A/N: So, here it is, chapter two of Ends of the Earth: "Hugs & Kisses?". I had a hard time coming up with a chapter title, and plus it's kind of late night, so...yeah. Enjoy it all anyways, you should probably like it. It still may seem pretty slow but I'll guaruntee you that things pick up in the next chapter. Till then...here you are.


PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: THE ENDS OF THE EARTH

CHAPTER TWO: HUGS & KISSES?

"Will…what do you want to talk to me about so badly?" Elizabeth asked Will as he pulled her aside. She stared at him, expressionless, wondering what it was that he had to say.

"Elizabeth…" he said slowly, "I've been thinking…about…you and Jack."

Oh, no…Elizabeth though, now scared that he would leave her. Instead of jumping to conclusions she said, "Oh…yes; what about?"

Will squirmed a bit. "I saw you two kissing before we left the Pearl," he said quietly. "I wanted to know…why?" He looked at her through disappointed, almost sad eyes. "Why did you do this to me, Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth stared at the floor planks on the main deck. "I…I honestly don't know, Will," she said.

"There has to be a reason," Will said, his voice a tad bit shaky.

She sighed. "This is…hard," she said softly. "Will, I…I don't know, I just…I felt this thing inside of me to do it. It – the kraken – was after Jack, not the ship, and I had to do something to keep Jack on the ship…"

"That's a lie," Will spat, folding his arms across his chest and glaring at her, suddenly angry.

"Will…" She got closer to him and tried to kiss him but he dodged her.

"I don't want any more kisses from you if you're going to be like that," he said. "It's either me or Jack…pick one." He held out his arms as if to say, Come and get me.

Elizabeth stared at him. "W-What?" she asked.

"You heard me!" Will said, trying to control the tone of his voice. "I don't want to be dating a whore…"

"Will, I am not a whore, and you know that!" she said, her voice getting louder.

"What, do you…d'you just go out and have your fun with other men every night and leave me like this? Huh?" His eyes were wild with anger.

"Will, no, don't take it like this…"

"Why did you kiss Jack?" He glared at her, his eyes red with tiredness.

"I…I did it for us," Elizabeth said, using an excuse that just popped up into her head at that very moment. "That kraken was going after him as I just said, and I had to find a way to distract him and I…I kissed him and then chained him to the mast. He's gone…at least we thought he was."

Will was speechless. He stared at her. "You did this for us?"

"I did this for us!" Elizabeth yelled. "You don't understand it!"

"Maybe I don't!" Will yelled back. "Maybe you should just get rid of me and resort to Jack. You love him, don't you? Not me, right?"

"No, that's not true!" Elizabeth screamed. "You just don't understand…" Tears came to her eyes; she couldn't believe that they were fighting like this. Their relationship was about to fall apart and she knew it, she caused it. She caused this whole thing. It was because of that dumb kiss. She thought about this as she stared at Will.

"No…I don't understand," Will spat, turning and leaning slightly over the ship's railing. "I suppose I just don't."

"Will, don't treat it all this way!" Elizabeth choked, the tears suddenly streaming down her cheeks. She grabbed him by the arms and turned him to face her. "I'm sorry! Just forget it, okay?"

He stared coldly at her, then turned his back on her and walked off, leaving her staring at him, a horrified look on her face.

Did I just lose him? she wondered. She leaned over the railing and let the tears fall out of her eyes as the clouds became just a bit thicker. She looked up as she realized this and saw that it could start raining soon.

"Oh, great…" she whispered. "Just what I need."

The last thing she wanted was a storm to rain on her black parade. The crew was running around the main deck, yelling, "Storm! Prepare for the storm!" and manning their stations, preparing for the heavy rains. The wind picked up and soon, the rain started blowing in, the icy drops hitting Elizabeth in the face.

She screamed and ran to Barbossa's captain's quarters for shelter, not realizing where she had gone. As she turned around to close the door, she heard a voice from behind.

"'Ello, miss."

Horrified, Elizabeth whipped around to see the ugly man standing there, gnawing on an apple. "W-what do you want?" she asked.

"That's the question I should be asking," Barbossa said, beginning to pace back and forth. "What do ye come bargin' in me cabin for, eh?" He eyed her suspiciously. "Got somethin' for me?"

"No…just…the storm outside," she said. "It's too cold and rainy, and the crew needs to work, so I came in here." She shivered and drew her arms to herself, hugging her tight body to try and get herself warm. She tried to hide from Barbossa that she was bothered by Will's words, but unfortunately he figured something was wrong.

"Is there somethin' on yer mind?" he asked in his gruff voice.

Elizabeth wondered why on earth Barbossa would want to know something like that, because it did not seem like him at all. But still, she answered, "No, nothing's wrong." She averted her eyes from him and stared at the floor.

"Nothing is something," Barbossa objected.

"There's nothing bothering me."

"Look me in the eye, lass," Barbossa said. He waited until Elizabeth lifted her head and looked straight into his cold gray eyes and said, "Now, tell me that nothing is wrong."

Looking him in the eye, Elizabeth found that it was impossible to lie to his face. She finally admitted, "Yes, there's something that's…troubling me, if you will."

"Will you tell me?"

"Like you need to know," Elizabeth spat, moving away from him and sitting down at a chair by the table.

"But you should tell the ol' captain," Barbossa said. "After all, I am helping you all go and find Jack. Better be thankful."

"I am thankful, don't get me wrong," Elizabeth said loudly.

"I wasn't gettin' ya wrong," Barbossa said, not realizing how stupid he sounded at the moment. "You can tell ol' Barbossa anything, lass. Go on."

"I don't need to tell you," Elizabeth said. Thunder shook the entire ship and she jumped, scared at the sudden noise. The rain and wind was rocking the ship around from side to side, making her feel a bit queasy. She'd gotten used to it, a little, though.

"But it'd be nice if you did," Barbossa insisted.

"Will you ever give up?" she said. "I'm not telling you!"

"What if I make you?" he growled, taking a knife out of his pocket. Elizabeth fearfully eyed the blade.

"You…you wouldn't," she whispered.

"I would," he said in a dangerous tone. "Tell me, or else."

"Fine," she said, giving in to his devilish ways. "Will and I got in an argument, that's all."

"Over what?"

She was going to object to him asking that but figured it'd be best to just tell him rather than getting stabbed with a knife. "Just…over me and Jack," she said quietly.

"What happened between you and Jack?"

"I…we…we kissed," Elizabeth spat out, feeling completely uncomfortable talking about this with Barbossa.

"I know," he said.

"You know?" Elizabeth said, bewildered. "Then why did you ask?"

"Just to see if you were telling the truth." He smiled a yellow, grubby smile. Every part of him was utterly disgusting; Elizabeth realized this as she stared him up and down. She glared at him angrily.

"Why am I talking to you?"

"Don't ask me about your emotions."

She rolled her eyes at him. He's so annoying, for a grown man, she thought to herself as she looked away from him. Kind of like Jack…oh, I'm thinking about him…She realized before that thinking about someone all the time wasn't a good thing – not when you're with someone at the time. If she couldn't get Jack off her mind then she'd know that she was truly in love with him.

She raced out of Barbossa's tiny cabin and into the rain and all, looking for Will. She called out his name over and over again but couldn't find him, and as the rain died down, she found refuge on a small staircase on the main deck, which led up to where the steering wheel was, somewhat like the Black Pearl. She sat with her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands and she began sobbing.

Why does everyone have to know now? Why is Will being so hard-headed? Why is Barbossa being so…

She didn't even finish her thoughts as she heard someone say, "Elizabeth?" from above.

Elizabeth looked up and to her surprise found Will standing before her. "Will?" she whispered. The rain was blowing with the wind now, but it wasn't as hard as before. Will sat down next to her and said, "I think I should have a word with you."


A/N: So, what do you think? I don't like this chapter all that much, because of all the stuff I've got planned for this. Bear with me, though, and please review. Alternate ideas and stuff would be cool, like what you would have liked to have seen happen, etc. Expect the next chapter in a couple of days, since I've got school off on Monday.