A/N Hi guys, so this is a new fic. Kind of pirate klaine. I saw the eye patch in 'Michael' and couldn't help it =). I didn't write this alone, so a huge, huge thank you to izie15 who was a lot! of help =). The song in this chapter is from the movie spirit and is sung by Bryan Adams.

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Treasure love: chapter 1

The boat rocked on the sea; it was a calm sea tonight. The moon shimmered in the dark water as a painting, illuminating the deck. The men were making the last adjustments to the ropes so that the ship would be safe when they raid the village. Noah was sharpening the swords for one last time, the blade caught the light from the full globe in the sky. Finn was calming down Rachel, because she had to stay on board. And the girl was fuming. Mike and Tina were preparing the smaller boats with whom they shall row with to the shore.

Blaine was in his cabin, pretending being calm when he was nervous deep inside. No matter how often he did this, he couldn't stand the thought of one of his friends to get captured or worse: killed.

Suddenly a knock clang through his cabin; Santana. No one else would dare to disturb him at a time like this. "Come in Tana," Blaine called. The brunette opened the door wearing a playful smirk on her pretty face. "You ready Blainers?" she asked her captain. He looked over at his friend, smiling reassuringly. "I'm fine," he said just a split second too fast. Santana chuckled and kicked the chair from underneath him. "What the hell?" "Let's go!" Santana only said.

He shook his head and followed the first mate out on the deck. The others were already loading the small boats. "Ok guys," Blaine spoke up while spreading his arms to attract their attention. "Here we go again, we know the drill. Get the stuff and get out. Don't get noticed and make sure not to alert the inhabitants. Once they know, we will be in trouble," the short man who was wearing his large hat warned.

The crew cheered and got to work on rowing the little dinghies to the shore. Blaine's muscles were locked and he knew this was going to be dangerous. But that was exactly why he was doing this. Hell he didn't need the gold, or the clothes, or the food. He had plenty of that. He just loved the thrill, the kick, the rush that the danger gave him. Little did he know he was being watched.

He had a weird feeling settling in his stomach. Goosebumps began to make themselves know on his body and cold sweat dripped down his spine. The man was sure that something would happen tonight. Bad or good was the question that ran through his head. The crew was silent. Oh so silent, they had to be. The coast comes into view as they neared the village.

They avoided lighting the lanterns; it would only give away their position. As the dinghy with Finn, Puck and Sam hit the shore, Blaine knew this was it. The men and woman leap out of the boats and snuck across the beach. Blaine was closing the row. He didn't want anyone to get attacked from behind. Ears and eyes scanned the environment. Attention never weakening. Santana led the way.

Blaine smiled; he knew Santana was having a blast. This was her favourite part of being a pirate. Not the cool clothes or the dirty talk. The excitement, the thrill. Wasn't it why they all became pirates? And well, let's admit it, for the parrots. They were so cool no one could resist that, especially Blaine Anderson.

They reach the village and hear the drunken men and women in the pub. They weren't afraid of them; if they crossed someone they would be too drunk to remember. The group split up. Blaine and Santana, Sam and Mike, Finn and Noah and Brittany and Tina were pairs. They knew each other inside out. Methods had been formed a long time ago. They didn't need other members, because they knew what each other's flaws were. And they protected one another as if their own life depended on it.

They were family.

They were only teenagers when they snuck away at night. All of their parents didn't give a shit about them. They had stolen the ship of Sam's uncle and strayed. They were in their twenties now, all one big group, never apart. Of course they fought once in a while, but nothing serious. In fact no one could stay mad at each other for more than 2 days.

Blaine and San took the north of the town. They knew where they had to be; the house of the mayor. There'd be the really valuable stuff. On their way there, they tried to act as normal as possible. Not that they met anyone. Seriously this place was like a ghost town. Did no one do a little living around here? Blaine thought it was suspicious, but Santana just got encouraged by the lack of guards.

He had to keep his cool; Tana was easily distracted and reckless when it was like this. He picked the lock with his dagger and the door creaked open. Santana slipped inside looking out for any sign that they got noticed. Blaine held watch outside before slipping in behind his friend. the two of them snuck through the house not making a noise. They parted when they saw that there was no way the two of them could rob this place in just half an hour if they stayed together.

Blaine would search the downstairs and Santana would cover the bedrooms upstairs. She knew exactly how to climb the old stairs without making a single noise. When she was standing at the top of the stairs she entered the first bedroom. A plump man was sleeping under the thick covers. It was a cold night in Port Lima. She moved around the room while raiding the drawers of all the closets in the room. Not making a single sound, she really was the queen of deception. That was exactly the reason why Blaine kept her close to him. She could make anyone do anything she wanted.

She let out a frustrated grunt as she didn't find anything. Scolding herself in her mind for making noise, she leapt for the door and closed it quietly behind her. She made her way to the next room but the door was locked and Blaine held the knife. Damn it she forgot hers on the ship. There was only one room left upstairs.

This one wasn't locked, but the man who was in it wasn't asleep either. A skinny figure sat on the bed, his pale skin glowing in the moonlight. His piercing blue eyes watched her. As if he'd been waiting for her. Which he was, he was a man with a plan. She froze on the spot, not sure what to do next. His hand was up in the air, he held a small silver item between his fingers. This caught her attention. She put her flirting smile on, trying to look as tempting as possible, while she walked over to the bed, swaying her hips as seductively as possible. This was her game and she was damn good at it too.

Too bad for her, this didn't affect the boy at all. The only reaction she got was a quirked eyebrow. This was weird, so weird... the only other man who could resist her was Blaine. Huh, interesting... And again she got a devilish smile that made her eyes twinkle. She was up to something; even the man on the bed could see that. The boy shuffled under her gaze, gripping the piece of silver tighter in his hand. His eyes narrowed as he was trying to read her face. She knew what the thing in his hand was, it was a key, the key she was missing. Her desire for the object was noticeable. The corner of the boy's mouth pulled up.

"Do you want it?" he said voice soft and quiet. He was teasing her, he was teasing Santana! Of course she wanted it. She wasn't going to let him mess with her head.

"Oh, you already know that I want that key, my question is: what do you want in return," she whispered as she came closer.

"I have something in mind" the boy answered coolly.

"Of course you do, otherwise you wouldn't be awake, waiting for me," Santana retorted.

The boy got a mischievous smile, and turned the key in his hand, looking as if he was thinking very hard. "What would I want?" mock asked the boy on the bed. They looked each other in the eye and Santana saw the determination.
"Well I don't know princess, how about you tell me, so I can get going?" Santana was getting sick of this game. The man in the bed sighed playfully and got up, slowly walking towards the female pirate. He could see on her face that the brunette would lash out to him, and he couldn't wait for it to happen.

"I saw you and your crew coming ashore," the pale boy stated so calm he could've been talking to himself. Santana was trying her best at not launching herself at the boy and just grab those damn keys. The man now standing in front of her noticed; he put the keys in his pockets and leaned against the side of his huge bed. A soft growl erupted from the slim girl's throat, why the hell was he playing games with her when he knew she was dangerous. Hell he even saw them coming onto the main land! She crosses the room so that she stood only a couple of inches from the guy who was annoying her to death. She had to admit though, he had nerve!

"Well, thank God there's nothing wrong with your eyes," Santana whispered and anyone who knew her would've backed down at that tone. Many people would shudder in fear at the mere sight of her and her crew. But he was at ease, she didn't like it but it intrigued her. "Okay, lady lips, what do you want for those fancy keys you've got there?"

"Hmm, you want them that much, honey?" the slender boy purred. "Don't push it sweet cheeks, I've only got so much patience and you've used up almost all of it!"

He stood upright again and Santana noticed he wasn't much taller than Blaine. It amused her, how could this little china doll think he could threaten her, a pirate for god's sake. Their noses almost touched when he took a step towards her. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. Santana didn't know this boy but he somehow managed to irritate her and amuse her at the same time.

"Now, now. Patience is a good virtue" smiled the boy; he tilted his head a bit higher to show his pride. How she loved this kid already, he couldn't be much older then the other crewmembers. "I don't have any good virtues, pixie. So why don't you give me the pretty little keys and I'll leave you alone" Santana had to force her voice down. It was hard not to yell at this kid. She looked him straight in the eye; he didn't flinch. What could he want from a pirate like herself? She had met her fair share of men in her life, and all that they wanted was sex. But this kid didn't have the look of lust in his eyes like the others. What the hell did he want!

"You're still trying to figure out what I want, aren't you?" the boy chuckled. What the hell! Could he read her mind or something? "As a matter of fact I was trying to figure out how to torture you best without you making any sound," she swiftly lied. "That would be to suffocate me with one of my pillows, my sweet. Now I know you want the key and I want to meet your captain." stated the young man. Wait- what? He wanted to meet a pirate captain? The little, pale, rich boy actually wanted to meet her captain? "Hah, you... you what?" she stammered. What the hell would he accomplish with that? Kill him, report him? No way she'd put her captain and friend in such a danger.

"You heard me, you get the key if I get to meet your captain, simple as that" "What kind of game are you playing with me, doll face?" she snarled suspiciously. "No game, I just want to meet him" was the easy rely she got. "Yeah right, and then report him or even better kill him no way! Just give me the damn keys" hissed the woman furiously. "If you're not taking me to your captain then you're not getting these keys!" the boy was getting restless. "And what if I just kill you here and now, and take the keys from your dead, cold hands?" Santana said with a voice as sweet as sugar. "You can't kill me without me making noise, which means people will wake up and find you here," the boy answered exasperated.

He was right, she couldn't. She wanted to though, so, so badly. "I don't know if, I slid your throat open then I would kill you within seconds," retorted the pirate. "Yeah and then you would've picked the lock instead of trying to get the keys from me," said the boy knowingly. "Ok, ok so let's say that I will take you to my captain, I will have to get the keys first, pretty boy." Ok maybe she could lose him when she had the keys and drag Blaine out of this place. The boy's eyes narrowed; "look I know you're the first mate" he gestured to the red piece of fabric tied around her right arm. "So your captain is here. Get him, now," demanded Kurt. "And what makes you think you can give me orders?" she said a little insulted.

"You need something to take back and all our possessions that are worth something are in that room, you'll find nothing downstairs, maybe some gold but not much." explained the boy. "Fine but you're coming downstairs with me!" "Deal, now go," said the boy while making his way to the door and into the hall, this was his chance! Santana couldn't even keep up with the slender boy. Why did he want to meet Blaine so badly? He had everything he wanted in this house.

She had given up everything, she had to. Her mom could never fend for so many children. The only way her brothers and sisters could survive was if she left. So she did, Blaine had taken her under his wing, she loved him like a brother, they had a bigger connection than friendship. They understood each other. He was all she cared about anymore. He had become her big brother. He was her life, she was broken after she left and he picked the pieces up again. He was a shoulder to cry on.

Blaine and Captain Blaine were two different people. She was the only one who got to see Blaine as the teenage boy he was. They had to grow up so fast, too fast; they could never get their youth back. And they made the best of it. Pirate or not. They had descended the stairs and Santana snapped out of memoryland, tears burning in her eyes. But she could not break down now, not in front of this stranger.

Blaine walked into the room where the two others stood. A little disappointed he didn't find anything valuable. He had searched everything but found nothing. He looked up to see Santana's pretty face... her sad face, tears filling her eyes. Blaine knew that look and he wanted to cross the room and envelope her in a hug but he didn't. The pale boy was there. Who was that kid? Blaine stopped dead in his track. "Santana?" Was the only thing he managed to say. "I brought us a guest," she said looking very irritated with the person standing next to her.

"And why exactly do we have a guest?" he knew Tana was playing a bit, and he loved her for it. But at the moment he wasn't really in the mood for playing games; their lives were at stake! If this boy would give them away, they'd probably get killed! He could not let his crew get in any kind of danger, and let's face it, without him or Santana, Rachel would take over and the ship would sink! The room was dark he could only see the outlining of people, but he couldn't help and notice the slender figure of the boy. It was even more unnerving that this boy had the form of an angel. He had to know whet he wanted! "I'm the captain, why do you want to meet with me?" suspicion was noticeable behind his fine features. He had no clue, he could see the boy wasn't armed and San wasn't either. None of their curves were out of the ordinary! Well the boy had a delicious curve… but he couldn't think of that now! There were more pressing matters at hand! Come on Blaine, think with the right organ!

"Wait? You are the captain? But you're like 18?" the boy said looking stunned. Ok… who the hell did the boy think he was! His voice was high, but it enchanted the young man immediately.

"I am, do you have a problem with that?" was his sharp reply. He didn't want to lose his patience but it was time they got the fuck out of here.

"No, I do have a problem believing that, but you look like a captain, so yeah," the curvy man next to Santana replied.

"Why don't we stop chattering, and get on with this?" Santana was losing it. Oh my … they were just standing there. Time was ticking damn it! Blaine knew that, so why didn't the bastard get this over with?

"Santana, keep your cool!" warned the curly haired man at the other side of the room. "She is right though, what do you want from us?"

"You have a beautiful ship, I'm Kurt by the way," the pale boy stated.

"Thank you, but how do you know this?" asked the other. "He saw us arriving," explained Santana.

"Is that so?" Blaine closed the distance between him and the two other people in the room. He had a clear view of the boy now, man he was gorgeous! "Yes it is, and I'd love to see the view from on the ship too, I bet it's beautiful," Kurt said not backing down. "Uh huh, and how exactly would you accomplish that?" Really, why would he want to do that? Wait, what? No, no fucking way! Was that what he was up to? "And why the hell would you want to be on a pirate ship?" Santana spat.

"You do know, we're not the kindest of people, right?" Blaine asked. "I know," Kurt simply stated, "But I can't take it here anymore! It's been way too long since I got the chance to get away, like I always wanted to. Now you're the same age as me, so you can't use that as an excuse to leave me here behind." "Get to the point, porcelain," Santana ushered. "I want to be part of your crew!"

There was a stunned silence after that. Then suddenly Santana started laughing hysterically. "You … you want to be a part of our crew?" "What's so funny?" was Kurt's reaction. "Wha…. What's so…" it was followed by even more laughter and even Blaine couldn't keep a smile off his face. This fragile bloke wanted to be a pirate. "Santana, enough," the captain ordered. "Look, Kurt was it?" the boy nodded with a deadly glare. "I don't know if you'd be any good for my crew. You… well you're…" "I'm what?"

"You're kind of too fragile to be a pirate in my opinion."

He shouldn't have said that; Kurt kind of lost it. Blaine may have thought he was unarmed, but suddenly he had Santana by her hair, pressing a sai-sword to her throat. "If you don't let me come with you, I swear I'll slit her throat open. I'm losing time here!" Kurt looked Blaine straight in the eyes.

"Now, now, don't be a fool, Kurt. I think you know that I'm armed as well. So put the knife down and let her go," Blaine ordered, eyes piercing into each other. Santana was pressed between the two bodies, as her friend threatened the man who was trying to kill her. Kurt knew that killing the girl wouldn't get him anywhere, so he released the woman and pulled out another sword.

The boy twirled the swords with a surprising ease, maybe he wasn't that bad. Blaine didn't have any good swordfighters yet and with this slender figure he wouldn't be seen as a threat. Both pirates watched with awe as he spun one of the swords in the air. He put them back into his belt. "Do you still think of me as some china doll?" Kurt had a dangerous edge to his voice, which intrigued Santana and Blaine. "Well, no, but the question is, what would we get out of this?" Blaine said raising his eyebrows.

"You'd get a new member who can handle a sword, and isn't afraid to get his hands dirty if that's what it takes to get me out of here," Kurt whispered, still with that edge in his voice. "Also, if you take me with you, I'll give you the key as I promised." "Why would you want to be a pirate?" the shortest one of the three asked. 'You have everything right here," resumed the man.

"I don't. Yes my dad is rich and we have a fancy house, but I can't find happiness here. Never could. I'm at home on the sea, not here." He didn't tell them about his sexuality because that was the main reason why he wanted to skip this town. The bullying, the name calling, just everything, he needed an escape.

The both of them could see the earnest in his eyes and hear the truth in his voice. "I have to admit that your skills could come in handy, but you do know that once you leave with us, you can't come back," the captain warned. "I'm aware of that, and I don't mind. My dad is better of without me and I'm better of without this town," replied Kurt. "Hmmm, so give us the key then." "What?" was the reaction of both Santana and Kurt. "I allow you on my ship. But do know that we won't treat you any different no matter what," was Blaine's answer.

"Blaine, what the hell?" Santana whispered loudly, which caused Kurt to quirk one of his eyebrows. "What is your problem with me honey?" asked Kurt in a mock innocence.

"What is my problem with you? Oh don't even get me started you little..."

"Santana!" Blaine raised his voice slightly and the girl backed down. Kurt noticed how much Santana trusted her captain, if he only had to raise his voice to make her shut up. "Kurt, I'm Blaine and your captain from now on. Now hand me that key." The pale boy pulled the key out of his pocket and laid it in Blaine's open hand. The man passed the two others and made his way up the stairs.

Ten minutes later he came back down with his arms full of bags. Santana quickly went to the door and let her captain go first. "Well princess? Are you coming or are you going to stay here?" The boy huffed in annoyance but followed the two pirates back to the coast. The rest of the crew had already gathered on the deck, when Blaine, Santana and Kurt climbed aboard.

A song Kurt remembered from his childhood played through his mind.

Here I am this is me

There's no where else on Earth I'd rather be

Here I am it's just me and you

And tonight we make our dreams come true

He had done it; he had escaped this god-awful town. His dream was coming true, finally away from everything. He could be free for once.

It's a new world it's a new start

It's alive with the beating of young hearts

It's a new day it's a new plan

I've been waiting for you

Here I am

He would prove that he fitted in he had to this was his new life now. Here he was

Here we are we've just begun

And after all this time our time has come

Yeah here we are still goin' strong

Right here in the place where we belong

He hadn't boarded the ship yet but it felt like home already. Something magical about all this. The white sails shining in the moonlight and the pirate flag stood out. He was one of them now.

Here I am next to you

And suddenly the world is all brand new

Here I am where I'm gonna stay

Now there's nothin' standin' in our way

Here I am this is me

He finally belonged somewhere. This was him.

A/N Did you like it? Please leave a review, and we're pretty sure there are going to be more chapters =) I had a lot of fun writing this together with izie15 so we're going to do that again =)

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