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Victor or Victoria!

(Victoria's Point Of View)

"Running from? What makes you think I'm running from anything?" I asked Jack as he handed me a coat and brought me into his cabin.

"Let me tell you what I see, a gorgeous girl hiding away as a man on a pirate ship who has no idea what she is doing that was just found out and broke down crying…there has to be a reason for this madness, savvy?" I nodded as he kneeled down in front of me.

"What is it, love?" He said. He had started off calmly but then squeezed my knees making me jump and yelp.

"Jack!" He laughed.

"Well?"

"Fine, I'm running from my fiancé. He was abusive; it was obviously an arranged marriage. I thought I'd never be found out on this ship because I had already gotten on a trip from London to here but it obviously didn't work the way I had planned."

"I see. What do you mean by abusive, love?" I blushed when he said this and he seemed to notice for he said,

"You have to tell me, I need to know."

"He beat me and kicked me because I wouldn't tell him I loved him. Then one day I had had enough. I punched him and cut him with my sword. Not deep!" I breathed in.

"Just deep enough to draw blood. So he dragged me by my hair and," I closed my eyes.

"He whipped me and kicked me with the most force he ever had." I said now crying again.

"I'm sorry, love." Jack said sincerely.

"No, I'm sorry I should have never burdened you with what was my burden to carry."

"I should have never pushed you to this." He leaned into my face and his lips met mine briefly but I soon realized what was going on.

"Jack, I have to go." He removed his hands from my calves and nodded.

"Oh. I see." He said curtly.

"No, I mean not like that, it's just…"

"I know. You don't want to be tied down and stuck to a relationship so you can leave as you please. Well now I'm pleased if you would leave my cabin." He said turning his back to face me as he stood. I stood from the chair by his desk. I grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face me.

"You don't understand. I'm just not ready to be hurt." He nodded.

"I know what you mean." He said pointedly. At theses words I was angered. I grabbed his goatee and pulled his lips down to meet mine. He deepened the kiss and I smiled when he moaned a throaty moan into my mouth.

(Jack's Point Of View!)

I moaned a deep moan into her throat as we kissed. She grinned against my lips and I decided my next move. I slid my hands up her shirt and let my rough sea warn fingers caress her sides and that is when she came to her senses.

"Oh my god." She said blushing.

"Sorry, love." I said smirking.

"Don't be. I really am actually tired; do you have a room that I could stay in?" She asked me so innocently.

"You can take me cabin, and I'll sleep with the crew." I offered.

"No, I couldn't be putting you out." She said so innocently to me.

"You wouldn't, I'll sleep in here too then, love." Her eyes popped to an abnormal size.

"What do you mean?" She said sliding back into the chair.

"What side of the bed do you want?" I said simply jumping onto the right side.

"I guess I'll take the left." She said. She looked at me expectantly.

"What, love?"

"Turn." She sighed. I looked over my shoulder and she was slipping a wrapping off of her chest, from under her shirt. Trying to hide her lovely breasts from the crew is what she was trying to do when she was Victor. I snapped my head to look back at the wall in front of me.

"Can I look now, love?" I heard a small rip then her gasp.

"What?" I questioned smirking to myself.

"Could I borrow a shirt?" Her voice sounded agitated.

"Aye." I said. I stood up and she blushed, she was only wearing the beige wrapping I had seen her take off seconds ago. She looked at the ground blushing.

(Victoria's Point Of View!)

"Aye." I blushed as he turned around and stared at me. I was holding onto the wrapping I had used to try to contain my chest so I would look more like a man, Ana Maria said it didn't work obviously. Jack raised one of his eyebrows but I shook my head.

"What?" He took a step closer to me.

"You've got a huge gash right here." His fingers sent shivers down my spine as he gently pushed a cut I had received a while ago.

"Could you just get me a shirt?" I questioned angrily. I knew I had that there.

"What's it from?" His voice slurred the 's' and I wanted to kiss him again.

"My ex-fiancé. Please I'm freezing." He shook his head.

"Come here." I obeyed. He wrapped a sheet around me and told me to hold it to cover myself. I sat down on the edge of his bed as he wiped some rum on the whip welt.

"Whip?" He asked me and I just nodded squeezing my eyes shut trying to block out the sizzling feeling in the cut.

"I ripped it open on accident when I was climbing earlier to the nest." I explained as he lathered my collar bone with ointment.

"Sorry, love."

"For what?"

"I pushed you up there."

"Oh. That's fine." I said in a hushed tone as he finished up. His hands didn't remove themselves from my shoulders though. I felt my chest grow warm and red up to my ears. He leaned in towards me and I felt my eyes flutter close when he said,

"I'll get you that shirt." My eyes fluttered open and I threw on the shirt he had handed me and then I let the sheet fall out from under the shirt.

"Thanks, Jack. You don't have to do this, it's really nice." He looked up and smiled at me, his shirt was still off and his pants were hanging a little too low off of his hips and a marvelous tan line was showing. It was only an inch of skin that was probably normal for him to show off in the privacy of his cabin but it made me blush. He noticed the crimson red that was creeping onto my cheeks for he smiled.

"I know I don't have to, I like to." He said as he plopped down next to me on his bed. I tensed up as I felt his presence grow behind my back which was facing him.

"Relax." He whispered into my ear. I tensed up even tighter as he placed his hands back on my shoulders.

"Close your eyes and sleep." He massaged my shoulders and my muscles eventually relaxing and soon I felt my eyes flutter close until he whispered into my ear.

"You know when ever you need helping taking that shirt off I'm always here, seeing as it took you long enough to change before, love." My eyes snapped open and I wriggled away from him.

"I'm leaving to sleep with the crew, Captain Sparrow." I said grabbing my wrappings and ripped shirt.

"Now that they can clearly see you are a woman they will be quite happy about that, savvy?" I bit my lip at the thought.

"They can't be much worse than you. I'll sleep with Ana Maria." I thought aloud.

"Her floor will surely not be as comfy as my bed." He gestured to his soft mattress.

"Hands to yourself, Captain Sparrow." I said climbing back into the bed with my hands crossed over my chest protectively. He seemed to notice for he chuckled and lay back down.

(Jacks Point OF View!)

I smiled at the young girl that lay next to me. She was asleep on her back and I was lying next to her right side leaning over her so I could see her face properly. Her lips were slightly parted though she was breathing out of her nose. Elizabeth always walked around like that either with her lips parted or with her lips pursed, though she wasn't quite as touchy as Victoria is she was twice as sassy. Victoria wiggled a little bit and cuddled closer to me. I smiled to myself as I let my hand fall around her waist and I waited for a reaction. Nothing. No yelling, threats, or nose scrunching this was the Victoria I liked. I inwardly laughed at how cute she was when she was angered. She scrunched her nose, balled her hands into fists, and then would screech to show her anger. But when she was frustrated. She was feverish, and she kissed me. I thought happily. Her hair was splayed out all over her pillow and her shirt was up so that her hip bone was showing, well it would be showing if my warm arm wasn't covering her skin.

Kiss her. The thought came so suddenly that it shocked myself. I leaned forward and my lips were so close to her that when she opened her eyes and moved to sat up our lips crashed together. She screamed into my mouth but it was muffled. I held her head to mine and she soon gave in to my kiss. Her eyes fluttered close and I released her hair and she yanked back and slapped me.

"How dare," Another slap.

"You! I was sleeping!" My cheek was red now but she slapped me twice more.

"What is wrong with you?" She yelled after slapping me the fifth time and attempting to stand up but I pulled her down by her waist and forced her to sit next to me. She screamed and wriggled but gave up when I tried hushing her.

"I didn't do that, I believe it was you who put your lips on mine." I said matter of factly. She rolled her eyes.

"Why were our lips so close together?"

"I did that." I explained. Her eyes rolled like they hadn't done enough times in the past few hours. She was laughing a minute later much to my alarm.

"What?" I questioned. I had gotten many, many, reactions from my kisses but they never had once been laughing, more like a trip to the bedroom. She giggled louder.

"It's just so funny you sent that man in here to watch us and look angry and I didn't fall for it!"

"What man?" I asked looking around the empty room.

"That man in the brown pants that looks really stupid and aggravates me out of my mind!"

"Where?" I asked again.

"You! You jerk!" She said punching me in the gut and jumping out of the room.

(Victoria's Point Of View!)

How dare he? I'm not some toy he can kiss when ever he wants to. Sure, he's hot and he's my captain but…how dare he! I stomped onto the deck angrily and avoided the look that Gibbs was giving me.

"Excuse me missus but the Captain said he wasn't bringing any of his company along from Tortuga should I get you a longboat to row back?"

"What? We've been gone for over three days, and I'm not his company!" I yelled at him. He was only making me in a worse mood.

"Are you by any chance related to Victor?" He asked as clueless as a man could get.

"I am Victor, Mr. Gibbs." I said bluntly.

"Prove it, lass." He chuckled from his spot at the helm. I moved in front of him and moved my shirt so he could see the scar on my collar bone that was still a bit sticky from the ointment Jack had put on it.

"For the love of mother carries baby, tis you!" I nodded at him and he laughed hollowly.

"That's something for the eye." He said and I actually smiled until we both snapped out heads in the sound of a cabin door slamming shut. Jack came up to me and scooped me into his arms angrily holding me over the side of the ship.

"Jack! Captain Jack Sparrow, please don't!"

"Give me three reasons why I shan't!" He said. My eyes swelled with tears.

"Because! You Captain Jack Sparrow you would never do this!" I yelled drastically.

"I'm a pirate, love." my eyes were starting to give out and I felt one tear slide down my right cheek.

"I'll shine the weapons, cook your meals, and…and." I stuttered.

"And? That's only two reasons, darling. And those sharks are getting hungry at this time of night.

"I'll be your personal maid. Cleaning whatever you need whenever you need it, just please let me stay!" I sobbed. He seemed to take pity n me.

"Fine you can stay. But punch me again and you will find yourself in empty waters." I sobbed and held onto his neck but he let my legs go and they swung over the side of the boat.

"Ah! Jack, you said I could stay!" He chuckled.

"So I did." He grinned peevishly at the view of down my shirt.

"Captain Jack Sparrow please, please, please. Help me up." I sobbed in panic. He grabbed my bum and helped me back aboard. I sobbed into his shoulder and he rubbed my back.

"You hurt me." He said into my ear.

"I've been hurt worse." I answered to him as I pulled from his hug and his hands rested on my shoulders again. Mr. Gibbs scurried below deck.

"I know. I'm sorry."

"You've already said that." We both spoke in hushed tones.

"I mean for what I did. I acted out of anger."

"I know."

"I almost let you drown."

"I almost kicked you." I said suppressing a giggle then I went back to being serious.

"I want breakfast made by dawn, love." He said leaning into me. I let my lips part slightly as I leaned into him he tangled his hands in my hair. His lips were so close to mine that when I talked our lips brushed.

"Then I better get to work." I said turning my back on him and walking into the kitchen. Ana Maria was smirking happily at me.

"What?"