An interesting little oneshot that happened to be floating through my mind as I listened to "He's A Pirate" remixes online.

Summary: I condemned him to death, but he still lives on in my heart. Why am I so ridden with a man that I cannot love? One reason: He's a pirate. Jack x Elizabeth (Written in the eyes of Elizabeth)

Disclaimer: I do not own the awesomely wonderful Jack Sparrow, or anything to do with Pirates of the Caribbean.

Warning: DMC spoilers.

I could never describe the feelings zipping through my veins the moment I condemned him to death. I poured my very soul into him, though I knew I'd lose him a mere second later. Perhaps that was why I did give that kiss my all…

His dark eyes were oddly shadowed as he gladly cooperated with my move of affection. Outlined with kohl, they held the glint of a man who's been surprised beyond belief, yet they believe the withheld mystery anyway.

I longed to trace his tanned, slightly tense jaw line with my fingers, longing to feel that tingling sensation spread through my palm—the way it used to with Will. But my hands were occupied. Occupied with the chain and handcuffs that would bind this man to the Devil's fate.

Rum… salt… the sea… I tasted it all on the tip of my tongue as I pressed my lips to his. My blood seemed to go into a standstill, and I wanted to fly into the horizon with this man, wrong as I knew it was. He was drawing me in, and I knew I had to move fast, or I'd fall prey to the man I wanted and hated the most. I stepped forward, pinning his back to the center mast of the torn and broken Black Pearl. He made to slide his arms around my waist, and my heart broke.

"Pirate." I can't believe I will neveragain hear that strong, husky voice... His eyes darkened with surprise when I chained him to his ship, but as always, he gave me an arrogant little smirk. That same smirk that used to send my blood burning with anger at his carefree attitude which I had come to love. A wave of guilt sent my stomach roiling, but I didn't move. Nodding my chin a little, I bared the smooth, pale skin of my neck, and I could've sworn the Captain licked his lips. My heart pounding, I leaned forward, wanting nothing more than to capture his lips as my own again… but I drew away at the last possible second.

"The Captain goes down with his ship…" I murmured, pushing my blonde hair away from my shoulders. He leaned into my touch as I placed a hand against his cheek. I didn't understand why my love was being torn in two directions—one with a pirate, the other with a blacksmith. Without another word, I turned my back on him, leaving him to where he belonged—in the middle of the ocean with his beloved ship.

I knew I was condemning him to death, but honestly, who would he love besides the Black Pearl? Besides the open air, the ocean, the glorifying sunsets, the freedom?

No one.

Bitter tears ran down my face as I left for the island with the rest of the crew and Will. He was dead now, but he'd live on forever in my heart. Why was I so ridden with a man I knew I could never truly love? One reason…

Pirate, love.

He's a pirate.

I hope you guys liked that. No one's reviewed my newest Kingdom Heart oneshot yet… (sobs) so, if it doesn't provide too much of a troublesome matter, please be kind and review this story, as well as "Beauty from Pain".

Savvy loves—

Alyx