A/N- Don't ask. There's just not as many AmeliaXJim pairing fics out there. Keep in mind, I downgraded Amelia to the age of 15. Deal with it.

Now, I hope you enjoy the Fanfic.

Review, if you don't like it, then just review because you can. Please.

Disclaimer-Hello? Is this barney? No? Ok. Then I don't own treasure planet.

It was after just escaping Treasure Planet. Amelia had finished talking to the Doctor. Though she admitted she did fancy him, she also admitted to him her real age, he was shocked, but either way, they decided they would remain just acquaintances. Possibly friends. After All, he was a man, or, canid. Of his mid thirties. And she was a Felind who was only 15.

Most didn't see that. Especially on her ship. She swore up, and down that it was the lack of sleep she got on trips that made her look so much older. She looked her age with normal sleep, but on her ship, if people found out while they were on a voyage,

"Dear god, I hope the cops don't came after me!"

Is what most would say, being that most who associated with Amelia on voyages were men. Her side still hurt terribly, but she ignored it, climbing the shrouds to her favorite spot right in the middle. Letting the Eitheirum winds whip her short hair around her face as she breathed deeply. They had about 4 hours until they reached the spaceport. Due to the low power, fuel, and the spaceport was farther away then it looked.

Amelia wanted to relax for the first time in months. She'd been a captain since she was 12, well admiral actually, but she didn't do the Job that came with the title, to much paperwork. Because she settled peace with the Procyons. There still was the Procyon armada, but that was because the king couldn't get them to abort, so they were left to the hands of anyone. And Alton Arrow, better known as just Arrow, had been her guardian, and first mate since then. When he'd died, she'd been devastated. The doctor had comforted her, but she'd still wept for hours after he left. She suddenly felt the ropes move, and looked beside her to see Jim Hawkins.

"Mind if I join you?" He asked. First spot of politeness she'd ever seen in him. Amelia nodded,

"Sure." She said, sounding surprisingly casual. Jim sat, making the ropes bounce slightly. He looked up at the stars,

"Doc told me 'bout how your actually 16." He said quietly.

"Your freaked out, aren't you?" Amelia said with a smirk, looking at him. He faced her, the light of the Eitherium bouncing off one side of his face as the Winds lightly blew his bangs over his face. The light also reflected off of his eyes, which Amelia was just now aware of how blue they were. Clear blue, like the sky on a nice day, with a hint of the Eithrium on it's worst day. He was quite charming, quite charming indeed.

"Not freaked out, surprised, maybe. Freaked out, no." He leaned back on the shrouds, "I kind of had my suspisions." He added. Amelia's ears pearked up,

"Oh really? And what just gave you those suspisions?" She asked. Jim smirked,

"Well, for one thing. I caught you sneaking some purps from the galley in the middle of the night. And the fact that you did it in a robe that said, 'screw rules' and 'do what you want' all over it made me wonder." Amelia blushed deep red. That was her favorite robe for the logo's reasons... She laughed nervosly.

"And, I caught you dancing to Katy Perry: 'Last friday night'(Pretend people!) in your stateroom." Amelia looked annoyed, and even more embarrsed.

"Why the hell were you-"

"I forgot to knock." He said. Amelia glared daggers at him, then relaxed. Carfully leaning back.

"So, what happens to you now?" Jim asked. "I beg your pardon Hawkins?" Amelia said.

"Jim."

"What?"

"Please call me Jim."

"Only if you call me Amelia." Amelia said teasingly. Jim grinned,

"Can I call you Amy?"

"Only if you enjoy one handed tasks."

"Amelia it is then!" Jim said quickly, getting a laugh from Amelia. 'She looks cute when she laughs... wait! Did I just think that?' Jim looked at her, Bright red hair with two strips that framed her face. The light of the Eithrium bounceing off it onto her face, making her green eyes shine even brighter. Her usually emotionless face was cracked into a big smile. Jim couldn't help but admit he thought she was beautiful. 'Wonder where she lives...' Amelia's face then turned solem.

"Arrow was my gurdian, but since my captaincy I was always qulified to live alone despite my age. But thats going to become a problem soon as we dock." Jim gave her a quizzing look.

"My Doctor, blasted lizard, will order me to either stay with a friend, family member, or have someone check up on me every day."

"That doesn't seem so bad." Jim said a bit confused. Amelia looked at him, "Arrow's Family hates me."

"Why is that?"

"I'm against everything that they think is 'proper' for woman. Have a spacers mouth that could make even captain Flint cover his ears if I get angry enough. And I'm an ex con..."

"Wait what?" Jim inturrupted, eyes turning amazed. Amelia winced, "I said that out loud didn't I?" Jim nodded slowly. Amelia sighed,

"I grew up on the streets most my life, until Arrow rescued me, took me on the ship he was the first mate of, and after a lot of crap, I settled peace with the Procyons-"

"And earned your captaincy." Jim finished. Amelia nodded, "Precisly." She said. "Well, what about a friend?" Jim asked. He found it odd that staying with a friend would bother her so much. Amelia looked away.

"I don't have any." She mumbled.

"What?" Jim asked, not hearing what she'd said.

"I don't have any friends." Amelia said more clearly, looking at Jim sadly.

"Seriously?" Jim asked in disbelief.

"Seriously." Amelia said. Jim gave her a 'Why not?' look. "Never had time for 'em. I was always either spaceing, on the streets I had to hide because of the warrent out for my arrest. To injured to do something, like go outside. Just didn't want to 'socialize' and." She stopped, looking down sadly at her folded hands, "And, nobody really wants to be friends with a girl like me. Y'know. Independant."

Amelia didn't know why she was telling Jim all of this. She'd never told anyone this much about herself. Not even Arrow. Jim smiled at her, "I do." He said.

She looked up at him, her ears pearking up a bit. "What?" she asked.

"I like girls who are independant. All the other ones, those dresses, always needing to be protected, and weak. And always afraid that they'll get dirty. Those girls are so annoying, stupid, just not anything I like to hang around." 'Or date.' he added quietly in his head.

"Girls like you, independant. Brave, Smart. I'm just saying that when I first met you I was thinking 'Oh dear god, What have I gotten myself into.' Now. Your probably, no you are, the coolest girl I've ever met." Amelia smiled.

Her eyes were shineing at all the praise. "Really?" She asked uncertain. "Tottally." Jim said,

"I got an idea." He said. "What is that Haw- Jim." Amelia said. "Do you live on Montresser?"

"Yes, actually right in benbow." Jim grinned.

"Well, why don't I be the friend that checks up on you so your Doctor'll shut up?" Amelia smiled widely. She had a friend. And a handsom one at that.

"That would be wonderful." She said in a happy tone. They shook hands on it, and finally decided to climb down the shrouds, Jim helps Amelia a little bit on getting down. Amelia hid her blush that she felt creeping up her cheeks as he put a hand on her uninjured side.

"What do you think you, uh, broke. Anyway?" Jim asked.

"I feel like I'm in a living hell, and it's kind of hard to breath. Guessing some broken ribs, and possibly a punchured lung." Jim's eyes widened,

"And you can walk?"

"Been through worse." He raised an eyebrow, "Hospitlization for almost a year, not fun." Jim winced, "Ouch, just thinking about that makes me hate Doctors all the more." Amelia laughed. Delbert came up to them,

"We'll be arriving at the spaceport in about 5 minutes." He informed.

"Thank you, Doctor." Amelia said. He nodded, and went to his quarters to gather his belongings.

"I should get my stuff to, you be alright?" Jim asked Amelia. She nodded,

"I'll be fine" Jim nodded, and went to get his stuff.

Amelia went down to her stateroom, gladly avoiding BEN, and Morph. As she put the few things she had away, she couldn't help but smile, and think about What Jim had said. Someone liked her for her being Independant. Finally. She had a feeling this was going to progress into a very greand friendship. Maybe, even a little further.