A/N: Here I have a new fanfiction for you guys; I have not really seen any pirate themed Laven fanfictions on here so I thought I would post this little baby up here. It was inspired by a comment that was made in my other fanfic Shattered Snow. Hope ya like it.
Parings: LavixAllen (yes it is another yaoi fanfic)
Disclaimer: Do not own DGM or any of the characters.
Onwards to the story~
Enjoy!
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The sky was covered in a graying blanket of clouds, a sure sign of an approaching storm. That very oncoming storm caused a great black-sailed ship to anchor in the docks of a small seaside village. Many of the villagers that were still out and about looked warily at the ship that had come to their docks. It wasn't very uncommon for pirate ships to dock in for supplies and such. Today was such an occasion coupled along with the oncoming typhoon that caused the ship to anchor there. Life went on in the small village as three of members of the ship's crew disembarked from the ship. The one in the lead was a young man in his late teens, with fiery red hair that was partially hidden by a bandana and a tri cornered hat. His one visible emerald iris searched the surrounding area with care; the other was covered by an eye patch and therefore not visible to others.
"Lavi, should we stock up on supplies?" the only girl in the trio asked.
She was a slim and pretty thing, with long black hair that was tied up in pigtails, she looked to be of Chinese descent.
"Since we're already here we might as well," the redhead replied.
Lavi looked at his two crewmates that had come with him on land, and inspected each of them before seemingly deciding on something.
"Yuu, you go fetch the foodstuffs, Lenalee yer in charge of the clothing," the redheaded pirate commanded.
"And what will you be doing?" the female pirate questioned.
"Looking for anything else we might need, rum and other drinks may or may not be included in that." Lavi replied.
"You should be careful on land Lavi. Many people want you dead." Lenalee warned.
"Yer concern is touching. I'll be fine," the pirate replied.
"Yer a sorry excuse for a captain, idiotic waterlogged rabbit," the other male in the group grumbled.
The redheaded pirate stared silently at his crewmate, while the dark-haired male glared venomously at his captain. Lavi suddenly removed a gun from the holster at his thigh and cocked it, placing it against the other's temple.
"Careful what ya say mate, I can make ya walk the plank with a hole in yer head," the redhead warned.
"I'd like to see you try, ya damn seadog," the black-haired pirate said.
"Lavi! Kanda! Enough!" the Chinese girl exclaimed.
"Get going," the redhead brushed the incident off, putting his gun back in its holster.
"Aye, aye captain."Lenalee and Kanda replied, the latter more unenthusiastically than the former.
Kanda rubbed his temples in a gesture of irritation as he watched the young captain walk off. Lenalee just placed a comforting hand on his shoulder before walking away from him to do her errands. The remaining teen gave a heavy sigh before he went off to run is own errands, long jet black hair trailing behind him in the breeze as he stormed off.
Lavi found himself walking through the small village after successfully getting his hands on several crates full of rum and other drinks and had them delivered to the ship. He'd been on the lookout for other things his crew might use. As he travelled through the shopping plaza, the redheaded captain noticed a ruckus up ahead. Curiously Lavi made his way through the light rain that had started to fall towards the source of the ruckus. A group of people were standing around someone or something by an alley, shouting curses and other horrid things.
"Whats going on here?" the redhead asked.
The group turned to him, none seemed to pleased. Whether it was because of him or because of what they were shouting at he did not know.
"This rat swindled us out of our food," one of the men said, steeping away from whatever they had been crowding around.
Lavi, who had been confused by the man's words, spotted a young teen sitting on the ground and hugging a sack. The boy looked ragged and filthy, with smudges of filth all over his milky white skin and clothes. A rag covered his head like a hat, and the redhead spotted pale white hair peeking out from under it. The boy's hair was just as dull and filthy as the rest of him, and his clothes were all tattered.
"Leave the poor lad alone will ya. He's just trying to survive how he can." Lavi said, a slight feeling of pity for the boy welling up in his gut.
"This ain't yer ship pirate. You can't order us around," one of the men, an old and seasoned fellow, spoke up.
Narrowing his eyes, he took his gun from its holster and pointed it at the men standing before him.
"What makes ya think I won't put ya all in my brig?" the pirate threatened.
Reluctantly the men departed murmuring things about no good pirates and swindling street rats under their breaths. The young pirate captain crouched in front of the filthy boy, removing his tri cornered hat and placing it on his lap.
"What's yer name?" the redhead asked, in a friendlier tone.
The boy looked up at Lavi with scared silver irises, still hugging the sack to his chest like a life line and looked ready to bolt.
"Ya don't need to be scared of me lad, I won't bite much," the redheaded pirate said in a friendly manner.
"A-Allen, my name," the pale-haired teen replied.
"Nice ta meet ya, Allen. My name is Lavi," the redhead said with a small smile.
"I-I didn't do anything wrong." Allen said.
"I'm sure ya didn't Allen. Why were those men mad at ya?" the pirate asked.
"I have to survive somehow," he boy replied, showing Lavi the contents of the sack.
The redheaded pirate only saw food in that sack and he frowned lightly, wondering why such a young boy was living in the streets off stolen food. Although he couldn't say that he himself was any better than that boy, he was a dirty pirate and everyone that wanted him dead knew it.
"Where are yer parents, if ya don't mind me asking," the redhead said.
The boy lowered his head as he riffled through the contents of the sack he was holding.
"I don't have any?" Allen replied sadly, looking back up at the redhead.
Something inside the pirate moved at the sight of those saddened silver irises, and upon looking closer he spotted red markings on the other's face. The markings seemed like a scar by the boy's dirty white hair was covering much of it, so he couldn't really make out what it was.
"So sorry to hear that. Tell ya what, since me and my crew are gonna be staying here till the storm passes, why don't I treat ya to all the grub ya want," the captain offered.
"Good luck finding a nice place that'll accept pirates or street rats around here. This village has been tormented by pirates for years," the boy said.
Lavi's single emerald iris widened a fraction of a second at how smart the boy seemed to be.
"I'm a pirate after all, don't forget that. Why don't you stick around for a while and I'll work my magic?" the redhead said.
"Lavi!"
"Where are ya, ya stupid excuse for a captain?!"
Allen's eyes widened in fear at the strange calls and he tensed up for a moment, before bolting out of sight with his sack of food.
"Wait! Don't go" the redheaded pirated called after the other.
When the filth smudged orphan did not return he gave a sigh and stood up, putting his hat back on as he headed to where his subordinates where waiting for him.
"Guys…" Lavi groaned once he reached them.
"Oh, were you doing something?" Lenalee asked.
"More or less. I did get some more rum and other drinks for the ship though," the captain replied.
The redhead gave a sigh and led his two cremates back to the ship. Giving one last look back to see if the orphan had come back, but the streets were devoid of the pale-haired boy.
The storm arrived that night and the crew safely hid in their cabins, and caught on much needed sleep. However the captain could be found restlessly riffling through books and plotting a new course, which would be discussed with his second in command Kanda when the storm subsided. His mind however was on the orphan named Allen. He really felt pity for the poor lad, who seemed to be frightened by everything, but was still very sharp minded.
"I could always use more members in my crew," the redhead murmured to himself.
Standing up from his desk he padded barefoot out of his cabin and onto the deck. With the storm still raging he saw no one on deck, with a sigh he came out from the slight overhang that was formed by the quarterdeck above his quarters. Almost immediately he got drenched by the rain, but uncaringly padded over the slippery deck towards the ship's prow. He leaned against the side railing, letting the rain soak him to the bones. Suddenly the howl of a wolf started up nearby, sounding sad and lonely. The sound made the redheaded pirate frown since wolves were not indigenous to that area, and the sound seemed to be coming from the village.
Something drew his gaze towards the docks and he peered through the rain, spotting a figure standing under the torch light under the overhang of one of the houses. Straining his eye against the rain he made out the features of the young orphan he had met earlier. Curiously he pushed himself away from the railing and padded over the deck, throwing a rope ladder over the side of the ship. Stealthily climbing down to the dock, once his bare feet touched the ground he headed towards the figure.
At first the boy shied away from the approaching pirate, but once he recognized Lavi he stayed put.
"Should ya be hiding from this rain?" the redhead captain asked.
"Same to you too. I'd figured that you'd be hiding in your cabin," the pale-haired orphan said.
"The rain helps me clear my head," the older teen said.
Allen looked around in a paranoid fashion, as if he was expecting someone to jump out and attack him.
"Relax lad, the rest of my crew's sleeping," the captain said.
The young orphan gave the redhead a look, and his gaze traveled towards Lavi's great black-sailed ship.
"Did ya want some grub?" Lavi asked.
"I didn't really come here for food, but I could always use some food," the younger teen replied.
"Let's go find a place to eat then," the young captain said.
"There's a tavern nearby we could try," Allen said.
"Lead the way lad." Lavi replied.
The pair made their way through the rain towards the nearest seaside tavern. Luckily the tavern took the both of them, courtesy of a hearty bribe from Lavi. The pirate's bribe made the orphan raise an eyebrow at the other, to which the redhead gave a shrug.
"So you're leaving when the storm blows over right?" the younger teen asked.
"That's right, oceans need to be explored, loot needs to be found and taken, rival ships need to be sunk," the older teen replied, making Allen inspect him curiously.
The orphan seemed to not have any grudges against pirates, but he seemed nervous and frightened nonetheless. Lavi doubted it was because of him, because that fear seemed to run deeper than that of just meeting a pirate.
"It must be fun traveling the seas," the younger teen murmured longingly.
"I could always use more recruits for my crew," the captain said.
Allen looked curiously at the pirate, but the look was also a sad one as if there was something holding him back.
"I'll think about it. I'll let you know before you set sail," the orphan replied.
The pirate nodded and they both began to eat the food that Lavi had gotten around to ordering. He sat staring in awe at Allen, as the boy devoured everything brought to him.
"How long has it been since ya last ate a good meal?" the redhead asked.
"I cant remember," the boy murmured.
Lavi looked passively at his companion, inspecting the boy to see if he was really worth a spot in his crew.
"That's no good. Gotta take better care of yerself," the pirate replied.
"Like its that easy," the young orphan scoffed.
The redheaded pirate gave a hearty laugh at the other's comment, causing the pale-haired teen to pout.
"I'd hate to leave, but I gotta get back to the ship 'fore they find out I'm gone." Lavi said to the boy.
"Thanks for the food." Allen said.
"Think about my offer," the pirate said.
"I will," the orphan replied.
Both walked back out into the rain side by side before parting ways. Lavi headed back to the docks while Allen headed the opposite way to god knows where. The redheaded pirate made snuck back onto his ship, only to come face to face with an elderly man with dark makeup around his eyes. It kinda made him look like a panda of sorts. The captain froze at the sight of the man and looked for a way to escape the oncoming lecture.
"Where have you been Junior? Are you not aware of the consequences of sneaking around unguarded and unarmed with your reputation?" The balding man scolded, throwing a kick at the redhead's shin.
With a swift speed the pirate avoided the kick and quickly disappeared into his quarters. Once in the safety of his grand cabin, he slumped down on an empty rum crate that he used for a stool. Gritting his teeth he grabbed his gun from his bed and fired several holes into a barrel in the corner. Moments of silence passed before the sound of gunshots drew two concerned members out.
"Lavi?!"
"Captain?! Is everything alright?!"
The calls of his crewmates went unanswered by the troubled captain as he paced around his cabin.
"What the hell am I doing? I'm going soft….am I really becoming a bad captain?" he asked himself.
"No more nice pirate, it's time to keep living up to my reputation," he scoffed.
Lavi's mind went back to that orphan boy, whom he really wanted in his crew after having lost a few men several days earlier. Plus he wanted to get the boy out of his mind, so he could focus more on commanding his crew.
"Forget this; I'm gonna go get some shuteye." Lavi grumbled to himself.
Changing into some warmer and drier clothes, he climbed into his bed. Ignoring the periodic calls of Lenalee, who gave up after the fifth time and just let him be. Rocked by the motion of the ship on the water, the pirate captain fell asleep, joining his crew in much needed sleep.
The following day the storm cleared up and the air became cool and crisp. Lavi emerged from his cabin with a headache, fixing his bandana and hat as he padded out to the deck. They were to set out as soon as possible, and he wanted to make sure everything was shipshape for departure. Eyeing the dock to see if Allen had showed up, but he didn't spot the orphan anywhere. This left a sense of disappointment in the captain. He waited for a while as he shouted commands to his crew, but still the young orphan did not show. Accepting that loss he walked to the helm avoiding his scurrying crew.
"Alright ye seadogs! Set sail!" the captain's voice boomed over the ship.
With that order still ringing the air, the ship set sail towards the distant crystalline horizon.
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A/N: And there ya have it folks, the end of the first chapter. I hope you enjoyed and let me know what you think!
Note: I'm not very familiar with pirate speak, so I looked some stuff up, but I felt like I'd be over doing it if I went full out with the pirate speech.
Review my lovelies and let me know what you think
