I was talking about reading really bad, trashy pirate romance novels in my last AN on WIHMM, and suburbs and ink-stained-frenzy both thought I should do a pirate JONAS story…here it is xDDD. It's kinda cheesy and kinda quickly written, but I still like it. It's also not the best thing I've written, but I'm not really sure how to make it sound better. It has an ending, but it's vaguely open-ended…maybe I'll continue if people like it.

The three Lucas brothers-Kevin, Joe and Nick-were among the most fearsome pirates on the seven seas. And as Joe liked to point out, the best-looking. Nick was the captain-Joe didn't really care about the ins and outs of running a ship-he much preferred getting treasure and women and Kevin, well, he was Kevin. He was really just happy to hang out with his brothers and sail around.

They had sailed into Port Macaw and docked the ship; normally they would pillage any colonized island they came across, but Port Macaw gave them safe harbor and it was where they had grown up. Besides, Joe had his eye on Stella Malone and the only way he could get her attention was by coming back to town.

Nick rolled his eyes in disgust as Joe randomly began dismissing shirts and hats and jackets. Joe was always doing this when they came into town and he was off to see Stella. Kevin was kind of sick of it too. You'd never catch him acting like a nut to get a girl's attention.

He was on his way to the menagerie to get some parrot treats when he ran into a scruffy kid who knocked him to the ground.

"Sorry sir," the kid said, quickly pushing themselves off of him.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm not hurt," Kevin said, straightening his hat and dusting off his jacket.

The kid's eyes went wide and he took a step a back,

"You're…you're that pirate…one of the Lucas pirates. I'm so, so, so sorry. Please don't kill me. I didn't mean to knock you over, sir."

"I'm not going to kill you."

"You're…not?"

"No. I just came into town to get some parrot treats at the menagerie. I don't kill unless it's in self-defense. I'm a gentleman pirate," Kevin said.

"There aren't many of those left," the kid said sullenly, "I usually get cuffed or something if I so much as look at one of them the wrong way."

"Well, we might need an extra person on board-I think our cook is getting a little sick of my brother."

"I can cook okay," the kid said, "I've had to help my mom out at our tavern since my sister got married and left for England."

"A boy who can cook?"

"Your cook's a guy, right? So why can't I be a cook?" he said challengingly.

"You want to be a cook, go right ahead. You're probably better than our guy anyway," Kevin held his hands out as a form of surrender.

"Thank you," the kid said, with a pacified smile.

"Now, if you'd like to come with me to get the parrot treats, I'd greatly appreciate it. Also, you don't know where the ship is docked, so coming with me is probably the best thing you could do."

And with that, they began walking toward the shop.

***

Macy looked up at the attractive pirate walking next to her. She was glad that falling on him in the middle of the street hadn't given away her true identity as a girl. Although he seemed like the kind of guy she could trust with her secret…and other things. She shook her head quickly at that thought though. No, she did not need her life complicated by this cute, nice boy…man…male. Because posing as a boy and getting the chance to work on a ship was already the makings of a complicated life. . Because if she fell for him, gave away her identity to him and they started something in secret…well, that actually be a complicated life.

They got to the when Macy saw Kevin playing with a baby bird a small smile crossed her face. Kevin was going to have to stop being adorable if she was to sail with him for the foreseeable future while not giving away the fact that she was a female.

When they finally left the pet shop, Kevin led her back to the docks. They climbed aboard one of the fancier ships and he took her to his brothers.

"Hey, Nick, Joe, I think I found us another cabin boy. This one here can cook."

"Kevin, you have got to stop bringing back strays to the ship. This one can stay because Cook's about to quit, but he'll have to sleep in your room on that extra bed. There's no room in the hull for him," said the straight-haired one.

Great, Macy thought to herself. I have to share a room with the guy that not only saved me from living on the streets, but who just so happens to be the best-looking guy on the whole ship.

***

After a few weeks of sailing with the Lucas pirates, Macy, or as she was called on the ship, Max, was esteemed among the crew for the good food she could whip up with few ingredients. She also hadn't been caught in mid-disguise by Kevin or anyone else yet, so she was feeling pretty lucky. Except in one case…She was pretty head over heels for Kevin and seeing as how he had kind of taken her under his wing as a third little brother, they had been spending a lot of time together.

It was way dangerous territory. Macy could not risk making a fool of herself, all for a guy. Even if he was pretty much the greatest guy ever.

One day, Kevin ripped his shirt and took it off while she was in the room. Normally, Macy was able to look away but this time he asked if she could bring him another shirt and she was barely able to tear her eyes away from his bare chest.

She was really going to have to learn how to control her hormones around him.

***

Kevin thought Max was a pretty cool kid-and a fast learner. He had already managed to make several stand-up meals, much to the appreciation of the crew and he was good company. Kevin talked a lot, and Max was almost always there to listen. He was a little weirded out when he caught Max staring at him every once in a while, but brushed it off.

Kevin stormed through the door of his cabin in a bad mood one day. His parrot had taken a liking to Nick of all people and refused to even take a treat from his hand. He heard a loud cry from Max's corner of the room and looked up. Max was standing there, crouched over, wrapping a shirt around his chest and frantically trying to pull his hair back. Kevin stared a little harder at Max and suddenly caught onto something.

"You're a girl, aren't you?" Kevin said, dawning comprehension in his voice.

Max heaved a sigh,

"Yeah…I'm a girl, okay? You caught me. Just ravish me and get it over with. But please don't tell anyone else I'm a girl. I can handle one guy ravishing me, but not a whole shipful."

"Why would you think I'd ravish you?" Kevin asked, stunned.

"Because you're a pirate and that's what pirates do?" Max-the-girl said slowly.

"I told you the day we met that I was a gentleman pirate…gentlemen pirates don't ravish women."

"So…what are you going to do with me then?"

"Well, I'd like to start by learning your name. Your real name, if you don't mind," Kevin said.

"It's Macy," she said, "Now can I please get dressed?"

Kevin flushed and quickly turned away, muttering an apology.

"I'm good now," Macy said, tapping Kevin on the shoulder.

When he turned to face Macy, he was dumbstruck by exactly how pretty she was. How could he not have noticed that she was a girl? It was fairly obvious, now that he really looked at her, but it wasn't like he could do anything about his sudden attraction to her. He couldn't just pop up with a pretty girl on his arm and act like he had no idea where she came from. Well, he could, but he wasn't sure what the consequences of it could be.

***

Macy stared up at Kevin, not really sure what was going on. He had just found out she was a girl, but he wasn't acting the way a guy in this situation probably would. Maybe he was different from the other guys she had known. He was certainly staring at her differently from the other guys she had known. They stared at her like she was a piece of meat or something. Kevin was staring at her like she was a priceless treasure. She felt herself blushing slightly under his intense gaze and she desperately wanted to get out of the cabin and away from him. Macy tried moving for the door, but Kevin caught her elbow and pulled her back to him.

"I'll keep your secret," he whispered. He had his forehead pressed against hers, and the contact was making her feel lightheaded.

"Well, thank you for that," she replied softly, daring to look him in the eyes.

"You know, I'm…I'm really glad you're not a boy," he said almost shyly. At those words, her breath caught in her throat.

"You…you are?"

"Yes," he breathed, before gently pressing his mouth to hers. When they broke apart, he said, "Because that would have been awkward otherwise."

Seriously, what is it with me and making Macy run around in boy's clothes?

I think it has partly to do with my scrappy tomboy side that never really got to come out when I was younger.

But I think it works really well for Macy too. I could totally see her cross-dressing and working on a pirate ship.

This story sounds really, really dumb. I kind of hate it, but at the same time, it's one of my babies, and I love it. I think I feel the same way about it that my mom does when I keep asking her "but whyyyy?" and she just gets annoyed. She loves me, but she wants me to leave her the hell alone.

"Kevin was staring at her like she was a priceless treasure." And all the talk about ravishing! AHAHAHAH!!!

Anyway, should I continue? Y/N? Should I make it cheesier and/or trashier?