A/N: Welcome to chapter one of this story! This is my gonna be my first story that I'm not gonna unpublish! Okay. On with the story!
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It was a calm day out at sea, no waves crashed upon the small row boat with a man in it. That man's name was Arthur Kirkland. He was an adventurer, an explorer. He had been sailing on his little row boat for about a month living on fish and boiling sea water for fresh water.

Why was this man out in sea with a small boat? Why as I said before he was an explorer, he didn't like company with him so he made himself a big enough boat that could store books, trading items, a pot and a pan, with two paddles so he could row his boat.

The man grew up in a small town in England, with his 4 big brothers. His mother and father had died of an unknown illness when he was younger so his brothers took care of him until he was around 11. Then suddenly they stopped talking to him and probably didn't even know he existed.

They always left him alone by himself without telling him so he grew up distant from his family and friends.

But he had a strange longing to be out in the open sea looking for mysterious creatures and documenting his journey in an old book.

When he turned 23 he built himself a row boat and left his family without telling them and off he went into the sea.

So here he was. Alone in the vast sea with nothing but his mind and books.

He thought he saw a ripple and a couple of bubbles from a rock he was near but he decided against it, thinking it was his imagination.

'It is very hot out since it is the afternoon, it might be hallucinations...'

He thought he saw the shimmer of red, white and blue, but he mentally slapped himself and excused it as him missing the UK.

'The flag of the UK is red, white, and blue, I might just miss seeing it.'

He thought he saw a mop of blond hair but he shook it off as him remembering his rival, Francis.

'Francis has blond hair, sure not as wheat like, but he still has blond hair. French bastard...'

And he totally didn't see glasses and a face in the wat- wait glasses and a face?

Arthur peered over the edge of the boat timidly looking into the water. It started to ripple and gurgle before he quickly took his head back and out came a magnificent creature above his boat. With shining scales, a mop of blond hair with a toned body and sparkling blue eyes. This creature was so majestic, sailing over his hea-

"Oh shit!" A plop was heard next to him and a strangely American accent as the magnificent creature belly flopped.

Oh so the creature wasn't all that magnificent but still extremely beautiful.

The creature resurfaced again, hair still somehow fluffy even though he just dived underwater.

Arthur stared at half human half fish. Yeah that's right, he was seeing a mermaid. Well technically merman but we're generalizing here so meh.

The merman smiled up at the human.

"Hello there! I'm Alfred what's your name?" Alfred handing him his webbed hand to shake.

"Arthur. Arthur Kirkland." The man stared in awe at the creature, shaking his wet hand. Never had he seen a real mermaid up so close! His brothers used to tease him for liking mystical creatures but he always ignored them and went his own way. By his own way meaning meeting a mermaid in the middle of probably the Atlantic ocean.

"Wow dude! I like your accent. You sound hot!" The American mermaid(merman!) was very forward and didn't even realize what he said.

The British gentleman blushed and coughed a bit.
"Well I am from the UK. You sound like your from America."

"Well duh, I was born near America! Sometimes people will throw their trash into the ocean though and it gets stuck in my bro's hair." Alfred pouted as he thought of all the times he had to pull plastic out of his brother's hair.

Arthur looked down at the American mermaid(merman!) wanting to know more about this strange creature.
"You have a brother?" Arthur asked as the American was pulled out of his thoughts.

"Yeah his name is Mattie! He was born near Canada. He's awfully quiet and forgettable and he has this pet seal that he named Kumajiro. Kinda looks like me if I had longer hair with violet eyes and a red and white tail with a curl in my hair instead of my awesome Nantucket!" Alfred flicked one pointed ear and pointed to his so called awesome peice of hair that defied the law of physics.

Why? Cause it didn't want to.

Arthur thought back to his own brothers. The two look alike not twins and his brother who kinda looked like him but with more freckles. His Welsh brother wasn't always remembered but he was still included in the conversation, his Irish and northern Irish brothers didn't always see eye to eye and always fought between who's nationality was better.

It was kind of stupid really.

His mother had a little bit of each within her. How she was so kind and gentle, how she always held and sang to him when he was a chi-

"DUDE." The Englishman jolted, frightened by the loud noise the American mermaid(merman!) made. He also felt sea water thrown on him as Alfred's tail slapped back into the water.

"Finally! *Sharkus! I thought you died!" Alfred said pressing a hand to his heart dramatically.

"I understand the yelling part but not the sea water part!" Arthur yelled angrily as Alfred only laughed in his direction.

"Shock helps ya wake up!" He smiled up at the British man snugly.

Suddenly Arthur heard a scream and soon enough he felt hand around his neck and the smell of fish and ocean on him. Alfred was crying about some sea ghost while Arthur dumbfoundedly held Alfred in his arms. He saw another gurgle and ripple forming before another head popped up.

This time the head had a lighter shade of blond, lighter than Alfred's but darker than Arthur's, with violet eyes and glasses. He was a bit pale but non the less if he was somewhat blind then he would've mistaked the man for Alfred.

The man sighed. "Al, you worried me, and what are you doing in a human's arms?" The man said quietly.

Alfred relaxed. "Oh hey Mattie. Also I made a new friend! His name is Arthur and he has this hot accent!"

Again Arthur blushed at having his accent called hot by the oblivious mermaid(merman!) and by being called a friend. He hadn't had any real friends(I mean if you count Francis) and he did have a Romanian and Norwegian friend, with which they also shared a love of magic with him.

They had a little club where they would perform dark magic and try to summon satan a few times before giving up. Strangely, they mostly summoned a Russian man.

But they got separated by the time they were in highschool. They had went back to their respective countries to continue their studies while Arthur was once again left alone with the Frenchman.

The thought of having a friend again(a mythical creature at that) warmed his heart as he smiled softly to himself.

"Dude? You okay bro?" Alfred waved a hand in front of the dazed British man.

"O-oh! Sorry about that." Arthur said jolting out of his memories. Again.

"That's the second time you've spaced out on me dude! Also could ya please put me down? I'm about to be roasted fish if I stay out on the surface." Alfred said squirming a bit in his grip.

Arthur gently lowered his arms as Alfred "gracefully" flopped into the water.

"How so graceful..." Mattie said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Hey! I'm graceful! I just like flopping cause it's easier." Alfred pouted.

Arthur snickered at him from his boat.

"Yeah sure. Whatever you say." Mattie once again rolled his eyes.

"Mattie I swear to god I'll tell that quote on quote 'hot Prussian merman' that you called him hot and that you have-"

"Okay okay jesus Murphy!" Mattie put his tail and hands up in surrender.

Meanwhile Arthur was having a laughing fit. Tears were streaming out of his eyes, cheeks were as red as that Spaniard's tomatoes.

"Al I think we broke him." Mattie said, concerned for the brit.

"...should we drag him into the sea or onto that rock for the pelicans to peck at him?" Alfred asked, grabbing one of Arthur's legs.

"Alfred Fucking Jones! We are not going to murder him! We're mermen not sirens!" Mattie kinda yelled, using his brother's full name.

Alfred rolled his eyes and let go of the man's leg. "Okay Matthew Williams."

Matthew sighed and put his face in his hands. "I really don't know what to do with you..."

Arthur eventually calmed down and wiped away his tears. "Ah, sorry about that loves, I lost my composure there..."

Alfred blushed at being called love. He liked it.

Matthew felt a tug on his tail. "Oh! I promised to help Gilbert with something." He blushed.

Alfred gave him the look.
"Make sure to use protection."

"What no! It's nothing like that I swear!" Matthew hid his blushing face and dove underwater.

"Make sure to stay safe and away from sharks! And Squids!" Alfred yelled down at the water.

Arthur gave him a small smile

"Oh! I forgot to ask, would ya like to see the ocean?" Alfred turned Arthur, looking at him with bright blue eyes.

"That's why I came out here." Arthur said crossing his arms.

"No silly! I mean under the ocean with the fish and the coral! So many colors! Sure it might seem like blue and blue to humans like yourself, but...to me, it's colorful and devoid of color at the same time." Alfred looked down at the ocean with a smile and leaned on the boat.

"I get to be with my brother and my friends but I want something more. I look up to birds you know." Alfred chuckled softly.

"They can go anywhere without restrictions, they can see land and ocean alike, while..I'm just stuck here..." Alfred mumbled.

Arthur looked at Alfred with a softness that was foreign to him. He reached down and thread his fingers in the others hair. The mermaid(merman!) Tensed, before he relaxed into the touch.

They stayed like that for a good ten minutes, the silence comfortable between them until Alfred unfortunately pulled away.

"As I asked before, do you wanna see my home?" Alfred looked at the brit in the boat.

"But how would I be able to breathe underwater?" Arthur asked.

"I am a merman y'know, which means I am a mythical creature soo..." Alfred reached up and pulled the surprised brit down and kissed him lightly on the lips before taking his hand and diving underwater.
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Left y'all with a cliffhanger cause I'm just that evil >:) Part 2 might come out in a week or two cause you don't know how long this oneshot took.

Pls don't hate me.

*Sharkus: Shark Jesus