up, and there's a little for yourself too."

beams happily at the captain. He hadn't expected there to be a bonus for him, but the captain was kind after all, despite his rough exterior

"Thank you, captain!" He makes sure the anchor has been dropped before skipping off the ship to buy supplies.

ended up following him after leaving strict orders to other crew mates to stay on their guard.

turns around and realises the captain is right behind him. He smiles and walks back to the captain's side. "Cap'n, what shall we have for_

dinner tonight?"

going to retrieve more ink and charcoal. "Ah..." He appeared thoughtful, but then he remembered that it was the Fin's turn to cook and_

thought harder. The boy was just as bad a cook as him...well, perhaps a little better. "How about you and I go somewhere."

surprised by the offer, maybe the captain was in a good mood today. "That would be nice!" He beams at the captain again and hums cheerfully.

would never tell him that he feared his cooking about as much as Tino probably feared his. He looks around. "Italian sound good?"

agrees and hooks his arm with his captain's. This was probably like a date, right? Captain had ordered everyone else to stay on the ship_

so they could be alone, right? He looks down shyly and smiles.

oblivious to Finland's way of thinking, blinking when he hooked arms. He smiles a bit though, grateful that he had found the Fin when_

he did. He was a capable guy, one he trusted. "Well then, let's enjoy ourselves." He tells him, beginning to lead him to the near by_

restaurant.

skips happily as the captain leads the way. He admired the captain very much, he was handsome and kind, though he would probably deny that._

He definitely wouldn't mind if they got together. He blushes as he imagines the crew's reactions and sneaks a look at the captain.

having quite different thoughts than the Fin. He was thinking about what to eat, and then how he was going to explain to the crew that_

they were on their own to cook. He holds open the door once they are at the restauraunt, the delicious scents meeting them both. "After_

you." He tells him, smiling charmingly. A true gentleman.

blushes as he steps forward, he was definitely not used to this side of the captain, since the captain was usually rather brisk in issuing_

his orders.

still is lost to his thoughts, not realizing still that Tino was getting strange thoughts. He follows him in and picks a booth. "What do you

think?"

nods and sits down. He wonders what they have here in the restaurant. He's too nervous to say what he wants to eat though.

thanks the waitress when she brought their menu's and took what they wanted to drink and flipped through the book. Couldn't go wrong with_

the classic spaghetti.

flips through the menu and doesn't see his favourite salmiakki. He supposed it was rather rare around these parts. He decides on spaghetti_

and tells the waitress his order.

chuckles at how similar they are. They might as well share. They gave a lot here. "Mind sharin'?"

blinks in surprise at the question. "Ah, sure," he says, blushing a little. He'd shared food plenty of times, but never with the captain in_

a place like this. His suspicions that this was a date kept rising.

still being stupidly oblivious. "Thanks, they give a lot you see."

nods and fiddles a little with his shirt. He doesn't quite know what to say in this situation, so he waits for the captain to say something.

sipping at his ale, eyeing the other. "So," He starts, setting the ale back down. "I hope you are happy on my ship." He did his best to care

for his members.

smiles and nods. "Yes, I'm very happy! Everyone feels like family, they're so nice. E-Especially you, cap'n..." he mumbles the last bit.

looks a bit surprised. Especially him? He can't help but explode in a blush, stammering for a moment. He was used to being called a bastard_

"E-Erm...t-t-thanks... "

beams happily at him, he'd never seen the captain blush before. "Really, captain, you're so kind to all of us..."

hides his face in his hand. He was so poor with people like Tino. They were just too nice. "Well you haven't given me any slip ups."

smiles, "It's thanks to your guidance too, cap'n! I've finally gotten used to our ship too."

very flustered by all this praise. "W-Well you're a fast learner. I'm glad I found ya."

happy that the captain appreciates him. He'd been on a few ships that were rather hostile to him because he didn't look his age. He was glad

he'd finally found a ship that was so friendly. He thanks the waitress who has returned with their spaghetti.

starving by now and wastes no time digging in. "Ahh this looks delicious!"

digs in as well, hungry from working all day on the ship. He likes to twirl the spaghetti around his fork and pulling it to his mouth.

eating like he was starving, sparing no words as he ate.