Okay, guys. Here's a little something that popped into my head last night. It takes place during the first chapter of A Hanyou's Life.

We'll considered it a deleted scene. I hope you all enjoy it. I might do a few others, but if anyone wants to do their own deleted scene from any of my stories, send it to me in a message. I will make sure you get credited as the writer, and I'll give you all a cookie! :D

Anyways, let me know what you all think.

Thanks!

That had been over nine months ago, and Jack had not returned. Mugen had arrived shortly after Jack's departure, claiming to be his replacement. AnaMaria had laughed at her. She let a chuckle escape past her lips at the memory. Mugen, an experienced captain! It was completely laughable! She was barely eleven! And yet she claimed to that she was the one to teach Jack to captain his own ship. The thought infuriated AnaMaria to no end. 'That impudent little brat!' she fumed. Just then, a pair of strong arms circled around AnaMaria's thin waist. Oh, no! She thought wildly to herself. It's happening! One of the men had tried to make a move on her. AnaMaria quickly tried to remember what she had learned from Gracie Lou Freebush during the Miss Carribean Seas pageant. SING!

She quickly brought her right arm back into the man's solar plexus and just as quick, brought her foot down on his instep. The groans of pain coming from behind her told AnaMaria that she was hitting her marks. Just two more left, and he'll never touch me again! She thought triumphantly. She clenched her fist and brought it straight back into her 'attacker's' nose. As he released his hold on her waist to cover his now bleeding nose, AnaMaria spun around, grabbing onto his shoulders and bringing her knee up into his groin.

"Yes!" she shouted, pumping her fists in the air and dancing around like a lunatic to the man's moans of pain. It was like her own personal victory music.

"What the hell did you do that for, Luv?" a familiar voice choked out through the groans of pain. AnaMaria spun around, only to see the very man she had just been thinking about.

"Jack! What are? You scared the hell out of me! What did you expect me to do?" she screamed cuffing him upside the head and adding to his pain.

"OW! Would you stop with the whole injuring poor Jack thing?" he said miserably.

"You deserved it for scaring the daylights out of me." she said, trying to defend her actions.

"Well, I guess my plans for tonight are canceled, due to the roughing up I just received."

"And just what were those plans?" AnaMaria asked skeptically, one eyebrow arched in sarcasm.

"I was going to give you the greatest non-pleasure of your life by dry humping you, but not now that you've attacked my precious jewels!" Jack moaned again as the pressure from yelling had effected his injuries.

AnaMaria's eyebrows shot up into her hairline as her mouth dropped open in shock. Surely, he didn't say want she thought he did. It was just a figment of my over stressed imagination. She said to herself. And then she took in the twinkle in his eyes as he thought about those very plans. "Oh, Jack! I'm so sorry! Here let me help you!" she said quickly, kneeling down to help in any way she could.

"No!" he yelled as her hands moved toward the most damaged of his anatomy. "I mean, that's quite alright. You've done more than enough already."

"But Jack..."

"No buts, love." he said, wincing a bit as he moved to sit up. "I'll just go back to my whores in Tortuga. At least, they know how to treat a man's treasure."

Blanket disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognize. Just the zany idea that spawned it.