My Sailor Man
By: Reall-Goodchild
Prologue
A young 13-year-old girl walked through the quiet seaside town. Her long red hair was pulled up into two high ponytails at the sides of her head. Her big emerald eyes scanning the horizon wistfully as the breeze blew her bangs across her face. She was wearing a plain flower patterned sundress with plain black Mary Janes. Her flawless pale skin seemed to glow in the light of the setting sun. It was nearing the end of summer, but it was still a sweltering 32 degrees (Celsius) outside. There had been a drought that summer, turning the grass a disgusting brownish green colour.
The girl sighed happily as she passed the docks. Her grandfather, who had raised her since her father had died in war and her mother during childbirth, was a wealthy man with a fleet of ships. The docks were located beside the small hill that their house sat upon. She watched the group of sailors loading up one of the ships while a few of the younger ones were briefed.
Slowly she turned and headed down the stair leading to the main docking post where a group of young men were assembled, receiving tasks from her grandfather. She needed to speak to her grandfather about a piece of gossip she had heard while on her walk. As she neared the group they all saluted the older man before turning and heading out to complete their tasks. A few of them she recognised and she smiled at them curtsying.
"Grandfather?" She called out to her elder, as she got closer to him.
Several of the men around her stopped to see who had called out, including the man she had directed her beck at. A few of the older men smiled seeing her and turned back to their work, commenting to themselves or one another about the girl's presence. "Ah, Ayame, what brings you to the docks at this hour?" Her grandfather asked.
"I need to speak to you about something I overheard Mrs. Yuan talking about this evening on my walk." She stated stopping in front of the man and bowing her head in respect.
"I suppose this has to do with the newest expedition?" He said, waving her over to the side and out of the way of the sailors as she nodded.
"Grandfather, are you seriously sending them off to Black Rock?" She asked her voice full of disbelief and concern.
"Yes Ayame, I am." The elder man said solemnly.
"But grandfather that's suicide!" She cried in a hushed voice. "You and I both know that the waters there are vicious!"
"Yes, that is exactly why I'm sending this boat out for the task." He explained gesturing the boat behind him labelled The Sally Anne. "It's my strongest boat, and I'm sending my most experience crew out along with a few of my more promising younger sailors."
Ayame looked from the boat to her grandfather, her eyes still full of concern. "But still! You're-"
"Ayame, this matter is closed. They set out in the morning." He said, patting her shoulders. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it. Now go, I'll be home shortly." Seeing the matter as closed, her grandfather left her side and entered the ship behind two sailors.
Ayame sighed in defeat. She knew he was right, she shouldn't worry about them. But she had grown up with most of these men; she didn't want anything to happen to them. She turned and headed back to the road, saying hello to a few of the older sailors she knew quite well. She started up the stairs, lost in thought. Suddenly she tripped on the last stair, and began to fall forward. She clenched her eyes shut, awaiting impact, but it never came. Two arms grabbed her before she cold hit the ground and injure herself.
"Are you alright?" A baritone voice came from above her. Slowly she opened her eyes and glanced up at the boy holding her. She nearly gasped, a light blush spreading over her cheeks. He looked to be about 16 or 17, and he was gorgeous. He had the most amazing sky blue eyes she had ever seen and long ebony hair pulled up in a ponytail. He was dressed in a pure white sailors suit with black shiny shoes.
After a minute she realized that she was sitting there staring at the man holding her. She shook her self out of her trance and pulled herself up in standing position, her blush darkening tenfold. "I-I-I'm f-fine." She sputtered out, her eyes not leaving his.
"You should be careful, that last step there is a bit higher than the other." He stated, looking down at the redheaded girl, drowning in her green eyes.
"I will be," She breathed, still not blinking.
"Your Mr. Herutsu's granddaughter correct?" He asked and she nodded, flashing him a perfect smile. "I'm Kouga Ookami, it's nice to meet you... uh..."
"Ayame," She smiled up at him.
"It's nice to meet you Ayame." He smiled back politely. "I really must be getting back to work, I'll see you around." He walked past her towards the boat.
Ayame sighed watching him go before continuing on her way home.
A/N: A short little prologue there, chapter one out in a minute.
This fic is inspired by the Great Big Sea song John Barbour, so yeah... if you've heard the song before than you can probably figure out a bit of the plot. This should be a short fic, maybe 5 or six chapters (which is short for me).
So um, yeah. Review!
By: Reall-Goodchild
Prologue
A young 13-year-old girl walked through the quiet seaside town. Her long red hair was pulled up into two high ponytails at the sides of her head. Her big emerald eyes scanning the horizon wistfully as the breeze blew her bangs across her face. She was wearing a plain flower patterned sundress with plain black Mary Janes. Her flawless pale skin seemed to glow in the light of the setting sun. It was nearing the end of summer, but it was still a sweltering 32 degrees (Celsius) outside. There had been a drought that summer, turning the grass a disgusting brownish green colour.
The girl sighed happily as she passed the docks. Her grandfather, who had raised her since her father had died in war and her mother during childbirth, was a wealthy man with a fleet of ships. The docks were located beside the small hill that their house sat upon. She watched the group of sailors loading up one of the ships while a few of the younger ones were briefed.
Slowly she turned and headed down the stair leading to the main docking post where a group of young men were assembled, receiving tasks from her grandfather. She needed to speak to her grandfather about a piece of gossip she had heard while on her walk. As she neared the group they all saluted the older man before turning and heading out to complete their tasks. A few of them she recognised and she smiled at them curtsying.
"Grandfather?" She called out to her elder, as she got closer to him.
Several of the men around her stopped to see who had called out, including the man she had directed her beck at. A few of the older men smiled seeing her and turned back to their work, commenting to themselves or one another about the girl's presence. "Ah, Ayame, what brings you to the docks at this hour?" Her grandfather asked.
"I need to speak to you about something I overheard Mrs. Yuan talking about this evening on my walk." She stated stopping in front of the man and bowing her head in respect.
"I suppose this has to do with the newest expedition?" He said, waving her over to the side and out of the way of the sailors as she nodded.
"Grandfather, are you seriously sending them off to Black Rock?" She asked her voice full of disbelief and concern.
"Yes Ayame, I am." The elder man said solemnly.
"But grandfather that's suicide!" She cried in a hushed voice. "You and I both know that the waters there are vicious!"
"Yes, that is exactly why I'm sending this boat out for the task." He explained gesturing the boat behind him labelled The Sally Anne. "It's my strongest boat, and I'm sending my most experience crew out along with a few of my more promising younger sailors."
Ayame looked from the boat to her grandfather, her eyes still full of concern. "But still! You're-"
"Ayame, this matter is closed. They set out in the morning." He said, patting her shoulders. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it. Now go, I'll be home shortly." Seeing the matter as closed, her grandfather left her side and entered the ship behind two sailors.
Ayame sighed in defeat. She knew he was right, she shouldn't worry about them. But she had grown up with most of these men; she didn't want anything to happen to them. She turned and headed back to the road, saying hello to a few of the older sailors she knew quite well. She started up the stairs, lost in thought. Suddenly she tripped on the last stair, and began to fall forward. She clenched her eyes shut, awaiting impact, but it never came. Two arms grabbed her before she cold hit the ground and injure herself.
"Are you alright?" A baritone voice came from above her. Slowly she opened her eyes and glanced up at the boy holding her. She nearly gasped, a light blush spreading over her cheeks. He looked to be about 16 or 17, and he was gorgeous. He had the most amazing sky blue eyes she had ever seen and long ebony hair pulled up in a ponytail. He was dressed in a pure white sailors suit with black shiny shoes.
After a minute she realized that she was sitting there staring at the man holding her. She shook her self out of her trance and pulled herself up in standing position, her blush darkening tenfold. "I-I-I'm f-fine." She sputtered out, her eyes not leaving his.
"You should be careful, that last step there is a bit higher than the other." He stated, looking down at the redheaded girl, drowning in her green eyes.
"I will be," She breathed, still not blinking.
"Your Mr. Herutsu's granddaughter correct?" He asked and she nodded, flashing him a perfect smile. "I'm Kouga Ookami, it's nice to meet you... uh..."
"Ayame," She smiled up at him.
"It's nice to meet you Ayame." He smiled back politely. "I really must be getting back to work, I'll see you around." He walked past her towards the boat.
Ayame sighed watching him go before continuing on her way home.
A/N: A short little prologue there, chapter one out in a minute.
This fic is inspired by the Great Big Sea song John Barbour, so yeah... if you've heard the song before than you can probably figure out a bit of the plot. This should be a short fic, maybe 5 or six chapters (which is short for me).
So um, yeah. Review!