For as much as she had found him attractive in the movies, nothing had prepared for her standing in his presence. James Norrington's green eyes were more intense then she realized, even now. He stood straight with a powerful presence and being just over 6 feet tall only made him more intimating. His clothes were strange, that is to say, they weren't appropriate for this century in America or in England, but somehow looked pleasant if rather uncomfortable. Keiko probably couldn't even name most of the articles of clothing he wore. She felt her cheeks stings as she realized she was staring and blushing, so she quickly looked with an emotionless mask but her pinky blush was still seen.

James himself couldn't help but to examine her in return. Her hair was the darkest shade of brown while even still being considered such a color and has a strange hair bangs almost covering her eyebrows, falling around her face and halfway down her back in a loose wavy and rather immodest manner. It looked slightly messy but not unpleasant, like it was windblown. She was a shorter than him, the top of her head almost reaching his shoulder. Her pale skin without a trace of freckle or blemish, and long dark lashes that the most enchanting dark brown eyes he had found himself lost into her. They were intense and almost had a warm glow behind, not only she had such an enchanting dark brown eyes, her features appears to be like a living doll, a beautiful doll that any other people would be taken by its beauty and loveliness. Her clothing was quite curious, a white shirt with most of the sleeves gone and a very loose pink trousers covered with strange cats with ribbons on their left side of the ear and was barefooted. He looked at her seeing her cheeks turning pink blush 'She's certainly like a doll, a very pretty doll' He amusingly thought.

The two had quietly assessed one another over the course of just a few minutes, but it was enough to cause a quiet tension in the air. Both found one another intriguing and bizarre in the same instance, and yet each couldn't look the other in the eye for an extended period of time. Each felt uncomfortable, the silence of the two strangers evaluating the other as well as the circumstances of their meeting. The awkward moment seemed to drag on with a gravity of its own design.

Keiko pulled her hands in front of her and tented her fingers together for a moment in thought, then crossed her arms over her chest. She had to break this deafening silence. "I have to say this is all very strange for me, as I'm sure it's for you."

She bent down and picked up his sword, handing it to him as a friendly gesture. He bowed his head slightly in respect before taking it and replacing the blade in it's sheathe. Moving over to pick up her father's katana and replacing it on the wall before she continued talking to him.

"I don't know how to tell you this but I really have to. This isn't Port Royal, or Jamaica at all." Keiko bit her lower lip and looked him in the eye. James just clasped his hands behind his back and listens to her. "This isn't the 18th century anymore…you're in the future." He only raised his eyebrows at this. "Sort of…you see…you're a fictional character. You are from a movie- a um… a moving picture…sort of like a play."

She breathed out slowly and let it sink in. James couldn't believe what she had just said. He wasn't real? Of course he was! Wasn't everything that happened in the past few days, everything he felt, real? Certainly unbelievable perhaps, but he was fresh and blood. He actually feel a slight swell of anger at this, being told he was no more real than Hamlet, Othello or any other Shakespearean characters.

Keiko watched the confusion and frustration contort on his face. She quickly dove in before upsetting him. "I mean, in this world. Maybe you are real, in another world and time and in that place I'm just a character. In this world" She moved her arms around for emphasis, "you are a fictional character played by an actor. Maybe somehow the line between two worlds gone blurred."

She felt very satisfied with that answer. Keiko had read her share of science fiction and fantasy books before, so it seemed to come out a bit too naturally and make far too sense for her. James seemed to accept this explanation a bit better than her previous one. It made more sense than calling him unreal. A fictional character, indeed! After a while he finally spoke up.

"Then… if this is the future, when exactly is it?"

"A-ano…at the spring of 2006"

James quickly blanched at her statement. His legs felt like they couldn't support his weight any longer and started to buckle. He reached out and grabbed the first thing he could, unwisely it was the back of a rocking chair. It leaned towards him under his touch and resulted in James fumbling forward. Keiko rushed towards him and caught him, feeling the sold weight of a grown man threatened to overwhelm her, but stood fast. Her knees started to bend under his mass, and she let out a sigh of relief when James finally pulled away. He pressed his back against the archway that led to the room they both awoke in, finally finding his voice.

"Two…Two Thousand and six? James gasped and leaned against holding his chest. "That's…That's over 300 years…"

"Ohh…Oh Kami-sama, I'm so sorry!" Keiko looked around and pulled the rocking chair closer to him. "Here, sit! Please sit…ohh… I knew this would be too much for him to handle all at once. Let me get you something to drink."

James with a great deal of collected composure sat down. It was difficult at first with his sword at his side, but he managed after a bit and held his head. Almost 350 years in the future, with everything long behind him. Everyone he ever knew was gone. Even if this is another world, he had lost everything he ever had. His position in the Royal Navy probably meant nothing now. He had no family, no friends and no money, nothing to his name. Did England even exist anymore? And Elizabeth, beautiful Elizabeth. Even if he couldn't marry her he would never again see her face. James wanted to cry but couldn't bring himself to do it, he ached to scream but couldn't find his voice. He then noticed a pale hand holding green clear glass of water in front of his eyes.

The young lady had brought him a glass of spectacularly clear water and held it out to him with imploring eyes. He took it slowly, feeling icy cold wash over his fingers as he gripped it. Even her fingers had softly brushed against his felt a little cold to the touch. She pulled the other rocking chair over to him and sat down as James started to down the cold drink.

He let out a slow sigh and stared into the glass. "2006…Well then, where on Earth am I?" James paused for a moment and turned to her as a sudden fear flashed in his mind, his mouth open not wanting to ask another question.

Keiko saw his reaction to his own words, chuckling a bit. She smiled comfortingly, quickly interrupting such a silly assumption. "Yes…yes this is still Earth. You're on the same planet. Same stars in the sky, same moon." James turned a faint shade of pink and sunk back in the chair sipping the water a bit relieved.

"As for where, you are in what you might know a little of this country. This is the Kyoto City, in the central part of the Island of Honshu, Japan"

"Ah that gives an explanation of your language and your accent. And yes I've known a little of your country called Japan, we never sailed through there actually because it is an isolated country and only merchants can be allowed to your country and it is difficult to find and locate."

"Yes, it is true, until about 200 years ago at the time of the Civil War, the Americans arrived here in our country, forced the opening of Japan to the outside world with the Convention of Kanagawa. Subsequent similar treaties with Western countries in the Bakumatsu period brought economic and political crises. And also wishes to hire distinguished American soldiers to train the Imperial Japanese Army to suppress a samurai rebellion". James raised his eyebrows with the confusion with the meaning of the word "samurai" If he can recall that correctly.

"Pardon me, Miss, but what is a Samurai?"

Keiko widens her eyes of a slight surprise and nodded for an answer "A Samurai is a military nobility of Japan. The word of Samurai in Japanese means those who serve in close attendance to the nobility." She smiled in satisfaction of her explanation as she continued "Do you remember the sword that I wield when I accidentally fought you" James remembered her holding a sword with a unfamiliar appearance and craftsmanship "That sword is a Katana which they were used by the samurai of feudal Japan." He nodded with both understanding and amazement until he saw her face slightly turn into a sadness. "The sword that I wield belongs to my father, it has been passed down from 15 generations." He looks at her with astonishment 'It's a little bit far from my time, I think'. But brushes off the topic of her father's sword then continues her explanation "Anyway where was I? Oh yes, the Americans wanted to train the Imperial Japanese Army to suppress a samurai rebellion. However our people did not agree the Americans to remove our ancient culture and the war begins between the Americans and the samurais." Keiko paused for a second "It's a long story so I cannot tell you all the details but the rebellion also effectively ended the samurai class, as the new Imperial Japanese Army built of conscripts without regard to social class had proven itself in battle. But in the end, both Americans and Japanese ended their rebellion on their good terms" She finished explaining about the Japan's history. James nodded with her explanation of her country as Keiko silent herself for a moment then begins to tell what happened after his time.

After your time, the colonies aren't under British control anymore. They haven't for over 200 years…It's a long story but all of the colonies in Northern America, except for the parts of Canada, are a unified country now. Actually, many of the places that England and other countries seized control of are independent countries now like India and China. There really isn't too much land left in the world to discover now. Mostly we want to learn about the stars, the past, new technology and how it can be applied." Keiko paused for a moment, catching herself. She had this terrible tendency to nearly lecture at times, as well as over analyze things. She really hated dominating a conversation, and was always scared of boring someone she spoke to. When she confused them was the worst of all things and with poor James being over 300 years behind the current events, this would pose a problem. "It's…a lot to go over. Are you feeling better?"

James had been, in fact, listening to her, and was startled by her question. He was finding her voice quite pleasant and relaxing. In fact, he realized suddenly that he felt very comfortable listening to her and had his strange predicament had slipped from his mind momentarily.

It…It is a great deal to take in." was all he could mummer back, drawing a long sip from the glass almost guilty.

Keiko looked down, feeling responsible in some way. She knew this wasn't her fault for him being here, but she always felt strongly compelled to help those in need. It was a compulsion that led her into being taken advantage of at times, but even after everything she had gone through in life she still felt the same urge. In a way, he did appear after she watched the movie. Sure, she watch it a lot before and never had something like this happened. Was she wearing down her DVD?

"I'll help you"

James looked up from the glass wearily. He was not fully certain he heard her right. She looked earnest, but was only a young lady that he would not allow to be dragged into such strange occurrence. "I would be grateful for any assistance," this was certainly true since he had no clue what to do, "but I do not wish to inconvenience you Miss…"

'Oh that's right… I never told him my name.' She thought slowly, then looked with a slight smile. "I'm Keiko Asano. Please do not call me Miss…It feels too strange." Including her status as a lady of her household clan from her home, she's not really fond of being called 'Asano-sama or Keiko-sama' "Just Keiko is fine."

James placed the glass down on the piano and got to his feet. 'Though strange as things were, propriety should not be overlooked', he reasoned. She followed suit with a curious look on her face. He graciously bowed to her, something Keiko was very familiar with, of course, as the royal member of the Asano clan, many of her clansmen and her people give a respectful bow whenever she passed by them or welcoming her home.

"Thank you, Keiko, for such a generous offer."

It actually made her feel a little bit giddy and being usually shown such a simple yet mannerly gesture. Mostly her clan and some of the people who knew her status bowed to her before until now, except perhaps as more a mocking manner from the people who didn't like her. Biting back a slight giggle but controls her manner as a lady, for this is the first time that her foreigner crush 'from the 18th century…or from the fictional movie', she responded by pinching the corners of her loose pants, crossed her left leg behind her right and curtsied just as she had seen in the movies.

"It would be my pleasure, Commodore." Keiko couldn't contain a light chuckle.

As she straightened up her graceful posture with a warm grim, it quickly disappeared when a strange whine came from her stomach. She hadn't really eaten yesterday and her hunger was starting to catch up. Keiko's face flushed a bit with embarrassment, and James' lips curled slightly with a faint smile.

A-ano…why don't we eat something first. I'm sure crossing dimensional barriers can leave anyone famished." She pointed her thumb over her shoulder towards the kitchen.

A/N: Awww Keiko-chan you adorable little cheeky girl, your witty banter delights me so much. Yes in case you're wondering for those who read "The Lost Commodore" it was little bit similar but different the chapter that you read. Yes we already passed the year of 2006, but I had this story in my mind close to when this story takes place slightly similar to Lahara's idea. I'm guessing that it balances the world out, huh? Reveiws will be the pieces of my appreciation of love that you like my remake of the story! Just like babies, with none of the noise or growing up and leaving you forever! OMG… I am too young to think something like that. Please review…even if it's just saying "I love this or that was a nice fanfic etc." While I know that each review doesn't equal the number of people reading, it does give me a better idea, if people are actually reading the product of my crazy-…creative mind. I hope the history of Japan satisfies your knowledge and understanding :)

~Japanese meaning~

Sama – the high status of an emperor/empress, prince/princess or lord/lady