Disclaimer: I don't own any of this. This is the original work of Masashi Kishimoto. In fact, I think he's hella brilliant. Also, Credits to Pirates of the Carribean, Captain Kidd, and my other books inspiration wise.

This is NOT a Pirates of the Carribean rewrite, I need to let you know.

I got this idea in the middle of the night, so I'm sorry if it's not up to par. My writing skills have been pitifully mediocre lately, and I don't really like that prospect. Oh well, this is for you all.

By the way, this is a NaruHina and a Sasusaku. Which should be painfully obvious.

And you all know that Naruto's a pirate at heart, eh? Okay, I'm done.

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"Lady Hyuga?" A distraught attendant rushed into the room, red faced and puffing. The delicate daughter of the Lord Hyuga raised her head from the china teacup, eyes questioning. "What is it?" Soft syllables tumbled from her lips. She sat poised at the edge of the chaise in the well-decorated room.

He bowed, still in a rush to speak, his face pallor. The ship lightly rolled beneath them. "Ma'am, there's been a sighting of a strange ship on the horizon."

Pirates. Hinata's hand trembled slightly, but she determinedly rose to her feet, sweeping her skirts aside without another word. Lacy parasol left behind on the seat, she gathered a handful of silky fabric in her slim fingers, lifting the hem of her gown as she ascended the staircase.

The scent of salt and heavy rainwater assaulted her in the nose with a wave of nausea as she reached the deck. There was a light drizzle that slickly coated the deck with rainwater, but she paid it no mind. She spotted her cousin Neji up on the poop deck with the other men, pulling ropes with grunts of strain.

Why oh why did her father let her go alone? It was like fate that a threatening ship could appear now.

"My Lady?" Hinata swiveled to regard her pompous cousin nervously. He looked tired, cravat mussed and his hair windblown out of it's usually neat ponytail. His voice was ever chideful. "It is not wise to be on deck at the moment, miss. As you know, there's been a mild setback."

Hinata nodded, and wrung her lambskin gloves. "Is there any way I can help?"

White-eyes annoyed at the prospect, the boy shook his head. "No. You will not carry firearms like a wench."

Neji turned around, inspecting the group of the ship's crew. "They are loading the cannons with lead, and all guns are at ready. Battle seems to be the only option on their minds, and I will not let you be a part of it."

"What about turning back? It isn't too late to do so, Neji?!" The ship's prow could be made out from the mist, sails down, and it filled her with dread.

The first shot came with the boom of thunder. Her cousin collided with her to dodge it. Wood and flesh dyed red with his blood, Neji growled in anger. "Go down to your quarters, Lady Hinata. This is not the place for you!"

"But you're hurt!" She protested, concern written all over her face.

"I said go!"

Pirates and ship waifs were already crawling onto the ships, all bearing weapons. Hinata, half sobbing at her misfortune, tried to run forward. Strong hands clamped at her waist and the girl squeaked audibly.

"Whoa there cricket!" An obnoxiously playful voice murmured, "No running on wet floors." Before Hinata could say anything in protest, she was righted on her feet. A pair of twinkling cyan eyes held her gaze, and their bearer smirked. "Now then, that's better. Wouldn't want me crew seeing your knickers, would you?"

Immediately her cheeks clouded with a flaming red, and it wasn't just because of his vulgar comment. The girl's head bent down until her face was surrounded by a curtain of ebony hair. "Ah... Um.."

The pirate snickered. "I thought not."

A frusterated shout came from on the quarterdeck. "Lady Hinata, what are you doing?! That man's a pirate!" Neji shouted, his face covered in dirt, with splinters tangled in his hair. At the mention of her name, all the events seemed to pause. What purpose was there if she was willingly in the enemy's hands already?

Hinata glanced concernedly at her ' savior ' with the realization of her mild naivete. "Oh?" The boy had his eyes fixed on her cousin, and wrath flashed in his gaze for a moment. Then, it seemed like a mask was pulled over, and the golden - haired pirate swaggered towards Neji. He laughed again, sounding forced.

"Mhhmm, don't like me in the presence of your relation, Bastard?" He pocketed the ornate pistol effortlessly. The rain pittered in the background, leaving him doused with water drops. "Are you still a Momma's Boy?"

Neji visibly gritted his teeth at the latter comment, instead straightening his posture so that there was a visible difference between him and the pirate. "I'd rather be obliged to my family than be a son of a gun." He replied frostily, his hands resting on the railing. The crews of both ships watched the word battle vaguely, confused.

At what Neji said, the blond pirate bowed until his tri-corned felt hat brushed his scuffed knees. "Why thank you. Too soft to use profanity though? That's a terrible shame." Boots clacking on the deck, he strode to and fro like a drunk man, still always careful to keep his balance. Neji glared down at the swaggering tom, pearlescent eyes bearing no emotion. "Profanity is a hindrance to better oneself. Why should I need to use it?"

"Better oneself? Don't make me laugh." he stopped in his tracks, and swiveled, "If you want to ' better oneself ', I'd advise you to cut those lovely locks of yours, Hyuga. You look like a dame. A damn ugly one, too."

"And you, Uzumaki Naruto? Did you age before your time, with those whiskers?"

Naruto tsked correctively at Neji, waving his finger. His other hand lay close to the pistol, ready to draw at any time. "Now now, don't be petty. I have business with you believe it or not.." He said, swerving around the question. He sidled up beside Hinata, his hand tracing across her shoulderblades nonchalantly, his coat a bright crimson against the light blue fabric of her dress. The boy grinned, visibly taunting Neji with the nervousness of his cousin Hinata. As for the recipient of Naruto's unexpected attentions, she stood stiffly, heart beating frantically in her chest.

"Of course." Came the reply, short and tense. Neji Hyuuga had never believed that Naruto Uzumaki, Pirate extrordinaire knew what the word business meant, but he sounded sober enough.

The Uzumaki boy batted Hinata's cheeks with a hand, like a kitten does with a toy. Then, without a word in warning, Naruto called out to the Hyuga crew with a demanding shout. "Alright then! That's the spirit -- now then, rum for me!"

Leaving the poor girl behind, the whiskered one sauntered towards the Cabin of the Hyuga ship, with the crew scrambling behind. Hinata watched him go, face still blushed red. "Oh my.."

Someone had heard the hullabaloo, and clanked up the steps with a huff. Hanabi had seen the retreating backs of Neji and the man in red, and was none too happy. "I missed all the commotion...What'd you see?" When there was no reply, the girl gathered her pink skirts and looked around. "Hinata?"

Their ladyship was decked in a dead faint.